Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

A young girl descended from the sky, her white dress fluttering, standing alone, seemingly only to be admired from afar, not to be touched.

This is a woman dressed in white, exuding an ethereal aura, with exquisite swordsmanship, elegant and graceful.

Her figure was as ethereal as white clouds, and her movements were as fluid as flowing water, yet her swordplay rivaled that of a thousand troops.

Her sword intent was like flowing water, revealing a confident natural beauty in its sharpness, yet possessing a surprising and winning edge.

With long, flowing hair, sharp eyebrows, and an ethereal aura, her clear, bright eyes were unforgettable.

Holding the sword at my side, the coolness emanating from the hilt is incredibly comforting, like a gentle spring breeze, making me feel refreshed and relaxed.

"Father!"

She approached the Sword Master, who was still middle-aged but with graying temples and a dignified air, and with respect, from the bottom of her heart, called him "Godfather."

Her voice was clean and melodious, with clear enunciation, as if all the notes were poured into her singing, and her sword dance was like her singing.

As you walk, you are enveloped in a fresh, natural scent, much like the clothes you wear have a subtle fragrance.

Her thoughts are pure and elegant, yet subtly mysterious.

With undivided attention, her swordplay became focused and concentrated, and the combination of these two qualities made her unstoppable.

The sword light that just pierced the sky and poured down shone with a pure yet fierce radiance.

She exudes a unique majesty and essence.

This white-clad, pure and inviolable female swordswoman made everyone feel as if they were seeing a celestial fairy.

This sword energy does not belong to the mortal world; ordinary people can only look up to it in awe.

Amidst the phantoms, beneath the rising sun, her shadow seemed to be struggling to move between sword blades, or perhaps it was a frenzy.

"Rapid progress, congratulations!"

The two simple sentences, just a few words, brought a surge of joy to the young girl's heart.

Even the joy of breaking through to a higher realm after a year of seclusion cannot compare to these two exaggerated statements.

After saying that, the two walked side by side toward the dining hall.

The girl in white deliberately slowed down by half a step, a pure and innocent smile on her face.

"Godfather, how have you been this past year?"

"Very good, just a bit busy. His Majesty, that lazybones, is too lazy to even come to the morning court now. A bunch of messy things have all piled up on my shoulders."

These words were rather disrespectful, but the girl simply smiled and didn't reply.

Your Majesty's favor in appointing you to oversee the country is unparalleled. In the world today, who else can enjoy such an honor?

“If he continues to be this lazy, he’s worried I’ll rebel against him.”

These words from the middle-aged man seemed like a bolt from the blue, carrying the risk of wiping out nine generations of his family.

If outsiders were to hear this, it would inevitably lead to another impeachment.

That prince who was in charge of the royal family has wielded immense power over the years. Not only that, but if he harbors rebellious intentions, that would be extremely bad.

However, the girl seemed to have long been accustomed to these outrageous words and remained silent.

He thought to himself, "You've said this more than once, even in front of His Majesty."

However, His Majesty simply doesn't bother with you.

He continued his seclusion and continued to slack off.

You continue to criticize, and then continue to busy yourself with state affairs.

Even back then, when you were complaining, His Majesty once said with a smile:

"I'm putting you in charge of the country, not sending you to die. If you're really tired, I'll send you two concubines to relieve your fatigue."

"Three thousand beauties in the harem, go and choose for yourself."

Of course, this Sword Master simply rolled his eyes and said with a look of disdain:

"Women only slow me down when I draw my sword, I don't care!"

The emperor and his minister burst into laughter.

Those who advocated rebellion are still busy overseeing the country ten years later.

The person who said he would return to take charge after two days of seclusion has now emerged from seclusion, but he is still too lazy to come down the mountain and continues to be a hands-off manager.

These two brothers are truly baffling.

"He...is he coming back?" the girl couldn't help but ask.

"We will set off soon and should arrive quickly."

"I heard that he can finally start cultivating?"

"good."

"My godfather doesn't seem too happy?" The sword fairy girl asked, somewhat puzzled.

"For him, starting his spiritual practice was just the beginning of his trials. The gates of hell have been opened, and this path is fraught with uncertainty, with life and death uncertain."

The girl looked up at the dining hall that was so close by, then looked down at the sword in her hand. After a moment of contemplation, she said:

"The sword in my hand can clear thorns and brambles for him and carve out a bloody path."

"Let's go and eat."

"Ah."

"Aren't you curious whether the rumors about child brides are true or false?"

"Whether it's true or false doesn't matter. Anyone who can be valued by my godfather must be quite good."

Chapter 40 [Marrying the Witch]

During his cultivation, Fan Zui's powerful five senses suddenly heard a series of "uh-huh" and "ah-ah" sounds.

It's right in the garden, behind the artificial hill, about a hundred paces away.

Early in the morning, the garden was shrouded in mist and clouds, making it difficult to see clearly.

That sound was really affecting my cultivation.

Fan Zui's face darkened slightly as he withdrew his cultivation and ceased his practice.

Even within the imperial palace, there are those who commit adultery, seek pleasure, and study the truths of human reproduction.

Not to mention those people outside the palace.

Among the maids and servants, there are often those who have affairs.

As long as it's not too excessive, the old lady turns a blind eye.

If possible, they would be allowed to marry, which would be considered a good deed.

But you two are already doing it in the garden so early in the morning.

Isn't that too casual?

You two really know how to have fun.

I, the young master, don't even have any fun, but you guys are having fun by yourselves.

Outrageous!

Fan Zui casually picked up a pebble and shot it out, hitting the artificial hill amidst the thick fog.

A moment later, two figures rushed out from inside in a panic and quickly disappeared.

Seeing this, Fan Zui smiled slightly.

This scene reminded him of the witch.

If I ever have the chance in the future, I'll definitely drag that witch out to the wilderness to try it out and seek some excitement.

Thinking about it carefully, that beautiful witch was even bolder than herself.

Maybe they're even better at having fun than I am.

However, no matter what, in his previous life, he was someone with a 360TB hard drive, and was already a seasoned veteran.

Easy to handle.

Throughout the mansion, people were constantly moving about, busy with something.

After all, Fan Zui, the young master who has been nurtured by the old lady and the Sword Master all these years, is now going back to the capital.

Before leaving, there were naturally many things to take care of and many things to pack.

Everyone was busy, but Fan Zui was the only one who was at ease.

A person strolled leisurely along the stream.

Then, he began to cultivate in the river.

The name "Dragon Playing in the Sea" may sound suggestive, but it is indeed incredibly powerful.

Moreover, its power increases dramatically when it comes into contact with water.