One Person Per Floor, Sparring with Luo Li!

The two of them walked side by side into the cloud-shrouded First-Class Residential Area.

Using the Formation Token, they pushed open the ancient wooden gate to the courtyard, and a wave of pure spiritual energy several times denser than outside instantly rushed over them.

The courtyard was exquisitely arranged, with a small bridge over flowing water, slender spirit bamboo, and an elegant, spacious two-story pavilion standing at its center.

The price of two thousand spirit values was indeed well worth it.

Upon entering the pavilion, they found its interior furnishings equally complete.

Luo Li stopped and turned around, her glasslike eyes fixed on Bing Tianxiao behind her.

Though she tried her best to maintain her usual cool demeanor, the faint blush lingering on the tips of her ears betrayed the unrest in her heart.

"This pavilion is quite large," Luo Li said, parting her red lips. Her voice paused slightly, carrying a hint of warning. "I'll stay on the second floor. You stay on the first."

She added, "Don't push your luck any further."

Seeing her trying so hard to appear composed, Bing Tianxiao was practically bursting with delight inside.

But outwardly, he put on an obedient, honest expression and nodded repeatedly. "Got it, got it! Since the Heroine has spoken, how could this humble one dare disobey? The second floor is yours, the first is mine. I absolutely won't cross the line!"

He understood perfectly well.

Getting this girl to agree to live under the same roof as him was already an unprecedented leap forward.

This was undoubtedly the limit of what she could handle right now.

If he made another cheeky joke, she would probably fly into a rage out of embarrassment.

Boiling a frog in warm water took patience. There was no need to rush.

Seeing him agree so readily, Luo Li secretly let out a sigh of relief.

She ignored this guy whose mind was full of mischief, turned, lightly tapped off with her toes, and gracefully ascended the stairs to the second floor.

Leaving behind only a faint, tranquil fragrance.

Bing Tianxiao stood in the first-floor hall with his hands behind his head.

He leisurely flopped onto the soft, spacious spirit beast-hide sofa and crossed one leg over the other.

"Two thousand spirit values for cohabitation—this is an absolute steal."

After savoring the thought happily on the sofa for a while, Bing Tianxiao sprang upright.

"Can't neglect the important stuff."

With a turn of his palm, he took out the Profound Ice Spirit Tempering Pill from his Mustard Seed Bracelet.

His grandfather had left this thing for him specifically to purify Ice Attribute Spirit Energy.

Bing Tianxiao casually took out his Spirit Value Card and glanced at it.

"Ah, having money with nowhere to spend it is a kind of trouble too..."

He let out a pretentious sigh.

At the moment, he truly had nowhere to spend the spirit values he had on hand.

"There are too few spirit values. I'll see if there's anything good to buy later..."

Pinching the Profound Ice Spirit Tempering Pill between two fingers, Bing Tianxiao tipped back his head and tossed it into his mouth.

The pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth.

Bing Tianxiao immediately sat cross-legged on the wide sofa, formed a cultivation seal with his hands, and closed his eyes.

The ice-attribute spiritual veins within his body were fully activated, greedily devouring and refining the massive, frigid medicinal power like a giant whale.

As he entered a deep state of cultivation, a faint layer of dark-blue frost spread from his body.

Even the spirit beast-hide sofa beneath him and the surrounding floor became coated in a thin layer of ice crystals.

Upstairs, Luo Li sat cross-legged on her bed and also sensed the icy spiritual energy drifting up from below.

"This guy hasn't forgotten the important things after all..."

Afterward, she closed her eyes once more and likewise entered quiet cultivation.

Time flew by like a white steed passing through a gap; cultivation knew no years.

In the blink of an eye, two weeks quietly slipped away.

Bing Tianxiao first advanced his cultivation from the middle stage of the Heaven Integration Realm to the late stage, then began practicing a halberd technique.

Yes, the Annihilation Halberd Technique he had yet to cultivate before.

In the courtyard.

With a flip of his wrist, Bing Tianxiao gripped a long halberd, ice-blue from end to end and radiating a bone-chilling chill.

"Whew—"

He exhaled a breath of white mist, and the laziness in his eyes instantly sharpened into something blade-like.

His body moved, and the halberd surged forth like a dragon emerging from the sea!

Combined with his incomparably domineering spiritual power, it whipped up waves of frigid ice storms throughout the courtyard.

The sky filled with overlapping halberd shadows, each strike heavy and powerful. Wherever they passed, even the air froze into fine ice crystals.

The spirit bamboo in the courtyard was instantly draped in a thick layer of silver frost.

He wielded this fierce halberd technique in an impenetrable barrage, every blow accompanied by a shriek that tore through the air.

This was the result of his efforts over this period of time...

Just as he was getting into the rhythm, a cool and pleasant voice drifted down from the second-floor balcony.

"Your moves are decent, but practicing against empty air alone will always leave you lacking in real combat adaptability."

Bing Tianxiao paused, his halberd tracing a graceful ice-blue arc through the air before coming to a steady stop at his side.

He looked up and saw that Luo Li had somehow appeared at the doorway.

A breeze stirred her silver hair and the hem of her simple, elegant dress. She looked like an immortal maiden from a painting—pure and ethereal.

Luo Li lightly tapped the railing with her toes, and like a graceful white crane, she drifted down into the courtyard.

With a clench of her jade-like hand, the ancient and unadorned Luoshen Sword appeared out of thin air. A faint glazed sheen flowed across its blade as sharp sword intent quietly spread through the air.

"I'll practice with you."

Luo Li looked at Bing Tianxiao and spoke seriously.

Bing Tianxiao stared at the girl before him, whose fighting spirit was faintly apparent, and froze for a moment as several thoughts raced through his mind.

His halberd techniques were broad and forceful—what if he failed to hold back and hurt her?

But on second thought, if they really fought, it was hard to say who would end up hurting whom.

He grinned. "You're going to personally instruct me? I'd certainly like to experience that."

Luo Li shot him an annoyed glare.

This guy could not stay serious for more than three seconds.

"Enough nonsense. Watch my sword!"

Before her words had even faded, Luo Li had already turned into a streak of light.

Her peerlessly sharp sword qi surged like a silver galaxy, shooting straight at Bing Tianxiao's face!

"Good!"

Bing Tianxiao laughed loudly and advanced rather than retreating.

His halberd swung out fiercely, unleashing a deafening sonic boom.

Dark-blue icy spiritual power crashed head-on into silver sword qi!

Clang!

The crisp ring of metal striking metal echoed through the courtyard.

For a moment, Ice Shards filled the air as sword qi swept in every direction.

The two fought with remarkable tacit understanding, comparing techniques, movement arts, and their fine control over spiritual power.

Bing Tianxiao's halberd style was broad and fierce, like a collapsing glacier—unstoppable.

Luo Li's swordsmanship, meanwhile, was light and flowing, like the goddess of the Luo River, slipping through every opening.

She always dissolved his attacks from the most unimaginable angles.

One blue and one white figure intertwined and collided amid the frost filling the sky.

This was hardly a sparring match. It was clearly a beautiful dance of sword and halberd between two people.

After dozens of exchanges, they passed each other and each retreated several steps, landing steadily.

Bing Tianxiao put away his halberd and looked at Luo Li, who was breathing lightly, a healthy flush coloring her cheeks.

He only felt that she was even more captivating now than when she wore her usual cold, ice-princess expression.