Chapter 51: Yun San Unleashes the Seal

A red shadow came out of nowhere and quickly circled the Flame Dragon, as if it was observing it curiously, or testing it cautiously.

The Flame Dragon looked at it with disdain, as if the sword spirit was also testing the Flame Dragon with disdain.

The people around were all shocked when they saw this strange sight, and they gathered around. One of them looked worried and stammered, "Senior, this..."

"It's okay, nothing will happen." Xuan Ling said calmly.

After the sword spirit turned several times, it suddenly retreated a little distance, and then, without any warning, it shot out a beam of icy force towards the fire dragon.

However, Yanlong remained calm, neither dodging nor evading, and calmly took the attack.

When ice magic meets the fire dragon, it is like a drop in the ocean and cannot cause any waves at all.

The sword spirit may have sensed that the Flame Dragon was not afraid at all, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.

"It ran away?" Yanlong scratched his head, looking puzzled. "Master, don't we need to chase it?"

Xuan Ling smiled and said calmly, "It will come back."

When the cultivators around heard this, they became anxious again, looked panicked, and whispered to each other.

"What should we do if this spirit comes back?"

"Yes, yes! So many of our fellow disciples are still frozen in it! The fate of our brothers is still unknown."

Xuan Ling raised his eyes, glanced at Yanlong, and signaled him to unfreeze everyone.

However, Yanlong winked at him and pursed his lips, motioning Xuan Ling to come closer.

Xuan Ling frowned, full of suspicion, not knowing what he was up to. But in front of everyone, he had no choice but to lean closer and whisper, "What's wrong?"

Yanlong said seriously without blushing or beating his heart, "Master, I don't have enough magic power. You have to hold me in your arms so that you can cast the spell to unblock it."

When Yun San saw Yan Long was about to start performing again, he turned his head away and refused to look at him.

"A crazy dragon, and a crazy dragon that can't tell the difference between male and female. Humph!" Yun Sanli muttered secretly.

Xuan Ling had a helpless look on his face. When he caught the glances from the people around him, he suddenly felt embarrassed.

There was no time to think about much else at this moment, so Xuan Ling had to reach out and pick up the Flame Dragon.

As soon as Yanlong's body came into contact with Xuan Ling, his magic power began to slowly recover.

After a while, he smiled at Xuan Ling.

Afterwards, she waved her hand gently, and the sect's seal was completely unsealed.

In order to prevent the spiritual creature from breaking in again, Xuan Ling and his companions stayed in the sect.

The three of them took a short rest and then it was dawn.

"Strange, the sword spirit didn't come here." Xuan Ling was puzzled.

Yanlong said nonchalantly, "Humph! It must be afraid of me. I don't like it because it looks so black!"

Xuan Ling ignored Yan Long's boasting and explained solemnly, "It has not merged with Xuan Tie. What we see now is just a spirit body, not its original appearance. Let's wait a little longer! If it appears again, we must force it to recognize its master."

At this point, Xuan Ling suddenly remembered something and turned his gaze to Yun San, "Take advantage of this moment to remove the seal on you! See if you can remember something after the seal is removed, maybe it's about Xuantie."

Yun San was so excited that a pair of fox ears popped out. "Okay! Great, Yun San is willing to give it a try."

"Master, have you told Yun San? Even if he has solved it, he will have to..."

"The Lord of God has already told me that Yun San will accept anyone he becomes a slave to."

Xuan Ling nodded, then flipped his palm and a blade suddenly appeared. He lightly scratched Yun San's fingertips and a drop of blood rolled down.

Then, he gathered the spiritual energy in his body and lightly tapped the seal on Yun San's chest with his fingertips.

The talisman slowly floated out of Yun San's body, hung in the air for a moment, and then "whoosh" into Xuan Ling's body.

Xuan Ling couldn't help but wonder, "I'm the designated person? Yanlong, you..."

At this time, Yan Long was also shocked, thinking to himself: The designated person turned out to be Xuan Ling? Damn, what on earth was the original owner thinking?

Xuan Ling didn't care about the details at the moment. He immediately bit his fingertips, squeezed out a drop of blood, and splashed it onto Yun San's chest.

In an instant, light shone everywhere, enveloping Yun San.

At this moment, Yun San's body began to change. He grew taller and stronger, and his childlike appearance gradually disappeared.

When I looked again, a tall and straight young man suddenly stood before me.

He had a fair face, thick black eyebrows, and bright, lively eyes.

His plain white robe fluttered in the wind, revealing his elegance and the agility that comes naturally to him as a member of the nine-tailed white fox clan. His every move showed his handsomeness.

"Wow! This little fox has grown up to be so handsome! It's worthy of being a member of the Nine-Tailed Clan, it's different from others!" Yanlong couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this scene.

Xuan Ling felt inexplicably angry when he saw Yanlong staring at Yun San with an infatuated look.

He glared at the Flame Dragon fiercely, and at this moment, the progress bar of his desire floating above Xuan Ling's head actually slowly decreased.

Yanlong was so scared that he sat up immediately: "Damn it! Why is my attraction index decreasing? Is Xuanling disgusted with me?"

Yanlong quickly turned around and no longer looked at Yun San.

Yun San happened to see this action, and for a moment he mistakenly thought that Ao Long disliked him.

It made his fox heart feel lost.

Yun San paused, bowed respectfully towards Xuan Ling, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master, for removing the seal for Yun San. Yun San will do his best to serve you for a thousand years."

Xuan Ling raised his hand and responded: "Since the spell is like this, you will follow me from now on. If a Japanese king returns to the divine realm, you can return to your tribe."

"real?"

"Of course, you can go back without worry then."

Upon hearing this, Yun San was immediately excited: "Thank you, Master. Yun San would like to thank you for your consideration."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "whoosh" sound, and a black shadow jumped out from the corner, rushing towards Yun San with a fierce force.

"Be careful of the sword spirit." Yanlong noticed and reminded.

Yun San instinctively dodged to the side, and the sword spirit was surrounded by red light. It turned around and flew towards Yun San again.

"Why does this sword spirit only attack Yun San? What's going on?" Yanlong found it increasingly strange.

Seeing this, Xuan Ling flicked his sleeve and released a stream of spiritual power to temporarily control the sword spirit.

Then he said to Yun San: "Think carefully and see if you can remember anything. What is going on with this sword spirit?"

In the midst of panic, Yun San's thoughts were pulled back to the past.

The picture was intermittent, like a broken puzzle. All Yun San saw was the blurry background of Lingyuan God taming the sword spirit.

At the critical moment, a dark shadow unexpectedly attacked the God Lord by surprise, causing all the God Lord's lifelong magic power to be devoured by the sword spirit.

It was as if I was there in person, seeing the scene so vividly.

Seeing this, Yun San guessed that the sword spirit was probably so angry because it thought its master had passed away.

Thinking further, it attacked me probably because it mistook me for the mysterious man from that year. After all, judging from the memory fragments, I was there when the incident happened.

Yun San calmed down and shouted to the sword spirit, "Hey, I didn't kill your master. Did you make a mistake?"

"What's wrong? What did you remember?" Xuan Ling asked anxiously.

"Master, the sword spirit mistook me for the cause of Lingyuan God's ascension, so it attacked me." Yun Sanman responded helplessly.

"Mystical God?" Xuan Ling was stunned for a moment.

Yanlong: ???