Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint

Chapter 630 205 Elder Yan: You... must not be reckless!_6

"?" Wang Mu.

Could he really sense that?

"You... where did you run off to again?" Elder Yan's eyes flickered with a cold light.

Wang Mu shook his head. "It was just a dragon, not a person. And mainly for cultivation, I went to retrieve the Five-Colored Divine Gold."

Wang Mu briefly recounted what had happened.

"Ao Qing..." Elder Yan murmured softly. "I remember, she is a disciple of Bi You... Hmm, so you're saying that you obtained the Five-Colored Divine Gold?"

"Of course," Wang Mu smiled nonchalantly. "Not just the Five-Colored Divine Gold, I've also acquired the Mechanism Creation Technique."

"Additionally..."

"What else?"

Wang Mu gently circulated his Rest Soil Golden Core, his body emanating an aura as substantial as the earth itself.

"I've also obtained the Resting Soil, and with the Emperor Earth Secret, I've already condensed it into a Golden Core!" Wang Mu said. "Otherwise, do you think I would have come back so easily? In at most one or two months, the Creation Golden Core will surely be condensed! By then, I'll be able to form the Immortal Infant you mentioned."

Having spoken, Wang Mu's gaze rested on Heroine Yan.

Elder Yan's gaze shifted evasively, and she responded, "That's... good."

"Isn't Elder Yan going to tell me what your situation really is?" Wang Mu asked.

"Say... what?" Elder Yan casually turned away, looking towards the distant Cloud Sea, yet her eyes seemed to still reflect Wang Mu's figure.

Wang Mu moved a few steps closer.

"What are you doing?" Elder Yan instinctively took a few steps back.

In her evasive gaze, there was also a hint of ambivalence...

"If you won't talk, then I'll just sense it myself," Wang Mu said.

No sooner had he spoken than he made a swift move and drew out the Green Blood Sword.

The Dual Swords hummed, a subtle sensation blooming from the depths of his heart.

At such close range, the Green-blue Sword flew over immediately, twining around the Green Blood Sword as if longing to alleviate its pangs of yearning after a long separation.

As Taoist Magic Level Dual Swords, they resonated with their owner's will.

Of course, perhaps that wasn't specific enough.

"Little Sword Spirit," Wang Mu called out softly.

WHOOSH!

All at once, a flash of light surrounded Heroine Yan's body, and the Green Frost Sword appeared in sight. The Little Sword Spirit flew out of it and flung itself onto Wang Mu.

"I missed you so much!" The Little Sword Spirit cuddled against Wang Mu, rubbing left and right, its eyes happily squinting.

"You!" Heroine Yan's complexion changed slightly. Her formerly serene, self-possessed, and cold demeanor was now tinged with a hint of irritation.

"The Little Sword Spirit is well-behaved," Wang Mu patted the Sword Spirit's head.

This Little Sword Spirit had much more character than the Green-blue Sword.

"Mm-hmm." The Little Sword Spirit, looking just like Heroine Yan, blinked.

"How has your mistress been lately?" Wang Mu inquired.

"Not good," the Little Sword Spirit hung its head. "Lately, Master has often been distracted. Although the house where I live has been fixed… it's still much worse than before… Lately, there have been frequent storms, and the little house you just built for me almost collapsed..."

Wang Mu was momentarily speechless. "Why did Elder Yan still agree to accept challenges from those from the Outer Sect?" he then questioned. "Her little house was about to collapse, even though it was hard to fix."

"You call me Elder Yan, so naturally, I did it for the Sword Sect," Elder Yan said quietly.

"How can the Sect's reputation compare to you?" Wang Mu said. "You're not a person who cares about fame and fortune; those reputations don't matter to you. Moreover, you are well aware of your own condition."

"What does that have to do with you?" Elder Yan retorted. "Don't concern yourself with too many things. Just focus on your own cultivation."

Wang Mu thought to himself, Heroine Yan's stubbornness truly hadn't changed over all these years.

"Are you not leaving this time, now that you're back?" the Little Sword Spirit looked up and asked, its face full of hope.

"Not leaving," Wang Mu said with a smile as he patted its head. "I'll help you repair the little house so it's even better than before."

"Yay!"

Elder Yan, at the side, slightly furrowed her brows.

"Go back now," Wang Mu said to the Little Sword Spirit. "I'll help you with the house in a little bit."

