Xiao Bai Teases Yingxue!

A few days later, Zhang Qingxuan and Xiao Bai returned to Spirit City.

The moment he stepped through the door, a slender figure pounced into Zhang Qingxuan's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

"Brother! You finally came back! I missed you so much!"

Li Yingxue buried her face deeply against his chest, rubbing against him again and again like a kitten attached to its owner. Her voice was so sweet it practically dripped with honey.

"Hey—have you rubbed enough already?!"

Xiao Bai's clear voice forcibly cut in, filled with undisguised displeasure.

"Hmph, what business is it of yours? I'll keep rubbing against him. I'll do it for the rest of my life!"

Not only did Li Yingxue refuse to let go, she hugged him even tighter, her words brimming with perfectly justified intimacy.

"You... you're simply... shameless!"

Xiao Bai was so angry that her fingertips trembled, her pretty face flushing crimson.

"Not listening, not listening, turtle chanting scriptures!"

Li Yingxue covered her ears and shook her head like a rattle-drum, plainly determined not to be moved.

"You dare call me a turtle?!"

Xiao Bai stomped her foot, her eyes nearly spitting fire.

"Whoever answers is the one I mean~"

Li Yingxue turned and stuck out her tongue at her, making a face infuriating enough to drive someone mad.

After snapping at Xiao Bai, she instantly put on a sweet smile, tilted her face up toward Zhang Qingxuan, and looked at him with sparkling anticipation.

"Brother, when you went out this time... did you bring me a gift?"

"Uh..." Zhang Qingxuan froze, momentarily speechless.

"No gift..."

Li Yingxue's lips immediately drooped. Slowly, she squatted on the ground, hugged her knees, and buried her face in them.

"Brother doesn't love me anymore..."

"Brother really doesn't love me anymore..."

Her aggrieved murmurs rang out again and again, growing lower and softer, like an abandoned kitten whose very silhouette radiated desolation.

Zhang Qingxuan looked down at this "kitten," who had instantly entered full dramatic mode. In the end, he helplessly shook his head, though a trace of indulgence flickered across his lips.

"I'll go prepare one for you."

Before his words had even faded, he vanished in a flash.

The moment Zhang Qingxuan left, the atmosphere in the courtyard abruptly changed.

Li Yingxue slowly rose to her feet, the innocent sweetness on her face receding like the tide.

She raised her eyes, her gaze like an ice-tempered blade as it nailed Xiao Bai in place.

"Tell me. Where exactly did you and my brother go these past few days?"

Xiao Bai folded her arms, lifted her chin slightly, and curled her lips into a provocative smile.

"Do I need to report to you wherever the young master and I went?"

"I'm his sister!" Li Yingxue straightened her back, her words firm and decisive.

"Yes—sis-ter." Xiao Bai deliberately dragged out the two syllables, her laughter laced with faint mockery.

"Tch." Li Yingxue acted unconcerned, but a thought quietly echoed in her heart.

So what if I'm his sister? No one ever said what kind of sister I am.

Seeing her fall silent, Xiao Bai seemed to suddenly think of something amusing. Her eyes curved as her tone turned meaningful. "Do you really want to know?"

"Of course I do! Why else would I ask you?"

Li Yingxue shot her an impatient glare.

"Then if I tell you, don't get all worked up, okay?"

Xiao Bai moved closer with a smile and lowered her voice.

"Who... who would get worked up!"

Xiao Bai's smile made Li Yingxue's heart skip a beat, and a faintly ominous premonition surfaced within her.

No way... that should be impossible...

"Ah, fine." Xiao Bai put on an act of sighing before finally speaking.

"The young master and I went to hunt for Soul Rings."

Hearing that, Li Yingxue quietly let out a breath and patted her chest.

Good, good... he didn't pick up any wildflowers outside.

But before she could finish exhaling, Xiao Bai suddenly changed the subject.

"However, we did happen to meet two beauties along the way."

"Be... beauties?" Li Yingxue's pupils contracted.

"Yes, they were incredibly beautiful." Xiao Bai's smile grew even brighter, her pace unhurried.

"And their strength was remarkable as well. They were both Title Douluo."

"Title... Douluo?!" Li Yingxue's face instantly turned pale.

