The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

"It's...it's not really that much of a stretch."

Fu Ling turned his head away and didn't look at her, his cheeks and neck were stained with a faint blush.

Seeing his weird and awkward look, Ruan Xihe suddenly thought of something, chuckled and let go.

After dinner, a long sword appeared out of thin air in Fu Ling's hand.

This sword is attached with three feet of cold air. The hilt is slightly thinner than usual and is inlaid with a crescent-shaped spirit stone with a light blue halo. Under the light, the sword body glows with a cold light.

What a sword!

Ruan Xihe's eyes lit up. This sword was definitely not of the same grade as the one she had bought casually at the ghost market, but what was he going to do with the sword?

Could it be... that he wants to teach her how to practice sword?

"What is this for?" she asked puzzledly.

"A few days ago, I accidentally got this sword and kept it idle. Today, I will give it to you as a gift, which can be regarded as repaying the favor of a meal."

"Really?" Ruan Xihe jumped in front of him, tilted his head and smiled slightly.

"I am a man of my word, would I lie to you?"

Fu Ling's movements were a little stiff. He hurriedly pulled her hand and put the sword on it.

Ruan Xihe secretly complained in his heart: It's not like I haven't cheated before...

Last time I said I would wait for her, but when I returned to the room, she was gone.

However, what was unexpected was that although the sword looked sharp, it was as light as a feather and had no weight at all when held in the palm of the hand.

To make a sword so light and sharp must have cost a lot...

"I can't take it." Ruan Xihe shook his head and pushed the sword back.

"Why?" Fu Ling frowned. "If you don't like this sword, I have other spiritual weapons here. You can choose whatever you like."

Ruan Xihe: “…” So rich and inhumane!

But seeing that Fu Ling was about to take out another spiritual weapon, Ruan Xihe quickly reached out to stop him.

"You not only told me about the seal, but also helped me to unlock the first layer of the seal. I am already very grateful. Now you have given me a spiritual weapon. How can I repay this kindness in the future?"

Seeing how she was trying so hard to draw a line between them, Fu Ling felt inexplicably irritated.

"You are connected to me by soul contract. I gave you the spiritual weapon to protect myself from danger. Don't worry too much."

Ruan Xihe nodded, "I know."

Fu Ling felt even more upset when he saw her nod, but Ruan Xihe didn't realize that the atmosphere was wrong and continued talking to herself.

"But I can protect my own life by myself. If I rely on others for everything, I will lose the confidence to deal with crises."

"We have a soul bond and our lives are tied together, but have you ever thought about whether you can guarantee that you will be by my side in time every time I encounter a crisis? You can't guarantee that, because you also have things you have to do."

"Only if we are both independent and strong can our lives be protected. Do you understand what I mean, Fu Ling?"

"I understand." Fu Ling looked at her with deep eyes, and there was something in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

Ruan Xihe smiled sweetly, "But when I need your help, I will definitely tell you, such as the seal on my body..."

"Then why can you accept others' but not mine?"

"what?"

Ruan Xihe was stunned for a moment, and didn't react to what he meant. Then she thought of something and asked in surprise: "Was it you who caused the unusual movement in the courtyard that night?"

Seeing that he remained silent, Ruan Xihe had no choice but to continue: "But I didn't take it in the end."

Hearing this, Fu Ling's expression eased a little, "Just confiscate it. His spiritual weapon is rubbish anyway, and it will just take up space if you confiscate it."

Ruan Xihe: “…” Garbage?

Ordinary high-level spiritual weapons are called garbage... but they are the spiritual weapons that are hard to come by in Zishang Country...

"What about yours?" She was now curious about the grade of the sword in Fu Ling's hand.

"This... is only at the initial stage of the Immortal Grade..."

Ruan Xihe: “…” Only? That’s all?

Then Fu Ling waved his hand, and the sword disappeared in front of the two of them. "But the immortal spiritual weapon is indeed a bit crude for you. This is something I have not considered carefully."

When Wuying outside the house heard this, his whole body began to ache.

After His Majesty had locked himself up in the palace for a long time, he took him everywhere to find sword-making materials, with scars all over his body and sleepless nights...

After that, he forged the sword himself...

But because he was in a hurry to come to Ruan Mansion today, the sword lost one day of refining time, and its grade dropped from high-grade immortal grade to low-grade immortal grade.

But now, His Majesty has just wiped out all his hard work with a few words like "I got it by accident" and "it's a bit crude"...

"Ten days later, a secret realm will appear outside the city. There will be magical artifacts in it. You can go and take a look." Fu Ling said lightly.

"what?"

Fu Ling reached out and flicked her forehead. "What? Didn't you say you don't want to get something for nothing, and don't want to rely on others?"

Ruan Xihe finally understood what he meant, but then she asked in confusion, "Are you talking about the secret realm that is rumored to appear in the Dark Moon Forest?"

"Yes."

"But the rumor is that there is a heavenly weapon in there, right?"

"They can't say for sure."

"Oh..."

Ruan Xihe suddenly stood up with a peaceful smile on her delicate little face. She quickly moved and gently hugged Fu Ling, then quickly let go.

Then, she said again, "Fu Ling, thank you."

Fu Ling stood with his arms in the air, his body extremely stiff.

After a long while, his Adam's apple rolled deeply, his ears turned red, and then he mechanically lowered his arms and replied stiffly.

"It's just...just a small matter, no need to thank me." After saying that, he hurriedly disappeared from the spot.

Seeing his hasty escape, Ruan Xihe smiled slyly.

Fu Ling, this guy, looks cold but has a warm heart...

After opening the wardrobe and pulling out a mask, Ruan Xihe walked out of the room, left the Ruan Mansion and headed towards an alley.

After a long time, the figure slowly disappeared at the end of the alley...

Ghost city.

In front of Bailianfang.

Ruan Xihe showed a black token to the shopkeeper.

"Oh, Young Master He is here, please come in, please come in..." The shopkeeper was smiling, leaning forward with his hands spread out, leading the way.

Ruan Xihe followed the shopkeeper all the way to the private room on the third floor, and then the two sat opposite each other at the table.

"Have you found what I want?" Ruan Xihe tapped the table with his fingers.

The shopkeeper swallowed and hurriedly wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Mr. He, the things you want are indeed not easy to find..."

"Besides, even if we find the materials, it will take us a long time to refine them. I'm afraid we won't be able to take the half a month you requested..."

The shopkeeper stammered as he finished speaking and tried to look up at the expression on the face of the person opposite him.

But when he looked up, he remembered that the young master was wearing a mask today, and the shopkeeper quickly lowered his head even lower.

After all, the person in front of him was holding the highest authority token in the Ghost Market! Just one sentence could make Bailianfang close down.

“Knock…knock…knock…”

Ruan Xihe tapped the tabletop with his fingertips, causing the shopkeeper's heart to beat faster and faster.

"But don't worry, sir. Our people are doing their best to search for the materials you requested. Once we find the right one, I will send someone to notify you..."

"No need."

After Ruan Xihe finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

The shopkeeper's face instantly turned pale, and sweat poured down his body. "Master He, please give me another chance. We are really trying our best to find..."

Ruan Xihe, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped, interrupting the shopkeeper's words. She turned around helplessly, and when she raised her hand, there was something extra in her palm.

When the shopkeeper saw what she was holding, his eyes widened instantly, "This...this..."