Chapter 53 Brainwashing the Sword

boom--

Jiang Xianwan used the 'Fleeting Shadow' movement technique to its fullest extent. With a whoosh, he rolled nimbly, almost brushing past the tribulation lightning.

"You daughter!"

The lightning bolt struck empty air, and he paused, then became somewhat distracted by her words.

Why are you talking about his sister for no reason? His sister is sleeping at home.

Also, how did that brat dodge so quickly?

Are you born in the Year of the Monkey?

They set their sights on Jiang Xianwan again.

Don't hide if you dare!

Another bolt of lightning struck down, and Jiang Xianwan threw an iron pot in return.

In an instant, the pot shattered into countless fragments.

Purple lightning: ...Holy crap?

Jiang Xianwan: "Holy crap!"

The flowers hanging on the treetops never stopped: "..."

Jiang Xianwan yelled "Damn it!" and took off running. The purple tribulation lightning reacted, twisting into a pretzel like a snake, and gave chase!

Thus, the two emperors in the Lianfutai Pavilion saw Jiang Xianwan, who was moving with flamboyant style, amidst the maddened lightning bolt.

There were also large trees and boulders continuously shattering into pieces, like two mad dogs destroying a house, sparks and lightning all the way.

Wherever it went, nothing grew, and one pit followed another.

The purple lightning bolts missed their mark dozens of times, and sensing that its power was running low, it became enraged and went berserk.

You brat, stop right there!

boom--

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xianwan darted to the foot of a large tree.

Hua Buxiu: "...?!"

Jiang Xianwan!

You wicked disciple who defies the Heavenly Gang!

Hua Buxiu, who was leisurely watching the show while hanging on the treetop, twitched his fingertips and slowly exhaled a wisp of black smoke.

"Jiang, Xian, Wan!"

Jiang Xianwan's face was covered in soot, but she turned her head and chuckled, "Master, you're such a kind person!"

"Fuck you!"

How can anyone treat their master this badly?!

Traitorous disciple!

Purple tribulation lightning: ...

He was so angry he was trembling.

He frantically twisted himself into two words: Don't run!

The disciples who witnessed this scene were all stunned.

Don't run!

Is this even allowed?

Also, why is this tribulation lightning even more intense than the previous ones?

No wonder Jiang Xianwan ran away!

His mind raced, and he looked at the swords in the distance, stuck in the stone wall, lying on the ground, hanging from the treetops, in all sorts of strange and wonderful poses. His eyes lit up, and he ran over without hesitation.

The purple lightning bolt, having mustered all its strength, struck down with pinpoint accuracy once more.

The transparent barrier shattered with a loud roar, and Jiang Xianwan rolled away on the spot, quickly tumbling into the sword tomb.

Yun Weize: "..."

boom--

Another sound rang out, and the Sword Tomb shook violently!

With a deafening roar, the tribulation lightning split into countless electric snakes that rained down.

The Sword Tomb instantly... boiled over.

Hundreds and thousands of swords were awakened by lightning, and for a moment they sang in unison, their blades shining with colorful light, making the entire sword mound look like a huge disco.

Sword: ...Holy crap!

Purple lightning: ...Holy crap! Could you be any more shameless?

Hua Buxiu: ...Is this something a human being could do?

Jiang Xianwan once again perfectly evaded the situation.

She nimbly got up, brushed aside her dark hair, looked at the purple lightning hanging in mid-air as if questioning its existence, and smiled sweetly, "Oh? Why is it thinner? Will it still strike, darling?"

Who is your treasure!

The purple lightning twisted into three large characters and a fierce symbol: You wait!

They stormed off in a huff and left in anger!

Going home to recharge!

Jiang Xianwan: "..." Why are you getting so worked up?

We can't afford to play this game.

"good evening!"

Purple lightning: Late my foot!

Seeing it run away in a huff, Jiang Xianwan took a smug step forward, ready to leave.

However, upon seeing a group of longswords floating in the air and aimed at her, she nervously took two steps back.

"Um, if I said I didn't do it on purpose, would you believe me?"

Sword: Do you think we believe it or not?

They were sleeping soundly when they were forcibly awakened by lightning. What kind of nonsense is this?

Are they unlucky, or do they deserve it?

The overwhelming sword energy buzzed loudly, and the sword blades flickered incessantly like a revolving lantern.

It looks rather scary.

Jiang Xianwan was silent for three seconds, then asked, "Believe...right?"

Buzz buzz buzz!

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz!

Jiang Xianwan took a weak step to the left.

A group of swords followed to the left.

Jiang Xianwan moved to the right.

A group of swords followed to the right.

After dancing the tango for a while with a group of swordsmen, Jiang Xianwan plopped down on the ground, exhausted. "Okay, I admit I did it on purpose."

The sword suddenly hummed even more intensely.

You despicable scoundrel, have you finally admitted your mistake?

"But aren't you all at fault?"

sword:……?

What did they do wrong?

Was it wrong to stay in the Sword Tomb?

Was it wrong to encounter such a heartless person?

Or is the fault that they are a group of innocent and pitiful victims?

"Look." Jiang Xianwan grabbed a sword and drew on the ground. "Senior sword masters, please look. To the left is the Sword Cave, behind is the Sword Cave, and here is the Sword Tomb."

Sword: So what?

"The Sword Cave is the sword intent left behind by our predecessors. I can't possibly destroy your hard work."

Sword: If you don't want to destroy their sword intent, do you want to destroy them directly? Besides, isn't there another one over there?

“Although this is a path, but!” Jiang Xianwan’s expression suddenly turned solemn. “I can’t possibly implicate my innocent fellow disciples.”

Sword: So you can implicate innocent creatures?

You just dragged someone else into this mess too!

"Ah, you mean that one? The one who got struck by lightning was my master. He deserved it."

"Of course, I'm not saying you deserved it, but the disciples are still young and inexperienced, while you are amazing!"

As she spoke, Jiang Xianwan became excited, "Just think about it, how outstanding are the swordsmen who can stay in the Taixu Sect, right under the Emperor's nose! How one in ten thousand they are!"

Jian Qi nodded in unison: That's quite true.

But that's no excuse for you to hurt us, is it?

"Right? Not bad, right?" Jiang Xianwan pretended not to see their objections, opened her innocent big eyes, and continued to excitedly say, "So, I thought you guys are amazing! So I came, and I really got to admire the unique style of my seniors!"

She clasped her hands in a fist and bowed, her expression serious. "My seniors have been incredibly kind to me!"

The swords fell silent, then hummed in unison.

Yes!

They are just that amazing!

The two emperors, whose divine senses enveloped the sword tomb and witnessed this scene, fell into deep thought.

The sword first exuded a murderous aura, then nodded, and then solemnly raised its blade as if it were ill.

Jiang Xianwan became more and more energetic as he spoke, striding higher and higher up the hill. "Is this thunder? This is my trust in you all, my affirmation of you all, and my expectation of you all!"

"It's just one tribulation lightning bolt. Don't even mention one, I know you seniors could handle a hundred!"

The girl suddenly raised the longsword she had casually grabbed high, "The swords of our Taixu Sect are the strongest swords!"

Buzz—

Countless sword lights instantly shone brightly!

A dazzling array of colors burst through the night, soaring into the sky and illuminating the entire Taixu Sect!

Jiang Xianwan, who was passionately speaking, was taken aback.

No, she only said a few words, and these swordsmen believed her?

Also, why are there so many sword intents hanging above her head all of a sudden?

The swords were clearly excited by her words, and they all automatically drew their sheaths, displaying their strongest and most perfect sword intent, as if competing with each other, all wanting her to see them.

They are that strong!