"You are my sword spirit, and I am your master. You should love me, and you can only love me."
The singer's feet were shackled, and what came into view was an absolutely beautiful face. How could someone with such an ethereal and otherworldly appearance do such a thing?
"Master...you...what's wrong with you?" Wan Ge tried to back away, but she was bound and couldn't move back an inch.
"Wange, you are mine, you can only be mine... How could you betray me?"
"Master, I didn't... I'm scared, please don't do this."
"Heh." The other person pinched her chin with their long, slender fingers and slowly said, "Have I ever told you that there will be punishment for disobedience?"
No...don't...
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Wan Ge leaned weakly against the other person, her eyes still wet and her cheeks still flushed.
When Ying Cizhou was looking beautiful, he gently stroked her fair back and said, "Be a good girl and don't make me angry anymore, okay?"
Wan Ge nodded gently, her hand tightly gripping his other hand, still not understanding: "Why is Master angry?"
Ying Cizhou closed his eyes, trying hard not to think about that scene, and asked, "Why were you so close to Ye Zhan?"
"It's because my young master... wanted me to help Young Master Ye practice his swordsmanship, that's why I'm with him."
Ying Cizhou pulled the person into his arms, his eyes slightly narrowed, and slowly said, "Did Qing Ning send you to help?"
Wan Ge nodded obediently again.
Ying Cizhou gently circled her long hair with his fingertips, his tone softening further: "Remember, you only need to listen to me. You don't need to listen to anyone else, not even Mu Qingning."
“But she isn’t…” Wan Ge opened her mouth, her master had initially wanted to give her to the young master.
"What did I just say?" Ying Cizhou's tone turned cold.
Wan Ge obediently replied, "Master said I only need to listen to you."
Ying Cizhou kissed her forehead as a reward: "Good girl, just remember this sentence."
Wan Ge didn't say anything more. For the first time as a sword spirit, she felt tired and quietly fell asleep leaning against him.
Ying Cizhou looked at her sleeping face, then gently placed her on the bed. The black iron chains that had been binding her disappeared.
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Mu Qingning knelt quietly in the main hall, feeling the pressure from those in power, and dared not utter a single word.
"Didn't I tell you not to touch Wan Ge?"
This was probably the first time Mu Qingning had seen Ying Cizhou angry, and the first time she had seen him angry, she felt so terrified that her body couldn't help but tremble: "Master...Master, Senior Brother Ye's cultivation has stagnated. I just thought that Sister Wan Ge, as the sword spirit of the Night-Shining Sword, knows countless ancient sword manuals, so I asked her to guide Senior Brother Ye. I had no ill intentions..."
She really didn't expect Ying Cizhou to care so much about this matter.
Ying Cizhou stood up and stood in front of the other person, looking down at the person kneeling on the ground: "Heh, is that all? Let me remind you, put away those inappropriate thoughts of yours, and don't blame me for being impolite next time."
Mu Qingning's eyes reddened, and even though she was terrified, she couldn't help but ask, "Wange is just a sword spirit. Didn't Master want to give the Zhaoye Sword to his disciple back then? Why are you so concerned about it now?"
In the beginning, she didn't want the Night-Shining Sword, so why is Ying Cizhou the one she cares about so much now?
Although the Zhaoye Sword is also an ancient divine sword and one of the ten famous swords, among the swords that Ying Cizhou asked her to choose, there was also the Fuming Sword, the number one sword of ancient times.
So she decisively chose the Fuming Sword. However, she did not expect that after she made her choice, Ying Cizhou would unexpectedly form a contract with the Zhaoye Sword and become its master.
What was even more unexpected was that Ying Cizhou, the number one sword cultivator with innate sword bones, had formed a contract with the Zhaoye Sword, thus awakening the sword spirit that had been dormant within the Zhaoye Sword for countless thousands of years.
According to ancient books and records, all ancient divine swords possessed sword spirits. However, when the gods fell, the sword spirits of the divine swords used by the ancient gods also went into slumber.
As long as the sword is not destroyed, the sword spirit will not perish. According to ancient records, there were hundreds of ancient divine swords, but fewer than ten have survived.
Only the Zhaoye Sword and the Fuming Sword remain among the top-ranked ancient divine swords.
The sword Ying Cizhou held in his hand was actually just a decent sword. It was forged for him by his family when he was young.
However, the opponent's strength was too great, and there was no need for an ancient divine sword to enhance the opponent's abilities. Simply put, he could easily defeat his opponent by picking up a child's wooden sword, and he could also use an ordinary wooden sword with the power of an ancient divine sword.
Ying Cizhou and the founder of the sect were fellow disciples, but the founder had already passed away due to a failed tribulation, while Ying Cizhou was still alive and well.
He has no apprentices, but he will help guide his nephews and nieces when they need it.
Mu Qingning was the only disciple Ying Cizhou had ever accepted. On the day Ying Cizhou accepted her as a disciple, she had two of the ten ancient famous swords to choose from. Of course, besides the ancient famous swords, there were also some that were suitable for her.
After Mu Qingning became his apprentice, Ying Cizhou also provided him with unparalleled resources.
Simply put, even if Mu Qingning doesn't work hard, she can still be better than others.
Ye Zhan is currently a disciple of an elder in the sect. At this moment, Mu Qingning's status should be higher, but before they are both outer disciples waiting for selection, they address each other as senior brother and sister.
So much so that Mu Qingning still habitually calls him Senior Brother Ye, and she feels that she is younger than Ye Zhan, so she is more willing to call him Senior Brother.
Mu Qingning was beautiful and highly skilled. Later, she became Ying Cizhou's disciple, so she was naturally pampered and admired in the sect. This was the first time she had encountered something like this, especially since the person who had given her everything was angry with her.
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When Wan Ge woke up, she found that she could move freely again, but the Zhao Ye Sword was gone; she could only sense that it was nearby.
Because she has a physical body, she doesn't need to return to the sword to move under normal circumstances. As long as she has the Shining Night Sword, she can go as far as she wants.
However, if she cannot move the sword, her range is controllable; she cannot stray too far from the blade.
Following the direction she sensed, Wan Ge walked towards the sword.
Then I saw Ying Cizhou sitting in the corridor, wiping his sword.
Pale purple flowering trees grow beside the corridor, blooming year-round. When the wind blows, the petals fall like snowflakes, but they never seem to stop falling.
Ying Cizhou held his sword and wiped it clean. His robes fluttered in the wind, and his black hair flew in the breeze. Under the moonlight, his exquisite and beautiful face looked even more unreal.
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