Chapter 66 The Untamed 9
Ling Xi thought of the magic weapons in her space. She had made them simply to make it easier for herself to live better outside. There was only one yard, but what she wanted was a sect.

She shook her head, "That magic weapon is too small, not big enough."

Chaos said: "Then leave it to us, it will be done soon."

For them, the four ferocious beasts can move mountains and seas and are omnipotent. Building a few houses is too easy for them.

Moreover, they can use spiritual power to refine houses, which is more convenient.

Ling Xi smiled, handed the design she had drawn to Taowu, and said, "Thank you very much."

Taotie took the opportunity to put forward a condition: "Xiao Lingxi, I want a full banquet of Manchu and Han cuisine."

He heard the term "Man Han Banquet" from Xiao Lingxi. Later, when he learned that it meant a lot of delicious food, he began to like this term.

Ling Xi gestured: "No problem."

Taowu pulled Taotie away and said, "Let's go. You only know how to eat."

Although he looked handsome and even a little weak, his strength was higher than Taotie, so he easily pulled Taotie away.

As Taotie was being dragged away, he looked up and shouted to Ling Xi: "Little Ling Xi, don't forget, the Manchu-Han Feast."

Those eyes revealed the desire for delicious food.

He really lives up to his reputation as a glutton.

Hun Dun and Qiong Qi looked at each other, and then they followed the direction of Taowu. They also looked at Ling Xi with anticipation in their eyes.

Although they didn't say their thoughts out loud, Ling Xi understood what they meant.

It’s just like Taotie.

Who would have thought that the four ancient ferocious beasts loved delicious food, cute and furry people or things, and were full of childlike innocence. It was simply unbelievable.

Ling Xi felt relieved that the construction of the mass grave would be handed over to the four of them.

Moreover, the spiritual energy in the mass grave is more abundant now, and there are benefits for them to stay there. At least they won't want to sleep all the time.

After a while, Wei Ying came back.

In one hand he held several candied haws, and in the other he held two small wooden toys. Both hands were full.

"Sister, candied haws."

Wei Ying happily brought a string of candied haws to Ling Xi, his smiling eyes like peach blossoms and twinkling stars.

The bright red fruit is covered with syrup, crystal clear, and dotted with a few white sesame seeds.

"Just right," Ling Xi took the candied haws and said, "Aying, go get ready. I'll take you out for a night hunt in two days. Pack your things and put them in the storage bag I gave you. Don't forget."

After staying in Yiling City for four years, it’s time to go out and see the world, otherwise I will be out of touch with the world.

It is time for her to go and see what the places of the five major families are like. She can also provide free medical treatment along the way and do some good deeds to earn merit.

After hearing this, Wei Ying jumped three feet high in excitement: "Really, Sister? Can we go out now?"

Ling Xi's ears hurt from his voice. Her brother was good in every way except that he talked too much. She didn't know how the second young master of the Lan family would tolerate him in the future.

"Really, it's truer than real gold. So, Ah Ying, stop arguing. You talk too much. I don't know who will be able to stand you in the future."

Ling Xi complained mercilessly.

Wei Ying came close to Ling Xi, smiling sweetly, and said, "Sister, it's enough that you can tolerate me. We should depend on each other until we grow old." Ling Xi glanced at him, not being tempted by his sugar-coated bullets, "What if I get married one day in the future?"

Wei Ying tilted his head and thought about it, his eyes lit up: "Then find someone who has brothers and sisters in his family, preferably two from their family and two from our family, so that we can still be a family once we get married and never be separated."

One day in the future, when Wei Ying was struggling to copy the endless family rules, he would think of what he said at that time and want to beat himself to death.

Ling Xi's eyes were full of meaning, and she said quietly, "I will definitely find you a famous one, someone who is very pretty, and also quiet, gentle, and well-behaved, who can complement you and can tolerate your noise."

Wei Ying had no idea what Ling Xi was thinking and nodded with great satisfaction: "Okay."

At night, Ling Xi took out the bamboo he brought out from the mass grave. The bamboo had absorbed the spiritual energy from the mass grave, and the spiritual power became complex and mottled.

Green spiritual power emerged in Ling Xi's hands, clearing away the resentment and death on the bamboo bit by bit, leaving only rich spiritual energy.

Although the resentment has been removed, the color of the bamboo cannot be changed and it can only retain its black and red appearance.

Ling Xi took out several other materials from his space. Together with the bamboo, they could increase the effect of the flute's sound attack several times.

An hour later, Ling Xi held the flute that he had just refined in his hand.

The flute is red and black all over, the color of bamboo, but it is as crystal clear as jade. The flute body is sparkling and looks dazzling under the illumination of the night pearl.

Two days later, before leaving, Ling Xi sat under the flower tree in the yard, a purple bellflower tree.

There were many trees in her space, and she transplanted one in the yard, which was good for Wei Ying.

On the table, there was a flute and two swords.

One of the swords was green in color, with the two words "Qing Ling" engraved on the hilt. It was the sword worn by her mother Cangse Sanren.

The blade of the other sword was silver-white, with a sharp and cold light emitting from the edge of the sword. The hilt was inlaid with several sparkling gems, adding a unique color to the sword.

This sword was prepared by Ling Xi for Wei Ying. There is no name engraved on it yet. A drop of Wei Ying's blood has been integrated into the sword. This sword will only be used by him and no one else can use it. It is the only one of its kind.

When Wei Ying saw the two swords and the flute, his eyes lit up.

He couldn't believe it and was so surprised that he almost went crazy: "Sister, these are all for me?"

Ling Xi chuckled: "Why, don't want to?"

Wei Ying quickly held them in his arms and turned his head, "Yes, why not? They are all mine, no one can take them away."

"That green sword is A-niang's sword. The name of the sword is written on it, it's called Qing Ling. The silver-white sword is given to you by me."

When he heard that it was A'niang's sword, Wei Ying's expression changed and a trace of sadness flashed across his eyes.

He gently stroked Qing Ling with his hand, as if he wanted to feel some of his mother's warm breath from the sword.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Seeing Wei Ying sad, Ling Xi also felt bad, so she changed the subject and said, "Give your flute and this black sword a name."

"Choose a good name." Ling Xi warned solemnly, "Don't give it the same name as your dog."

I don't know how to evaluate Ling Xi when he was mentioned. At the beginning, he wanted to raise a few dogs. Ling Xi thought it was a good thing, so she let him pick one himself. In the end, he brought back four.

She even named her four dogs Juedai, Jiaren, Qingguo and Qingcheng, which almost pissed her off to death.

(End of this chapter)