### Chapter 157: Xue Yunjian
Yun Zhonghe was like a child who had just gotten his dream toy, constantly playing with the sword, his smile so big it couldn’t be held back.
“It’s very beautiful.”
He gently stroked the blade, praising it as he went along.
Mu Jixue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this; she had thought Yun Zhonghe would dislike it.
After all, it was just a very ordinary magical item sword, a bit better than Cloud Family’s standardized magical swords.
But even so, it had drained every last bit of Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu’s savings.
And seeing how he couldn’t let go of it, her heart felt warm. Especially when she noticed him constantly caressing the sword… as if he were caressing her body…
No no no! What the heck! Why did she suddenly think that?!
Mu Jixue’s cheeks turned red, trying to shake off those weird thoughts.
The sword I gave → This sword is me → Caressing this sword is like caressing me.
Mu Jixue’s crazy train of thought could embarrass even herself.
One can only say that the incessant dreams of kisses over the past few days had gradually affected her normal thinking.
“Thank you, Miss Jixue. I will treasure this sword and use it forever.” Yun Zhonghe pulled her out of her thoughts, genuine gratitude in his voice.
Mu Jixue slightly turned her face, feeling a bit embarrassed, “It’s not that much, it’s just an ordinary sword, really, don’t force yourself to use it.”
But Yun Zhonghe didn’t agree: “No! This one, you gave to me, and nothing compares. I’ll use it for life.”
Yun Zhonghe’s sincere words almost overwhelmed Mu Jixue. This yellow-haired guy always blurted out incredible things casually. Last time at the Governor’s Mansion, he said, “I only care about you.”
Really… This stinky yellow-haired guy was confusing!
But… oh well, if he likes it, that’s fine.
At this moment, Lin Zhongyu kept switching her gaze between the ecstatic Yun Zhonghe and the proud Mu Jixue. Her inner self was already doing happy dances.
Fantastic, Xue actually took the initiative, and it looked like it worked incredibly well. Yun also seemed quite pleased.
Lin Zhongyu was genuinely happy for Mu Jixue’s progress.
Because as long as they’re happy, she, Lin Zhongyu, will be too.
She couldn’t help but flash a maternal, satisfied smile.
Looks like she needs to put in more effort now.
Thinking about it, so far, because she had been helping Xue work through her thoughts, her relationship with Yun Zhonghe hadn’t progressed much, and Xue had even experienced indirect kissing, whereas she had only held Yun.
Thinking to herself, Lin Zhongyu couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Yun Zhonghe’s lips. They were elegant and natural, like a graceful note.
She wanted to know what Yun Zhonghe tasted like.
“Aside from that, what’s the name of this sword?”
Yun Zhonghe, oblivious to the girls’ thoughts, being a passionate lover of swords, completely focused on the sword.
Mu Jixue crossed her arms: “Name? Doesn’t really matter.”
Just an ordinary sword, no special name, not like some historic famous sword.
But Lin Zhongyu shook her head, “Xue, I think giving it a name is good. It’d be meaningful.”
She was helping again.
Mu Jixue’s fidgety hands brushed her hair, “Sure, then Brother Yun choose whatever.”
Yun Zhonghe seemed to already have something in mind, “Let’s call it Xue Yunjian.”
“Xue Yunjian?” Mu Jixue pondered the name, finding it a bit poetic, yet somehow off.
Her narrow and short train of thought finally realized it was her name and Yun Zhonghe’s combined!
“Wait, why this name?!” Mu Jixue finally calmed down, but her face flushed red again.
She was like a traffic light, turning red sporadically.
“I think it’s great. The name is beautiful, matches the sword, and holds significance for me.”
Yun Zhonghe’s frank admission made Mu Jixue feel bashful.
This just made it seem like the sword was their child…
Child… that happens after… bodily union…
Whooooo!!!
Mu Jixue’s brain overloaded, emitting steam, startling Yun Zhonghe.
Shame reddened her face deeply, making her little fangs visible as she screamed: “You, you’re impossible! Rude!”
Yun Zhonghe: ???
Lin Zhongyu: ???
Speechless with shame, Mu Jixue immediately ran away.
“Brother Yun, sorry, Xue’s old habit returned, please don’t mind.”
“Oh ha ha, it’s okay, I’m used to it.”
Lin Zhongyu hurriedly apologized to Yun Zhonghe for Mu Jixue, who waved his hand dismissively, “No worries.”
They’re buddies.
Lin Zhongyu was ready to chase after Mu Jixue, but before she took a few steps, she paused, looking back.
She stared at Yun Zhonghe intently, her eyes falling onto his lips, the taste only known to Mu Jixue.
Brother Yun, I want to…
“Miss Zhongyu?”
“Brother Yun, leave Xue to me, take care of yourself.”
With that, she rushed off to chase Mu Jixue.
Watching them disappear, Yun Zhonghe finally exhaled, returning to admiring his new Xue Yunjian.
“How beautiful.”
…
Mu Jixue quickly recovered. Now, unlike before, she could control her emotions much better.
Even without Lin Zhongyu’s soothing, she could stay composed.
As they walked back to their rooms.
“Xue, from now on we…”
“I know, I won’t act like I did before. I know what to do.”
Without needing Lin Zhongyu’s reminder, Mu Jixue had made up her mind—no more wild imaginings, no more guessing Yun Zhonghe’s mind, no unnecessary tantrums.
She truly wants to change.
But some things just need time.
In reality, Lin Zhongyu needed exactly this clue.
But for Mu Jixue, saying “I like you” was really tough.
…
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From now on, Xue Yunjian would be Yun Zhonghe’s cherished sword. Once back at his courtyard, he immediately began a thorough care routine, treating the sword like his daughter.
After all, this was proof of friendship with Huang Aotian!
After taking care of Xue Yunjian, Yun Zhonghe adapted quickly. He practiced the Qian Tian Nine Swords, Eight Desolate Sword Technique, and Infinity Sword Technique, checking if everything felt right and adjusting as necessary.
Much to everyone’s surprise, Xue Yunjian was surprisingly easy to handle with no imperfections.
Even more astonishingly, though it felt like an ordinary magical item, the spiritual energy flowed through it more smoothly than his previous golden sword!
This naturally led people to wonder if Huang Aotian had stumbled upon some divine artifact again.
