HEAVENLY CULTIVATION.
Floating Frozen Dew

While listening to Jing Yiran lending her a sword that almost never fell into anyone's hands, Xian Zi was wide-eyed in shock. "Yiran-shixiong don't be so merciful, you never lend the Floating Frozen Dew to anyone and again if not the master of his sword others won't be able to use it."

"true." Jing Yiran smiled slightly. "I'm just kidding."

Lau Luo, "...."

Inevitably, at the Single Sword Conference later on he would have to fight bare-handed for not having any weapons. But Hearing the Floating Frozen Dew could not be pulled by anyone other than Jing Yiran, Lau Luo could not bear to ask. "Shixiong, why can't your sword be used by someone else?"

Looking at Lau Luo who did not know of anything fundamental like this, Jing Yiran did not know whether to cry or laugh so she started explaining in a low voice. "It's not just my sword, Frozen Dew Floats. Unless all the weapons belonging to others will apply as well, if one has activated the sword by dripping blood on its surface if the sword does not resist then one is recognized as the master of the sword."

After a short pause, Jing Yiran again said. "And if anyone's sword is at hand, no one will be able to use it. But I've heard there are certain cases if one can use a sword that's already been contracted by someone else, and that's the scale of the smallest and rare to happen."

Listening to Jing Yiran's explanation, Lau Luo was a little more aware that if anyone's sword was already in question then others wouldn't be able to use it or just unscrew it from the blade. So using someone else's sword for his own use would be impossible, except in certain cases.

Deng Lun who from earlier was just silent suddenly opened his voice. "Yiran-shixiong is there anything else to hear for the Single Sword Conference later? I'll wait and listen to it."

Because Jing Yiran's true intention was to gather them just to notify the Single Sword Conference, for the matter of the Zeng-Tai Tigram Formation it was the affairs of the top elders so she shook her head slowly.

"There's nothing I want to say anymore, you can practice now.''

Deng Lun nodded then walked away. To put it simply from the start he had come just to be quiet, Deng Lun also did not need until fifteen minutes later he left again.

"...."

Xian Zi grabbed onto Lau Luo's shoulder. "You must not imitate that shixiong-second! Very, very irritable to talk! His brain is full to train and practice! Shidi, if you were able to brain-split inside, you would be surprised to know his ambition with a sword and enormous power!"

He also whispered and mocked. "Do you know the name of the sword? The Sword of Love Without Sound! Ah, just saying it makes my teeth hurt."

Lau Luo asked. "And what is the name of your sword?"

Xian Zi released her hand to rub her nose in a haughty manner. "My sword? You can recognize him as Zhui Yin, the Voice Chasing Sword. Doesn't my sword have a very good name?"

After Jing Yiran also went to take care of juniors at the other six peaks. Xian Zi directly took out a table and two sets of seats from her storage ring, not forgetting also the cup of hot tea on it and the slices of fruit per that looked still fresh, not to forget, Xian Zi also directly bit a slice of fruit per before she ate it. "Luo-shidi, sit down and listen to me gossip."

"...." - ".Lau Luo's brows twitched knowing that Xian Zi's storage was equipped with a complete set of equipment in order to be able to sit anywhere and anytime she wanted to be able to eat good food while gossiping. If there was someone who looked towards Xian Zi surely anyone could not bear to spit out a mouthful of blood because the hornets were not trusting.

Simply put, Xian Zi's storage ring was used for things like this, rather than filling the storage with explosive paper!

Or unusually Shao Yi Chen took another disciple to cover up Xian Zi's habits. Contrary to Xian Zi, Deng Lun's storage ring would be filled with explosive paper and all sorts of spell paper. Due to too many self-defense equipment, Deng Lun's storage room would not fit to store a single drop of water into his storage ring!

This is what is said that the attitude of heaven and earth has a great difference distance.

"...."

Xian Zi suddenly spoke. "Floating Frozen Dew Sword is a Yiran-shixiong sword that he rarely uses. As long as I was a core delivery disciple at the peak of Yilin, I had never seen him draw his sword once, and it made me worry.."

Back in time on that day, just in October snow froze along a residential street. One could see a puff of hot smoke from people's mouths as they spoke. A teenage boy dressed in sky blue clothes was waiting for an order of warm soup at a food stall. The air was indeed very cold as if it would pierce every cun of skin, but that did not mean there would be no wind.

Those sky blue clothes fluttered in the wind. Across the other was a person in his thirties, wearing the clothes of the owner of one of the peaks that showed his identity as one of the leading people.

"It's cold this time." Shao Yi Chen placed the wine cup on the tavern table, he also said to his first disciple. "Xiao-Yiran as your teacher I haven't taught you anything at all, to the point that I myself am confused as to what to teach you."

It wasn't long before Jing Yiran was accepted as a core delivery disciple at the top of Yilin and precisely under the auspices of Shao Yi Chen. But whatever martial arts Shao Yi Chen wanted to teach his disciple, Jing Yiran would master it first so until now he had not taught anything useful to Jing Yiran, even the most basic technique as if Jing Yiran's skill was instant and as if any skill she possessed, was what instantly fell from the sky.

Shao Yi Chen looked at Jing Yiran, after not finding any problems on his face he then took out a sword and Shao Yi Chen placed the silvery-colored sword on the table.

"Maybe my teachings are more or less useless, but I can give you a pretty useful item. This is the sword I got after having a tough battle and this is also a good sword! You can drip blood on it to recognize you as its master."

Looking at Jing Yiran earlier just flatly waiting for the order of the soup, there were now unconsciously lines up at the corner of her mouth as if a small smile. Shao Yi Chen who was looking could not bear to ask. "Xiao-Yiran do you like the sword that this teacher gave you? If you like it, you can have it, you also need to give it a name."

Jing Yiran picked it up then stroked the surface of the sword that was colder than ice inside the tea cup, and the coldness from the silver sword blade reached the tip of her hand, which was the tip of her finger, feeling the shivering air Jing Yiran then muttered thinly. "Satisfactory enough."

He then continued by saying carefully, his voice also sounded neither too low nor too high. "Because I received it when the snowflake had frozen and the air now felt so cold and the dew had turned into a cold crystal, it was perfectly matched by how cold this sword was."

Looking towards Shao Yi Chen, Jing Yiran smiled and she said with great politeness.

"Shifu, I'll name it as the Frozen Floating Dew sword.."