Chapter 54 Turn off the lights

"Yes! That's it!" Jiang Xianwan brandished the sword that had been drawn automatically, its tip pointing diagonally towards the sky. "This is the sword of my Taixu Sect!"

"The representative of swords! The leader of swords! The sword among swords! The supreme sword!"

The disciple elder, who was comprehending sword intent in the Sword Cave, exclaimed: "Holy crap! How come the sword intent has suddenly become stronger and more terrifying!"

Yun Weize: "..."

Di Yin: "..."

The sect leader, who had been observing silently, thought: "..."

Jiang Xianwan gave a speech for another half hour before jumping down from the hill, his mouth dry.

"Seniors, it's getting late, so we'll stop here for now. Please tone down your sword intent, it's too bright. We'll continue next time!"

Having said that, he took a step forward, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

Yes.

The sword remained still, refusing to yield.

Jiang Xianwan: "...?"

"senior?"

"I need to go home and get some water."

"How about tomorrow night? I'll come again."

Sword: Let's play a little longer.

Jiang Xianwan's lips twitched. "It's too late."

He feigned deafness.

They won't allow it.

Jiang Xianwan could only cast an innocent glance at Hua Buxiu, who hadn't left yet, and said in a convoluted voice, "Master~"

Hua Buxiu tilted his head and gave her a charming smile, "Good night, my good disciple~"

Having said that, he flicked his wide sleeves and gracefully departed.

That wicked disciple deserves it!

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

Jiang Xianwan was exhausted after negotiating with Jian for a long time and collapsed on the ground.

Looking at the dense sword intent above his head, his mind went blank. "How about we turn off the lights first?"

It seems we can only wait for Hua Buxiu to calm down and then drag her out.

The swords all feigned death.

This is the most perfect and powerful sword intent!

She didn't want to watch!

I was just praising them non-stop a moment ago.

You brat, you change your mind so quickly!

Never stop!

Jiang Xianwan had no choice but to close her eyes.

But this light... this sword intent is too dazzling, it's even flashing through my eyelids. I squinted for a while, but couldn't stand it, so I got up again.

Of course, the two emperors wouldn't lift her up; instead, they tacitly pushed over a chessboard and began playing chess while sipping tea.

They discussed it until midnight, but Jiang Xianwan couldn't stay awake any longer and drifted off to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she was heartbroken to find that the beautiful woman hadn't come, and no one cared about her at all!

So many disciples saw it last night, there's no way the sect leader wouldn't know!

That's way too spicy!

The purple lightning bolt did come over and circle around a couple of times, but when it saw her squatting in the sword tomb, it angrily gave her the middle finger... and then angrily left.

And so, after another day of squatting in despair, Jiang Xianwan finally couldn't take it anymore.

She glanced at the sword intent still hovering overhead, and delivered another speech, trying to coax the sword to make way.

However, Jian ignored her completely!

On the third night, Jiang Xianwan saw purple lightning appear out of nowhere again. As if seeing a long-lost relative, she waved her hands excitedly, "Little Purple! Didn't you want to strike me? Come here! Quick! Strike me to death!"

Xiao Zi shuddered coldly and left.

It wanted to chop her up.

But it's not mentally ill.

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

She clasped her hands over her stomach, gazing at the dazzling stars that flashed mockingly at her along with a sword intent, finally accepting in despair the reality of her being ignored, helpless, and pitiful.

"At least turn off the lights first!"

Who could fall asleep with so much sword intent hanging over their head?!

Jiang Xianwan lay down for a while, then sat up and rummaged through his mustard seed bag for a long time before finding a perfectly round roulette wheel.

He closed his eyes and began to grasp the sword intent.

It won't go out, right?

Then don't blame her for being impolite!

The moment one touched the sword intent, a tearing pain shot through their soul.

She forced herself to endure it, then used her divine sense to bind a sword intent and roughly stuffed it into the roulette wheel.

"We slept together for three days, so give me some face and behave yourself."

"Don't want to come in? No way! Who wouldn't want such a perfect and powerful sword intent? I can take it out and admire it from time to time."

"Right? I was right, wasn't I?"

Jiang Xianwan chattered on and on, brainwashing the sword while simultaneously manipulating his divine sense to draw in a wisp of sword intent.

At first, the speed was extremely slow, but later it increased greatly, like catching chicks, catching them one by one.

She roughly shoved the sword intent into the roulette wheel, squeezing it out.

The two emperors, who were still playing chess, stopped and looked towards the back mountain when she caught the first sword intent.

Jiang Xianwan became more and more excited as he grabbed, pushing it in with all his might. The roulette wheel on his fingertips slowly turned, as if endless starlight was flowing through it.

She forcefully inserted sword intents into it, and a fight broke out.

Seeing the roulette wheel shaking violently, with a fierce battle raging inside and on the verge of collapse, Jiang Xianwan said in a deep voice, "Stop fooling around. We're all colleagues. If other sects see this, they'll laugh at us."

In the midst of their unrestrained fighting, the sword intent of each swordsman, who was unwilling to yield to the other, actually stopped. Some even excitedly and spontaneously rushed in before she could catch them.

It's so lively!

Gazing at the roulette wheel shimmering with silver light, Yun Weize's expression finally lost its composure. He exclaimed in surprise, "A top-grade spiritual artifact, just like that, she managed to stuff it out like that?"

Di Yin: "...Yes."

A star wheel that integrates hundreds of stunning sword intents.

Jiang Xianwan is truly...very outstanding.

Jiang Xianwan, who had been busy all night, felt that she was very good. She wiped away her sweat, looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and slowly turned the roulette wheel on her fingertips.

Silver light spilled out as the roulette wheel spun, making the dawn sky shimmer and dreamlike, and also making the girl's eyes sparkle.

"pretty!"

"Perfect!"

"nice!"

"like!"

Sword: ...Never mind, she said she likes it!

The sword, buried underground for who knows how many years, gleamed and emitted a faint sword intent.

Jiang Xianwan's fingertip swipe stopped abruptly, and the jostling sword intent suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

She didn't notice anything amiss, admired the view for a while, and then prepared to leave.

The sect leader couldn't possibly be unaware, because the barrier around the Sword Tomb had been repaired at some point, clearly indicating that they didn't want to deal with her.

We can't stay in the Sword Tomb forever.

Jiang Xianwan squatted on the ground, touched the barrier for a while, and tentatively asked, "Open Sesame?"

Yun Weize: "...?"

Jiang Xianwan pondered for a moment, then stood up, retreated ten meters in a rush, and assumed a sprinting posture, attracting the attention of many swords. Several even imitated her, eager to try.

Yun Weize: "..."

She doesn't think she can just bump into someone and cause a serious accident...!

Jiang Xianwan charged forward and rolled smoothly out of the barrier. Because he charged so hard, he rolled several times before stopping.

The barrier didn't break; the gap quickly closed automatically, and the swords following behind her bounced back, sticking aggrievedly to the barrier, buzzing loudly.

Yun Weize's fingertips trembled, and he looked somewhat surprised.

The barrier he personally set up unwittingly opened a crack for Jiang Xianwan.

Di Yin glanced at him sideways, his fingers twitching with barely suppressed urge... to hit him.

The culprit, with a dark, grimy face, strode away triumphantly.

Halfway there, they encountered Xu Yanzhou, who looked hurried, and greeted him, "Sect Leader Uncle."

"It's Wanwan." Xu Yanzhou laughed heartily and waved his hand. "Since you're out, come with me to see her."

Jiang Xianwan had no choice but to turn around and follow.

She never expected to meet the female lead so unexpectedly.