The Little Sword Spirit joyfully returned to the Green Frost Sword, circled Wang Mu, and then flew into Elder Yan.

Elder Yan's eyes closed. "Do not make promises lightly, as it might hinder your cultivation."

"Don't worry, it won't hinder me," Wang Mu reassured. "On this trip to Li State, I found a Supreme Treasure that can help you recover."

"I don't need it. You... take care of yourself," Elder Yan shook her head slightly. "Besides... these days... has your Sword Dao improved?"

Wang Mu thought carefully; the improvement might not be significant. Running around everywhere, he had been practicing other cultivation techniques. The Taixiao Sword Mysterious Skill was not improving quickly. The Seven Emotions Sword Dao Golden Core he had condensed... without other additions, was progressing steadily. The only breakthrough was on Heroine Yan's side. After all, he was the only one who had fully illuminated the Love Stronger than Gold Diagram. Emotions needed to be intense; mere longing was insufficient...

"No progress," Wang Mu shook his head.

Elder Yan fell silent for a moment, then glanced at Wang Mu. "Then come with me. I'll teach... teach you swordsmanship..."

Wang Mu was taken aback. He stopped in his tracks.

"Heroine Yan, practicing the Mixed Elements Heart Sword..." Wang Mu shook his head. "It's not good."

"What do you mean? Have you... grown tired of the Sword Dao?" Heroine Yan came to a sudden halt.

"How could that be?" Wang Mu said. "What I mean is, practicing swordsmanship that way benefits me the most, but for you, the help is very little..."

Underneath the Cloud Sea, after practicing swordsmanship for a while, the Little Sword Spirit's house had only barely been refurbished. It was quite beneficial for him. Mainly, it helped a lot with the cultivation of the Primordial Golden Pill.

Heroine Yan fell silent.

"Didn't I say before..." Wang Mu said. "I want to help her build a good house, and I've found a Supreme Treasure, which could be perfect for this purpose."

Wang Mu took out the Pan Yang Peach and the Yin Yuan Fruit.

"This is..." Elder Yan was startled. "How do you have this? Isn't this item only rumored to grow on the Moon Palace of Li State... Have you been to the Moon Palace?"

"Naturally," Wang Mu nodded. "The Resting Soil was also found there."

These were Divine Artifacts from the Moon Palace. They could restore the Physical Body and Primordial Spirit of those in Ascension. However, such items must be used with the harmony of Yin Yang; taken alone, their effect was not as good.

"On the Moon Palace, there's talk of a Fairy..." Elder Yan asked. "Is that Fairy beautiful?"

"?" Wang Mu.

Your focus seems a bit off.

"Elder Yan, you're joking. Am I not in the presence of a Fairy right now?" Wang Mu asked. "What Fairy on the Moon Palace? There's only an old crone."

Elder Yan gave an "Oh."

"Can this item help you?" Wang Mu asked.

Elder Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded gently, like a willow caressing the breeze.

"But for these items, if you want to maximize their effects..." Wang Mu said, "you can't practice swordsmanship in the Illusion Realm... you need real, rigorous practice with the sword..."

As he spoke, Wang Mu paused, looking toward Elder Yan.

Her gaze flickered away.

Wang Mu took a few steps forward.

"You... don't come any closer..." she said softly. "Your cultivation..."

"I know my cultivation is still shallow..." Wang Mu squinted. "But Heroine Yan, with your stubborn nature, don't you heed any advice at all?"

With that, Wang Mu moved closer, leaving less than a centimeter between them.

Heroine Yan turned to the side, not facing Wang Mu directly.

Wang Mu, beside her, gently tapped the Pan Yang Peach.

But before he could touch it, a strong backlash struck, making Wang Mu's arm tingle slightly.

Still, a faint handprint was left on the peach's leaf.

"You..." Elder Yan furrowed her brows and chided softly. "Your cultivation is still shallow, you haven't yet reached Nascent Soul... you mustn't... be reckless!"

Wang Mu said, "Elder Yan, from now on, don't hide things from me. Always asking the Little Sword Spirit isn't good."

Elder Yan huffed softly, without replying.

"Additionally..."

Wang Mu said, "I'm off to cultivate. Once I've condensed the Immortal Infant, I'll help you recover."

Then, he could be reckless.