Singing with a Sword

The following is the main text of the novel "{?$article_title?}" ({?$jieqi_title?}) provided by {?$jieqi_sitename?}. Please enjoy! Normally, Ke'er would be overjoyed, but in the current situation, how could she be happy? At most, she would feel a little bit happy. The two walked to the back mountain and sat down on a rock.

“Young Master, Ke’er and Xiao Fan lost their parents when they were young. From the time I can remember, Ke’er has been doing hard labor to earn money to support herself and Xiao Fan.” Ke’er looked at the darkening sky. “Before I was sixteen, I did needlework and some odd jobs. Although it was very tiring, I was happy to see Xiao Fan growing up every day.”

As she spoke, she seemed to recall Xiao Fan's past voice and smile, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Later, Aunt Yun took a liking to me, and she took me to Chunhe Tower. Although I was forced into it, this line of work made money very quickly and in large amounts. This way, I could buy more delicious food for Xiao Fan to eat, so gradually, I stopped resisting taking customers."

At this point, Ke'er gave a self-deprecating laugh, looked at Yi Ranxiao who was always two fists away from her, and said sadly, "So sometimes it's no wonder that others look down on me. My body is indeed... indeed very dirty... Even though I no longer work in that line of work, history can never be changed..." Ke'er had long since left Chunhe Tower and was now working in a workshop in Jianling City.

Yi Ranxiao's expression shifted, and he immediately said, "Not at all, I've always thought Ke'er is the most beautiful sister in the world!" This was absolutely the truth, and he was not lying! Ke'er did those things for the sake of her livelihood and her younger brother. Compared to the women in the Hehuan Sect, she was far more noble!

Ke'er was delighted, but her face immediately fell, and she sighed, "Young Master Yi, don't lie to me." Just as Yi Ranxiao was about to explain, Ke'er stopped him, saying, "Young Master, is there any wine?"

Yi Ranxiao paused for a moment, then took out a flask of wine from his storage bag and handed it to Ke'er. Ke'er pulled out the stopper and drank, continuing to complain as she drank: "After that, Xiao Fan and I had a good life. Even though sometimes I would encounter some disgusting customers, I could endure it. I had to endure it for Xiao Fan's sake."

"But who would have thought that Xiao Fan, whom I raised with such care, would have an accident!" Ke'er finally couldn't hold back her tears. "He was so young, he had such a long life ahead of him, but who knew..."

Yi Ranxiao immediately comforted her, "Xiao Fan will get better! Ke'er, believe me!" Ke'er was only focused on drinking and crying, and her body gradually went limp, leaning to one side and resting on Yi Ranxiao's shoulder. Yi Ranxiao didn't pull away, but continued to comfort her, "In our cultivation world, even the dead can be brought back to life, let alone waking Xiao Fan up."

After a couple of sips of wine, Ke'er was already a little tipsy. Hearing this, she smiled and said, "Oh? Really?" After saying that, she took another big gulp of wine, but choked and coughed incessantly, spilling wine all over her clothes and soaking a large area.

Yi Ranxiao glanced down and saw Ke'er's breasts half-hidden, half-revealed, quite alluring. However, Yi Ranxiao's self-control was incredibly strong. He continued as if nothing had happened, "Of course, so Xiao Fan will definitely wake up, so Ke'er, you don't need to worry about Xiao Fan at all!"

Ke'er was a very simple woman. After hearing what Yi Ranxiao said, she believed it to the point of being 90%. The weight in her heart finally lifted. However, Xiao Fan didn't need to worry. What about herself? Taking advantage of the alcohol, Ke'er went too far again. She suddenly hugged Yi Ranxiao's waist and embraced the man who made her heart flutter. Then she tilted her head slightly to look at Yi Ranxiao.

Yi Ranxiao had long anticipated that nothing good could come of the two of them being alone together. If Xiaoru saw this scene, her impression of him would be completely ruined!

“Young Master, you say Xiao Fan doesn’t need to worry, but what about me? I’m Xiao Fan’s sister, his only family, and you’re Xiao Fan’s brother. Shouldn’t you worry about me?”

