Fairy, why bother with me? I am really a yellow-haired villain.

He possesses such a huge spiritual power at the Foundation Establishment stage. Wouldn't he be able to grow even more in the future? The future is promising!

It's like a mature older sister seeing a promising little boy and can't help herself.

Eat your fill now and your future will be filled up.

This is an investment.

"What about the other reason?"

Yun Zhonghe questioned.

Xue Yunjian just said that Yun Zhonghe's enormous spiritual power was one of the reasons why Xue Yunjian chose him, so there must be other reasons.

Xue Yunjian lowered her eyes and gently wrapped her jade hand around Yun Zhonghe's hand.

Her hands were very cold, as if they had no temperature at all, but when they wrapped around me, they didn't feel biting at all, but rather gentle.

"Another reason..." Xueyunjian said lightly, "Because my master's All-Seeing Sword Technique made her feel nostalgic. It seemed that the person who created me also used this sword technique, so I wanted to wake up and take a look."

Chapter 185: About Him, Nothing But Good

Although it was only a moment, Yun Zhonghe caught a glimpse of sadness in Xue Yunjian's crystal clear eyes, as if he was a wanderer who had gone to a foreign land for a long time. His eyes not only contained infinite attachment to his hometown, but also a kind of affection and reluctance that was hard to let go.

This feeling made Yun Zhonghe's heart move slightly, and ripples appeared in his heart. He seemed to be able to touch the story and emotions behind the Xueyun Sword through these eyes.

"Wooah~~~ Master, do you have any questions? I'm a little overwhelmed and feel so sleepy."

The expression just now disappeared in a flash, and Xue Yunjian yawned again, with a hint of laziness in his voice, and he seemed very tired.

Yun Zhonghe: "Why are you always so sleepy?"

Xueyun Sword: "Ever since I was unearthed, I have not had enough to eat. I need a lot of spiritual power to make up for my deficit."

Yun Zhonghe: "But didn't I provide you with a lot of spiritual power these past two days?"

Xueyun Sword: "That's just a drop in the bucket, only enough to keep me awake for a little while every day. Since I was unearthed... it's been almost ten years, um... about that. If the master becomes stronger, perhaps I can fill my deficiency, so that I can assist the master with all my strength."

Xue Yunjian smiled slightly, and his cold hand gently brushed across Yun Zhonghe's chest, as if throwing out something extremely tempting.

Xueyun Sword: "Master, you have been trying to comprehend the All-Seeing Sword Technique recently. I may have a way to help you."

Yun Zhonghe's heartbeat quickened and his breathing seemed heavier.

Yun Zhonghe: "Really? Can it help me gain further enlightenment?"

Xue Yunjian yawned again: "I think so, but I'm really out of strength now. I can't help you for the time being. I need more energy."

Yun Zhonghe frowned: "But can you please stop draining me dry every time you appear? Can you adjust it to a more gradual and long-term approach?"

Xueyun Sword: "Master, do you want to sign a contract?"

By signing a contract with the sword spirit, Yun Zhonghe's spiritual power will be touched by the power of the contract, and the spiritual power will be gently and accurately injected into the Xueyun Sword, without the need for the Xueyun Sword to appear actively every time to extract the spiritual power.

The advantage of this is that Yun Zhonghe will be under much less pressure. His spiritual power will be constantly being drained, but at the same time, his spiritual roots will be able to replenish the missing amount in time to achieve a balance, so that he will not lose too much at once and become physically weak.

He doesn't have any natal magic weapon or anything that needs to be nurtured now. Normally, when his mana is full, the excess spiritual power stored in his spiritual roots needs to be discharged, and now it just happens to be useful.

Xue Yunjian also thought this was a good idea. In fact, she also had the idea of ​​signing a contract with Yun Zhonghe.

So Yun Zhonghe began to hold a contract ceremony with Xueyun Sword and made Xueyun Sword his natal sword!

Yun Zhonghe activated his magic formula, and his soul was bound to the Xueyun Sword. He bowed to heaven and earth, and then to his parents. He would only use one sword throughout his life, and his love would never waver...

After the contract was reached, Yun Zhonghe lay down on the bed with a joyful smile on his face.

