I drew a talisman to save the sun from its bleeding state.

I obtained the Dragon Sword in Chapter 9.

Zhou Zheng raised an eyebrow and glanced at Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue gave an awkward smile and cautiously raised her hand: "Brother Zhou, please don't mind, my dad does tend to exaggerate a bit. Don't worry, once I introduce you to him in person, he'll definitely know how amazing you are!"

Zhou Zheng asked curiously, "What does your family do? It's so impressive."

Xiaoxue blinked: "Those who mine iron ore and smelt it, you know, the rich, right? My dad is one of those rich."

Zhou Zheng chose to believe half of it, then escorted her home with his arms around her shoulders, intending to obtain the Youlong Sword before planning the next step.

This feud is now firmly established. A gentleman seeks revenge day and night; he won't be able to sleep well until the roots are completely eradicated.

……

Xiaoxue's home is in a villa district, a place Zhou Zheng had heard of before. He was told that it was where all sorts of local big shots lived, and that everyone there was either rich or powerful.

The villa's interior is decorated with dragon and phoenix carvings, combining traditional Chinese style with modern modifications, creating a grand yet convenient atmosphere—clearly the mark of a very wealthy family.

Xiaoxue chattered on and on, excitedly telling her mother about her personal experience, even though she hadn't seen anything at all.

Xiaoxue's father stood on the second floor, a cigarette in his hand, scrutinizing everyone in the lobby on the first floor with a sharp and authoritative gaze.

Zhou Zheng waited for almost twenty minutes before Xuan Yizi and Zhang Xuanqing finally arrived and walked in from the entrance.

Xiao Xinshi hurriedly got up to greet him, respectfully.

Xiaoxue also got up, her eyes full of curiosity.

In the lobby on the first floor, the two bodyguards remained silent, their sharp eyes fixed on the visitors. The driver, who had been sitting in a corner, also stood up, pursing his lips as he looked towards the entrance.

Zhou Zheng looked at Xiaoxue's father standing by the second-floor stair railing, noticing an extra word in parentheses after his name.

Xiao Zhengjun (dislike).

His expression remained almost unchanged, but a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. After noticing Zhou Zheng's gaze, he looked over, his expression dignified and silent. The cigarette in his hand burned quietly, the smoke brushing against his face, concealing some of his sharpness.

Zhou Zheng withdrew his gaze, having gained a basic understanding of the family's structure. Xiao Zhengjun was the head of the household, Xiao Xinshi was responsible for spending money and managing the household, and Xiao Xue was responsible for slacking off and playing games.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, this is the Dragon Soaring Sword you requested. I just pulled it out of the warehouse; it's still covered in dust. What happened? Explain in detail."

Zhou Zheng took the sword pouch, shook off the dust, and handed it to Xiaoxue: "Help me wipe it clean. Wipe it with a damp cloth first, then with a dry cloth. To put it simply, on my way back from playing games with friends, I encountered an evil spirit, so I grabbed my homework and smashed it down, and that was it."

Xuan Yiziqian's eyes widened: "That's it? No other information?"

Zhang Xuanqing scratched his head: "Think again, is there any other important information?"

Zhou Zheng shrugged: "I've only been drawing talismans for two days, what do you expect me to notice? It popped up, and then I wiped it out with a notebook, that's the whole process."

Zhang Xuanqing and Xuan Yizi exchanged a helpless glance.

Zhang Xuanqing coughed lightly: "In that case, let's perform an exorcism ritual. Junior brother, see if you can find anything else."

Xuan Yizi simply stretched out his hand: "Give me the homework, let me check the situation."

Zhou Zheng took it out of his pocket and handed it over. Xuan Yizi looked at the burn marks on it, scratched his head, and began to study it.

Zhang Xuanqing smiled and said, "I just heard that Miss Xiaoxue paid very close attention to details. Miss Xiaoxue, would you mind telling me about it?"

Xiaoxue glanced at the quiet Zhou Zheng and said embarrassedly, "I was just making this up. Back then, Brother Zhou told me to close my eyes and hide behind him. I only heard a loud bang, and when I opened my eyes, I only saw the homework book burning and sparking."

Zhang Xuanqing remained silent for a moment, then looked at Zhou Zheng questioningly.

Zhou Zheng nodded, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Xuan Yizi flipped through the notebook, sweat beading on his forehead: "A large number of Five Thunder Talismans were mixed into a small amount of Yang Fire Talismans."