"That's right. They even reached a cooperation agreement with the young master. I'm afraid there will be no shortage of chances for them to meet in the future." Xiao Bai blinked, deliberately sighing in a wistful tone.

"They truly are peerless beauties blessed with both strength and beauty~"

After saying that, she shook her head as if in earnest, wearing an expression of inferiority.

Li Yingxue froze where she stood, her fingertips turning slightly cold.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qingxuan was already alone in the tranquil cultivation chamber.

He sat cross-legged, his eyes gently closed, his aura as still as a deep pool.

Deep within his consciousness, the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram slowly revolved. Black and white radiance intertwined and rose, like the chaos of the world's first beginning.

His accumulated martial insights, foundations of Soul Power, principles of heaven and earth, and Daoist scriptures all became fuel at this moment, feeding into that profound totem.

The blazing righteousness of the Fire Virtue Yang Qi Art, the vast pure yang of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the utmost softness and enduring flow of the Nine Yin Manual, the graceful tracelessness of the Void-Striding Steps, the fierce might of Baji Fist... the mental methods, techniques, and force principles of each Self-Created Soul Skill lit up one after another in his spiritual platform like stars, weaving into a dazzling galaxy of martial arts.

The essences of countless martial arts and profound techniques continuously broke down, fused, and recombined within the Dao's resonance, gradually giving birth to the outline of a new martial art.

One month later.

The heavy stone doors of the quiet chamber slowly slid apart, and Zhang Qingxuan emerged.

"Young master, you're finally out!"

Xiao Bai, who had been standing guard outside, immediately hurried forward, her eyes full of anticipation.

Zhang Qingxuan nodded slightly, his tone calm. "Go invite everyone here. I have something to give you all."

"Yes!" Xiao Bai's eyes lit up, and she turned to leave with brisk steps.

Before long, Li Yuntian, Yang Wanqing, and Li Yingxue arrived in the courtyard one after another.

"Qingxuan, you called us here so suddenly. Is something important happening?" Li Yuntian strode forward like a tiger, his voice booming.

"Brother, I was right in the middle of cultivation!" Li Yingxue grumbled, but her bright eyes remained fixed on her brother, unable to conceal her curiosity.

Yang Wanqing said nothing. She merely looked at her son gently, her gaze carrying a silent question.

With a flick of Zhang Qingxuan's sleeve, three booklets made from special silk paper appeared out of thin air, hovering before the three of them.

"There are several cultivation arts here for you."

The three accepted the booklets and lowered their heads to inspect them.

Li Yuntian—the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Yang Wanqing—the Nine Yin Manual.

Li Yingxue—the Fire Virtue Yang Qi Art.

"These cultivation arts must only be practiced within the family and must never be passed on to outsiders." Zhang Qingxuan's voice was not loud, yet every word was clear.

"Once they are leaked, they may bring endless trouble."

After leafing through them for a moment, grave expressions appeared on Li Yuntian and Yang Wanqing's faces.

They both knew quality when they saw it and naturally understood how precious the items in their hands were.

If these Self-Created Soul Skills were spread abroad, it was not only the outside world that would covet them. Even within Spirit Hall, there was no guarantee that no one would be tempted by greed.

"Rest assured, we understand the stakes." Li Yuntian nodded solemnly and carefully put away the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

Yang Wanqing and Li Yingxue also agreed earnestly.

After watching the three leave, Zhang Qingxuan turned toward Xiao Bai, who had been quietly standing to one side.

He raised his hand again, and two more booklets appeared.

"Xiao Bai, these are for you."

He handed her the Void-Striding Steps and the Cold Ice Art.

"My understanding of the art of charm is limited, so it is difficult for me to create a method tailored specifically for you. These two cultivation arts can compensate for the lack of agility in your movement techniques, and use cold ice qi to calm and focus your mind, helping you better control your own ice-element power."

Xiao Bai froze for a moment. She accepted the booklets with both hands, and though the silk beneath her fingertips was cool, warmth suddenly filled her heart. She raised her head, a radiant smile blooming in her eyes.

"Thank you, young master!"

With that, she hugged the two cultivation arts tightly to her chest as though she had received priceless treasures, then turned and ran lightly toward her residence.