As he spoke, his mouth grew dry. He glanced at Xie Xiyan and realized that Xie Xiyan was engrossed in his own work and not listening to him at all. He felt a lump in his throat.

"You...you brat, I said so much, but you didn't listen to a single word. You're driving me crazy!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiyan looked at him leisurely, a sweet smile on her lips: "Master, please don't say anything more. She likes it, and I want to give it to her."

"Let alone something that only took a few years to acquire, even if it took a thousand or ten thousand years, I would be willing to give it to her as long as she likes it."

"Hey...you little rascal." Hearing this, Ling Xuzi was helpless and couldn't help but tease, "You've really fallen for that little girl's tricks in this lifetime."

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiyan smiled slightly: "I'm willing."

……

After some time, with Ling Xuzi's help, Xie Xiyan successfully broke the restriction on his side using the divine sword in his hand.

Seeing the barrier open, Yun Qingyi's eyes lit up.

He opened it, so now it's my turn. Thinking about this, I felt a little excited. Great! I can finally go out and get that magical artifact.

But on the surface, he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

"Fellow Daoist Yun," Xie Xiyan smiled at Yun Qingyi, "Stand back a bit, I'm about to begin my attack."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyi deftly stood far away, waiting for his next move.

Under Ling Xuzi's powerful spiritual energy, the surrounding air seemed to distort, and a hole was vaguely formed directly in front of him.

Upon seeing this, Xie Xiyan's eyes sharpened. His high ponytail fluttered wildly due to the fluctuations of spiritual energy. He picked up the divine sword in his hand, condensed boundless spiritual energy, leaped up, and slashed towards the cave entrance.

In an instant, a surge of powerful spiritual energy rushed toward Yun Qingyi, accompanied by several golden rays.

When the golden light touched the space around Yun Qingyi, it seemed as if something was breaking.

After this move, the cave entrance quickly merged and disappeared, as if it had never existed. Xie Xiyan was no longer there; only an endless space remained.

A short while later, the world spun around, and Yun Qingyi returned to the palace where the mirror artifact was kept.

……

"Kid, are you satisfied now?" Ling Xuzi floated beside Xie Xiyan, looking at him with disdain. "Tsk tsk tsk, putting on an act for love again."

He then gloated, "How was it, my good disciple? It must have been tough running out of spiritual energy, huh? Hehe."

At this moment, Xie Xiyan held a heavy sword stuck in the ground, and due to exhaustion, he could only kneel on one knee.

Half of his long, black ponytail fell to his chest, a faint trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face was slightly pale.

"Ha ha……"

“Well worth it.”

"Hmm?" Ling Xuzi asked, somewhat puzzled. "What's worth it? You've exhausted your spiritual energy, what's worth it?"

"Besides, we clearly didn't need that much spiritual power just now."

Xie Xiyan paused for a moment, a carefree smile playing on his lips. He slung his heavy sword over his shoulder and walked out of the palace, saying to Ling Xuzi as he went, "I told you, Master, you're an old-fashioned person."

"No wonder you've lived all these years and still haven't found a wife."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xuzi's beard trembled with anger: "You brat, how dare you talk like that? With that confident look on your face, tell me, what you just did was worth it."

Zhang Yang chuckled, having somehow found a piece of seaweed and put it in his mouth. "Qingyi is a very strong person. As the saying goes, strong people like strong people. My actions just now will definitely catch her eye."

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