In the bedroom, free from the harassment of other women, Pei Yuhang could finally settle down and properly discipline his Little Sword Spirit.
"Bai Jingjing, the Nine Swords of Solitary Yang requires the Sword Spirit to condense Fire Yang Primordial Qi. I've been channeling Pure Yang True Qi to you all these days. Have you been properly condensing it?"
The loli Sword Spirit, with her slender figure and billowing white dress, floated in the air like a wisp of light smoke, yet she possessed a certain ethereal liveliness.
She blinked her clear, dewy eyes, and her usually cold, clear voice now carried a soft, sweet tone.
"Um… not yet. I'll need a little more time."
Hearing this, Pei Yuhang's eyes narrowed. His gaze was like a torch as he said in a stern, deep voice:
"Bai Jingjing, don't tell me… you haven't been condensing the Fire Yang Primordial Qi at all, and have just been eating all the Pure Yang True Qi I sent you as a snack?"
"…"
