novelraw Chapter 741 expresses one’s feelings
Chapter 741 expresses one’s feelings
"I think you’ll find out soon enough," Ye Lanfeng said with a slight raise of his eyebrows, smiling. "Why rush things?""Angang, master, what kind of suspense are you creating? You won’t get a wife this way—no, wait, why should I remind you? Master, you should keep it up, keep the suspense going!" Angang, who had initially stretched out his chubby paw to scold Ye Lanfeng, suddenly realized something mid-sentence, hurriedly put both fat paws over his mouth, and looked regretful.
Ye Lanfeng was first taken aback, then seemed to think of something, and his face began to darken, becoming darker and darker. A pet knows its owner best, and as Angang’s master, how could Ye Lanfeng not know the character of his own pet? So, he grabbed Angang in his hand and gave him a cold look.
"Spill it, what have you done?" Ye Lanfeng’s face was pitch-black, and the thought of his pet undermining him made him want to squash the furry ball in his hand onto the ground.
"I, I didn’t do anything," Angang stammered, then turned his head to look at Mu Hanyan with pleading eyes, clearly seeking rescue.
"Alright, alright. Angang is very well-behaved," Mu Hanyan said, stretching out her hand to rescue Angang from Ye Lanfeng’s grip, soothing him by rubbing his small head.
"Well-behaved?" Ye Lanfeng watched Mu Hanyan stroke Angang, who closed his eyes in contentment, feeling an urge to pluck Angang’s fur clean off in that moment.
Meeting Ye Lanfeng’s icy gaze, Angang shrunk his head in fear, then zipped into Mu Hanyan’s pocket and refused to come out.
Ye Lanfeng still wanted to deal with him, but Mu Hanyan suddenly leaned close to Ye Lanfeng and whispered in his ear, "Of course, I know the flowers were from you. I really like them."
Mu Hanyan’s sudden closeness, her unique faint fragrance surrounding Ye Lanfeng’s nostrils, his heart almost stopped in that moment. Then, hearing Mu Hanyan’s words, his heartbeat accelerated.
Han Yan, I too, am delighted.
Zirong and the others were injured quite severely just now and didn’t notice what Mu Hanyan had whispered. Otherwise, they would have been utterly shocked. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ????????????????????·????????????????·????????????
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From a distant village, a rooster crowed, and a hint of dawn appeared on the horizon. Unbeknownst to them, an entire night had passed.
"Your Cold Sky Sword is crafted by a master and is already of extraordinary quality. Now that it has a trace of spirituality, wouldn’t you want to try the miraculous effects of the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond?" Ye Lanfeng suggested.
Even if he hadn’t mentioned it, Mu Hanyan wouldn’t have missed this great opportunity. But before that, she checked on Huayue and the others’ injuries.
They had joined forces earlier and were repelled by Dan Tai Xuan’s few slashes. Fortunately, Dan Tai Xuan spared Mu Hanyan some consideration, and those slashes weren’t with full force. The group only suffered internal shocks, with their meridians undamaged, so their injuries weren’t too severe.
Compared to them, Qu Shanling’s injuries were much more serious.
"Quickly take the Elixir and use energy movement to heal," Mu Hanyan said, handing a bottle of Healing Pills to Qu Shanling.
"No need, I’ve already taken one, and my injuries have improved a lot. It won’t be a big deal," Qu Shanling replied, taking out a half-eaten pork leg and flaunting it in front of Mu Hanyan.
This time, not just Mu Hanyan and her group, but even Ye Lanfeng had a face full of black lines.
Only now did they realize that although Qu Shanling’s complexion was pale, his breathing was much more stable than before, and his eyes were bright and focused, devoid of the vacant daze of his serious injuries.
It seemed he wasn’t joking nor lying; his injuries really had improved substantially.
What kind of body constitution is this? To chew on a pig leg and both restore energy and heal, if every Swordsman were like him, the Elixir Pharmacists of the Holy Court Continent would probably all become unemployed.
Mu Hanyan silently put away the Healing Pills and suddenly realized that none of the people around her were normal; they were all monsters, hmm... in a sense, she was the strangest of all.
With this thought, Mu Hanyan subconsciously looked toward Little Linzi, another little monster.
The little guy, not knowing when, had reverted to that dumb, silly appearance, holding an Eternal Life Lock in his hand, and lifting it before his eyes with a foolish grin.
Mu Hanyan recognized it, reached out, and found that the Eternal Life Lock she had picked up from Mo Yanhong had disappeared, most likely dropped during their recent scuffle, and had been picked up by the little one.
"Mine, mine," the little guy, seeing Mu Hanyan’s gaze, clutched the Eternal Life Lock tightly to his chest as if he were afraid it would be snatched away.
"Yes, it’s yours, don’t worry I won’t take it, you can keep it," Mu Hanyan said quickly upon seeing his anxious demeanor, feeling a strange pang of sadness.
Anyway, she had found the Eternal Life Lock and didn’t think much of it, so she decided to just give it to him as a toy.
The little guy, upon hearing Mu Hanyan’s words, immediately turned worry into delight, slipped to the side of the wall, held up the Eternal Life Lock and stared intently at it, his face beaming with a dumb smile.
Clearly, he had Innate Divine Strength and extraordinary potential but unfortunately was a bit slow-witted, sigh. Mu Hanyan sighed inwardly.
"How is the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond supposed to be used?" Mu Hanyan approached the Sword Cleaning Pool and asked.
Although Qu Shanling had made it sound incredibly mysterious, Mu Hanyan didn’t believe that simply sharpening a sword by the Pool would turn it into a Divine Artifact. If it were that easy, Divine Swords like the Chi Xiao Sword would be common as dirt.
"This, I’m not quite sure either," Qu Shanling said with an embarrassed tone. He had only heard of the origin and marvelous uses of the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond from his Master, but as for how to use it, he knew nothing.
"Seal the sword in the Sword Pond, use the heavens and earth as the furnace, the sun and moon as fire, refine the Sword Heart, cultivate the Sword Soul, and when the myriad Spiritual Essences contained within the Sword Heart Soul Cleansing Pond gradually merge into the sword’s body, inject your own Divine Sense, and once it reaches a state of perfection, the Sword Soul will acknowledge its master, and the Divine Sword can be forged," Ye Lanfeng spoke slowly.
"That sounds so complicated!" Mu Hanyan said with a headache.
"It sounds complicated, but the practice is simple. You just need to seal the sword within the Sword Pond. You don’t need to worry about refining the Sword Heart or cultivating the Sword Soul. Just wait until they are refined, then inject your Divine Sense to make it acknowledge its master," Ye Lanfeng said with a smile.
"How long will that take?" Mu Hanyan frowned and asked.
"That’s hard to say; at most several decades, at least several months. With good luck, it might be completed with a single attempt; it all depends on fate," Ye Lanfeng replied.
Mu Hanyan fell silent. If the time required was short, that was fine; waiting a few more days wouldn’t matter. But if the time was too long, she definitely couldn’t wait here for decades.
As Mu Hanyan was still hesitating, the Cold Sky Sword at her waist once again issued an urgent, buzzing call.