You call this the way of the sword?

As a pampered and spoiled young lady from the capital, Jiang Yuan possesses outstanding temperament, beautiful appearance, and a cool demeanor. Her inherent pride manifests as a sense of superiority, making her seem unapproachable and difficult to serve to others.

However, these are all superficial impressions.

In reality, Jiang Yuan is lively, decisive, playful, studious, and a little rebellious. She also possesses the precocious intelligence and maturity common among young girls, forming a contradictory complex that fits her age group.

Jiang Yuan was only one year older than Yang Qingfeng. At the age of 17, she had grown into a graceful young woman with fair skin, beautiful features, and a slender figure. Her natural beauty, combined with her elegant attire, made her more charming than most adult women.

Especially when she rolls up her sleeves, picks up a measuring tape, and uses her skills to cut and shape on the worktable, the way she focuses until a thin layer of sweat drips down her face gives her a beautiful, almost ethereal quality, like being in a painting, which leaves Yang Qingfeng quite bewildered.

God knows who just stripped him naked and groped him...

"Does this count as weapon crafting?"

"Indeed, clothing and other crafts are the foundation of weapon forging."

"Will it take a long time?"

"No need, I've been learning since I was a child, I can make clothes very quickly."

"Okay then."

Yang Qingfeng wanted to learn by stealing the techniques, but Jiang Yuan was too fast, and he didn't really find making clothes very interesting. After watching for a while, he consciously stepped back and waited patiently with gratitude.

It's the first time in my life that someone has made clothes for me by hand...

When I returned home after several days, there were some changes.

Tons of sweet potatoes were piled up in the kitchen; no one knew whose handiwork it was.

The hall has been newly decorated with many precious ornaments and potted plants, such as red pine, black orchid, calamus, and Buddha's belly bamboo. They are not only beautiful but also show good taste. They are obviously not the work of the Qiao siblings.

Sure enough, the three empty rooms in the attic all showed signs of being occupied.

The two little civets seemed to have recognized their master and stayed in two separate rooms that still held the lingering fragrance. When they saw Yang Qingfeng arrive, they bared their teeth and bristled, acting as if they were defying the natural order.

As for the other messy room, you can tell without even looking that it's Qiao Lie's doghouse.

"Great, at least half of the 400 million rent should go to him."

Qiao Lie's room was cluttered with books, making it hard to imagine that someone with such a violent personality would also have the habit of quietly reading.

Inspired by him, Yang Qingfeng impulsively pulled out a copy of "Outline of Ink Method Array".

This is a book from the cultivation cave, which records many basic formations in detail. They are the most basic of the basics and can be studied and learned independently.

During this time, Yang Qingfeng contacted Qingzhu, the receptionist in Zhoucheng, and learned that the three secret realms of the battlefield had not yet been opened and that all six materials were unavailable. There was no use in being anxious, so he simply calmed down, took a bath, and flipped through books while trying to construct an array with the help of spirit beads.

The two paths, Formation and Auxiliary, are different in nature, but their principles are similar, and their most basic learning method is imitation.

If external objects such as spirit pearls provide the source of power for the formation, and they are placed in the correct positions according to the path, nodes, and directions, they can merge with heaven and earth to form a formation.

Of course, this is just a simplified explanation. Yang Qingfeng understood after trying it once that the placement of the spirit beads required meticulous attention to detail. The absolute position had to be determined based on the size of the formation. If any spirit bead deviated even slightly, the formation would collapse and all the spirit beads would shatter.

A low-level spirit bead costs 1000 silver coins on the market, and even the most basic training array base requires 30 spirit beads, making the learning cost quite high.

After being blown up once, Yang Qingfeng triggered his passive ability amidst heartache, entering a state of unwavering focus.

Time slips away bit by bit.

Jiang Yuan was making clothes and crafting weapons in the front yard.

Yang Qingfeng arranged spirits and built a formation in the backyard.

The two of them went their separate ways, not disturbing each other, and the whole house was so quiet that it was as if no one had ever returned.

Until the divine talisman vibrated quietly, Bai Xiaoxing sent a message of reflection.

Yang Qingfeng opened it and immediately frowned.

The image was clearly taken from the depths of the abyss, and it was a close-up shot specifically of him.

