Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

Han Li rose, bowed, and said solemnly, "I dare not forget."

A rare hint of melancholy flashed across Lu Jianghe's brows. He suddenly chuckled softly, "It's been so many years since I've reasoned with people. It's something to miss."

Han Li couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Brother Lu, how old are you exactly now?"

Lu Jianghe replied, "Not high, not yet reaching the vicissitudes of life; not low, long past the rise and fall of ordinary life."

Han Li blinked.

Hmm, I've learned something new.

If anyone asks him about it in the future, he will answer in this way.

Thinking this way.

the other side.

Yan Ruyan pushed open the door and immediately saw Xin Ruyin sitting upright in a chair, intently reading through ancient books, while holding a pen in her hand, marking and revising the pages.

She approached for a closer look and discovered that the other person was studying the ancient teleportation array from before, sketching intricate patterns on it according to scale, actually attempting to miniaturize the teleportation array?!

Looking at the densely written text on the blueprint, Yan Ruyan realized that the woman in front of her was not just pretty; her mastery of formations was probably extraordinary.

Sensing someone approaching, Xin Ruyin snapped out of her reverie, put down her pen, and looked up.

Upon recognizing Yan Ruyan, he immediately realized something and pulled out an extremely exquisite hairpin from his storage bag.

"It is fate that we met. Please take care of me in the future, especially since we share the same character in our names. Today, I was strolling around Tiandu Street with Senior Lu when I saw this hairpin. It is exquisite, elegant, and refined. I thought it would suit your temperament perfectly, so I bought it on a whim."

After she finished speaking, Xin Ruyin reached out and handed it over.

Although this item cannot be considered a magical artifact, and is at most made from leftover materials from refining artifacts, it is novel, unique, and ingenious.

Yan Ruyan looked up at her, her face beaming with a gentle smile and clear, sincere eyes, as if she were genuinely delighted by this bond of "sameness".

Regardless of whether Xin Ruyin's words are true or false, or whether they are simply based on considerations of being in an unfamiliar environment.

But this act of kindness truly warmed her heart.

After a moment's thought, she took out an inkstone and a talisman brush from her storage bag.

These two items are no ordinary objects; they possess an inner spiritual light and radiate a warm glow, clearly indicating that they are a set of high-quality magical artifacts.

"I am deeply grateful for Fellow Daoist Xin's kind intentions. I also have a set of small items here, which I acquired by chance in the past. I thought that since you are proficient in array formations and often sketch and calculate them, they might come in handy."

As if anticipating Xin Ruyin's possible refusal, Yan Ruyan added with a smile, "Of course, if you don't accept it, then you'll just have to return this hairpin to its rightful owner."

In her words, she skillfully blocked the other party's excuses, displaying the wit of a young lady from a prominent family.

Xin Ruyin looked at the two magical artifacts floating in the air, each shimmering with light.

She was already proficient in the art of formations, so naturally she had a great understanding of materials.

The two magical artifacts in front of us are definitely of high quality. If they were sold at market price, they could easily fetch several hundred spirit stones.

Looking at the hairpin in his hand, he realized that he had only spent one or two spirit stones to buy it, yet the two were worth more than a hundred times more.

As she hesitated, wondering if the disparity was too great, Yan Ruyan noticed her hesitant expression and guessed that the other woman felt her gift was too valuable.

But she also felt helpless, as this was the only decent item she could take out of her storage bag that Xin Ruyin could actually use.

She truly had nothing of lower quality; what she might have were some materials or spirit stones, which the other party didn't need right now.

Without giving the other party a chance to refuse, Yan Ruyan waved her hand, and the inkstone and talisman brush landed steadily on the desk.

She then stepped forward, took the jade hairpin directly from Xin Ruyin's hand, and deftly inserted it into her hair.

"Alright, it's settled then."

Yan Ruyan smiled slightly, her voice bright and cheerful.

"I appreciate Fellow Daoist Xin's kindness, and I would be most grateful if you would not refuse my return gift."

She gently shook her head, and the tassels of the new hairpin swayed, reflecting off her cascading black hair.

"Excellent taste, I really like this hairpin."

His tone was sincere, and it wasn't just polite talk.

Xin Ruyin gazed at the inkstone and talisman brush on the table, which radiated spiritual light, and then at the hairpin in Yan Ruyan's hair.

The burden I felt due to the vast difference in value has inexplicably faded a lot.

She finally smiled and stopped being coy, saying, "Ruyin thanks you for your generous gift, fellow Daoist. This item is indeed of great benefit to the cultivation of array formations, so I will respectfully accept it."

Yan Ruyan smiled and gracefully sat down opposite Xin Ruyin. Her voice was gentle as she said, "Between us, there's no need to be so formal about addressing each other as fellow Daoists. Such politeness only makes us seem distant. In my opinion, I might be a little older... But never mind, that extra year is insignificant. How about this: from now on, you can call me 'elder sister,' and I'll call you 'younger sister.' We can address each other as sisters, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, Xin Ruyin looked up and carefully examined Yan Ruyan.

Judging from their appearances, the two are indeed close in age, making it difficult to tell who is older.

However, in the world of cultivation, respect and rank are ultimately determined by one's level of cultivation.

As a Foundation Establishment cultivator, Yan Ruyan's cultivation level was far higher than his own, who was only at the Qi Refining stage. By taking the initiative to address her as a sister, she had already lowered her stance considerably, even to the point of condescension.

A thought crossed her mind, and she smiled and agreed, "Alright, then I'll call you Sister Yan from now on."

Yan Ruyan's eyes curved into a smile, her laughter deepening, and she replied with a touch of warm joy, "Sister Ruyin."

Both of them actually understood a principle in their hearts.

The reason why they can overcome the vast differences between them and live together at this moment, even calling each other sisters, is all due to one person.

Lu Jianghe.

In the following days.

After the group had become thoroughly familiar with the local customs and culture of Kuixing Island, Lu Jianghe purchased a map of the sea area.

Subsequently, apart from Han Li choosing to stay on Kui Xing Island to open a cave dwelling in preparation for the late Foundation Establishment stage and even Core Formation, Lu Jianghe followed the sea chart's guidance, taking Xin Ruyin and Yan Ruyan with him, and sped towards Tianxing City.

With Lu Jianghe's current cultivation level, coupled with his ability to thrive in the abundant water element of the Chaotic Star Sea, his escape speed, when exerted to the fullest extent, can be described as lightning fast.

In just over a month, the outline of the legendary Tianxing City came into view.

The two women, carried by magical power, saw a huge, blurry black shadow at the edge of the sky from a great distance.

Its imposing presence is like a pillar supporting the sky, towering into the clouds and connecting heaven and earth. A magnificent and vast aura is already rushing towards us across the vast sea.

This magnificent city was the first time either of them had ever seen it in their lives.

The entire city is built on a towering mountain peak, with massive buildings spiraling up the mountainside, layer upon layer, reaching into the clouds.

Yan Ruyan had been to Tiantian City once before, but the sheer size and grandeur of Tianxing City before her seemed to far surpass it.