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Ever since Xiao Yi had awakened from her deep slumber and reunited with Chen Xiaojun, neither of them had had a moment to spare.
Little by little, Xiao Yi had to regain control of the life force that had scattered into the depths of her soul sea during her years of sleep, sorting it all out.
Chen Xiaojun's days were just as packed. Affairs large and small within the Chen Clan, the Gaoying Tournament, outward expansion-including matters involving the Clear Sky Sect-every last one demanded his attention.
Still, as two people naturally attuned to each other, they managed to squeeze a little practice into the gaps in their schedules.
Their second Combination Technique, "Devouring Void-Cavern Attraction," which required a thousand hammerings and a hundred temperings to take shape, slowly began to acquire a rudimentary outline through those small accumulations and snatches of sparring.
The last four Sword God Pearls-Tai'a, Crimson Sky, Zhanlu, and Xuanyuan-had not yet become swords, but already possessed considerable mystical qualities. (Chapter 1178: Might, Sovereignty, Benevolence, Sainthood)
The Crimson Sky Pearl, the imperial-dao sword, had quietly begun to nurture the bearing of a sovereign commanding ten thousand swords. Deep within its flowing red light, a shadow faintly emerged, swallowing all the world's sharp edges.
As moonlight washed over the bamboo shadows before the courtyard, Chen Xiaojun knocked on the gate of Xiao Yi's little courtyard.
Soft laughter drifted through the window suffused with warm lamplight. Xiao Yi and Xixi sat close together beside it, chatting quietly.
These days, the sisters, so suddenly reunited, were always together, their whispered conversations as dense and unbroken as silk spun by spring silkworms.
The moment Chen Xiaojun rounded the vine-covered corridor, Xiao Yi's gaze swept over his face.
"Your muscles and bones are all right, but