Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

The next morning, as the warm morning light shone through the window onto him, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

After regaining his senses, he took out the white brocade robe that Qin Yunshang had sewn by hand and put it on.

The brocade robe was of fine texture and well-tailored, making his tall and upright figure appear even more handsome and noble.

He walked up to the bronze mirror and quietly observed it for a moment.

Hmm... with his upright posture and outstanding temperament, he looks just like a noble young master from a prominent family.

After changing his clothes, Shen Wei pushed open the door and wandered aimlessly around the Wen residence, eventually arriving at the East Garden.

That was where Wen Yutang and Ye Qingci lived.

As he walked over, he found Wen Yutang holding a long sword in an open space, looking serious, with a slight surge of spiritual energy around her as she practiced sword techniques.

She used the Heavenly Wind Sword Technique, a sword technique that all inner disciples of the Fuyou Sect must learn.

Ye Qingci sat upright on a blue stone bench to the side, her features clear and refined, her gaze focused intently on Wen Yutang practicing her sword in the arena. When Wen Yutang made a mistake in her sword moves, Ye Qingci would promptly offer a few words of guidance in a soft voice.

Although Ye Qingci had never cultivated in the Fuyou Sect and had never systematically learned this sword technique, all sword techniques in the world are based on the same principle.

With her cultivation level and swordsmanship, it would be a piece of cake for her to teach such a cultivation method that is suitable for Golden Core stage cultivators.

"Wow, Young Master Shen, you look so...handsome in this outfit!"

Wen Yutang caught a glimpse of Shen Wei approaching out of the corner of her eye and was instantly drawn to his unusual demeanor.

His swordplay slowed down a bit, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration, and even his interest in practicing swordsmanship diminished considerably.

"Wasn't he handsome before?"

"He used to be handsome too, but he looked cold and aloof, like he wasn't easy to get along with."

"You're stumbling." Ye Qingci's cool voice rang out at the right moment, interrupting the two's idle chatter and instantly drawing Wen Yutang's attention back.

"Oh... okay."

Ye Qingci's gaze inadvertently swept over Shen Wei, her eyes flickered slightly, but she didn't say a word.

Then they turned their attention back to Wen Yutang's sword moves.

After about half an incense stick's time, Wen Jingxing's voice came from afar: "Yutang, let's go. I'm taking you back to the Fuyou Sect today to handle some sect matters. We can't delay."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yutang felt somewhat reluctant but had no choice but to comply.

"Fairy Ye, I'll go back to the sect with my brother now. I'll come back tomorrow to ask you for swordsmanship advice. I promise I won't slack off."

After saying that, he picked up his long sword and ran quickly toward Wen Jingxing, his movements swift and agile.

After Wen Yutang left, Ye Leng suddenly asked, "Could you use the same technique you used to kill that vengeful child demon again?"

"No, that technique is too powerful; it's impossible to use it here."

Shen Wei could certainly hold back his spiritual power before unleashing his sword technique, but he didn't want to.

Ye Qingci listened without saying a word, but turned her gaze to the blooming flowers in the courtyard and watched them quietly for a long time.

After a long while, she finally looked away and continued talking to Shen Wei, her tone softening slightly:

"The sword technique you used against that vengeful child demon... was actually my signature sword technique."

"Really...? Then doesn't that mean..."

"Yes."

Ye Qingci lowered her eyes slightly.

"Ten years ago, when I was still in the Nascent Soul stage and was carrying out a sect mission in the Vast Ocean Continent, I suddenly received a message from my master saying that he had something important to tell me and that I should return immediately without delay."

Is this someone revealing their true feelings to themselves?

Shen Wei was a little puzzled, but interrupting others during their confessions was not a good habit, so he just listened attentively.

"On my way back, I passed through the capital and rescued a young boy."

Ye Qingci's voice was soft, her gaze drifting into the distance, as if recalling that scene.

"Speaking of which, if he were still alive, he would be about your age now."

