The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Yun Fuzhao only understood the meaning of Song Ying when he arrived at Nanxi Village.

Upon entering Nanxi Village, Yun Fuzhao immediately noticed the enormous stone statue placed in the very center.

The statue looked very familiar. Yun Fuzhao looked closely and exclaimed, "Good heavens, isn't that her?"

Song Ying grinned, "I was the one who supervised the construction of this."

No wonder she took leave to go back to Nanxi Village for a while, saying that her cow had given birth to a calf and she had to go back to see it.

In the countryside, cattle are the lifeblood of rural people, so Yun Fuzhao naturally had no objection to what she said and went along with her.

"Why build a stone statue of me?" Yun Fuzhao looked at the statue and thought, to be honest, it really did look quite like her.

“It was a decision made by the people of our village together,” Song Ying smiled slightly. “Do you remember what happened with Wang Liang last time? Back then, the Ding family wanted to punish the people of our village. You asked Duan Wenhao to save the day and even provided them with a new place to go.”

The Duan family is generous and doesn't mistreat their servants. Our village's life is getting better and better. It's all thanks to you, Senior Sister Yun.”

At this moment, the villagers also came out one after another. When they saw Yun Fuzhao, they all smiled and said, "Benefactor, you've come."

"Have you eaten, my benefactor? Come to my house and I'll kill a free-range chicken."

"Come to my house, I'm a great cook."

Yun Fuzhao was flattered; the villagers were so enthusiastic that she was almost overwhelmed.

Later, she still went to the village chief's house for a meal with Song Ying.

The village chief's granddaughter is very cute, with rosy cheeks, like a doll in a New Year's painting. She's exceptionally adorable.

She was a little shy; when strangers came into the house, she timidly hid behind her grandfather, her chubby hands clutching his clothes. She stared curiously at Yun Fuzhao.

The village chief lived alone with his wife. When asked, it was discovered that his son had also gone to work for the Duan family.

The village chief smiled and said, "My son is hardworking and has earned a lot of money these past few months. He said he's going to renovate our house."

His tone was full of anticipation for the future.

After finishing their meal, Yun Fuzhao explained his purpose to him.

The village chief looked surprised. "We're just a small village. Do we really need an array? That must be very expensive."

“No money is needed.” Yun Fuzhao chuckled. “Nanxi Village is under the protection of the Boundless Sword Sect, so this is what we should do.”

"Sect Master, thank you." The village chief trembled as he was about to kneel down before her.

Yun Fuzhao immediately helped him up, saying, "You're shortening my lifespan!"

Song Ying smiled and said, "Our sect leader has a great sense of righteousness."

Okay, okay, stop praising me and I'll get arrogant.

Before leaving, Yun Fuzhao gave the little girl a bag of sugar cubes, saying, "When this little girl reaches the right age, send her to our sect. She's a promising candidate for cultivation."

The villager, holding the little girl, echoed repeatedly, "Mingzhu, quickly thank the sect leader."

The little girl clutched the candy and said in a childish voice, "Thank you, Sect Master."

Yun Fuzhao was completely charmed and patted the little girl's head before leaving.

No sooner had she left than a chubby little boy squeezed in, "Mingzhu, do you want to play in the mud with me?"

The village chief patted the chubby boy on the head, "Erhu, how old are you? Still playing in the mud? Don't corrupt Mingzhu. She's going to cultivate immortality someday."

Erhu laughed, his front teeth splayed out, "My mother said Mingzhu is going to marry me and become my wife, what's the point of cultivating immortality?"

The two families did indeed agree to the marriage. Erhu's family was well-off, and they even had a cultivator in their family. In the past, it would have been considered that the village chief's family was marrying above their station.

You should know that if a cultivator comes out of a family, it's considered extremely auspicious, like the ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke.

The village chief held Mingzhu in his arms. Yun Fuzhao's words had changed his mind. "Why marry? Tomorrow I'll go to your house and tell your parents to cancel the marriage."

If he could cultivate immortality, he wouldn't want his precious granddaughter to be confined to this small village.

Yun Fuzhao had already prepared the materials for setting up the formation.

She can only set up a third-grade defensive array now, which is not high-level, but it can resist ordinary ferocious beasts and external enemies.

Yun Fuzhao flipped through the materials and found that most array cultivators draw arrays by hand, but this requires a very high level of spiritual root; one must have a domain spiritual root.

Spiritual roots are extremely rare, which is why there are even fewer array cultivators than alchemy cultivators in the current cultivation world. Most people who want arrays will buy ready-made ones that have already been drawn.

Just throw it on the ground, like a firecracker, and the formation is complete.

Yun Fuzhao has five spiritual roots and cannot draw formations, so Qu Wangzhi taught her to use a chessboard to set up formations.

I've never heard of this method before; it must be his original idea.

To set up the chessboard formation, Yun Fuzhao only needed to find the corresponding materials, then place the materials in the corresponding positions according to the move order. Once all the materials were in place, the formation was complete.

After an incense stick had burned, Yun Fuzhao clapped his hands, "It's done."

A transparent barrier rose from the ground, forming a huge hemisphere that enveloped Nanxi Village.

Once the formation was complete, Yun Fuzhao bid farewell to the villagers and returned to the Boundless Sword Sect.

She felt she had grasped some of the tricks of the formation and was ready to go back and practice some more.

As soon as she returned to her residence, she saw Qi Huai leaning against the window, looking at her with a smile, "How's your study of formations going?"

Qi Huai was always elusive, appearing and disappearing like a dragon; she hadn't seen him for several days, so seeing him now was a bit of a surprise. "That's about it. Where have you been playing again?"

Qi Huai smiled, jumped out of the window, and walked a few steps to her. "Do you see any changes in me?"

"What changes?"

"Feel it carefully." Qi Huai leaned closer, his long, thick eyelashes drooping down, his golden eyes as beautiful as glass.

Caught off guard by the beauty filter, Yun Fuzhao was stunned. This guy's skin is too good! What brand of face mask does he use? Or is this how all foxes are?

She was lost in thought for a moment, and Qi Huai, dissatisfied, flicked her forehead lightly with his finger, asking in a reproachful tone, "What are you thinking about?"

Yun Fuzhao coughed and decided not to ask. She carefully sensed for a moment before realizing that his aura seemed to have become much stronger.

"You've become stronger?"

Qi Huai nodded in satisfaction, "Yes. My cultivation was sealed before."

"How does your fox clan view cultivation level?"

“Look at my fox tail,” Qi Huai said, his golden eyes crinkling with a hint of seduction. “Guess how many tails I have?”

Yun Fuzhao asked in confusion, "Isn't it four?"

"No. The seal was only half broken at that time."

Yun Fuzhao gasped. If half of it was four-tailed, wouldn't the whole thing be "eight-tailed?"

"You guessed right. What kind of reward do you want?"

Eight tails, my god, isn't that equivalent to a cultivator in the Mahayana stage?

Yun Fuzhao's expression changed upon seeing him. As expected of the young master of the fox clan, this was the strength he should have.

Qi Huai was pleased with her reaction. He tapped her cheek with his fingertip and said ambiguously, "Anything is fine with you."

That's a statement that could easily lead people to misunderstand.

Yun Fuzhao silently cleared the junk from her mind, and said with a deep affection, "Really anything is fine? Then I won't hold back."