He could feel that his spiritual roots had established a connection with the Snow Cloud Sword. Invisibly, a strand of spiritual power had already flowed out and would continue to supply the Snow Cloud Sword.

It’s a pity that Yun Zhonghe’s spiritual roots are of ordinary quality, and this stream of spiritual power is barely enough to allow the Snow Cloud Sword to maintain minimal activity.

"The contract is established. The master's contract emblem has been branded on my body."

"what?"

Following Xueyunjian's signal, she pushed aside her bunny girl outfit, revealing the snow-white skin of her lower abdomen, where a crest actually appeared!

No! Why is the Contract Emblem there? It looks the same as the Silver Emblem. Are you sure it's okay?

Logically speaking, the position of the contract emblem can be placed according to the sword spirit's wishes. In other words, she deliberately grew it on her lower abdomen and even deliberately made it into a heart shape...

It's such a pure face, but the core seems to be extremely yellow!

However, Xueyun Sword said seriously: "Like master, like sword."

The corner of Yun Zhonghe's mouth twitched: "What you said is wrong. I, your master, am very upright!"

Xueyunjian: "But you have done spring meng."

Yun Zhonghe:?

"No, don't talk nonsense..."

Xueyunjian: "Your underwear was dirty when you woke up."

Yun Zhonghe:?

This sword spirit's mouth is extremely sharp!

I really want to give her a hard time.

"By the way, in addition to spiritual power, some black iron materials used in refining can also be used as energy for our sword spirits. If the master can get me some high-quality black iron, it can also speed up my recovery. At the same time, using black iron to feed to a certain level can also allow my body to advance."

Yun Zhonghe had a faint impression of what Xue Yunjian mentioned. He had learned the basic knowledge in this area in the Yun family's school before.

Speaking of which, Song Ziwei had previously given Yun Zhonghe a batch of black iron. As a close friend who was also a sword cultivator, she must have anticipated Yun Zhonghe's needs, so she generously gave him a batch of black iron. These black irons were indispensable materials for forging high-quality spiritual swords.

Originally, Yun Zhonghe planned to use this batch of black iron to forge stronger spiritual swords.

But he didn't expect that he had now obtained a spiritual sword that had given birth to a sword spirit. Now he only needed to feed the black iron directly to the sword spirit, and the spiritual sword would advance on its own, saving a lot of effort.

Yun Zhonghe originally wanted to take out the black iron given by Song Ziwei on the spot, but the Xueyun Sword had reached its limit and its activity time was up. Her figure began to dim and finally turned into a stream of light, returning to her purest spirit sword form. She lay quietly in Yun Zhonghe's hand and fell into a deep sleep.

"What a sword spirit with a strange personality."

Yun Zhonghe held the beautiful Xueyun Sword. This time when he gripped the hilt, he could feel a spiritual connection. Just by gripping the sword, he seemed to feel that his perception and understanding of the sword had become more thorough.

Perhaps it is just as Xueyunjian said, with her assistance, Yunzhonghe will be able to successfully complete the integration of his own perception and swordsmanship, and practice the Senluo Wanxiang swordsmanship.

For Yun Zhonghe, a swordsmanship enthusiast, nothing is more exciting than this.

……

Everyone was very excited that night.

Yun Zhonghe was so excited about the contract he had made with his natal spirit sword that he couldn't sleep.

Qin Hongye and Tao Jiuer couldn't sleep in their room either.

Although Tao Jiuer really wanted to point it out, she couldn't find a suitable excuse and could only endure it silently.

Who would secretly pick things in the middle of the night when living in the same room with others?

Qin Hongye's movements were really loud. Not to mention the rhythmic sound of water, just the strong fire-attributed spiritual power that burst out from her body from time to time was already impossible to ignore. Those who didn't know would think she was possessed.

Are all of you cultivators with fire spiritual roots so wild? Do you have such strong desires?

Tao Jiuer didn't dare to sleep at all, for fear that Qin Hongye would not be satisfied with just fingering her and would climb onto her bed to finger her.

After all, it seemed that Qin Hongye had liked women before.

……

In Mu Jixue's room on the other side, the moonlight was bright, illuminating three faces, each with their own thoughts.

