There's no comparison.
Compared to the Light Goddess Butterfly, the nearby Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Soft Bone Rabbit were simply unremarkable, nothing special.
Ning Rongrong, how could she not see the change in Sword Grandpa Chen Xin's expression, said with a mischievous smile.
"Sword Grandpa, isn't the snowman Qingling made beautiful?"
"Ah… yes, the butterfly is too beautiful."
"Er… Rongrong, let me explain…"
If it weren't for Ning Rongrong's reminder, Chen Xin would have forgotten that there was also a Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and a Soft Bone Rabbit built nearby.
"No need to explain, Sword Grandpa, Rongrong admits defeat. The snowman I built is far inferior to Sister Qingling's."
Chen Xin chuckled dryly. "Alright, alright, you two have fun, I won't bother you."
Without waiting for Ning Rongrong to speak, he turned and flew away on his sword.
Watching the Sword Grandpa's disappearing back, Ning Rongrong pouted, her cheeks flushed.
"Really, Sword Grandpa won't even play with me for a while."
Xiao Wu giggled. "Rongrong, you just like to tease people."
"Xiao Wu, why are you doing this~ Don't expose me, I just wanted to see how Sword Grandpa would react."
"Hahahaha!"
Chen Qingling and the others spent three days playing, thoroughly enjoying themselves. On the fourth day, a ray of light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the pristine, snow-covered ground.
"It's not snowing today! Yay, yay!"
"Yes, finally no snow. Qingling-jie and Rongrong, you two can go get your spirit rings now."
Chen Qingling, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu sat together on the rooftop, gazing up at the azure sky.
Suddenly.
"Sword Grandpa, you're here!" Ning Rongrong beamed as she watched Chen Xin fly over on the Seven Kill Sword from afar.
"I had to come, otherwise, Rongrong and my disciple would think I didn't keep my word." Chen Xin chuckled, stepping onto the Seven Kill Sword and flying in front of them.
"Rongrong, disciple, get on. I'll give you a taste of what it's like to fly."
Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands in delight. "Great! I've envied Sister Qingling for flying for ages. I want to know what it feels like."
Without hesitation, she stepped onto the Seven Kill Sword, her hands clutching Chen Xin's clothes tightly, afraid of falling.
"Master... I don't need to, right? I can fly myself."
Chen Xin waved his hand. "No, disciple, you can fly, but you're too slow."
"Ah?! Master, are we in such a rush!"
Chen Xin nodded. "Of course. With your good luck, disciple, if we're lucky, we'll be back tonight."
Ever since he helped Qingling and Rongrong easily obtain their first spirit rings, Chen Xin knew she possessed incredible luck.
Her luck was explosive, like a goddess of fortune descended upon them.
"Alright." Chen Qingling followed closely, stepping onto the Seven Kill Sword, her hand gripping Ning Rongrong's clothes tightly.
"Ready?"
"Yes, Sword Grandpa."
"I'm ready, Master, let's go." Chen Qingling's eyes sparkled. She hadn't experienced sword flight either.
Today, she would see how it differed from her own flight.
"Good." Chen Xin made a hand seal, and the Seven Kill Sword beneath his feet sliced through the sky, shooting forward.
The speed was so fast that Ning Rongrong, who had never experienced flying before, screamed in fright.
"Aaaaaah!"
"Sword Grandpa, slow down! Slow down! Ahhhh!"
The sharp wind whipped against her, and Ning Rongrong closed her eyes in fear.
Flying was scary enough. If she opened her eyes and looked, she'd probably faint from fright.
Chen Qingling, on the other hand, was completely composed, showing no sign of discomfort. Instead, she wore a smile and spread her arms, no longer constrained. "Hehe, Rongrong, there's nothing scary about flying on a sword, really."
"N-no, Qingling, you've flown before. I... I haven't even flown once. How can I not be afraid?"
"Oh, come on, Rongrong, I'm here. I promise you'll be fine. Open your eyes and look at the beautiful scenery."
With Chen Qingling's reassurance, Ning Rongrong steeled her resolve and gritted her teeth, opening her eyes.
The wind still whipped against her, but it didn't seem as terrifying as she had imagined.
The way to overcome fear is to face it head-on!
Chen Xin, while controlling the Seven Kill Sword to continue flying forward, spoke to Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu.
"Rongrong, how does it feel to fly?"
Ning Rongrong's face was flushed from the wind. "So exhilarating... so fast."
Chen Xin's eyelids twitched. What kind of adjectives were those...?
It was clearly a serious situation, but why did it sound so off coming from Ning Rongrong?
Almost there, but not quite.
A moment later, the three of them arrived at their destination, the Sunset Forest.
Flying on a sword was fast indeed, several times faster than traveling by ordinary carriage.
"Sunset Forest, we're back again." Ning Rongrong cheered, looking at the snow-covered Sunset Forest.
Chen Xin smiled and shook his head. Rongrong had indeed grown, but her mind was still like a child's.
The three of them walked forward shoulder to shoulder, just like in the Star Dou Great Forest of old.
Even though only half a year had passed, Chen Xin felt as if it had been many years.
The journey was completely unobstructed. They didn't encounter a single Soul Beast, not even a hint of movement. It was eerily quiet.
Ning Rongrong frowned. "Seriously? How come we haven't met a single Soul Beast?"
"Could it be they're all hiding because they're cold?"
Cold wasn't possible; Soul Masters weren't afraid of the cold, let alone the tough-skinned Soul Beasts.
Suddenly, the Attract Butterflies Flower in Ning Rongrong's Soul Tool flew out on its own.
"What… what's going on? Qingling, how could your Attract Butterflies Flower fly out of my Soul Tool?"
Ning Rongrong was completely dumbfounded; she had never seen anything that could come out on its own without the Soul Tool owner's permission.
Even Chen Xin, a Title Douluo, had never heard of such a thing, and his expression was one of surprise and shock.
But then, thinking that the Attract Butterflies Flower was made by Qingling's father, he understood.
After all, her father could send down divine light from thousands of miles away to protect his daughter's safety.
The Attract Butterflies Flower flying out on its own was nothing unusual; they were just being ignorant.
Under the gaze of the three of them, the Attract Butterflies Flower flew to Chen Qingling's head and bloomed, releasing strands of fragrance, as if attracting butterfly-shaped soul beasts.
Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with complex emotions; she probably understood what was about to happen.
She still remembered Chen Qingling mentioning that her second soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring, which was thanks to the Attract Butterflies Flower.
This time, another unprecedented record was about to be created!
Sunset Forest had many soul beasts, although it couldn't compare to the Star Dou Great Forest, it was still the second-largest soul beast forest on the continent.
Meanwhile.
"What's going on?" Dugu Bo, who had just left the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well not long ago, was shocked by the sudden scene.
Ahead of Dugu Bo, countless butterfly-shaped soul beasts were dancing and flying towards the west.
Dugu Bo made an immediate decision and followed behind the group of butterfly-shaped soul beasts.
Until he saw a group of butterfly-shaped soul beasts surrounding Chen Qingling, his expression changed drastically.
Wasn't this the person who had taken the immortal herbs at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well?
Just what was her identity? ... ...
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