March 7th, this is the pink-haired girl's new name.

The naming logic is simple: the day she was saved was March 7th on the astrological calendar.

Although Pam agreed to join the train, she sternly warned the March 7 passengers not to treat her as a doll.

How could Pam's tiny body escape the clutches of March 7th?

In the end, he still occasionally became the object of March 7's petting.

Himeko's welcoming ceremony for the new passenger was as usual: she brewed coffee, poured it into a porcelain cup, and pushed it in front of March 7.

"Little March, come and have some of my coffee."

"Thank you, Himeko!"

Caught off guard, March 7 happily accepted the porcelain cup.

Just as they were about to taste it, Danheng patted March 7 on the shoulder.

"March, ahead... is hell."

"what?"

March 7th was a little confused, but looking at the expectant Himeko, March 7th couldn't let the beautiful and mature older sister down!

"It's just coffee, what could be wrong with that?"

Ignoring Danheng's advice, March 7th downed the entire meal in one gulp.

"March 7th passenger! Why did you fall over!"

Pam ran over carrying a small medical kit, and Dan Heng looked up at the sky helplessly:

"I already told you it's hell."

Himeko said in frustration:

"It seems I still have a lot to improve on."

Walter thought to himself:

[Further progress? How terrifying will this progress become? To the point of impacting Star God-level weapons?]

After waking up, March 7th tightly gripped Danheng's sleeve.

"Sister Danheng, from now on March 7th, I will respect you above all others, follow your lead, and absolutely obey your advice."

Dan Heng sighed. In her experience, March 7th would definitely forget the pain once the wound healed.

With the addition of March 7th, the train's daily routine began to gain more color.

When she gets tired of playing, March 7th will lean back on the sofa and look out the window at the stars.

Her eyes held a mixture of confusion and amazement, a bewilderment about her future and origins, and a longing for the starlit universe.

She reached out her hand as if to grasp the stars.

Danheng saw the state of March 7th and sighed with emotion.

She travels and adventures, but she never worries because she has a complete and happy family. No matter where she wanders, she always has a place to return to.

Ultimately, Danheng was also a little homesick.

Suddenly, a force within March 7 responded to her, and a wisp of ice crystal materialized in her hand.

"Wow! Danheng Danheng! Look, I have hidden power!"

Dan Heng hurried over and took out the information he had found in the think tank:

"As expected, it is the Six-Phase Ice. It seems that this ice is not an accidental object, but rather your own power."

March 7th excitedly exclaimed:

"Great! Now I'm not a helpless girl anymore; I can help everyone!"

Danheng handed the data to March 7th and agreed:

"Six-phase ice has unique properties and powerful functions; you should study it more."

"Hehe, of course, leave the fighting to me from now on!"

Are you sure?

"Um... if we can't beat them, we'll have to rely on the most reliable Danheng~"

......

Meanwhile, inside the Luofu Immortal Boat.

Yanqing is ten years old this year.

The sounds of clashing weapons could be heard from time to time in Chang Le Tian's courtyard.

The sounds gradually subsided after an hour of intense, unrestrained activity.

Yanqing lay on her back on the grass in the small courtyard, panting heavily.

"Grandmaster Uncle, you always give it your all in every battle, that's amazing. Peaceful days without war are wonderful, but my hands are itching to fight."

Cheng Xiao picked up the teacup on the stone table, took a sip, and suggested:

"Yanqing, you are still young and don't know your limits. In fact, rather than excessively increasing your strength, what's most important for you right now is to cultivate your mind and let your strength be in moderation."

"Otherwise, excessive rigidity will lead to breakage, and excessive sharpness will lead to self-harm."

"Having learned this, Grandmaster Uncle, Yanqing will definitely meditate and practice his mind regularly every day."

Cheng Xiao gently ruffled Yan Qing's light blonde hair and chuckled:

"However, your foundation is very solid, so there's no rush. What to do depends on Jingyuan's plans."

Speaking of Jingyuan, Yanqing became interested again.

"Grandmaster Uncle! I lost again today when I played chess with the General. Please teach me more chess skills!"

"Jing Yuan is cunning; you're far from being able to outwit him."

Not long after, Yanqing left home to go to the Shence Mansion to find General Jingyuan and fight him for another three hundred rounds.

As they passed the Bureau of Works, Master Gongshu, who had studied under Yingxing for many years, quickly greeted them:

"It's Yanqing! Come quick! The Industrial Construction Department has released a brand new 'True Qi Manipulated Floating Attack Unit,' do you want to take a look?"

Yanqing was immediately captivated; her greatest hobby was collecting flying swords.

However, the title "True Qi Manipulated Floating Attack Unit" is too rigid and long-winded. A flying sword is a flying sword. Yanqing has given a name to each of his swords.

For example, the light and slender ones are called "Wisdom Sword Grass" and "Light Dust Willow", while the ones with blunt and broad blades are called "Blood Rose".

Since Yanqing arrived, she has bought up most of the swords produced by the Bureau of Works, and often buys two at a time.

When Jingyuan asked why, he learned that one was used after being opened, and the other was stored away in a box.

No wonder Yanqing's allowance always runs out so quickly, leaving him with no choice but to "eat the general's money, use the general's money, and pitifully beg the general's money" when he wants some snacks.

Of course, Yanqing would work as Bailu's bodyguard to earn extra pocket money.

Danfeng Longzun was the richest, so much so that Bailu's allowance was countless.

But Sister Bailu only uses it to buy snacks, and she can never spend it all!

So Yanqing was incredibly attentive.

For example, when a vendor selling bird skewers to Bailu paid more than the normal price, Yanqing would whisper:

"Sister, a skewer of bird's nest normally costs fifty yuan, but he dared to sell it to you for sixty! He's trying to rip you off!"

White Dew is indifferent to the Dao:

"It's nothing, consider the extra as a tip. His restaurant is quite good, and it's not easy for him to earn money."

"Sis! You're being foolish! If you keep acting like this, ignoring prices, other merchants will think you're a rich, idiot nouveau riche!"

"Do they dare?"

"Who knows what people are saying behind your back? They might not say it openly, but they're probably laughing at you in their hearts!"

"So what do you think?"

Yanqing happily drew her flying sword:

"Once I go and kill him, I'll make an example of him, and then no one will dare to speak ill of you behind your back."

Bai Lu: "?"

"Yanqing, you're being too bloody!"

"The younger sister is only thinking of her elder sister's dignity."

"No, your thoughts are terrifying. I won't buy it for you with the flying sword."

"How could you do this! I won't cut it anymore, I was just kidding!"

Bai Lu nodded with satisfaction:

"Yanqing, life is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and worldly wisdom. You know many great principles, which your father taught you, right? But we always feel that you have misunderstood them."

"I will definitely experience that flying sword all over again..."

"Let's think about it some more."

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