The Wooden Sword Asks for Love

Perhaps it was because Tian Wenjin had comprehended the meaning of the sword at his side, this wooden sword did not go wrong again, and Qin Ran carved the array pattern completely.

He activated the array pattern, and asked Li Shiyin for a sword qi to integrate into the wooden sword as identity authentication, completing the making of the token.

He handed the wooden sword to Li Shiyin and smiled, "Take it, you can also comprehend the meaning of the sword." It was with this wooden sword that Tian Wenjin comprehended the meaning of the sword.

Li Shiyin happily took the wooden sword, looked at it again and again, feeling very cute and much to her liking.

The wooden sword was very small, designed as a pendant, just a little bigger than the thumb of an adult man.

Seeing that Li Shiyin liked it, Qin Ran took out a rope and threaded the wooden sword on it.

"Try tying it on," he handed it to Li Shiyin.

Li Shiyin was just about to reach out to take the wooden sword when she suddenly thought of something. Her big eyes spun around and she lowered her head and said, "It's inconvenient for me to tie it myself, Master, please help me tie it."

"Huh?" Qin Ran was startled, looking at the shy Li Shiyin lowering her head. When did this silly apprentice learn this trick?

He smiled and did not refuse either, took the wooden sword, squatted in front of Li Shiyin, and tied it around her waist.

After tying the wooden sword, Qin Ran looked up and met Li Shiyin's bright eyes straight on. It turned out that the silly apprentice who had lowered her head had been staring at him all along.

Those eyes were passionate and bright, making Qin Ran's heart race, and suddenly he felt some softness and affection.

Li Shiyin had probably been stimulated by the fox demon these days and had grown up rapidly, already transforming from a little girl with yellow hair into a maiden full of affection.

She had liked Qin Ran for a long time, but back then she kept that liking hidden in her heart, afraid that he would know; now she revealed it, wanting him to know.

Qin Ran smiled at Li Shiyin and stood up, gently asking, "Do you like it?"

Although Li Shiyin was shy, she did not evade or shrink back.

Although looking into her master's affectionate eyes and listening to her master's gentle voice made her heart a mess, as if ten thousand wild horses were galloping inside.

Her face was burning hot, but she still spread her hands very generously in front of Qin Ran and turned around him once, asking, "Master, does Shiyin look good?"

Qin Ran could tell what Li Shiyin was asking, but he answered, "It suits you very well!"

The wooden sword suited Li Shiyin very well.

"Is that so?" Only then did Li Shiyin lower her head to look at the wooden sword worn at her waist, held it in both hands, and said, "Then I like it very much."

The silly apprentice was so charmingly innocent that Qin Ran could not resist reaching out to touch her lowered head, feeling the silky texture of her smooth hair.

With her head lowered, Li Shiyin let her master stroke her hair, making her heart feel like a honey pot had exploded inside.

But after a while, she suddenly felt that this pose was very familiar.

She reacted that this was exactly like when her master stroked Chasing the Wind's big head!

She hurriedly looked up and shouted, "Master, don't..."

Qin Ran did not expect the silly apprentice to suddenly look up. His hand slid down to her face, his fingertips touching the delicate, smooth skin on her face.

The two of them froze in this moment, their posture very much like that of lovers standing face to face, with the man reaching out to cup the woman's face in his hands.

After quite a while, Li Shiyin reacted, the degree of intimacy with her master today had finally exceeded her threshold. No matter if she was a young lady of a prominent sect or the number one expert of Danyang, she could not stand it any longer.

She cried "Ah" and with a flash of her body, directly used her immortal technique to disappear.

In the air, there was even the overbearing aura of her Purple Star Sword Qi remaining.

With the silly apprentice disappearing, Qin Ran still maintained his original position for a while before withdrawing his hand and sniffing his fingertips for the remaining fragrance.

He closed his eyes, recalling the feeling of his fingers touching Shiyin's smooth and delicate face.

"This old man is moved..." he thought.

Then a little demon with horns suddenly appeared kicking him in the head in his mind, scolding loudly: "Cut the act! Still cultivating into immortality? Bring back your apprentice and secularize with her!"

Qin Ran shook his head violently, sobering up, and the lewd expression disappeared from his face as he became serious. He looked back at the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow behind him.

This Devouring Demon Weeping Willow was grown from a sprig of the original one. It was still small, only having just grown to his waist.

He had thought that it would be difficult to cultivate and bring to life the bloodline of such a ninth grade demon beast in an ordinary way, but this Devouring Demon Weeping Willow lived; he thought that even if it lived, it should be a new Devouring Demon Weeping Willow, but it seemed something was wrong.

"You're not dead, right?!" Qin Ran suddenly asked the willow tree.

The soft breeze blew by, and the shallow yellow buds on the swaying willow branches gently shook, not answering Qin Ran.

"You're definitely not dead." Qin Ran answered himself.

The split divine method of the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow could theoretically split out countless primal spirits, and it did indeed split out countless incarnations. According to Su Changqing's words, every speck of willow fluff was an incarnation of the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow.

In addition, the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow was a demonic plant that had attained awareness, it was a life form with extremely strong vitality.

How could such a terrifying creature possibly be so easily killed?

Even if it encountered certain death circumstances, it must have had contingency plans...

"You're definitely not dead. Right?!" Qin Ran asked again. Although it sounded like he was questioning, his tone was extremely certain.

If he was not uncertain whether the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow was dead or alive, Qin Ran would not have to come here every day to keep watch on this willow tree...

These days he came here every day to sit here. Was it because he valued this willow tree greatly? Was it because he really liked the lake Li Shiyin had dug out? Was it because he was very proud of the guardian mountain formation he had set up?

No, it was none of those. It was just that he was worried all along that the Devouring Demon Weeping Willow had not died, so he came here every day to stand guard.

And just then, in the moment when Tian Wenjin comprehended the meaning of the sword, this willow tree finally moved at last.

Qin Ran confronted this willow tree for a long time. There was only the sound of the wind blowing on the lake around them. The willow branches swayed gently, while he had an extremely serious expression on his face, looking rather foolish.

After a long time, the willow tree still did not make any movement at all. Qin Ran retreated and sat back down on the chair, took out another piece of wood, and started carving a little tiger.

No one knew how much time passed. Chasing the Wind's silly loud voice shouted from outside the mist, "Dad... it's me! Chasing the Wind!!"

But although he had shouted two or three times today, he still did not see Qin Ran come to open the door for him. Instead, it was Li Shiyin who came out first with the token.

"Hey? How can you come out?" Chasing the Wind's eyes lit up as he asked Li Shiyin.

Li Shiyin showed him the wooden sword pendant at her waist proudly, laughing, "Look at the token my master whittled for me, doesn't it look good?!"

"Give it to me, okay?" Chasing the Wind raised his paws wanting to grab the pendant.

Li Shiyin reacted swiftly, turned around, and ran back into the mist. Chasing the Wind chased after Li Shiyin and soon they returned to Dan Peak.

As the two chased and ran, they arrived at the lakeside and saw Qin Ran on the other side of the lake next to the willow tree, sitting on a chair, fallen asleep.

He held a knife in one hand and a half-carved little tiger in the other. It looked like he had been carving wood halfway when he suddenly fell asleep.

"Dad is tired too?" Chasing the Wind's eyes widened.

"Look..." Li Shiyin pointed at the wooden tiger carving in Qin Ran's hand and said to Chasing the Wind, "That's your token."

At this time, the two silly children still hadn't noticed the severity of the problem. Qin Ran beside the willow tree, his primordial spirit was no longer in his body!