That evil spirit was truly blind, daring to approach like that; it was practically courting death. Of course, from another perspective, no one would imagine that a talisman cultivator skilled in levitation would fill their notebook with talismans just for practice.

Zhou Zheng: "Oh... I find it very convenient to draw the Five Thunder Talisman. Other talismans are too difficult for me to draw. I tried the Yang Fire Talisman but it didn't work, so I started focusing on drawing the Five Thunder Talisman."

Zhang Xuanqing leaned closer for a look, then wiped the fine sweat from his forehead with his sleeve: "Fellow Daoist Zhou is truly... a true practitioner of thunder magic."

The entire text is filled with Five Thunder Talismans, as if they were free; the talismans perfectly reflect the person.

Anyone with even a slightly weaker temperament wouldn't have been able to achieve this. This child has the potential to properly cultivate the Thunder Magic.

Zhou Zheng didn't understand these technical things, so he simply sat back down on the sofa. Xiao Xue happily took the sword bag and went to the kitchen to find a rag to wipe the Youlong Sword.

Zhang Xuanqing and Xuan Yizi whispered to each other for a while. After that, Zhang Xuanqing took out a wooden sword and followed Xiaoxinshi to perform an exorcism ritual at the villa.

Xuan Yizi looked through his homework with a bitter expression, trying to find some clues.

Two bodyguards stood in two corners of the lobby, keeping a close watch on everything. The driver sat silently in a corner, eating snacks.

Zhou Zheng looked around but there wasn't much to see, so he decided to look at Xiao Zhengjun standing by the second-floor stair railing.

Perhaps due to a misunderstanding, Xiao Zhengjun has been very hostile towards him since he first entered the house, so much so that his health bar has been highlighted.

Zhou Zheng didn't care much; instead, he curiously observed the changes in the words in parentheses after Xiao Zhengjun's name.

Xiao Zhengjun (dislike)

Xiao Zhengjun (disgusted, angry)

Xiao Zhengjun (disgusted, angry, provoked)

Xiao Zhengjun (Disgust, anger, provocation, level 1 of rage)

"Brother Zhou, it's all washed! This sword is so beautiful! Do you want to play with it?"

Xiao Zhengjun (enraged, second level of anger, provoked, and filled with hatred)

Zhou Zheng blinked, looking at Xiao Zhengjun, whose expression remained unchanged on the surface but whose aura was almost on par with the minefield, scratched his face, and looked away: "Use it for practice, to hone your physical skills. By the way, why is your dad keeping staring at me?"

Xiaoxue was taken aback, looked up at her father on the second floor, and saw his gentle smiling face: "No, maybe I'm just curious about you? Don't let my dad's stern face fool you, he's actually a very nice person, he's just not very talkative. That video call was definitely the most he's ever spoken in his life."

Zhou Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Then your dad has quite a rich inner world."

Xiaoxue exclaimed in surprise, "Master Zhou, you can also tell fortunes?"

Zhou Zheng: "No."

But I can read the status of the post. If it weren't for your mom and you, your dad would have kicked us out long ago.

This is a new era. In the past, you could even see us cosplaying as upside-down ginseng in the fields.

Xiaoxue looked at Zhou Zheng with a puzzled expression, then at her father who was standing on the second floor, not understanding what had happened.

Zhou Zheng took the Youlong Sword, drew it out, and was slightly surprised.

【Name: Wandering Dragon Sword】

[Rank: Top Grade 1 (Excellent)]

[Requirements for use: Swordsmanship Mastery 10, Strength 3]

[Effect: Attack power +20, gain 2 points of Battle Spirit per attack, Sword Mastery +5]

[Blessing: None available]

[Description: The hilt is carved from black jade, the blade is double-edged, as thin as a cicada's wing, and the edge is as smooth as autumn water]

[Note: The swords custom-made by Baiyun Temple are of excellent quality and can be used by both sword cultivators and magic practitioners as magical artifacts. They are highly versatile.]

[Battle Spirit Introduction: Accumulating Battle Spirit allows you to unleash special moves, but you currently do not possess any special moves.]

[Failed to meet usage requirements, hit rate reduced by 37%]

It feels great to hold, and the blade is very beautiful. With a slight rotation, a faint warmth flows from the hilt into the palm.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Zhou, it's a pity that things happened so suddenly. If you had booked a month in advance, we could have forged a Dragon Sword that would have been even more suitable for you."

Xuan Yizi chuckled to himself.

Zhou Zheng asked, "If I inscribe the Five Thunder Talisman on the Dragon Sword, will it become a long-lasting blessing?"