TSFLIP Chapter 368

Xiaoxiao…

The name caused Feng Guang to momentarily lose her focus.

Although she reacted quickly enough to block the Cold Abyss Sword’s attack on the child, the defensive formation she used was a bit late, which was why her hand had been injured.

“Your hand…” The child named Xiaoxiao looked on, confused and helpless.

“What are you thinking, you little brat?” Shang Baizi gently tapped her forehead with his finger. “The Cold Abyss Sword is a sacred weapon that recognizes its master. Do you think you can just touch it whenever you want? Now look what you’ve done—you’ve caused my junior sister to get hurt!”

“I… I…” The little girl’s previously haughty expression faded. She looked at Feng Guang, but didn’t dare to meet her gaze, now looking quite pitiful.

Feng Guang gently patted her head with her uninjured hand, squatting down to meet her eye level. She smiled and said, “Don’t worry, it’s just a small injury. It will heal quickly. But from now on, you must understand: you cannot touch anything with a spirit of its own. Otherwise, you might be harmed in return.”

“Mm…” Xiaoxiao responded absentmindedly, her clear eyes fixed on Feng Guang, seemingly lost in thought.

Shang Baizi spoke up, “Junior Sister, your blood…”

Feng Guang looked down and only then realized her injured hand had come into contact with the Cold Abyss Sword. Sacred weapons usually required blood to recognize their master, but as Xuán Qīngzǐ had mentioned, she could only formally bond with the Cold Abyss Sword after reaching the Yuan Ying stage. The sword’s cold aura was so intense that even a prodigy like her could risk being harmed if she tried to claim it too soon.

“Do you feel unwell?” Shang Baizi asked, frowning.

She stood up and glanced at the sword in her hand for a moment before lowering it. The sword vanished into the mist. “Senior Brother, I feel fine.”

“Fine, my foot,” Shang Baizi replied. “Let me take you to get treated first, then we’ll go talk to the master about you claiming the Cold Abyss Sword as your own.”

Without giving her a chance to protest, Shang Baizi pulled her away, just as he had when they first arrived.

Xiaoxiao stood in place, watching Feng Guang’s retreating figure, ignoring the whispers of the other children around her.

“It’s no big deal. Let her claim it if she wants.”

Shang Baizi hadn’t expected that when they arrived at the master’s place for help, the master would respond so nonchalantly.

The elder, with a youthful face but white hair, carried the aura of a sage. He squinted, as if deep in thought, but only Feng Guang and Shang Baizi knew that he was actually on the verge of falling asleep.

Shang Baizi called out, “Master.”

“Ah?” Xuán Qīngzǐ groggily opened his eyes and, seeing the look of disdain on his eldest disciple’s face, awkwardly scratched his chin. With a dignified tone, he said, “The two of you are at the stage where you can start accepting disciples. This year, you should each take one. While teaching them, it will also help improve your cultivation.”

Feng Guang and Shang Baizi replied in unison, “Yes, Master.”

And then came the faint sound of snoring.

As expected, he had fallen asleep.

After leaving the Mingqing Hall, Feng Guang returned to her own vast and tranquil peak. She sat at a desk and placed the Cold Abyss Sword in front of her. She stared at it for a long time, but after claiming it as her own with blood, she couldn’t sense any change in the sword.

“Could it be that Master was just trying to trick me when he said I might face backlash?”

She muttered, unknowingly questioning aloud. Suddenly, a voice rang out.

“Who is speaking?”

It was a melodious voice, as smooth and warm as a spring sun, gentle like a stream of water flowing through one’s heart. And most importantly, it was a man’s voice.

But no matter how sweet the voice, it couldn’t quell the intense alertness in Feng Guang. She slammed her hand on the desk, rising swiftly. “Who goes there? Dare to sneak into my Vast Peak?”