Mu Jixue was still feeling extremely uncomfortable. She curled up on the bed, frowning, thinking about what had happened today, and almost doubted her life.

Recalling the days in Cangzhou City, Mu Jixue was always overshadowed by Yun Zhonghe, who always stole her limelight.

But now that she has left Cangzhou City and the opportunities are right in front of her, she cannot seize them and even begs Yun Zhonghe for help and lets him get involved.

It is obvious that as soon as Yun Zhonghe appears, everyone's attention will be on this handsome and wealthy man. Moreover, this guy has a good personality, is helpful, and even a little desperate.

In this situation, who can stop it?

Thinking of this, Mu Jixue looked at Su Xiaoxiao who was sleeping next to her with some "despair".

Because three people had to squeeze into one room, they put two beds together and slept together, forming the Chinese character "川".

If it were in the original plot, this would have become a happy party for Huang Aotian and his two concubines, and a beautiful memory for them.

But now all three of them were thinking about something, especially Su Xiaoxiao. She stared blankly at the ceiling, and her beautiful eyes like sapphires seemed to reflect the shadow of Yun Zhonghe. In her eyes, Yun Zhonghe even gradually became very tall, as if even the sun in the sky was covered.

Obviously, no one from Yunzhonghe is here.

really……

Mu Jixue hated herself.

It would be great if I were a little stronger. Why am I so weak?

"That, that..."

In the quiet room, Su Xiaoxiao finally broke the silence.

Her voice was weak, and she held the quilt with both hands, burying the lower half of her face, as if she was still a little nervous.

But her inner curiosity forced her to speak up: "Sister Xue'er, what kind of person is Brother Yun?"

At this moment, Mu Jixue's expression was almost twisted into a ball.

What does it mean when a girl mentions a boy first?

Her concern for the boy had reached an overflowing level, and shyness could no longer suppress her strong curiosity.

What's more, Su Xiaoxiao is a very timid girl. Since she has already spoken, it goes without saying how much she cares.

Mu Jixue felt like she was about to cry.

(╥﹏╥)Wooah!!!

She now wanted to tell Su Xiaoxiao: You are not allowed to be friends with Yun Zhonghe!

But if I do that, I will feel so vicious.

Mu Jixue really couldn't say it!

If he said this, it would not only disappoint Lin Zhongyu on the other side, but might also cause Yun Zhonghe's disgust.

This is undoubtedly the most deadly.

However, Su Xiaoxiao's words made Lin Zhongyu very happy. This was an excellent omen, which would allow Yun Zhonghe and Su Xiaoxiao's relationship to take a step further.

She couldn't refuse such a question.

But after all, Su Xiaoxiao was asking Mu Jixue, and it was not appropriate for her to answer on her behalf. So when Mu Jixue was "desperate", she kicked her and kicked her into a more cruel abyss.

"Xue'er, tell me about you and Brother Yun."

Hearing Lin Zhongyu's words, Mu Jixue widened her eyes and looked towards Lin Zhongyu.

A question mark appeared in Lin Zhongyu's head.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing..." Mu Jixue's eyes were filled with tears. She kept shaking her head, as if she was kidnapped. "My neck is just a little uncomfortable. The pillow here is a little uncomfortable."

"Really? I think it's okay, Miss Su, what do you think?"

Su Xiaoxiao squeaked weakly: "It's okay."

Lin Zhongyu realized that Mu Jixue was obviously lying.

She didn't know what to say to her.

This kid, could it be that he's like before, always feeling that there's something wrong with Brother Yun?

Is the old problem coming back again?

No matter how reluctant Mu Jixue was, she had to speak up in this atmosphere: "That guy... is just so-so, there's nothing good about him..."

Mu Jixue turned her face away, looking reluctant, and bit her lip silently: "It was only when Xiaoyu was in trouble that he stepped forward to help."

"Another time, I misunderstood him and got angry at him, even causing a falling out with Xiaoyu. Then he mediated and gave me a third-grade spiritual herb..."

"He gave us the spot in Xuantian Sect's disciple selection..."

"When we were out training, we encountered danger. He saved us and even blocked a fatal injury for us..."