I'm in Star Iron, and I draw power from the Inner World every week.

“…”

It seems the weapon was accidentally thrown towards Mirror Stream again.

Jingliu was probably looking at his weapon with the eyes of someone looking at trash.

Thinking of this, the weapon, which should have been out of commission mode, inexplicably entered an overheating state again.

Not quite.

Su Yang's rationality quickly led him to withdraw his weapon.

...Our relationship with Jingliu hasn't reached that point yet, so doing all this now is really offensive.

I need to apologize afterwards.

Su Yang's drone finally flew back into his crotch.

Xia Die was also taken aback.

"Huh? Has it gotten that exaggerated?"

"I'm sorry, this state is actually because of Feixiao."

Su Yang didn't want Xia Die to misunderstand, so he simply explained it directly.

"Hmm, but Lord Feixiao shouldn't have done anything, right? How could he have gone this far?"

The butterfly seemed slightly confused.

She was essentially a participant throughout the entire race and had no recollection of Fei Xiao and Su Yang doing anything that crossed the line.

Aside from conversations, the only interaction they had was a handshake.

If a super weapon can be prepared to this extent, then Su Yang's feelings for Fei Xiao are probably beyond her imagination.

"I can't explain it either."

He doesn't actually have any particularly noticeable XP, but after seeing the cold, jade-like feet of the camera-sweeping girl and the delicate hands of the flying girl, he inexplicably feels a spark.

Of course, besides his hands and feet, the Mirror Stream and Flying Clouds themselves were also very attractive to him.

One is a blindfolded master with fairy-like charm, the other is dashing and full of heroic spirit.

"Sigh, even your wife is starting to get confused about you? Is it some kind of 'romance' again?"

Xia Die was both amused and exasperated.

"Maybe so."

"Then let your wife handle it for you. I'm a useful wife, you know."

"Well, but I suddenly have a bold idea."

“…”

The butterfly-shaped tactical backflip.

"May I?"

Su Yang smiled slightly and reached out to pinch Xia Die's soft cheek.

"Of course I won't refuse you, but if you go too far, I might faint."

"Don't worry, this is not excessive at all, but rather very [romantic]."

Su Yang squatted down.

With a clear goal in mind, he began disassembling and cleaning Xiaodie's equipment.

Xia Die pursed her lips, somewhat curious about what Su Yang would do next.

I felt uneasy, yet also subtly expectant.

"All right."

"Eh?"

Xia Die was stunned for a moment.

Su Yang simply disassembled some of her equipment and then helped her put it back together.

It seems like nothing has changed.

"How does it feel?"

"Huh? Even if you ask that, nothing seems to have changed. Are you just teasing me?"

Xia Die puffed out her cheeks slightly and pinched Su Yang's face in return.

"If you don't feel anything, that's correct."

Su Yang's lips remained upturned.

Under Xia Die's watchful gaze, he also unfastened the lower half of his equipment.

The classic gold-threaded panties, halfway down, ended up back in Su Yang's crotch.

"???"

Xia Die is getting more and more confused.

Is this some kind of high art?

Her gaze settled on the small tent.

Because he was always in the zone, and he was now properly putting on his gear, the tent naturally felt like an extremely oppressive and terrifying place.

Xia Die still couldn't figure it out.

But then, as the moment Su Yang's tent returned to normal, her pupils suddenly contracted.

"Gurgle?!!"

Xia Die's delicate body trembled violently, and she almost lost her balance and fell to the ground, but Su Yang caught her and made her steady.

She has temporarily lost her ability to speak, but she has a general understanding of the situation.

It turns out that Su Yang had created the Golden Silk Hundred Worlds Gate by combining his own underwear with hers.

Su Yang used just the right amount of gold thread to 'sew' it in.

"Actually, I had a similar idea when I first gave the weapon to Aya, but since we could interact normally, I never considered it."

"this..."

Xia Die's language skills suffered a blow.

Because the palace was attacked.

If the current offensive continues, the weapons will undoubtedly be able to unleash their full power, allowing them to storm the palace and wreak havoc.

If Sai Fei'er and the others had been the ones to suffer this, they probably would have already fainted.

Fortunately, Xia Die possesses combat strength second only to Aglaia. Not only is she still conscious, but she has even entered a state of adaptation.

"I love you my wife."

"I love you too."

“I’ve memorized this feeling, so whenever you miss me, Xia Die, you can contact me anytime, and I can send the weapon over immediately.”

"...Lady Aglaia might really like this."

"Well, let's keep it a surprise for Aya. It's a secret, okay?"

"I will, but could you... choke?!"

The butterfly's consciousness drifted away.

At first glance, Su Yang didn't do anything.

But he did make subtle adjustments to the position of the Golden Silk Hundred Realms Gate in his crotch.

With just a slight adjustment of his position, he launched a powerful attack on Xia Die's side.

Su Yang has mastered the power of [Pathway] to the fullest extent. If Tibao and the others knew this, they would probably be very happy.

.....

next door.

Jingliu was still adjusting his breathing.

As she gradually heard the exaggerated noises from next door, her breathing became increasingly erratic.

"You wicked disciple..."

Jingliu's mental state deteriorated rapidly.

But rather than her extreme views on [abundance], she now seems to be directing those extreme views towards Su Yang.

Su Yang had just thrown the terrifying weapon in front of her.

She pondered for a while whether she should appropriately comply with Su Yang.

After all, Su Yang had done her a great favor, and Su Yang's existence was crucial for the future [hunting].

Compromise with this wicked disciple is not out of the question.

Most importantly, Jingliu doesn't dislike Su Yang at all; in fact, he even cares a little about him and wants to tease him.

Just as she made up her mind to try and seize the future...

Su Yang put the weapon away.

Then, the battle hymn played by Xia Die soon followed.

“…”

As a result, Jingliu's mental state plummeted to rock bottom.

She felt that she hadn't done anything, yet Su Yang had subtly influenced and educated her.

Could this be Su Yang's true purpose?

"Tsk, you wicked disciple."

Jing Liu really wanted to trample Su Yang under his feet and give him a good beating.

.....

"Thank you, Xia Die."

Su Yang is sewing a mirror-like fabric.

His movements were so skillful that they left afterimages, and his expression remained calm and composed throughout.

Su Yang appeared to be dressed neatly...

"Goo!"

Xia Die's pupils rolled upwards, and her consciousness gradually faded away.

Su Yang did not stop what he was doing.

He temporarily broke free of his close relationship with Xia Die, and then freed his crotch.

In the next instant, his weapon began to grow wildly, like tentacles and vines, instantly entangling Xia Die.

Su Yang wrapped Xia Die in his weapon and carefully placed her on the bed before returning to his crotch.

Throughout the entire process, Su Yang's sewing was not affected in the slightest. He was so immersed in his own [romance] that he had forgotten all about the world around him.

"I hope Master will like it."

Su Yang had already sewed two linings for Jing Liu.

A light blue bellyband.

This is his first time working with this style, but so far he feels it's quite good.

What he was sewing was a white tulle skirt in the ancient style.

It can be considered that it has come to an end.

Su Yang couldn't imagine what Jing Liu would look like wearing these pieces of equipment.

Just thinking about it, he had just explained Xia Die's weapon, and it was already about to reach its peak condition again.