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Chapter 210 is a rare item

Jian Ning's breath hitched.

She scratched her head, feigning ignorance: "So this sword is called Qingfeng Blade. The system gave it to me, and I put it in my Qiankun Ring. I had completely forgotten about it."

Cang Jin's deep pupils stared intently at her, then he released her hand, his tone returning to normal.

"That's true. Besides the system, how else would you get his things?"

Jian Ning breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that he believed her.

She wasn't really afraid of being exposed; she was just naturally averse to trouble and didn't want to get involved in the feud between her two masters.

The next second, Cang Jin twirled the jade flute in his hand and said leisurely, "However, what if the system finds Su Yufeng just like it did with me?"

Jian Ning almost instinctively held her breath.

Oh no, how could this have been guessed correctly?

She was on edge, her mind racing, when she heard Cang Jin's slightly disdainful voice.

"However, even if the system really approaches him, he won't agree. Especially with a brain like yours, probably only your teacher has the patience to teach you."

Jian Ning lowered her head, nodded hurriedly, and coaxed with a smile, "Yes, yes, Master, you have the best patience."

She tossed the Qingfeng Blade into her Qiankun Ring, lest Cangjin be reminded of his enemy by seeing it.

That finally put the matter behind us.

"Master, I'll keep practicing." Jian Ning tried to imitate the hand seals he had just made, but she couldn't get her fingers right no matter what she did. Cang Jin looked quite dashing doing it, but her fingers were stiff and unresponsive, like wooden sticks.

Cang Jin tapped her index finger with his jade flute and then raised his elbow.

"This isn't right. Raise your hand a little higher. Hmm, mobilize your spiritual power. Come on, shout it out loud. Make sure it's loud."

Jian Ning practiced again and again, failing countless times, until she finally managed to make her little sword move.

The sky, which had been dark for a while, is now almost dawn.

The rooster's crowing came from afar, carrying a penetrating sound that could not be ignored.

Jian Ning calculated the time; Cang Jin was leaving today.

Although she hadn't learned much about weapon crafting, the main reason was that she lacked the talent. It's often said that the best teacher for learning something is passion; she loved farming, and she could grow anything well.

She's never had any interest in weapon forging, with all that hammering and hammering, since she was a child.

When she was a child, there was a blacksmith shop not far from her home. All the hoes in the village were made by the blacksmith, and she was quite scared when she saw the sparks from the blacksmith's work.

I guess I've disliked it since I was a child, and it's not much different now.

“Master, it’s time for you to leave today. I will practice the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin technique on my own after you leave.” Jian Ning put all the swords on the ground into his Qiankun Ring and said solemnly, “There is still something I haven’t done.”

Seeing her keeping him in suspense, Cang Jin followed up and asked, "What is it?"

Jian Ning pulled him into the house, took out her Polaroid camera, then stood on tiptoe, leaned her head next to his head, and grinned.

Jian Ning took a picture and kept swinging it around.

The photos came out shortly afterward.

Jian Ning glanced at it and handed it to Cang Jin: "Master, keep this as a souvenir. Look at your cold face, I thought you were leaving, how sad you must be."

She held up the Polaroid camera and leaned closer, saying, "Master, give me a smile."

She didn't know if Cang Jin laughed or not; after taking the picture, she pulled it out and shook it.

Looking at the photo again, although Cang Jin wasn't grinning like her, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she didn't seem as indifferent as in the previous photo.

"Okay, at least we have a photo now."

Jian Ning was afraid that Cang Jin would leave before the appointed time, just like Teacher Su. Having learned her lesson last time, she was determined to take a photo this time.

Cang Jin's gaze was drawn to the Polaroid camera: "What is this thing?"

Jian Ning said, "This is an instant camera; it can capture everything you see and freeze it in a photograph. However, the image quality isn't as sharp as a camera. Master, do you like it?"

Cang Jin didn't answer whether he liked it or not, only saying, "It is quite a rare item."

Jian Ning could easily understand his thoughts. "Okay, I'll pack it up for you and take it with you."

Cang Jin glanced at her: "Are you hoping your master will leave now?"