As she spoke, she shifted her body, pressing herself completely against Yi Ranxiao's. Because of her movement, she accidentally pulled at her clothes, revealing a semi-circular cleavage. The deep cleavage shone brightly in the moonlight. Being in the back mountains, in the wilderness, and with Ke'er drunk, a wild allure enveloped Yi Ranxiao's face. Adding to this, the use of the word "cāocāo xīn" in Ke'er's words made it easy to misunderstand!

At this moment, Ke'er leaned her face closer to Yi Ranxiao's face, her drunken eyes filled with charm and sleepiness. She opened her small mouth slightly and said lazily, "Young Master Yi, can you fulfill Ke'er's dream..." After saying that, she raised her head and was about to kiss Yi Ranxiao.

Yi Ranxiao smiled calmly. Having experienced so many blood-splattering temptations, his willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people. He reached out his right hand and gently pressed it on Ke'er's neck, and Ke'er fell asleep.

When Ke'er woke up again, she was back in the bamboo house. Although she was drunk last night, her memory was not blurry. She still vividly remembered Xiao's reaction to her. No matter how proactive she was, he remained unmoved.

Sigh, forget it. From now on, I'll stop being wishful and just live my own life!

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After Xiao Huan moved out, the adorable little girl, Xiao An'an, went back to live with her father. However, knowing that a new aunt named Xiao Ru had arrived at Shenfeng Hall, she insisted on moving in with Xiao Ru. Huangfu Cheng, helpless, sent her away. This little girl was always so outgoing! To be honest, he was busy cultivating every day and didn't have time to play with Xiao An'an, especially these past few days. The hall battle was less than a month away, and the entire Shenfeng Hall was immersed in a great wave of rigorous training! Everyone was working incredibly hard!

Especially Yi Ranxiao, on his first night back, after visiting Zhi Banjie, he went straight back to his residence to begin closed-door cultivation! He hoped to make a breakthrough in these last few days. However, fifteen days have passed, and Yi Ranxiao's Yuan Power level is still only at the mid-stage of the seventh level of the Transcendent Realm.

Aside from this, Yi Ranxiao's other techniques haven't improved much. The sword aura he recently comprehended has surged, even diminishing in power compared to when he first used it! This is understandable; the first time he used it was in a life-or-death moment, unleashing his full potential, thus doubling the technique's power. However, after returning and practicing the technique again, the sword aura's length is now only a maximum of thirty meters…

Besides the surge in sword light, Yiran Xiao's Divine Thunder Sword Technique was stuck on the fourth move, "Blazing Thunder". No matter how much he practiced, he could not comprehend the true meaning of this fourth move, let alone use it.

Yi Ranxiao couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed, after all, the Heavenly War was only three days away. Even so, he chose to go for a walk instead of continuing his secluded cultivation. In his previous life, before every important exam, after a period of arduous studying, he would put down his books and go for a walk the day before the exam; he maintained this habit in this world.

Yiran Xiao walked aimlessly until she arrived at the small courtyard where Xiaoru and An'an lived. From afar, she saw little An'an playing happily by herself in the courtyard. Yiran Xiao smiled, her childlike heart stirring, and she quietly jumped behind little An'an and covered her eyes.

"Who is it?" Xiao An'an asked in a soft, childlike voice, her tone filled with surprise. Clearly, the children quite enjoyed playing this kind of game.

"Guess what?" Yi Ranxiao pinched her nose and made her voice sound rough. But this voice-changing trick didn't fool Xiao An'an, who hit the nail on the head: "Oh, you must be Uncle Yi."

Yiran Xiao was surprised. He let go of her hand, bent down, reached out and gently pinched Xiao An'an's nose, asking in astonishment, "How did you know it was your uncle's?"

Little An'an pouted and said, "Because most people don't come to our little villa except for Daddy and you. Daddy is a serious person, and he rarely plays games with An'an, so only Uncle Yi is so disrespectful to his elders."

Disrespectful to elders? Yi Ran Xiao scratched her head. This young girl really knows how to use idioms. Am I that old?

Xiao An'an looked a little unhappy and pouted, saying, "Uncle Yi, you must have come to see Aunt Xiaoru, not to play with An'an."