Chapter 388

Not long after, a bit of cake cream was smeared on Qiao Yuanyuan's little face by Lu Ran.

The atmosphere of the birthday banquet gradually improved.

The family of four laughed and talked about everything.

When mentioning Lu Ran's birthday gift, Qiao Yuanyuan couldn't hold back her temper again: "Brother, let's give that Heavenly Star Blade a name!"

Lu Ran had a headache!

Qiao Yuanyuan was full of expectation: "Do you want me to name it for you?"

Lu Ran hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't! The names you take are all too big, I can't control them."

"Cut~" Qiao Yuanyuan pouted in dissatisfaction, "Still a heavenly pride, not confident at all."

Lu Ran peeled a shrimp and put it on his mother's plate, suddenly moved in his heart:

"How about Mom helps me name this blade?"

Qiao Wanjun looked at her son with a smile: "Okay."

Lu Ran felt something was wrong!

Wait a minute!

Can I control the blade name given by Mom?

It's over, something big happened!

Blame myself for being blinded for a moment, not wanting Qiao Yuanyuan to name it, after all, the names she prepared were mostly found in fantasy novels.

Each of those names wanted to pierce the sky!

You know, the name of a blade is likely to be linked to the future Divine Weapon domain.

It's equivalent to a cultivation direction.

The name taken by Mom certainly won't be as flashy as those in fantasy novels.

But it will definitely be the top-notch in the human world!

But Lu Ran's brain was hot, and the words had already been spoken.

He hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Forget it, I'll think about it carefully myself."

Qiao Wanjun held her chopsticks and picked up the shrimp meat: "Hmm?"

The slightly raised nasal sound carried a trace of questioning and the pressure exclusive to parents.

Lu Ran decisively changed his words, cowardly and surprisingly: "Please give me a name!"

The boiled shrimp meat entered her mouth, and Qiao Wanjun nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

I don't know if she was praising the food or praising her son for having a heart that meets difficulties.

"Aunt Qiao, how have you been lately?" Jiang Ruyi asked at the right time, "Is the cultivation going smoothly?"

"It's alright." Qiao Wanjun responded to the girl's words, her eyebrows becoming a bit gentler.

The girl is fairy-like and beautiful, gentle and lovely, and her heart and eyes are full of Lu Ran.

Qiao Wanjun is indeed more and more satisfied the more she looks.

She looked at Lu Ran, her words like instructions, and also like a reminder: "Must cherish it well."

Lu Ran nodded heavily: "After I finish this stage, Mom should be out of seclusion.

At that time, Ruyi and I will hold a wedding!"

"Alright, alright! Wedding!" Qiao Yuanyuan automatically ignored many things, her eyes shining, and she had already started fantasizing.

Two short words, it seems exceptionally moving.

Jiang Ruyi picked up the red wine on the side and took a shallow sip, her movements elegant and natural.

It's just that the slightly flushed cheeks and the eyes she secretly looked at Lu Ran betrayed her heart.

"This matter is settled." Qiao Wanjun made the decision and also stamped Lu Ran's words.

"Settled!" Lu Ran nodded heavily and picked up the wine glass on the side, drinking it in one gulp.

After three rounds of wine, the host and guests were happy.

Qiao Wanjun got up and left, while Lu Ran and the others cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks in the restaurant.

Perhaps because of drinking some wine, Jiang Ruyi's face was flushed, like an alluring peach, exceptionally beautiful.

Lu Ran liked it very much, but a certain Flower Lantern disciple was dutiful and acted as a light bulb on the side...

It was very uncomfortable~

He had been looking for an opportunity, wanting to kiss that pretty face, but before he succeeded, he heard a call.

"Ranran."

"Mom?" Lu Ran's bad intentions vanished.

Jiang Ruyi and Qiao Yuanyuan were both a bit puzzled, looking at Lu Ran.

"Come to the study."

This time, Jiang and Qiao also faintly heard the woman's voice.

"Study?" Lu Ran was a bit stunned.

Is that a place I should go?

"Here." Coincidentally, the ginger tea had just been boiled, and Jiang Ruyi immediately poured a cup for Lu Ran.

