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After Lin Chan had written the Chinese character for “sword” in Mao Nanbei’s hand, it took the “foolish” Mao Nanbei a long while to understand what exactly she wrote.

After all, having Lin Chan write in his palm meant that the characters would appear upside down for another person. Only those, like Lu Xun and Lin Chan, who are used to this type of communication would react quickly.

“Sword? What does that mean?” Mao Nanbei didn’t understand.

Actually, Lin Chan didn’t quite understand herself.

She just had an uncanny feeling that it was as if a sword was unsheathed in Lu Xun’s room!

Their rooms separated only by a wall, she guarded Lu Xun’s door after sensing his Sword Heart’s state – intuition told her it was best not to disturb her master at this time.

Seeing Lin Chan also couldn’t provide a clear explanation, Mao Nanbei said, “Alright then, let’s not go in. We were planning to pick winter dates together today, humph!”

Mao Nanbei hopped away cheerfully, carrying her little basket.

However, Lin Chan continued to wait obediently outside the door.

It was dark, then dawn came again.

Lu Xun was lounging on his bed, groggily opening his eyes.

To his surprise, his Sword Intent, which had been shrouded in fog, was continually rotating around his fingertips.

“Was I maintainining my sword-drawing state continuously after I went unconscious?” Lu Xun massaged his temple, feeling at a loss.

With a wave of his sleeve, the Sword Qi and Sword Intent in his hand dissipated cleanly.

After opening his character status panel, he saw that his [Sword Cultivating Technique] had already reached level 5.

“This leveling up was quite an ordeal” Lu Xun was lost for words.

He felt as if he had been tormented.

However, the gains were enormous.

He observed the little sword in his Sword Heart. It seemed unchanged externally, but Lu Xun could feel that it had grown stronger!

Only… it still looked dim-witted and devoid of Spiritual Wisdom.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. As long as you are not conscious, I can rest easy,” Lu Xun consoled the little sword inside him.

He then proceeded to assess the power of his current Sword Cultivating Technique.

The level 1 Sword Cultivating Technique had a critical hit effect of 200%. Before level five, the critical hit effect increased by 100% each level. However, when it broke through to level five, the critical hit effect soared to 800%!

Lu Xun felt that if he had leveled up his Sword Cultivating Technique to level 5 before facing Ye Sui’an, he could have easily given him a fatal hit which would have made his heart soar!

The enormous gains made Lu Xun’s mood excellent. Although he still felt a bit fatigued, the continuous feeling of growing stronger was truly refreshing.

As he opened the door, he saw Lin Chan dutifully waiting outside.

“What’s up? Why are you waiting outside the door?” Lu Xun asked.

Lin Chan shook her head, not revealing to her master that she had been waiting outside his door for a long time.

She simply grabbed Lu Xun’s palm and wrote in it: “Master, would you like to eat something?”

She felt that her master must be hungry by now.

Lu Xun nodded and said, “I am a bit hungry. Come to the kitchen with me, you can give me a hand.”

Lin Chan obediently followed Lu Xun, but a startling idea occurred to her.

“It feels like my current master is like a sword!”

She even had an impulsive feeling of wanting to hold her master in her hand as if he was a sword, and swing him around in the air.

As soon as this idea surfaced in her heart, Lin Chan immediately scolded herself for being an “unfilial disciple”!

“Lin Chan, how can you have such a rebellious idea!”

After admonishing herself, she couldn’t help but imagine herself holding her master in her hand, swinging his body around like a sword. This image made her want to giggle.

As she tried to suppress her laughter, scolded herself for being an ungrateful disciple again, and continued to imagine the hilarious scene, her shoulders would occasionally shake, and she had a hard time keeping herself together.

Lu Xun cooked three bowls of noodles. Why did he cook three bowls for just the two of them? Because Mao Nanbei would soon come over, lured by the scent.

Sure enough, not long after, Mao Nanbei scrambled in from the window. The little cat didn’t like entering through main entrances; she loved to squeeze through small gaps.

“Are you cooking noodles, junior brother? Slurp!” Mao Nanbei stood in front of the stove, and because she was too short, she had to jump up to take a look.

“Fourth sister, don’t peek. I have cooked three bowls, there’s a portion for you too.”

Upon hearing that, Mao Nanbei’s cat ears perked with satisfaction. Seeing Lu Xun still making the sauce, she waited by his side munching on her hand.

When the three bowls of noodle were placed on the table, the three of them started eating.

As she was eating, Mao Nanbei asked, “Junior brother, slurp — why have you this time slept for such a long time? Slurp —!”

Lu Xun just smiled and replied casually, “Nothing much, just had a bit of enlightenment, and I made a breakthrough in my Sword Cultivating Technique.”

“Ah! So that’s the case!” Mao Nanbei didn’t ask any further. Instead, she asked, “So, are we still going date picking later?”

What she had been pining for turned out to be the tree climbing and date picking adventure.

“Of course, we will.” Lu Xun didn’t plan to spoil Mao Nanbei’s mood; besides, the dates from the back mountain were refreshing and invigorating. They were beneficial to his recuperation, especially when he was feeling so fatigued.

While eating the noodles, Lu Xun casually asked, “Fourth sister, what level is your Blade Nurturing Technique at?”

“Me? I’m at the seventh level, pretty impressive huh?” Mao Nanbei motioned with her cat ears, she seemed somewhat proud.

She shook her Golden Bells, which could transform into two small swords anytime she wanted, and she could then say: “Old lady can chop off your head with one slash!”

Lu Xun nodded, praising, “Impressive, impressive.”

He saw that Mao Nanbei had already finished the beef in her bowl, so he chuckled and added some slices of beef from his own bowl into hers.

After that, he glanced at Lin Chan’s small bowl, even though there was still meat in her bowl; he nevertheless added more into hers as well.

It was fair treatment for all.

“Fourth sister, then… what level is second sister’s Sword Cultivating Technique at now?” Lu Xun asked again.

“The ninth level.” Mao Nanbei answered munching on the beef that Lu Xun shared with her. “Didn’t you know that the reason the second sister always meditates in the bamboo forest is because she is striving for the tenth level of Sword Cultivating Technique?”

Lu Xun:

Nobody ever told me that!

Thinking about it this way, won’t the Wooden Hairpin that the second sister always wears on her hair be really powerful?

After finishing her meal, Mao Nanbei lounged on the chair, rubbing her round belly satisfyingly, and asked:

“Junior brother, what level have you reached now? Have you reached the third level?”

Setting his chopsticks aside, Lu Xun replied with a smile: “Just broke through to the fifth level.”

Upon hearing this, Mao Nanbei first widened her eyes in disbelief while staring at Lu Xun, then her cat ears slowly drooped…

The little cat had shut down.

(ps: The first update, a long-awaited slice of life plot, seeking monthly tickets at the start of the month!)