Bai Xiaoxing said, "Master, be careful. A group of demons and ghosts, whose whereabouts are unknown, are searching for you everywhere. The leader is the Green Lion Clan, and one of them is named Ji You, who is said to be one of the most outstanding new talents among the demons."

Upon hearing the name "Green Lion," Yang Qingfeng thought of Yun Sheng. Looking at the mirror in his hand, he suddenly felt a strange sense of being monitored by a monstrous force.

He hesitated for a moment before initiating a communication with Yun Sheng.

With a slight vibration, Yun Sheng's slightly hurried voice came from the Divine Communication Talisman, "It's not the right time, Junior Brother Yang. What's the matter? Make it quick."

Yang Qingfeng knew immediately that she was in the middle of a battle, and quickly asked, "Can the spatial abilities of the Azure Lion clan lock onto me from a distance?"

Yun Sheng replied immediately, "No. But demons and ghosts all have noses like dogs; they can smell your scent."

Yang Qingfeng's eyes darted around, and he asked again, "Then how did you manage to suddenly have my image appear in places where I've been before?"

Yun Sheng's voice suddenly calmed down, and he said in a rather deep voice, "That's not space, it's probably time. You need to be careful, the Great Dao of Time is very difficult to deal with."

"Understood, thank you, senior sister. Take care, senior sister."

After ending the communication, Yang Qingfeng immediately transmitted his voice to Bai Xiaoxing: "Go and find out which of the demons and ghosts this year has mastered the Great Dao of Time. Also, mark the stronghold of the Azure Lion for me."

Before long, Bai Xiaoxing marked the Green Lion stronghold on the map using a mirror image.

There are a total of 4 locations, all in the central and western parts of Pingchuan, which happens to be close to Xiyuan Modu.

Xiyuan Demon City is a relatively low-level area in the entire Pingchuan battlefield. Newcomers from all races choose to train, clash, and adapt here, forming the first large-scale five-race battlefield.

This year's new demon and ghost talents entered the arena ahead of schedule, and their overall level is higher than that of the new human talents.

Based on the intelligence gathered by Bai Xiaoxing, Yang Qingfeng was basically certain that the demons' primary target was Xiyuan Demon City, and they would continue fighting until the secret realm opened.

Now that the newly promoted humans have arrived on the battlefield, the two sides are already locked in fierce fighting, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

"Perfect, I'll use you as a test subject."

Just as Yang Qingfeng made the decision, Jiang Yuan came running over excitedly.

Holding the freshly made "uniform" in her hands, she put it on Yang Qingfeng without saying a word.

With a black inner lining, a cinched waist and wrists, and a tight-fitting iron suit, the entire style of Hu clothing was inlaid into the thin black iron armor, making Yang Qingfeng appear tall, sharp, and unstoppable.

Then comes the real art.

In this state, Yang Qingfeng can only be described as having a natural physique, perfectly showcasing Jiang Yuan's craftsmanship and aesthetic sense.

As Jiang Yuan draped a sword over his head, put on the Asura Mask, and draped a round cloak over his head, his sharpness vanished in an instant, but a palpable sense of killing intent suddenly arose within him.

"Senior brother, please take a look!"

Jiang Yuan pulled out a huge standing mirror with a whoosh.

Yang Qingfeng looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, secretly marveling at the incredible skill of the craftsman.

Without exaggeration, for a moment he thought it was a demon descending to earth, just like the villainous lord in a storybook, so vivid and lifelike.

However, these are all superficial impacts. Just by opening the cloak to reveal the Hu clothing underneath, a sense of familiarity etched into the soul will come rushing over, as if seeing the chivalrous heart and the proud backbone.

Suddenly, Yang Qingfeng unconsciously straightened his back. Just as he was about to say something, he saw another ghost face rush into the mirror and come to his side.

Jiang Yuan also donned the cloak, assisting the ghost mask as it was being styled. "This is an outfit I've seen in ancient books, called the Efeng Fish Robe. Efeng is the first of the Heavenly Stems, and it's said to be the emperor's right-hand man... What do you think, Senior Brother?"

Putting aside the Heavenly Stem Emperor theory, just looking at the clothes, Yang Qingfeng sincerely exclaimed, "They're a million times better than I expected."

Before Jiang Yuan could feel smug, Yang Qingfeng suddenly blurted out, "Following this standard, give us another five hundred sets."