Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 107 Jing Shu, thank you, keeping it from the master, no.

"......"

Jing Shu paused for a moment, then turned to look at Jing You, raising an eyebrow. "Well, you've even learned to threaten me with your master now."

“This isn’t a threat at all,” Jingyou said with a grin. “It’s simply the truth.”

Jingyou didn't need to push Jingshu any further. "I'm going now, brother, you should get some rest!"

Jing Shu watched Jing You's figure walk further and further away, shook his head helplessly, and turned back.

When Jing Shu returned to the inner room, he saw Jing Ran, who was already dressed and combing his hair. He was a little surprised that he had woken up so early, but he still went forward to take the comb that Jing Ran handed him, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, why are you getting up so early to go out? What are you doing?" Jing Ran asked calmly.

"Nothing much, just asked Xiaoyou to go out and buy some food." Jing Shu styled Jing Ran's hair in the same way he used before, but the hairband he used was still the one he had given her.

Jingran remembered the food box left at the door yesterday, and then he remembered what the Nascent Soul had told him. "Have you told the sect leader about his participation in the sect competition?"

Jing Shu nodded. "Yes, I've already spoken to the sect leader. He can arrange for him to be included in the list of participating disciples."

Jing Shu put down the wooden comb and sat down next to Jing Ran.

"Let's not talk about that for now, Aran. Now that the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword has awakened, let it come out now. We need to get some information from it."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ran said nothing more and summoned the Snow Condensation Sword. As soon as the Snow Condensation Sword appeared, it flew to Jing Shu's front, and then Jing Shu heard the sword spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword speak.

"Jing Shu, thank you. It's wrong to keep it from my master."

Although the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword was asleep, it could still hear sounds from the outside world because it had absorbed Jing Shu's blood before.

Although Jing Shu used his own blood to help it wake up early, it was very grateful to him. But its master was the most important person, and Jing Shu was wrong to lie to his master.

Jing Shu chuckled, glanced at Jing Ran, nodded and said, "No need to thank me. I know I was wrong, and Ran has already forgiven me."

The sword spirit had just learned to speak and couldn't even form coherent sentences, but it still thanked him immediately and explained why it had complained. Therefore, Jing Shu wasn't angry about its complaining behavior.

Hearing that Jing Shu had admitted his mistake and obtained his master's forgiveness, the sword spirit was satisfied, and its voice became much more cheerful.

"Jing Shu, you know your mistakes and are willing to correct them. You are a good disciple, Master..."

Before the sword spirit could finish speaking, it was silenced by a warning transmitted by Jing Ran.

Jing Shu didn't pay attention to that and asked the sword spirit of Xue Ning about his master, "Xue Ning, why did our master become like this? Where are the rest of his divine consciousness?"

Speaking of this, the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword suddenly became agitated, seemingly extremely angry.

"A divine weapon! The Kunlun Mountains! A sneak attack! Damn it!"

As Jingran listened to what the sword spirit of Xue Ning Sword said, something seemed to flash through his mind, but just as he was about to recall it carefully, he could no longer remember it.

This made him somewhat irritable, and his fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the table, which was noticed by Jing Shu, who had been observing him.

The next second, Jing Shu gently took the hand that was tapping on the table into his palm, silently comforting Jing Ran.

Jing Ran gradually calmed down and listened to the conversation between the man and the sword.

"You mean, two years ago, some bad guys used a divine weapon to ambush Master in the Kunlun Mountains?"

Based on the information provided by the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword, Jing Shu made a guess.

Xue Ning Sword swung its blade violently from side to side. "No! Nobody's here! It's a divine weapon! It's broken!"

"The one who ambushed Master wasn't human, was it that new divine artifact that suddenly appeared two years ago?!"

Upon hearing this, the sword spirit of Xue Ning Sword swung the blade up and down, "Yes! It's not normal!"

"The artifact is pretending to be innocent! It's attacking its master! I'm useless in protecting my master."

When the last two words were spoken, the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword became somber.

The divine artifact could completely overwhelm it. It resisted and protected its master, but the artifact only needed one move to severely injure it. If its master hadn't forcibly split its divine consciousness and sent it out with him, it would have been killed by the artifact long ago.

After Jingran got drunk and was provoked by Jingshu, the seal loosened slightly for a moment, waking it from its slumber. However, it was too weak to convey what it knew to its master, and was ultimately forced to fall back into slumber.

“That’s not true. You are useful.” Jing Ran looked at Xue Ning Sword seriously and said, “My memories have been sealed, and I need you to tell me all this. You are the clue I left behind.”

Hearing its master's comforting words, the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword instantly lit up. It was useful to its master!

"Then why did this divine artifact ambush Master? And why did Master split his divine consciousness after discovering it?" Jing Shu continued to ask.

"The artifact wants to possess my body! You madman!" the sword spirit of Xue Ning said hatefully.

Jing Shu recalled the spiritual power he had extracted from the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword, pondered for a while, and unconsciously pinched Jing Ran's fingertips.

It wasn't the evil cultivators who harmed their master, but this divine artifact. However, the faint red he saw that day wasn't fake either.

Jing Shu concealed the emotions in his eyes and continued to ask, "Where are Master's other divine senses now?"

"Master's divine sense, Kunlun Mountains! Failed! The divine artifact cannot be separated!"

"Aran, let's go to the Kunlun Mountains today." Upon hearing this, Jing Shu said to Jing Ran. Now that they knew where their master's divine sense was, they could set off.

Upon hearing this, the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

In truth, it hadn't fully absorbed the heart's blood Jing Shu had given it yet. Although it didn't know why Jing Shu's heart's blood was so potent, the sword spirit knew this was its chance to transform. This time, it would definitely protect its master!

“No, your body…” Jingran disagreed.

"I'm all better now, really."

Jing Shu looked at Jing Ran with a serious expression, and even placed Jing Ran's hand on his chest, fearing that Jing Ran might not believe him.

"If Aran doesn't believe me, she can see for herself."

Jingran knew, of course, that Jingshu had almost recovered. He just wanted Jingshu to rest for a couple more days, but looking at Jingshu like this, he knew that even if he forced Jingshu to rest properly, he wouldn't really listen.

Knowing she couldn't persuade him, Jingran didn't intend to continue, but...

Jing Ran pressed Jing Shu's full pectoral muscles and commented in a flat tone, "They are indeed quite good."

Jing Shu: "..."

He felt that Aran was flirting with him, but he had no proof.