Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 89: In our backyard, the experts directly master cultivation techniques! What era are we liv

As the chilling, murderous sword intent surged into his mind, Dong Mo suddenly opened his eyes.

In the depths of his pupils, it seemed as if a black sun was slowly rising.

The sun was entirely black, yet its edges were surrounded by an eerie golden glow, much like the celestial phenomenon during a solar eclipse, perfectly blending light and darkness, life and death.

Countless exquisite sword techniques flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

That's not words, not a mnemonic, not anything that can be described by language.

That was a pure sword intent.

It was mysterious and indescribable, like a beam of light falling from the sky, directly illuminating the depths of his soul.

The desolation and slaughter bury the mortal world.

Dong Mo closed his eyes, carefully savoring the essence of the sword intent.

Xiao Xiao is the desolate and bleak sound of autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves.

Killing is the ruthless and decisive way in which everything is annihilated when the sword's edge passes.

To bury oneself in the mortal world is to resolutely and decisively sever all worldly ties and attachments.

Dong Mo seemed to see a black sun rising from the horizon, devouring everything in the world. The sword intent contained both the desolate chill of autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves and the chilling decisiveness of severing worldly ties and extinguishing all attachments.

It combines offense and defense, appears to be defensive but is actually offensive, and has offensive elements within its defense.

Dong Mo's lips slowly curled upwards.

Excellent swordsmanship.

Dong Mo opened his eyes, and the black sun phantom in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an undisguised excitement.

With this move, my combat power can be increased by at least 30%.

Dong Mo took a deep breath, preparing to strike while the iron was hot and continue to create conflict between the Phoenix Cry Sword and the Purple Nether Sword, thereby increasing the favorability of the Bright Sun God-Slaying Sword...

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately following was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

"Junior Brother Dong, are you there?"

It was Feng Ling Shuang's voice.

Inside the room, the Phoenix Cry Sword, which had been entangled with the Purple Nether Sword, suddenly shrank into the corner like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. The spiritual light on the sword body instantly went out, and it became quiet and obedient, just like an ordinary iron sword.

Upon seeing this, the Purple Nether Sword immediately perked up.

[Purple Nether Sword: Oh~ Why aren't you being arrogant anymore? Where did your arrogance go? You're scared now that you hear your master is here, aren't you?]

The Phoenix Cry Sword trembled slightly and emitted a low hum.

However, Zi Mingjian's joy was short-lived, as another voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Young Master? Are you inside?"

That was Xiao Bai's voice.

[Purple Nether Sword: ...]

[Phoenix Cry Sword: Heh~ You're one of those people, aren't you?]

The two swords fell silent, lying obediently in Dong Mo's arms, neither daring to make a sound for fear of being discovered by their master.

Dong Mo's lips twitched involuntarily as he watched this scene.

Hey ladies, weren't you two quite the troublemakers just now? Why did you both shut up as soon as you heard the owner was coming?

Outside the door, Xiao Bai and Feng Ling Shuang were already chatting.

"Miss Feng? What are you doing here?" Xiao Bai's voice carried a hint of doubt.

"Oh...it's nothing. I just wanted to ask if Junior Brother Dong has seen my Phoenix Cry Sword," Feng Ling Shuang replied. "This sword always wanders off; it just disappears into who-knows-where."

"What a coincidence." Xiao Bai smiled. "I also came to ask you if you've seen my Purple Nether Sword."

"Sigh... these spirit swords, each one more troublesome than the last."

"Who can argue with that?"

The two women chatted outside the door and found themselves getting along very well, as if they had known each other for a long time.

Dong Mo listened to the conversation outside the door, his forehead covered in sweat.

No! We can't let them keep talking!

If the conversation continues and they tally up the accounts, asking, "When did your sword go missing? When did mine go missing? Why is it always around this time? Why are they all coming to me?" then we're all doomed.

Thinking of this, Dong Mo took a deep breath and decisively opened the door.

"Junior Sister Feng! Xiao Bai!"

Dong Mo forced a smile and pretended to be furious as he shoved the Phoenix Cry Sword into Feng Ling Shuang's hand.

"Junior Sister Feng, can you please control your spirit sword? Stop letting it bother me all the time!"

