1124: Chapter 332: Fortunately, Arriving Late_2 1124: Chapter 332: Fortunately, Arriving Late_2 With the noisy fellow gone from her side, she could no longer cultivate!
She felt that perhaps only when the lecherous thief was around, even if he practiced thunder magic that boomed and thundered through the heavens, would she be able to calm her heart.
Especially since she was afraid, she feared that if he spent a day in the Dui Gua space and then left, the little thief would disappear from this era…
She always feared unintentionally parting ways, only to meet again 730,000 years later.
Who could endure such lengthy years?
Unable to bear it, after just two hours, she could no longer stay inside.
Her heart scratched like a cat’s claw, she breached the boundary and emerged, only to see the Turtle faithfully guarding the Space Gate entrance, having never left the cave.
A great stone settled in her heart, and she completely relaxed.
Ji Feixue looked at Su He, determination in her eyes, moved closer, and kissed her.
Although they had already been intimately training for two full days and even during the days flying back, they had indulged intermittently, this was the first time Ji Feixue took the initiative, so there was a slight sense of nervous panic as if she didn’t quite know how to act.
Su He’s eyes lit up, immediately taking control, savoring the sweetness, and, holding Ji Feixue, spun her around before placing her on the swing.
Ji Feixue instinctively grabbed the Iron Chain.
After letting Yiren off verbally, Su He hugged her and laughed, “See!
It’s all for the sake of cultivation.”
Feeling the height of the swing and sensing the right position for a proud chest thrust out, Ji Feixue suddenly understood the purpose of the swing and instantly blushed with indignation.
Baring her teeth in anger, the Immortal Sword was unsheathed, ready to sever the ties with this shameless rogue.
Su He laughed loudly as he ran away, dodging a sword strike, but in an instant, he returned and pecked her Pill-like lips before laughing and running off again.
Ji Feixue huffed, unable to catch up to Su He, turned, and lifted her sword, about to chop down the swing.
Su He immediately screamed for mercy.
One pleading, the other indignant, they were at a standstill when a streak of Sword Light appeared from the horizon, touching the spot on Su He’s lower back.
The sword was so silent that even Su He hadn’t noticed it.
He jumped and shouted, “Who the hell poked me!”
He whirled around just in time to see a little sword about half a foot long sneak in through the gap in his wings, like a drill bit swirling around his waist as if venting its frustration.
But Su He was in his strongest state, and not even the Stepping Sky Seven-fold’s direct sword strike could harm him in the slightest.
“Eh?
Why didn’t this guy go find my father-in-law?”
Su He pulled out the small sword and held it in his hand; still, the sword was restless, struggling to slash his palm with a hint of anger.
Unfortunately for the sword, all its efforts were futile.
“Wow!
This sword has acquired some Spirit Wisdom!” Su He exclaimed in surprise, sensing significant spirit energy emanating from the small sword.
Although it didn’t have an Artifact Spirit, its spirit intelligence was extraordinary!
How had he not noticed this before?
No, that wasn’t right…
Its spirit had been sealed before; this was unsealed only after seeing the father-in-law, after meeting its true master.
Ji Feixue sheathed her Immortal Sword and moved gracefully towards him.
“My mother’s skill in Artifact Refining is still beyond me; her personally consecrated Sword of Letter Transmission ought to have spirit intelligence.”
Without such intelligence, how could it travel across thousands of miles to actively find someone?
It was completely different from those Flying Swords that merely transmitted letters based on aura and fixed location.
Those swords are set by their owners to deliver letters to a particular aura.
This Flying Sword was no different prior to unlocking its seal but now was clearly not the same.
Ji Tianchen had merely tossed it towards the stars, and the Flying Sword knew where to deliver the letter on its own.
“The aura on this sword… Did it venture into the Sealed Land?”
Upon the little sword, there emanated a strong aura from the East Cloud Mountain Sealed Canyon.
Su He remained silent, and the little sword stabilized until he mentioned the Sealed Land, at which point the little sword leaped up and pointed a strike at Su He’s face.
Determined to tear apart this annoying face.
“Stop this nonsense!” Ji Feixue’s voice was cold as she retrieved the Flying Sword.
The sword landed in her hand, showing a bit of pitiful emotion.
It had been flying well on its mission when suddenly his aura vanished completely.
Not just his, Ji Feixue’s aura had disappeared too.
It flew over Yunmeng Ze and saw neither of them but sensed a bit of Su He’s aura at East Cloud Mountain.
Heading there, it saw a Toad and a fox acting like thieves in the canyon.
It chased after them, but then the toad and fox disappeared.
It was trapped in the canyon; luckily, it had only gone slightly inside and quickly retreated.
Even so, it took two whole days until just a moment ago when it sensed Su He and Ji Feixue’s aura again, finally managing to struggle free with this pull.
The auras had vanished…
A blush rose on Ji Feixue’s face.
The two had engaged in Dual Cultivation, their True Yuan merging to the core and transforming into a fundamentally different aura.
It would be strange if the Flying Sword could locate them.
Ji Feixue tapped the body of the Flying Sword, soothing its emotions, and from nowhere produced a bottle of sword oil.
She dropped a bead of it on the sword before pulling out the letter contained within, and unfolded it.
The Flying Sword lay satisfied to the side, no different from ordinary Flying Swords.
Su He glanced at it and then looked at the letter in Ji Feixue’s hands.
The letter was still the one sent out by Ji Feixue.
But on the back, there was a scribble resembling an “M,” with rounded bumps.
It clearly seemed like a casual doodle.
But this doodle captivated Ji Feixue.
After a moment of silence, Su He quietly asked, “Did father-in-law and the Big Freedom Bodhisattva get injured in the fight?”
It was evident this wasn’t something an intelligent being could do.
Ji Feixue shook her head, folded the letter, and put it back into the envelope.
Looking up at Su He, she said, “Husband, come with me to a place, will you?”
“Sure!” Su He nodded, “Where to?
I’ll take you there.”