“It’s okay, just remember what you promised me. After I rest for a while and adjust my state, I can help you carve the symbols and infuse the spirit into the talisman.” The Third Cave Master handed over the Green Fish Sword and said.

Yuan Ming immediately respectfully received it with both hands, feeling a cold sensation as if holding a piece of ice. He sensed a faint chill entering his body. After weighing it, he felt that the sword was slightly heavier than before, but the change was not significant.

Huochan’er climbed along his arm and sniffed with a wrinkled nose, immediately showing a disgusted expression. It turned around and crawled back onto Yuan Ming’s shoulder.

It only liked things that were scorching hot, the hotter the better.

“At the moment, it hasn’t been inscribed with symbols yet, so it can’t contain the cold aura. After the symbols are carved and the spirit is infused, it won’t emit any more cold aura without the need for mana activation,” the Third Cave Master said.

As soon as she finished speaking, the disciple’s voice could be heard again from outside the door.

Without waiting for her instructions, Yuan Ming immediately ran to the front yard to open the door and led the disciple inside.

“The Grand Cave Master asked you to come. Did he mention anything specific?” the Third Cave Master asked directly.

“No, I only know that besides you, the Second Cave Master and Elder Meng Shan have also been invited,” the disciple quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, the Third Cave Master frowned slightly.

After a moment of hesitation, she raised her hand and produced a rectangular metal box about three feet long in her palm.

Yuan Ming immediately had a bad feeling when he saw this.

“This is the Spirit-Infused Sword Box, which ensures that the spiritual power inside the sword does not become dormant. Put the Green Fish Sword in it for now. Come find me tomorrow morning, and I will help you carve the symbols and infuse the spirit,” the Third Cave Master said.

Yuan Ming naturally had no objections and could only nod in agreement.

“Huochan’er, you can stay with him for now,” the Third Cave Master looked at the ferret perched on Yuan Ming’s shoulder and said.

Upon hearing this, Huochan’er’s eyes lit up like beans, clearly very happy.

“Yes,” Yuan Ming immediately responded.

After returning to his residence, Yuan Ming’s excited mood took a while to calm down. He really wanted to open the sword box and take a look, but he was worried about any taboos, so he could only endure and place it on the bedside.

He then took out Master Heimu’s notes and carefully studied the recorded symbols, speculating on what symbols the Third Cave Master would choose to carve.

Late into the night, Yuan Ming finally calmed down his somewhat anxious mood, closed his eyes, and prepared to cultivate the Death Moon method.

Huochan’er happily curled up next to Yuan Ming, intending to lie down beside him.

At this moment, it suddenly raised its neck and looked towards the window, its small bean-like eyes turning around.

Seeing its reaction, Yuan Ming knew that the Silver Cat was nearby.

“Xiying, come in quickly,” Yuan Ming said.

There was no response from outside, but after waiting for a moment, a graceful figure slowly walked in.

“I bought a gift for you when I went to the market this time,” Yuan Ming said.

Upon hearing this, Xiying was visibly stunned, not expecting Yuan Ming to say this.

“No need to be so polite.” However, when communicating telepathically again, Xiying’s tone remained indifferent, as if not caring too much, “What good thing do you have? I don’t want cheap stuff.”

Yuan Ming turned his wrist, and a black wooden box appeared in his palm, containing the golden silk.

Then, he opened the wooden box, lifted the golden silk, and with a flick of his wrist, the golden silk floated in front of Xiying. Each thread shimmered with golden light, creating a dreamlike scene.

Yuan Ming flicked his wrist again, and the golden silk suddenly expanded several times, surrounding Xiying. Layers of golden silk fluttered up and down like a huge golden ribbon.

“It’s so beautiful, is it a medium-grade magical tool? Did you strike it rich?” Xiying exclaimed in surprise.

Yuan Ming heard this and flicked his wrist again, causing the golden silk to suddenly shrink and return to the black wooden box.

“I unexpectedly made a fortune when I went to the market this time. I’ve been thinking about you, so I bought this specifically for you,” Yuan Ming said.

“I don’t want it. Are you trying to bribe me again? Do you want my help?” Xiying retorted.

“I really don’t need anything,” Yuan Ming defended.

“Hmph, tell me how you made a fortune,” Xiying raised its chin, waved its paw, and the golden silk floated in front of it. With a touch of its paw, the golden silk disappeared.

Yuan Ming then recounted the incident of encountering the clown who assassinated the White Dragon Island people in the market and being saved by a barefooted woman. He also mentioned the incident of stealing the storage bag using vines.

During this time, Xiying asked questions from time to time. When it heard about the clown, Xiying snorted, and when it heard about the tall and slender woman in white clothes who used a mysterious escape technique to help the clown escape, its eyes lit up.

After listening to the story, Xiying’s mood seemed to improve.

“Do you want me to give you some guidance on the Death Moon method?” Xiying’s mood improved and it started to care about Yuan Ming’s cultivation.

“For now, it’s going smoothly. It’s just that occasionally, there are fragments of memories that emerge in my sea of consciousness, which can be confusing,” Yuan Ming said.

“Your amnesia is caused by damage to your soul. The cultivation of the Death Moon method can help you repair the damage, but it also takes time. Perhaps when you reach the third level of cultivation, you will be able to remember everything,” Xiying said. “If you want me to be your master, I can consider helping you restore your memories immediately.”

“No,” Yuan Ming firmly refused. At the current rate of cultivation, his memories would eventually be fully restored. It felt like a disadvantage to owe Xiying a favor for no reason.