He was slightly taken aback; Ye Qingci's words stirred up some fragments buried deep in his memory.

He never imagined that he would remember those moments so clearly, every detail as if it had happened just yesterday.

......

At that time, Lu Chen, who was not yet ten years old, had just seen off Qin Yunshang, who was playing with him, and returned to his own courtyard alone.

Even though he knew he was born with a destiny of destiny, he never slacked off in the slightest, and continued to meditate and cultivate day after day, honing his foundation.

He remained focused and meditated for a long time until a gentle voice sounded outside the door, at which point he slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiao Chen, dinner's ready."

Lu Chen stood up, straightened his robes, pushed open the door, and looked at the woman standing in the doorway, asking softly:

"Why is it Mother herself who came to call me today? Usually, it's Sister Qiu who comes to call me?"

Lu Chen's parents were a young couple who married when they were still quite young. His mother, Chen, is still as charming and youthful as a girl, with gentle eyes and a graceful demeanor.

Madam Chen reached out and gently patted Lu Chen's head, her smile tender:

"We have distinguished guests coming to our residence today. You must behave well and not act recklessly."

Although Madam Chen gave these instructions, she was not worried at all.

She was always very satisfied with her eldest son, Lu Chen, because he was calm and reserved from a young age, and exceptionally intelligent. He could speak at the age of one and meditate and cultivate his qi at the age of three. His talent was unparalleled among the scions of noble families in the entire Lu family and even the entire capital.

Lu Chen tilted his head and asked curiously, "Is there a reward for good behavior?"

Lu's mother gently tapped the tip of his nose with her fingertip: "A reward... How about we have that little girl from the Qin family come to play with you again tomorrow?"

Lu Chen immediately frowned and resolutely refused: "No, she can't beat me at chess, and she'll cry."

"You silly child."

Mrs. Chen shook her head helplessly, her tone carrying a slight admonishment.

"She's so cute, and younger than you. Besides, you're her future husband. You should be more considerate of her and take care of her."

"I never agreed to be her husband," Lu Chen muttered under his breath.

"Hmph, you think like that now, but you'll regret it when you grow up."

Chen snorted softly, and looking at Lu Chen's reaction, she couldn't help but think of her own childhood.

Lu Chen's father, Lu Yu, was also cold and indifferent to her when she was a child, but after she grew up, didn't he turn around and dote on her every day?

The two chatted idly along the way, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

The maidservant gently pushed open the main hall door for the two of them. What came into view was Lu Chen's father, Lu Yu, who was sitting in the main seat in the central hall. Lu Chen had eyebrows that resembled his.

His expression was gentle. When he saw the two of them walk in, a smile flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. He quickly raised his hand to greet them, "You two are here. Please take a seat. Our distinguished guests have arrived."

Chen led Lu Chen and respectfully sat down in a seat on the west side of the main hall.

The distinguished guest visiting today is of very high status. Even though Lu Yu usually dotes on Lu Chen, he still has to follow the rules.

"Lord Lu Wengong, this must be your father's beloved son?" A slightly effeminate voice rang out. The speaker was the distinguished guest that Lu Yu was to entertain today. He sat upright on the east side of the main hall, facing Lu Chen.

His gaze fell on Lu Chen, and he chuckled, "Just as rumored, you have such a calm demeanor at such a young age, quite like the demeanor of Lord Wen in his youth. I am truly envious."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yu chuckled modestly twice, "Not at all, not at all."

Lu Chen looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person speaking was the distinguished guest that Lu Yu was to entertain today. The guest was seated on the east side of the main hall, facing him directly.

The man had a sinister face and a effeminate expression. Although he was not yet middle-aged, he was not young either, and his aura made people feel uncomfortable.

But none of this concerned him; he simply needed to sit quietly and dine with everyone.

However, because distinguished guests were visiting today, he had to adhere to the etiquette expected of a scion of a prominent family and refrain from acting recklessly.