100 Natal Sword Progress +1
Yan Zhen was the first to leave the bathtub. He circulated his Mystic Power to dry himself, then put on clean clothes.
Turning around, he saw that Long Ying had somehow shrunk back to her loli form and was holding up her small arms, clearly wanting him to help her get dressed.
Yan Zhen sighed, took the elephant-print boxer briefs from the hanger, put them on her, and then pulled the T-shirt-like top over her head.
On Long Ying’s small frame, the top reached her knees, looking like an oversized dress.
Yan Zhen glanced at Long Ying’s bare feet, wondering if he should make her some shoes.
Although she protected her feet with Mystic Power while walking, keeping them clean, going barefoot still gave off a somewhat wild child impression.
After dressing the little girl, Yan Zhen used a hair tie to style her messy pink hair into cute, high pigtails.
Her hair was thick and smooth, and the pigtails made her look incredibly adorable.
Long Ying happily admired herself in the mirror until Yan Zhen urged her to leave. She took his hand, and they left the room, heading to the dining hall.
After eating their fill, Yan Zhen took Long Ying to the Inner Academy’s Exchange, where he sold the other ores obtained from the Yang Polar Secret Realm for points.
This was Yan Zhen’s first time at the Exchange. The lobby housed the service counters, where materials, secret manuals, and even information were bought and sold at fixed prices. Further inside was an open-air trading plaza filled with students setting up stalls.
The two main ways to earn points in the Inner Academy were the dueling arenas and the Exchange.
After forging his sword, Yan Zhen planned to buy medicinal herbs here, refine pills, and sell them to earn points to support himself and Long Ying.
He discreetly sold the Tier 3 and Tier 4 ores (excluding the fire crystals), surprising the counter attendant and earning a decent amount of points. Satisfied, they returned to the Grand Elder’s residence.
“Alright, we’re done for the day. It’s getting late. Let’s go to bed.”
“Zhenzhen, aren’t you going to sleep?”
“I still have things to do. You go ahead.”
“Are you going to see Sister Xunyi?”
“Not yet. I’ll go later and bring you along.”
“Oh.”
Long Ying obediently climbed onto the bed, untied her pigtails, smoothed her hair, lay down, and pulled the covers over herself.
“Then I’ll sleep now. Goodnight, Zhenzhen.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Yan Zhen nodded, then went to the bathroom, activated the Star Shifting Fire Seal, and entered the Fire Refining Starry Sky.
Giant pillars, a vast plaza, and atop the central altar, Chen Xi sat meditating as usual in her black dress, her silver-white hair simply tied up, cascading down like silk, making her already stunning face appear even more perfect and ethereal.
Beneath her unparalleled beauty, her neck was long and slender, her collarbone visible beneath the overlapping black fabric, completely concealing her ample G-cup breasts, yet their powerful presence remained undeniable.
Her waistline cinched dramatically, slender and firm, then flared out again into exaggeratedly curved hips.
Top-heavy, narrow waist, curvy bottom – the perfect hourglass figure.
—Beautiful Master becomes more beautiful every time I see her.
Yan Zhen walked over and called out softly, “Master.”
Chen Xi slowly opened her eyes, her blue, gem-like gaze reflecting her precious disciple’s image. A gentle smile appeared on her usually cool face.
“Zhen’er, is there something you need from Master?”
Yan Zhen said seriously, “Master, I’ve collected enough fire crystals and can start forging my sword. Please teach me.”
Chen Xi nodded slightly. “In that case, let’s not delay. Let’s begin now.”
She stood up, and a waist-high forging furnace rose before her.
“To forge the Gold and Silver Fire Sword Embryo into your natal sword, you need to shape it using a large amount of fire crystals. As I’ve said before, one of the abilities of the Gold and Silver Fire is to corrode metal, but it’s not corrosion, rather absorption. What you need to do, Zhen’er, is refine the essence of the fire crystals and infuse it into the sword embryo. As the Gold and Silver Fire absorbs the essence, it will gain a tangible quality. At that point, you can shape the sword.”
Yan Zhen nodded thoughtfully.
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t fully understand. Let’s try it, Zhen’er.” Chen Xi pointed to the furnace. “Ignite the furnace with the Fire Talisman, strengthen the flames with the Wind Talisman, and use the Water Talisman for quenching.”
Yan Zhen took a deep breath and summoned the Fire Talisman from his sea of consciousness, projecting it onto the furnace.
Whoosh.
Fierce flames ignited within the furnace. Then, Yan Zhen projected the Wind Talisman, blowing wind into the furnace, intensifying the flames.
He also projected the Water Talisman, placing it nearby for repeated quenching.
Yan Zhen summoned the Gold and Silver Fire Sword Embryo from his dantian, suspending it above the furnace, then poured out the fire crystals from his storage ring.
A small mountain of reddish, translucent ores appeared. Yan Zhen picked one up, ignited the Gold and Silver Fire, quickly extracted the fire crystal essence, and infused it into the sword embryo.
One by one, after refining twenty crystals, Yan Zhen started to feel dizzy. After thirty, his face turned pale, and he swayed, unable to continue.
“Zhen’er, don’t push yourself. Take a break and meditate to recover.”
Chen Xi handed him a milky-white pill.
Yan Zhen popped it into his mouth without looking, chewed quickly, the familiar milky fragrance filling his mouth. As he swallowed, a warm current spread through his body, quickly relieving his physical and mental fatigue.
Beautiful Master’s milk pills were practically cheat-level recovery items!
He continued refining.
After refining all one hundred and eight fire crystals and infusing them into the sword embryo, it took on a crystal-like texture, though its shape was slightly bloated.
Yan Zhen was completely exhausted, beyond the help of even the milk pills. He collapsed backward into Beautiful Master’s embrace, the ultimate softness and delicate fragrance enveloping him, instantly relaxing his body and mind, allowing him to become a contented salted fish.
Chen Xi held her disciple from behind and said softly, “Forging a natal sword takes time. Let’s stop here for today. Come, lie down. Master will give you a massage.”
Yan Zhen, his eyes half-closed, murmured lazily, “Thank you, Master~”
When he emerged from the Fire Refining Starry Sky, it was already late at night, the moon high in the sky, the air cold. Long Ying was still sleeping soundly on the bed. Yan Zhen picked her up and flew towards the cliffside building, landing gently on the open balcony.
The French window was still open, clearly left for him by Zi Xunyi.
Yan Zhen carried Long Ying into the room. Although the lights were on, the room was empty.
He placed Long Ying on Zi Xunyi’s bed, thought for a moment, and then walked towards the bathroom.
As expected, Zi Xunyi was bathing. He could vaguely see her alluring silhouette through the screen, making his heart beat faster. He suddenly heard her voice, “Is that you, Yan Zhen?”
“It’s me.”
Yan Zhen replied as he walked closer.