“You’re too proud.” After saying this, Xiying left.

After Xiying left, Yuan Ming once again sat cross-legged and continued to cultivate.

…

Xiying returned to its tree hole nest.

With a gentle wave of its claw, the golden silk, which resembled a golden ribbon, floated out and spread out like a mattress, covering the thick fur and silk underneath.

Xiying lightly tapped the golden silk with its claw, easily refining it.

Then, a bit of its mana entered the golden silk, causing it to emit a faint light, reflecting specks of golden starlight in the originally dim tree hole.The silver cat lay on the bed, feeling the silky coolness beneath it. It felt as if it was suspended in the clouds, incredibly comfortable and content, and couldn’t help but stretch lazily.

“What a filial heart, haha…” It remembered Yuan Ming’s appearance when he gave the gift earlier and couldn’t help but laugh.

Then it seemed to remember something. It lifted a front paw and took out a blue book from nowhere, flipping through it casually. When it turned to the last page, its expression dimmed.

This page depicted a group of hamsters happily eating together.

At the end of the page, it was written, “Created by Yuan Ming during the Jin Dynasty.”

It gently stroked the book with a front paw, a complex emotion flashing in its heterochromatic eyes. After a while, it sighed softly:

“Father…”

The night passed without a word. Yuan Ming had gone to the courtyard of the Third Cave Master early in the morning with his sword case.

However, he called out for a long time outside the door but received no response.

When he sent Huo Chan’er in to check, Yuan Ming was dumbfounded. The Third Cave Master was not in the courtyard at all.

“Did she stand me up?”

Yuan Ming guessed that it was probably because of the meeting called by the Big Cave Master yesterday, so he went to find Senior Brother Fang Ge for confirmation.

“What are you looking for the master for?” Fang Ge asked with a frown.

Yuan Ming then told him about his request for the Third Cave Master to help refine his sword.

“Junior Brother Yuan, I didn’t expect that you could actually get the Third Cave Master to personally help you refine your sword.” Fang Ge’s serious face also showed an exaggerated look of surprise.

“It’s all thanks to Huo Chan’er’s face.” Yuan Ming explained with a smile.

In fact, he knew in his heart that besides considering Huo Chan’er’s face and the request she mentioned, the Third Cave Master probably also considered the face of the Green Fish Sword itself, and that’s why she personally helped him refine it.

“The master didn’t leave any instructions this time, so she probably has some urgent matter. But since she promised to help you refine the sword, she will definitely do it.” Fang Ge said, his gaze falling on the sword case in Yuan Ming’s hand.

“This is a Spirit-Containing Sword Case, isn’t it?” He asked.

Yuan Ming nodded.

“Then there’s no problem. She will definitely be back within three days.” Fang Ge confidently said.

“Why is that?” Yuan Ming asked, puzzled.

“The Spirit-Containing Sword Case can keep the sword’s spirit from falling silent, but it only has a three-day effect. So, she will definitely return within three days.” Fang Ge explained.

“What if she doesn’t come back?” Yuan Ming asked with a frown.

“If she really doesn’t come back, once the sword’s spirit falls silent, it will be impossible to continue inscribing symbols and infusing spirit. The key spiritual materials have not been added yet, so it can still be refined a second time. But now it can’t be refined again, it’s basically a waste.” Fang Ge explained with an awkward expression.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ming’s heart sank. His bad premonition from yesterday was confirmed.

“Don’t worry, since she promised, she will definitely return within three days.” Seeing this, Fang Ge quickly comforted him.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming felt even more uneasy. It was precisely because the Third Cave Master was a trustworthy person that her absence today seemed unusual.

“No, I have to go find Senior Brother Amuhe for a solution…” He said, then took his sword case and headed towards the back of the tool house.

Yuan Ming hurried to the tool house with the sword case in his arms, heading straight for Amuhe’s room.

“Knock knock”

After knocking on the door anxiously a few times, the door creaked open. Amuhe, with sleepy eyes and a tired face, mumbled after seeing Yuan Ming:

“Junior Brother Yuan, what’s the matter?”

“Senior Brother, help me.” Yuan Ming said as he squeezed into Amuhe’s room.

“Spirit-Containing Sword Case? What’s inside?” The latter didn’t seem to mind much. After closing the door, his gaze fell on the sword case in Yuan Ming’s hand, and he frowned slightly.

“It’s a sword of mine. The Third Cave Master was helping to refine it, but there was a problem…”

Yuan Ming quickly told him the whole story.

“I feel that the master probably has some urgent matter and may not be able to get away for a while.” After hearing the story, Amuhe scratched his messy hair.

“Senior Brother, you have to help me.” Yuan Ming said with a bitter face.

“Uh… It’s not that I don’t want to help you, but as you know, infusing spirit is something that only a refiner at the Foundation Establishment stage or above can do. I can help you inscribe symbols, but I can’t infuse spirit.” Amuhe said helplessly.

“I understand that. Could you please help me find the elders of our Fire Refining Hall? I can pay a reward, and the price is negotiable.” Yuan Ming quickly said.

“Heh, you’re really ambitious. Do you think you, a registered disciple, can afford the reward for the elders to refine a magical tool? I’ll go ask for you, but don’t get your hopes up.” Amuhe obviously didn’t believe him, but he still agreed.

“Thank you, Senior Brother.” Yuan Ming quickly thanked him with a fist salute.

Amuhe waved his hand, told him to wait here, and then turned and left the room.

“You wait here.” After saying that, Amuhe left.

(End of Chapter)