I stared blankly at my eldest son. What the hell is going on?
Did you enter a palace, or something else? How did you end up like this? For a moment, I had the illusion that my eldest son had just returned from Thailand…
However, even those with a penchant for cross-dressing would have to give him a thumbs up for his daring outfit…
I never expected my big son to be even more of a playboy than his father…
But everyone knows the palace is empty, there's not a single person there. Yet, all by himself, he managed to make himself look neither male nor female. That's too unrestrained!
"Son, why did you run out dressed in women's clothes? Didn't you even change?"
Hearing my words, Tuoba San felt incredibly wronged. How could he possibly explain himself?
He can't exactly say his magic weapon has a B-type tendency, can he? He'd be considered crazy...
He couldn't help but curse the Emperor's Sword in his heart. It was clearly all its fault, but who would believe him if he said it now? He was truly suffering in silence…
"Father, would you believe me if I said this dress just jumped onto me by itself?"
Tuoba Sansheng said with utter despair…
I just stared at him. Tuoba San knew I didn't believe him, and this dignified seven-foot-tall man could no longer hide his aggrieved expression...
Looking at him, I almost burst out laughing...
Tuoba San would never lie, and since the system hadn't given any notification, it meant the garment didn't belong to him…
So he must have worn this outfit for some reason...
“Son, it’s not that I don’t trust you, but look at you, dressed in women’s clothes and with your hair in braids. How can I trust you? You’re wasting your time on these things, do you understand?”
Faced with my rebuke, Tuoba San felt even more aggrieved, with endless resentment in his heart and nowhere to vent it...
"This...this is your son?"
The six-winged silver dragon stammered, its eyes filled with disbelief…
He's just a martial god, yet I treat him as a figure of origin and background. Is it because he's out of touch with the times, or is this world just too crazy?
Is it fashionable to "prank" one's son now?
But judging from my appearance, I'm not stupid. Why would I want to harm my son?
Bang…
The Emperor's Sword hurtled towards them, embedding itself in the ground beside Tuoba San...
This startled Tuoba San, and now he looks at the Emperor's Sword with a strange expression...
If possible, he really didn't want to use the Human Emperor's Sword anymore...
"nice one…"
The six-winged silver dragon reached out to snatch the Emperor's Sword, but the Emperor's Sword dodged it and appeared directly in Tuoba San's hand, wielding the sword to strike the six-winged silver dragon...
Tuoba San felt the power within his body surge into the Human Emperor Sword like a tidal wave, draining all his spiritual energy in an instant…
This scene nearly scared Tuoba San out of his wits. He was terrified that the Human Emperor Sword would disregard his life and continue to drain his power, which wouldn't be spiritual energy, but his life force...
But at that moment, the Nine Ghost Liquid that he hadn't had time to absorb transformed into a massive force that surged into his body...
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and at that moment, the Emperor's Sword was already in front of the six-winged silver dragon...
boom…
The sound of the collision echoed throughout the heavens and earth, alarming everyone in the Qingyun Sect. The disciples, unaware of the situation, thought someone was attacking the Qingyun Sect due to the intense clash of forces…
As the dust settled, Tuoba San stood holding his sword, his arm trembling uncontrollably. The force of the recoil had inflicted a serious injury on him…
What's even more shocking is that the six-winged silver dragon actually left its original spot. A dignified elder of the Primordial Demon Mountain was actually forced back by this sword strike...
Even Tuoba San himself was shocked. The power of that sword strike far exceeded his own strength. He himself was unsure whether the sword strike came from him or from the Human Emperor Sword itself...
If he were to strike again, the power would definitely be less than one-tenth of the power of this first strike…
The six-winged silver dragon was also dumbfounded…
Three bewildered questions flashed through my mind: Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?
Both sides fell silent, and the six-winged silver dragon was the first to react…
Never before had he felt such humiliation as he did today…
From the moment he arrived here, he has been relentlessly provoked by a Martial God. Now, he has even been forced to retreat by a Martial God. If this gets out, he will probably become a laughing stock in the Burial Realm…
"Boy, I don't care who you are, you've angered me. Hand over your sword, and I might spare your life..."
The six-winged silver dragon's molars were almost ground to powder, showing just how furious it was...
"Oh, here you go..."
Tuoba San threw the Emperor's Sword directly between the two men, not because he was afraid of the Six-Winged Silver Dragon, but mainly because the Emperor's Sword had a problem with its quality...
Up until now, he still hadn't guessed that the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden was inside the Human Emperor Sword. He had always thought that the Human Emperor Sword was a monster, and no matter how powerful the sword was, he didn't want it by his side...
The Human Emperor Sword suddenly trembled. He was furious. How could a supreme innate treasure be so disliked? If word got out, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?
The six-winged silver dragon was also stunned. He had only said it casually. He thought that Tuoba San would definitely not agree, and once Tuoba San refused, he could take action...
But Tuoba San simply threw the sword at him, which caught him off guard. He wasn't prepared at all for Tuoba San to obediently comply...
However, after realizing what had happened, he no longer dared to easily take the Emperor's Sword...
He looked at Tuoba San with suspicion, momentarily filled with doubt and uncertainty...
"You...you really want to give me this treasure?"
The six-winged silver dragon asked uncertainly…
"Yes, I really gave it to you..."
Tuoba San is now avoiding it like the plague. He is truly terrified of the Human Emperor's Sword. If things continue like this, he fears he will be led astray by it...
"You're such a kind girl, it's just that you're a little ugly..."
The six-winged silver dragon said with a sly tongue…
As soon as he finished speaking, the already trembling Emperor Sword paused for a moment, then trembled even more violently, like someone who had been stunned for a moment and then burst into uncontrollable laughter…
Tuoba San was still basking in the joy of relief when he heard the Six-Winged Silver Dragon's words. His expression immediately changed. Even though he knew he was no match for the Six-Winged Silver Dragon, a powerful killing intent still erupted from his body...
whoosh…
The Emperor's Sword returned to Tuoba San's hands. Holding the sword, his invincible aura soared into the sky. After breaking through to the Martial God realm, this invincible momentum became even more awe-inspiring...
"How strange, how can a girl cultivate such a masculine martial art? No wonder she looks neither male nor female..."
The six-winged silver dragon muttered to itself, but Tuoba San heard every word it said…
"You old scoundrel, how dare you insult me like this! I'll fight you to the death!"
As he spoke, Tuoba San charged straight at the six-winged silver dragon. Faced with Tuoba San's attack, the six-winged silver dragon dared not be careless and quickly made a defensive move...
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