Lu Ran took the ginger tea and walked quickly toward the study.

As always, the door was closed.

"Dong dong dong~"

Although invited, Lu Ran still knocked on the door properly.

"Enter." A faint voice came from inside.

Lu Ran was suddenly a bit dazed, remembering that night a few years ago.

Remembering himself holding hot milk, sensitive and cautious.

"Ranran?"

The person inside spoke again, her voice much gentler.

Qiao Wanjun was like an omniscient and omnipotent god, using a gentle voice to lead Lu Ran out of that dim night.

"Click."

Lu Ran opened the door, and the jasmine fragrance rushed toward him.

The woman was kneeling in front of the desk, putting down the brush in her hand.

She turned her head to look at the corner of the desk, admiring the beautiful Weeping Fairy Jasmine: "Is this the gift you gave me?"

"Yeah, does the temperament of this flower look like Ruyi?" Lu Ran said with a smile.

Qiao Wanjun looked up at Lu Ran, those eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.

Even more able to see through his little thoughts at a glance.

"Hehe." Lu Ran smiled embarrassedly.

"Come in."

"Oh." Lu Ran entered and closed the door, coming to the desk and kneeling opposite his mother.

"I like it very much." Qiao Wanjun's smiling eyes were gentle, taking the teacup handed by her son.

Far gentler than when she was at the birthday banquet just now.

Along with it, the fairy jasmine flower in the corner of the desk seemed even softer.

Lu Ran's gaze fell on the desk, seeing a piece of calligraphy she had just finished: "This is?"

Suddenly, a long sword flew over, the tip of the sword picking up the silk rope above the hanging scroll, slowly flying toward the wall.

A moment later, next to the hanging scroll with the word "Sword" written on it, another piece of ink treasure was added.

On the vertical scroll hanging vertically, four big characters were written from top to bottom—Cloud Sea Yunhai Chenqing.

Not as sharp as the word "Sword," but it still made Lu Ran click his tongue in secret.

Dragon flying and phoenix dancing, freely swinging.

Gradually, Lu Ran became fascinated by it.

Qiao Wanjun took a shallow sip of tea and didn't disturb Lu Ran, letting him realize it himself.

After a long time, Lu Ran asked: "Mom, what does this sentence mean?"

Qiao Wanjun held the warm teacup with both hands, her eyebrows gentle: "Your blade name."

Lu Ran: "."

What do you mean?

His questions were all written on his face.

Qiao Wanjun couldn't help but laugh, saying softly: "What is Cloud Sea?"

Lu Ran: "The cloud sea in the sky?"

Qiao Wanjun nodded gently, spitting out eight words: "Unpredictable, covering mountains and rivers."

Lu Ran thought quietly, not thinking that his mother was simply describing natural scenery.

Qiao Wanjun drank another sip of ginger tea, looking at the light tea soup, and said faintly:

"The cloud sea is magnificent and high, forever above all living things."

Lu Ran finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

Qiao Wanjun looked up at Lu Ran: "It can't be scattered, it exists forever."

Lu Ran suddenly said: "Is that so?"

Qiao Wanjun sighed: "In this world, there has never been equality.

For ordinary people, the powerful are the cloud sea covering people's heads.

There are thousands of disciples on Jinghong Peak, and for them, I am the cloud sea."

Lu Ran nodded silently, understanding his mother's meaning.

The "cloud sea" she spoke of exists objectively and indeed cannot be eliminated.

Where there are people, there will be high and low, there will be noble and humble.

There will be a ruling class and a ruled class.

Qiao Wanjun smiled: "Similarly, for believers, and even for the human race as a whole, the gods are the cloud sea covering the human world."

"Gulp." Lu Ran's Adam's apple rolled.

My good mother!

What are you doing?

Qiao Wanjun changed the subject: "Cloud Sea Yunhai Chenqing, the important thing is Yunhai Chenqing."

Lu Ran endured the stormy waves in his heart and repeated in a low voice: "Yunhai Chenqing."

Qiao Wanjun's eyebrows were gentle, but she said shocking words: "The cloud sea can't be scattered, but you can use your blade to wash away the dust in it.

