Ye Sisi stood up and looked at the longswords getting closer and closer to her, sighing softly: "Alas! It's not that I don't want to take you with me, but I'm powerless to do anything about it. If I take you all away, Sect Master Wangkong will kill me."
The swords ignored her. What did it matter to them whether she was cut down or not? No, it would matter if she followed them, but she hadn't followed them yet.
Seeing that these swordsmen were unmoved, Ye Sisi waved her hand and said, "Alright, seeing how sincere you are, I'll take you away. Come in yourself."
She smiled slightly and put the recording stone that had captured everything into her spatial ring. It wasn't her fault; these guys insisted on following her, even though she had refused them many times.
The swords cheered and rushed to Ye Sisi's spatial ring. Even those stuck in the ground and the rest floating in the air seemed eager to join in.
Ye Sisi was already imagining the day when she would shout "Sword, come!" and a shower of longswords would burst forth like a meteor shower—it would be incredibly cool.
She was enjoying sheathing her sword, but the others weren't.
The swords that were just floating in the air disappeared by half in the blink of an eye. These were all half-step spiritual treasures that had their own faint consciousness.
Although their primary goal upon entering was undoubtedly the seven spirit swords, gaining their approval was far too difficult. Therefore, these half-step spirit treasures, which possessed a faint but weak consciousness, became their targets for deception.
Damn it, what's going on now? It's one thing that we didn't see those seven spiritual treasures, but why are all those half-step spiritual treasures gone? I've never heard of anything like this before.
Therefore, apart from Bai Luochen, the other eight people rushed towards the place with the strongest sword energy fluctuations, because the sword energy there was too chaotic, as if people were fighting.
Then they actually saw the swords fighting, and the fight was fierce. The sharp sword energy was so intense that even some of them who were at the Golden Core stage dared not approach.
So they could only watch from afar, not understanding what was going on. Could it be that the swords in the Ten Thousand Swords Cave had a custom of competing to determine the leader?
As they watched, the swordsmen soon stopped fighting and all faced one direction. Upon closer inspection, they saw a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl sitting in the center of the sword fight.
It was none other than Ye Sisi, so the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect wanted to go forward and ask what was going on, because they couldn't let this young fellow Daoist get into trouble.
Before they could even ask, they were shocked to discover that Ye Sisi had taken all the swords.
Those are hundreds of spirit swords at the half-step spirit treasure level, how could one person take them away?
Moreover, they were all taken away by Ye Sisi. What are they going to do? Although they have quite a few top-grade spiritual artifacts, can they compare to spiritual artifacts that have consciousness? Of course not.
Everyone panicked, and the female disciple with the highest cultivation level quickly called out to stop Ye Sisi, who was about to go find the Traceless Sword.
"Young friend Ye, please wait a moment!"
Ye Sisi turned around and found that so many people had come. Apart from her fifth senior brother, the other eight were all here.
So she asked with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, is there something you need?"
The group exchanged glances, unsure of what to say. This woman had been kind to their sect, so they couldn't be too forceful, but they also couldn't just watch her take so many swords away; otherwise, the sect leader and the others would be heartbroken.
Cough cough, they were also heartbroken. There might have been a sword inside that belonged to them. It was really painful to watch Ye Sisi take away a sword that could have been theirs.
Seeing their predicament, Ye Sisi realized why they had come, so she smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, have you come for these swords?"
As he spoke, he released all the swords that he had just taken away.
The disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief. Young Fellow Daoist Ye was truly sensible and considerate, not making things difficult for them at all.
The female disciple in the lead, Luo Yanran, said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, please forgive us. The sect has rules that each person can only take one sword with them, and it is enough for a sword cultivator to have a natal sword that suits their taste."
Ye Sisi sighed softly, "Oh, pretty sister, it's not that I don't know this rule. My master taught us when we first entered the sect that sword cultivators should treat their swords like their wives, remaining faithful and devoted for life. Only in this way can one go further on the path of swordsmanship."
Luo Yanran and the others were stunned. They knew that many people joked that sword cultivators' swords were their wives and that no one was allowed to touch them. But wasn't that just a joke? Why did Master Tianyuan take it seriously and teach his disciples like that? What would happen if Fellow Daoist Ye had a Daoist partner in the future?
Seeing that the people opposite her were stunned, Ye Sisi continued to sigh and say, "But I can't do anything about it. I wanted to find the Sword of No Trace, but as you can see, these swords blocked my way and wouldn't let me pass. They even wanted to fight with me. What can I do?"
Although Ye Sisi's expression was sincere and she looked very troubled, Luo Yanran and the others inexplicably felt that she was in Versailles. Although they did not know the word, their emotions were always in sync.
Seeing that they were ignoring her, Ye Sisi grabbed a black, ancient-looking longsword that was being pushed towards her and threw it to the silent Luo Yanran, saying with a troubled expression, "Pretty sister, I'm not lying. Try it if you don't believe me."
Luo Yanran subconsciously reached out and grasped the hilt of the longsword. Then she felt a series of violent sword energies piercing her fair palm. In just a moment, her hand was cut open, and blood gushed out like it was free.
The pain made her subconsciously let go, and then she saw the longsword, which had just been raging, obediently fly to Ye Sisi's front and affectionately try to rub its hilt against Ye Sisi's face.
Even after being ruthlessly slapped away by Ye Sisi, he still shamelessly kept trying to get closer.
"Fellow Daoists, would you like to give it a try?"
Another male disciple pointed to a broadsword crackling with lightning and said to Ye Sisi, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I possess the lightning spirit root, and I have also come for this Purple Lightning Sword. May I...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Sisi threw the Purple Thunder Sword to him. The result was obvious: the male disciple was injured again.
At this moment, both the injured and the uninjured fell silent.
Ye Sisi looked at the Purple Lightning Sword circling around her and said irritably, "I don't have a lightning spirit root, why are you circling around me?"
Although Ye Sisi was scolding Zi Leijian, for some reason they felt like she was in Versailles, which was really heartbreaking.
Why is there such a huge gap between people? Why do these swords despise them so much?
"You guys have all seen that, haven't you? I really can't take you with me, so get out of the way and don't delay me from finding the Traceless Sword."
I said before that once the rating reaches eight points, I'll update three times a day, totaling 6,000 words. Aren't you guys tempted? I'm even willing to push my limits!
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