Luohu was rendered speechless by this and said, "So you sent him over there just to have fun?"
Xuanxiao nodded. "Yeah. What else? Were you planning to have him comprehend some peerless cultivation technique over there? Let him enjoy himself for a while. Don't worry. He might even bring us a daughter-in-law."
Luohu chuckled. "Forget it. His comprehension might be decent, but with the spiritual energy density of that world, it'd be impossible for someone with extraordinary cultivation aptitude to emerge."
Xuanxiao nodded. "Good comprehension is enough. As for physical aptitude... can't we just mold him a new body? Great Master Xuandu, the First Disciple of the Human Sect, was created by me too. No problem, no problem."
Back in the water mirror, Xuan Mo chuckled. "See? Even your Junior Brother thinks this sword would be better off in my hands. How about this? I'll take your place and roam the martial world for a while. I'll call myself Li Fansong, a disciple of Wangcheng Mountain. You can return to the mountain gate and wait until your name has spread across the world. How does that sound?" As he spoke, he cracked his knuckles and looked at him with a kindly smile.
Li Fansong looked thoroughly depressed. "I still have to roam the martial world with my Junior Brother... Couldn't we discuss this? Why do you have to use my name?"
Xuan Mo chuckled. "I don't have a sect. How about this? I'll go to Wangcheng Mountain and become your disciple. Then this sword will probably be mine to carry. Hmm, that settles it. Your Junior Brother can come with me. This little fellow is pretty cute." As he spoke, Xuan Mo suddenly condensed some spiritual energy with Primordial Spirit Power, conjuring a ball of fire. "Is this fun, kid?