A gentle mountain breeze was blowing, and the chaotic and restless spiritual veins energies of the **Jade Snow Peak** gradually returned to stability under the soothing effect of the *Snow Jade Spirit Sword*.
Above the snowy forest, Feng Yu Die deftly drove the sword, leisurely flying toward the ice-blue spiritual light beam with Zhang Yihe in tow.
Just now, Hu Tianyue casually mentioned a "birdie".
And now, Feng Yu Die's head was full of birdies.
"Hmm... Birdie..." Feng Yu Die murmured as an image of a sparrow unconsciously formed in her mind. However, she still couldn't understand why Hu Tianyue would say that her sparrow was small.
Zhang Yihe, who was flying close by, heard her muttering about birds along the way. He glanced at her several times, hesitating, but finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Brother Feng, what are you doing? You've been talking about birds all the way..."
"Eh?" Startled, Feng Yu Die turned around and asked, "Say, what is a birdie?"
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Zhang Yihe couldn't find his words for a long time. This was the first time someone had asked him this question in all his years. But looking at the face and accent of Feng Yu Die from the **Western Region**, he suddenly realized something and smiled. "Oh! I see now. So that's it... Brother Feng, this 'birdie' is in our local dialect."
"Oh~ What is it called in the **Western Region** then?"
"It's called......" Zhang Yihe was stunned for a moment, then said, "It's called potency! When the so-called momentum has passed, potency is declining! So, Brother Feng, you understand."
"Oh~~"
Feng Yu Die opened her mouth like an "o", then shook her head. "I don't get it."
Zhang Yihe felt embarrassed now. Although both were men, it was quite strange for one man to explain this to another man, especially since this Brother Feng seemed to have some "bromance" vibe.
So, he simply chose to avoid the topic. "Ah... Brother Feng, you should ask Elder Hu later. Shall we hurry and return?"
"Okay~"
Feng Yu Die nodded and simply increased the speed of the sword. With a "boom", Zhang Yihe was left thirty feet behind.
"Huh?" Zhang Yihe marveled at Brother Feng's amazing sword speed. He quickly sped up to catch up, saying, "Brother Feng, not so fast."
Feng Yu Die ignored him and waited until the distance was far enough before finally finding the opportunity to call out to Xiao Tian.
"Xiao Tian!"
*"What is it?"*
Xiao Tian drowsily emerged from her mind and saw at a glance the seven-knot formation that now covered the entire sky. When she saw the ice-blue light column in the center, her eyebrows raised. *"Oh? This is..."*
She remembered a story that the old dragon told her once, which was also written in the *Heavenly Dao Scroll*...
In the past, the old dragon had five brothers and three sisters who were also ancient dragons reigning over the nine regions of the **Heavenly Realm**. However, after all living beings came into existence, humans rose to power and began a thousand-year war with them to seize the territory.
All of its siblings were beheaded by human cultivators and died.
As for what happened after human cultivators killed the dragons, it was recorded in the *Heavenly Dao Scroll* that they refined dragon essence into one hundred heavenly artifacts. Among them, the most essential one, the dragon spine, was forged into a spiritual sword.
Eight dragons produced eight swords in total.
Six of them were broken off with the change of mountains and rivers and the rotation of seasons, and only two survived. One was with Immortal Yun Jian, while the other was on the back side of the moon.
Regardless of the latter, before his death, Master Yun Jian placed his sword at the resting place of his soul in the ***Moon Shadow Sword*** Sect, waiting for his descendants and those destined to come for it.
*''Yu Die, someone has found the Dragon Spine Spirit Sword!''*
"Eh?" Feng Yu Die was dumbfounded. "What *Dragon Spine Spirit Sword*?"
*"Well... a sword made from one of the old dragon's elder sister's spine that complements your *Nine Heavens Sword* technique very well!"*
Feng Yu Die frowned. "Won't the old dragon be angry when he sees it?"
*"Old dragon doesn't care about that. The siblings didn't have much affection for each other, and that happened tens of thousands of years ago.''*
Feng Yu Die nodded in understanding. "Oh~~ Then, I'll take a look and see if we can discuss bringing it over."
Xiao Tian flew on her shoulder and turned to look at Zhang Yihe who was chasing after them with a red face. *"Why did you call me out? Who's that behind us?"*
"I don't know." Feng Yu Die glanced back. "By the way, Xiao Tian, what's a birdie?"
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Xiao Tian blinked. *"Ah... B... Birdie?"*
"Yeah, what is that?"
Xiao Tian fell silent, trying to figure out this matter. This was probably the first time that Yu Die had asked her this question since she grew up. For general questions, she would answer directly as long as she knew.
However...
Xiao Tian's cheeks suddenly flushed a little. Although she had learned a lot of relevant knowledge through the *Heavenly Dao Scroll*, and there were even pictures, but in terms of the real thing...
Xiao Tian recalled that dark and windy night when she followed Feng Yu Die to the spiritual spring at the back of the *Dragon Mansion* to take a bath. Then, she jumped into the pool, went through Sister Xiao's belly, and saw a fair young man crouching under the water...
And, well...
There was an impressive sight down there~
Thinking of this, Xiao Tian hastily covered her burning cheeks and shook her head. *"Oh my~~"*
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Feng Yu Die looked at her in confusion. "Huh? What?"
*"Well..."* Xiao Tian pondered for a moment, and a light bulb lit up above her head. *"Yu Die, are you curious about what it's used for and what it looks like?"*
"Just tell me."
*"You should go ask Young Master Ye to show you and demonstrate how to use it~~ hehe---"*
"Huh?" Feng Yu Die was stunned for a moment. "Can't you just tell me directly?"
*"No, no! I haven't finished decorating my house yet. Ask him when you meet privately in the future, preferably at night."*
"Eh? Why at night?"
*"It's not convenient to talk about it during the day."*
With a playful smile, Xiao Tian winked and then went back into Feng Yu Die's mind to continue decorating her home.
Feng Yu Die frowned. She had a hunch that this "bird" was not a good thing, but she still planned to ask other people later.
At this time, she finally passed through the woods and arrived at the lake where Pei Lianxue was.
The cold spiritual energy that hit her face made her instantly alert. But then she saw Pei Lianxue suspended in mid-air above the lake, and her eyes suddenly lit with golden light as if she had seen a treasure.
However, after looking at the formation set up in the sky, she realized that Pei Lianxue was concentrating on supporting the formation, so she did not make a sound to disturb her. She jumped down from the flying sword and quietly waited aside, ready to protect her if needed.
"Brother Feng..."
Zhang Yihe caught up and was about to speak when he met Feng Yu Die's glare and swallowed his words.
"Shh---"
