Chapter 13: Sword Name “What the F*ck”

Jiang Niannian looked at the paper in her hand, stunned.

When Teacher Ji withdrew from the literary circle, she was fully against it. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“Haha,” Ji Yufeng waved his hand.

“You wouldn’t believe it, but trying to come up with a good name for my son has even given me a few gray hairs.”

Jiang Niannian: How do I respond to this? Compliment him on the name he chose?

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Niannian tentatively said, “True Monarch Nanhua, why don’t I come up with a name as well? What do you think?”

“Oh? Let’s hear it.”

After some thought, Jiang Niannian slowly said, “…Mingcang, how about calling him Ji Mingcang? It is taken from ‘Ming Fei Cang Jiang Liu’, which means being independent and thoughtful, extremely intelligent, with a bright future, and will surely become a great man!”

“Good! Good name, Mingcang it is. How did I not think of this? Thank you, little girl!” The unrefined man laughed heartily, losing some of his imposing True Monarch aura and becoming more down-to-earth.

“Hahaha… I’ll look out for you from now on. If anyone dares to bully you in Rimuli, they’re not giving me face!”

Jiang Niannian thanked him warmly, “Thank you, True Monarch.”

“Don’t call me True Monarch. Just call me Big Brother.”

“…Thank you, Big Brother.”

Ji Yufeng seemed to remember something and rummaged in the corner, pulling out a sword.

The sword’s hilt was made of green jade, wrapped with pointed leaves, and adorned with a green tassel.

The blade was extremely sharp and emitted a faint green glow, giving it a clear and cool appearance.

Even someone like Jiang Niannian, who knew little about swords, could tell that it was a rare and exceptional weapon.

Ji Yufeng handed the sword over, saying, “This is a treasure I found when I went down the mountain recently. It’s the only one of its kind in the world. I heard you have a wood-type spiritual root, so this sword matches you. Here, it’s a gift.”

Jiang Niannian declined, “I can’t accept this! It’s too precious, I… I can’t take it!”

“Take it. Just stop the nagging.” Ji Yufeng frowned and tossed the sword toward her.

Jiang Niannian’s heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly caught it.

It wasn’t very heavy.

Ji Yufeng said seriously, “This sword is not an ordinary iron sword; it’s very spiritual and has been consecrated. It will recognize the first person to give it blood as its master. You just need to drop a drop of blood on it to name it.”

Jiang Niannian nodded, quickly thought of a name, and pricked her fingertip to let a drop of blood fall.

Immediately, the sword’s body shone with spiritual light.

However, her peripheral vision caught sight of something.

“What the f*ck!!!”

“What’s wrong?”

“There’s a cockroach! A huge one, and it can fly..AAaaaaaaaa!!!”

Ji Yufeng slapped it to death. He seemed to be used to it.

He subconsciously patted Jiang Niannian’s shoulder and comforted her, “Don’t be afraid, it’s dead.”

“Damn it! Don’t touch me with the hand that killed the bug!”

Jiang Niannian wanted to cry but had no tears left.

She thought to herself, ‘Oh no!’!

Looking at the hilt of the sword, she saw clearly engraved two flowing golden characters—”What the F*ck.”

Don’t ask; it’s the name of a plant.

Jiang Niannian: …I’ve never been this speechless in my life QAQ.

Jiang Niannian returned to the back mountain with a heavy heart.

Having a sword was convenient, and it didn’t take long to get there.

“Big Brother, I wanted to ask Lord Sage Fuhua for help, but I was refused.”

“Shen Yu doesn’t have many interests. Besides treating illnesses and saving people, he just tinkers with his flowers and plants. But rare medicinal herbs are hard to keep alive. His Medicine King Valley loses many plants every year. If you can solve this problem for him, I think he will help you.”

Recalling Ji Yufeng’s words, she sighed heavily.

At least she had found a way to get Shen Yu’s help.

She studied agronomy in college.

Farming is her specialty.

The wind rustled through the flowers and grasses on the mountain, and she saw a group of spiritual beasts gathered on the mountaintop, chattering away.

“Boss, just picked some fresh fruit. Want some?”

“Boss doesn’t eat fruit. He must want to drink my bamboo leaf clear water.”

“Bamboo leaf clear water is nothing special, just astringent!”

She focused and saw Yin Li sitting seriously with Coal Ball leaning against a stone next to him, swinging its little short legs.

The spiritual beasts surrounded Coal Ball, some massaging its back, others giving it a rub.

It had the feel of a thousand beasts paying homage to a mountain king.

But the spiritual beasts did not dare approach Yin Li.

He sat quietly, surrounded by a sickly aura, looking fragile, but seemingly possessing an inherent aloofness that made people hesitant to approach.

When Yin Li saw her returning, he immediately came over, looking somewhat anxious.

“Niannian, you’re back.”

So… he was waiting for her.

“Yes,” Jiang Niannian smiled and took his hand, leading him inside.

“Did you eat well today?”

“Yes.”

“Did you… miss me?”

“…Not at all.”

He seemed to worry she wouldn’t believe him and slowly lifted his red eyes, squinting at her, and added, “Really didn’t miss you.”

But in Jiang Niannian’s eyes, he was just adorable and harmless.

“Okay, okay, didn’t miss me,” Jiang Niannian shook his hand.

“But I missed you.”

Yin Li’s eyes brightened slightly, though he kept his lips tightly closed and didn’t speak.

His little ears twitched, and the tips turned red.

Coal Ball, seeing its master had returned, shooed away the surrounding spiritual beasts and ran back to the courtyard.

As night fell, darkness began to cover the entire mountaintop.

The moonlight softly filtered in through the window.

Jiang Niannian and Yin Li lay down as usual to sleep.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, she felt her little cub gently hooking her finger with his pinky.

He seemed hesitant to speak.

Jiang Niannian turned to face him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Niannian, will you be disappointed in me? I have no cultivation, and my body is weak. I only cause trouble for you…”

Yin Li’s small face was tense, and there was a hint of unease in his eyes.

He could do nothing but be cared for by Jiang Niannian.

Watching her work hard every day, he wanted to help her but could only silently wait for her return at the gate of the bamboo courtyard.

Jiang Niannian was stunned.

Her little cub was truly adorable!

She gave a warm smile.

“I’m only here to care for you. How could I be disappointed in you?”

“…Okay.”

Soon, Yin Li shyly said, “You’re lying so far away. The cold air is getting into the blanket. You should come over.”

His tone was harsh, but his eyes were full of longing.

“Okay.”

“I want you to hold me while we sleep. I’m not afraid of you pressing on me.”

It was good that he was becoming clingy.

“Okay.”

The little cub seemed reassured and quieted down for a while.

Sleepiness overcame her, and Jiang Niannian gradually drifted off.

In the dark, Yin Li looked at her face so close, his fingers moved slightly, and he poked her face to make a small dent.

Soft.

He unconsciously poked a few more times, a small smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Yin Li moved a few inches closer to Jiang Niannian until they were tightly pressed together, and then he closed his eyes contentedly.

[Affection +10, Points +1000, Current Affection: 65, Total Points: 4860.]