Make the clouds above the high sky even purer.

Until it is spotless."

Lu Ran:!!!

As for what "dust" is, he didn't need his mother to explain.

Good guy~

This blade name...

Just now at the dining table, I shouldn't have asked that!

"Mom."

"Hmm?"

"I see you don't want me to cultivate a divine weapon."

"Hehe~" Qiao Wanjun gave a light laugh, "I still remember your speech at the awards ceremony.

Isn't your ambition very big?"

Lu Ran was silent for a moment and said: "What I think is to eliminate all evil in the world."

The implication is that he is thinking of slaughtering demons, and his gaze hasn't fallen on the god camp.

But the "cloud sea" in Qiao Wanjun's mouth has nothing to do with the demon camp!

Instead, it points directly to the god faction!

Or should it be said, it is the dust among the "Gods Cloud Sea."

This...

"Oh." Qiao Wanjun was noncommittal.

It was those deep water pool eyes, looking directly at Lu Ran's eyes, with deep meaning.

Lu Ran's body was tense, being stared at by such a powerful human being, it was really difficult to remain calm.

Even if Lu Ran clearly knew that she wouldn't hurt him.

Lu Ran shifted his gaze and looked at the calligraphy hanging on the wall: "Mom."

Qiao Wanjun didn't respond, just looked at Lu Ran quietly.

Lu Ran continued: "Look at the ink flowing down from the calligraphy."

Because Qiao Wanjun had just finished writing, and hung it up with a divine weapon, the ink on the paper that hadn't dried yet was flowing down a little bit.

Lu Ran said softly: "Does it look like the blood your son is about to shed?"

Qiao Wanjun laughed dumbly, picking up the warm ginger tea: "Do you like this name?"

The room fell into silence, with only the small sound of the woman drinking tea.

Lu Ran looked at the ink flowing on the handwriting, not speaking for a long time.

If I say I like it,

Am I taking a stand?

Or should I think this way, some secrets of this trip to the Divine Ruin will eventually be revealed.

Is Mom giving me a heads-up?

"Choose one." Qiao Wanjun saw her son refusing to speak and finally changed the subject.

The two divine weapon swords in the study flew over, hanging upside down in the air, presented in front of Lu Ran.

Lu Ran didn't understand: "Choose one?"

Qiao Wanjun nodded gently: "Escort you."

Escort?

Her divine weapon is connected to her spirit.

And Lu Ran has many secrets that cannot be exposed for the time being.

He thought for a moment and refused: "Thank you Mom, no."

"Hmm?" Qiao Wanjun frowned slightly.

In front of Lu Ran, she tried to keep a pleasant face.

But at this moment, she was a bit puzzled and a bit dissatisfied.

In front of Lu Ran, having a divine weapon sword by his side would not only be safer, but also allow Qiao Wanjun and Lu Ran to have a connection.

Although such a connection would be very, very weak, at least there would be a trace.

It's impossible for Lu Ran not to understand these, which is also the reason for Qiao Wanjun's displeasure.

Lu Ran shook his head: "No, Mom, I still want to grow on my own.

Eventually, I have to rely on myself, I can't always think about having a retreat, having your protection."

Qiao Wanjun picked up the ginger tea and said faintly: "Is that so?"

Lu Ran was silent for a long time and looked at the woman: "I have my own divine weapon, Night Glow, I have my own combat system.

This trip, I also want to cultivate my Eight Desolations Annihilation.

Cultivate my Cloud Sea Yunhai Chenqing."

Qiao Wanjun's hand holding the ginger tea paused slightly.

This name, he accepted it.

She took a shallow sip of tea and looked up at Lu Ran: "Have you thought it through?"

Lu Ran nodded gently: "Thought it through."

Actually, I had thought it through long ago!

Since I joined the Xianyang Gate, what I saw in my eyes was a pile of stones, no more gods.

My goal has never been just the demon camp.

So... Cloud Sea Yunhai Chenqing!

"Buzz!!"

Suddenly, a violent energy surged from Lu Ran's body.

(End of chapter)