"Master! Guangguang finally found you!" A happy child's voice rang out.
Jiang Deng's consciousness sank into the sea of knowledge, and what came into view was a rusty dagger.
A strong sense of familiarity surged into his heart, and Jiang Deng couldn't help but have red eyes.
The heavy light sword, the first of the ten divine weapons!
It is also her natal sword.
That day, she failed to ascend to heaven and was imprisoned by seven disciples. All the spiritual weapons on her body were snatched away by the disciples, even the divine artifact, the heavy lightsaber, was not spared.
Since then, the connection between her and the natal sword has been cut off and it has disappeared. Unexpectedly, it would return to her hands today by such a coincidence.
only……
Jiang Deng looked distressed, "Guangguang? How did you become so damaged?"
Not only did Chongguang shrink from a mighty and domineering heavy sword to the size of a dagger, but the sword body was also severely damaged, rusty, and full of potholes. It looked like a completely broken dagger from the mortal world!
"Master, Guangguang is so tired. I really want to sleep for a while, just a little while..."
The sword spirit's voice gradually became lower and lower, and then it was completely silent.
Jiang Deng sighed. The weapon spirit and the artifact were one. If the heavy light sword itself was damaged, the sword spirit would fall asleep.
It seemed that she had to collect a lot of divine-grade refining materials to repair the Heavy Light Sword. Perhaps only then would the sword spirit of the Heavy Light Sword awaken and tell her everything...
Putting the matter of the heavy light sword aside for the time being, Jiang Deng hurriedly searched for the rest of the things in Ye Guchen's storage bag.
Ninety low-grade spirit stones, three ordinary-grade anti-aging pills, one low-grade yellow-grade longevity pill, three mid-grade yellow-grade communication stones, and one high-grade earth-grade concealment cloak.
In the world of cultivating immortals, techniques, spiritual weapons, elixirs, talismans, formations, and spiritual beasts are all divided into five grades: Tiandi, Xuanhuang, Fan.
The heavenly level is the highest, and the mortal level is the lowest. Apart from the spiritual weapon, the concealment cloak, which is quite good, the other things are of no use to cultivators.
"How could a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage be so poor?"
Jiang Deng’s spiritual consciousness left the storage bag, and he kicked Ye Guchen’s body in disgust, then turned around and left angrily.
However, Jiang Deng had only taken two steps when he bumped into a man in white who suddenly appeared at the bottom of the cliff.
"Why is there another one?"
Jiang Deng covered his red forehead and looked up angrily.
Could it be that the bottom of this cliff is some kind of historical site or a check-in spot? Otherwise, why would people jump down and check in from time to time?
Jiang Deng was originally very angry, but the moment she saw the true face of the man in white who bumped into her, the anger in her heart disappeared in an instant.
Because the other person is so good-looking...
His face was as white as jade, with a slightly morbid paleness. His facial features were so delicate that every stroke seemed to be made by the hand of the Creator. His temperament was also very unique, with a kind of broken beauty that made people want to bully him.
A real sick beauty!
Jiang Deng originally thought that his seven handsome disciples were already the most beautiful men in the world, but he didn't expect that compared with this person, they were just like fireflies competing with the bright moon, and were not worthy of being compared with him at all!
If she had met this person in her previous life, she would have promised to only accept this one disciple for the rest of her life. As for her seven disciples? All of them should get lost!
However... although Jiang Deng had never seen this person in his previous life, he always felt that this person looked strangely familiar.
Where on earth have I seen him before? It can't be a dream, right?
Jiang Deng put down his hand in a daze and stared at the man in white, making him feel embarrassed and his cheeks began to turn slightly red.
"S-Sorry."
The man in white avoided Jiang Deng's gaze. He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Deng's forehead. With a flash of white light, the redness and swelling on Jiang Deng's forehead disappeared immediately.
He is the lord of the largest ancient spiritual domain among the ten domains, Baili Chengfeng.
The strongest man in the world of immortal cultivation today is so powerful that he can ascend to heaven at any time, but there is no contempt or disdain in his eyes when he looks at Jiang Deng, as if he is looking at someone who is equal to him.
Although Baili Chengfeng's voice was gentle, Jiang Deng's expression suddenly turned ugly. "When did you come?"
If this person had come earlier and witnessed the entire process of her murder and robbery, wouldn't she have to hand over the things she had worked so hard to get and then share the spoils?
There were already few things in the storage bag, so what would be left after two people divided it?
Jiang Deng's eyes instantly became unfriendly. She stared at Baili Chengfeng vigilantly, as if she was ready to fight him to the death at any time.
Although Baili Chengfeng didn't understand why this mortal woman in front of him suddenly had such hostility towards him, he still said honestly: "When you kicked him, but... why did you kick him?"
Didn’t you see it?
Great, we don’t have to divide that thing!
Jiang Deng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but said with a forced tone, "He suddenly fell from the sky and almost hit me. If it were you, wouldn't you be angry?"
"Feel sorry……"
Baili Chengfeng gave an apologetic smile. If he hadn't attacked Ye Guchen, the other party wouldn't have fallen from the sky and almost hit this mortal woman.
"Sorry, sorry, is that all you can say?"
Jiang Dengtou is quite old. She has a straightforward personality and hates people who are nagging the most. This person is so handsome, why can't he speak?
Baili Chengfeng suddenly looked a little helpless, "Hold..."
After uttering just one word, he realized something was wrong and immediately shut up, but his face looked as if he had been bullied, and even his eyes were a little red.
For some reason, the anger in Jiang Deng's heart disappeared, and he felt a strange sense of pleasure instead.
She coughed lightly, crossed her arms, and said, "If you want me to forgive you, that's fine, but you have to send me back to the cliff!"
The cliff was too high, and she couldn't climb up with her strength. If she took a detour, it would probably take her ten days or half a month to get out. By the time she returned to the Jiang Mansion, the opportunity would have passed.
Since there are ready-made laborers, why doesn't she use them?
"……Can."
Baili Chengfeng glanced at the inaccessible cliff, then at Jiang Deng, who, though a mortal, showed no injuries, and couldn't help but wonder, "How did you get down from there?"
"Don't ask about beautiful women!" Jiang Deng glared at him. "Just do your job well!"
"oh……"
Baili Chengfeng grabbed Jiang Deng's collar and was about to carry her up to fly.
Jiang Deng's fury instantly flared up, and he struggled to free his collar from Baili Chengfeng's grasp. "How can you lead someone like that? What if my clothes get torn? I'll fall and die!"
After being accused, Baili Chengfeng was at a loss, "Then, what should I do?"
He has always carried his weapon spirit in this way, and he has never seen the weapon spirit dissatisfied. But why is this mortal woman so angry?
Could it be that... there are other ways to make people fly?
Under Baili Chengfeng's gaze, Jiang Deng put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "Hold me!"
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