Feng Ling Shuang took the Phoenix Cry Sword and glanced down at it.

The Phoenix Cry Sword lay quietly in her palm, its blade smooth and warm like jade, showing no trace of its previous greasy and perverted appearance.

"So the Phoenix Cry Sword really is with you." Feng Ling Shuang smiled, tucked the sword back into her waistband, "It seems she really is destined for you."

Dong Mo's lips twitched.

Bah! You're the one who's destined to be with this cursed, twisted spirit sword! Your whole family is the one destined to be with this cursed, perverted spirit sword!

Dong Mo was internally ranting, but on his face he could only manage a smile that looked worse than crying.

Feng Ling Shuang put away her sword, then suddenly remembered something and looked up at Dong Mo.

"By the way, Junior Brother Dong, how's your sword technique training going?"

Feng Ling Shuang's lips curled slightly upwards, her azure eyes carrying a hint of provocation: "Don't let me surpass you. If you, a Golden Core cultivator, are defeated by me, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, you'll lose face big time~"

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo raised an eyebrow.

Having just grasped the meaning of "the mortal world is destroyed by the swift and cruel," he was brimming with confidence.

"You think you can surpass me?" He scoffed, hands on his hips, chin slightly raised. "Junior Sister Feng, don't talk big!"

"I've made up my mind about you as my junior sister! Not even Jesus can stop me! I said it!"

Feng Ling Shuang blinked, looking confused. "Jesus? Who's that?"

Dong Mo: "..."

Xiao Bai also tilted his head, his face equally blank.

Dong Mo's lips twitched, realizing he had blurted out something unintentional.

"Uh...that's...someone from my hometown...um...a powerful being. Yes, a powerful being."

Dong Mo coughed lightly, decisively changing the subject: "Anyway! Don't even think about surpassing me! Just be a good junior sister!"

Feng Ling Shuang narrowed her eyes, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'll see just how much this Golden Core stage senior brother is really worth."

Feng Ling Shuang turned and left, but after taking a couple of steps, she turned back and winked at Dong Mo: "See you at the sword training ground tomorrow morning. Don't you dare run away at the last minute."

After saying this, Feng Ling Shuang took the Phoenix Cry Sword and drifted away.

After watching Feng Ling Shuang leave, Dong Mo couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Phew, at least... I managed to fool them.

He then turned to look at Xiao Bai and handed the Purple Nether Sword to Xiao Bai.

"Here you go, Xiao Bai. I've already warmed up your Purple Nether Sword for you, as usual."

Xiao Bai gripped the Purple Nether Sword, feeling the lingering warmth of Dong Mo on the hilt, and watched Feng Ling Shuang's departing figure, his emotions a complex mix.

"Young Master...did you also nurture Miss Feng's spirit sword just now?"

Dong Mo poured himself a glass of water and said casually.

"Huh!? How could that be? From beginning to end, you've been the only one to enjoy my specially customized spirit sword nurturing service!"

Upon hearing Dong Mo's words, Xiao Bai's face instantly turned red.

Clearly, she hadn't heard Dong Mo's words completely. At this moment, Xiao Bai's mind was filled with only Dong Mo's words: "From beginning to end, it's only been you!"

Hehehe...Young Master, Young Master has me in his heart!

In the young master's eyes, I am special...

With her blushing face in her hands and staring at the wispy white mist above her head, Xiao Bai returned to the guest room in a daze.

Seeing this, Dong Mo couldn't help but wonder, "What on earth is Xiao Bai up to now?"

As Dong Mo was thinking this, the system panel in front of him suddenly popped up again.

[The Radiant Sun Divine Sword found the scene quite amusing, especially your flustered state while caught in the middle; it was absolutely hilarious.]

[The favorability rating for the Radiant Sun Divine Sword has slightly increased!]

Current progress: 18%

Current favorability rating: Curious

Dong Mo was taken aback at first, then the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Oh? This amusing sword technique, he's actually still watching it?

Feng Ling Shuang, oh Feng Ling Shuang, what era are we living in? You're still practicing sword techniques according to ancient methods? We in the corner directly learn sword techniques for the wooden cake hand!

You're nothing but a chosen one, what makes you think you can compare to a cheat like me? Heh heh heh...