Jianjian: "???"

Tears welled in the boy's eyes, and his lips were unconsciously bitten. He looked utterly lost and aggrieved: "Why?"

He looked swaying, as if he was about to collapse from the shock of the situation!

"Ningning, you already have me!"

Just moments ago, the sword spirit's true form appeared normal, just like a human. But now, its entire body has begun to turn transparent, as if it will disappear completely in the next second!

Tianning: "..."

Seriously, are all your swordsmen this talented at acting?

Tian Ning sighed, "Something unexpected happened."

In that situation, no one would have imagined that the demonic sword, having developed its own will, would attack in an attempt to form a contract. Since things had already come to this, Tianning decided to tell the truth. Fortunately, she took the healing pills quickly; otherwise, there would have been far more than ten…

Tianning was utterly exhausted. Having used the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One technique within the Sword Tomb, and with his advancement, all he wanted to do was lie down and rest. After repeatedly reminding Jianjian not to bully the other swords, and that the Demon Sword only needed a lesson, Tianning went to find a bed to sleep.

Only after Tian Ning left did Jian Jian's dazed, innocent look completely disappear. Instead, her eyes gradually darkened as she stared at the Demon Sword. Heh—so it was this restless scoundrel who led the charge!

As the Demon Sword was coveted by the Demon Lord, it was naturally not something to be trifled with.

The strange patterns on the sword began to glow, and the black mist slowly condensed into a solid form in the air. A magnetic male voice, carrying a warning pressure, said: "Fool, she's mine! Understand?"

Although I didn’t expect Tianning to have a natal sword all along, as a demonic sword, it has always followed its bloodthirsty nature. Once it helps Tianning become a demon and assists the new demon lord to take the throne, there is no need to keep this piece of trash alive!

Jianjian, who had been holding back his anger until now, could no longer tolerate such provocation.

This scene is tantamount to a mistress pointing her finger at the wife and yelling at her!

Before the demonic sword's spirit could even fully materialize, Jianjian delivered a left hook and a right hook, instantly shattering the demonic sword's spirit!

The Demon Sword was usually disdainful of any sword. Apart from the sword that the righteous villains had specially forged to deal with him a thousand years ago, he had never been afraid of any sword. But he never expected that today he would be pinned to the ground and ruthlessly trampled by an unknown sword!

Yes! Step on it!

Jianjian was still not satisfied after beating him; he wished he could tear this scoundrel who used underhanded means to get in the door in two!

I'll teach you to use underhanded tactics!

Don't think that just because the contract is successful, it's over. In the days to come, he will definitely make this little bitch suffer!

The Demon Sword was no longer the force it once was. It was tossed outside by the other swords and used as a clothesline; anyone who dared resist would be beaten again. This scare tactic made the other swords much more obedient. Even the Demon Sword was thrown to the ground and trampled on. They'd have to think twice before trying to rise to power…

——

On the other side, Wenren Xue was smashing things in her room, unable to control her emotions. Sect Leader Xiao had already sent someone to immediately send her away from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and back to the Wenren family.

She went from being a proud daughter to someone despised by everyone in an instant. How could she possibly accept that?!

[I told you long ago, we had to weaken her luck! Only when everyone turns their back on her and despises her can you make your move! Now look what's happened, your recklessness might have already caught the attention of the Heavenly Dao here!]

The system in her mind accused Wenren Xue of being reckless. How could it have been matched with such an impulsive host?

"Weaken! Weaken! You've said it a thousand times! The people we encountered before were easy to deal with, but this time, even when Long Han went to the secret realm to kill her, she didn't make a sound! How long do you expect me to watch that bitch jump around like this!"

After a moment of silence, the system said helplessly, "We're in the same boat, and I don't want to see you fail either. It's just that Tian Ning's luck is too strong; you'll have to be patient and take it slow..."

Wenren Xue had no patience to listen to advice at this moment: "Didn't you say this was a book? Why didn't you give me a plot? What kind of transmigrator doesn't even have a plot!"

[This is indeed the world from the book, but data from headquarters indicates there's no plot...]

The system didn't know what to say either; there was no storyline about Tian Ning, as if this person didn't exist, but that was impossible.

There is no plot; the only thing that exists is a transmigrator who invades the world. However, transmigrators are disliked by the Heavenly Dao, and once discovered, they are all sent back to their original world. How could a transmigrator possibly possess such strong luck?

Just then, the door creaked open, and Qin Mingcheng walked in.

"Xue'er..."

"Master! Please, please plead with the sect leader! Xue'er doesn't want to leave Master, Xue'er still wants to stay under Master's tutelage..." Wenren Xue had already tidied herself up and looked quite pitiful at the moment. She believed that Master would not want to see her sad.

"Xue'er, you are only leaving temporarily," Qin Mingcheng comforted her gently. "I will definitely help you find the ninth-tier spiritual plant, the Rejuvenation Grass, to restore your right hand, and then find a way to let you return to the Myriad Swords Sect in glory!"

"I've heard that they're only temporarily avoiding trouble. I won't let that Tian Ning get away with this!"

"Really, Master?" Wenren Xue looked at the system panel and saw that the favorability rating was 90%. She was touched on the surface, but she was annoyed in her heart. Her master had been looking at someone else through her, and the favorability rating had been stuck at this level.

"Xue'er, you must trust your master," Qin Mingcheng picked her up and held her in his arms. "What you need to do when you get back is to find a way to get that brat Long Ye to form a pact with you!"

——

The fact that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect lost Wenren Xue is not bad for Tian Ning; at least he won't be inexplicably harassed when he goes to the Mission Hall.

She specifically checked and found that she had enough points to last for another six months, after which she would have to do more tasks.

With plenty of time to spare, Tianning returned to her own courtyard to continue reading her storybook.

Recently, their Sword Protection Mountain has been incredibly lively. Xiao Roushu visits almost eight times a day, and occasionally she even drags Long Kangnian along.

Xiao Roushu wanted to see Tianning's daily life. As someone born with a sword-like spirit, he must be very diligent. Did he practice swordsmanship for twelve hours a day?

She was wrong... Tianning spent all twelve hours of the day reading storybooks.

Xiao Roushu felt her illusions shattered, and she tried her best to salvage Tianning's image. Could it be... that this is what genius is all about?

To celebrate Tian Ning's signing of ten swords at once in the Sword Tomb, Shi Qinxin prepared a large feast. She enthusiastically invited Xiao Roushu and Long Kangnian to join her. The group drank and ate under the moon, as if they had returned to the lively days of the Sword Guardian Mountain.

The three little ones were drinking fruit wine.