That afternoon, Lan Sheng, who had calmed down a little, came to the main peak to find Yuchi Huaili with a gloomy face and the Zhaoxue Sword in hand.
Along the way, the disciples saw that Immortal Master Lan Sheng was so angry and tried to avoid him.
Feeling Zhaoxue trembling in his hand, Lan Sheng squeezed the hilt of his sword tightly and said, "Behave yourself."
"Lan Sheng, do you want me to threaten people? Humph, this is too embarrassing."
Lan Sheng's face was filled with black lines. "You are just a sword spirit, why do you need a face like that?"
"A tree needs bark, and a sword needs dignity."
Lan Sheng smiled. "What's the connection between the two? Zhao Zhao, I'll teach you how to read later."
Damn it, Lan Sheng actually made fun of him. Zhao Zhao was angry, and the Zhaoxue Sword made a "buzzing" sound.
Feeling a certain gaze, Lan Sheng raised his eyes and saw Yuchi Huaili. Yuchi Huaili seemed to be staring at him for a long time. He walked to his side and glanced at Zhaoxue. "This sword spirit is very powerful. You should take good care of it."
Lan Sheng looked grumpy when he saw him, "Of course."
"Let's talk about Inferno."
Yuchi Huaili nodded and said, "Let's talk about it back in the palace."
Lan Sheng didn't care. Forget it, give him some face.
Without the outsiders around, Lan Sheng's face immediately turned cold. "Do you agree to let Meng Xuan'an lead the Jindan disciples to the Infernal Purgatory?"
Yuchi Huaili nodded silently.
Lan Sheng laughed angrily, gripping the hilt of Zhaoxue Sword even tighter. "No room for negotiation?"
"No."
Lan Sheng took a step back and said, "Since the Sect Leader has agreed, what else can I say?"
"However, Meng Xuan'an's cultivation is too poor, so I should be the one to go."
Yuchi Huaili's eyes flashed with helplessness. His junior brother had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, yet he was so awkward in expressing his concern for others. He refused, "Your injuries haven't healed yet..."
"You're going to reject me for this too?"
"I'm glad to know. Go back quickly." Yuchi Huaili didn't want to say more and urged him to leave.
At this moment, Zhaoxue in Lan Sheng's hand finally couldn't control herself and broke free from his hand. Without even saying goodbye to Lan Sheng, she flew away into the sky.
Lan Sheng was startled, "Zhao Zhao!"
Without caring about anything else, he hurriedly chased after him.
Zhao Zhao escaped on the other side not only because he was bored, but also because he felt the breath of other sword spirits.
In this world, spiritual swords that can possess sword spirits are rare. Now, it was the first time that he felt the breath of the same kind, and he immediately chased after it excitedly.
In a forest, a cub dressed in royal blue robes, holding a snow-white spiritual sword in his hand, jumped and peeked around, looking for something.
Finally, he raised his head suddenly and flew in one direction in an instant.
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Nan Qing didn't know whether to say it was lucky or unfortunate.
It was unfortunate because he lost a bet with his fellow apprentice today and was sent to the Guiyun Sect in the Xiuxian Realm to investigate the enemy situation. It was lucky because the spirit of his natal sword was born today!
Looking at the child in the air with a look of world-weariness on his face, Nan Qing danced with joy.
"Hello, little sword spirit."
“…”
This little sword spirit is quite aloof.
Nan Qing touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed. However, when he thought about the fact that he was his master, he instantly regained his confidence and said with a smile, "My name is Nan Qing, and your name is Yun Zhi."
Hearing this, the sword spirit finally looked up at him, its small mouth opening and closing as it uttered two cold words, "That's unpleasant."
I don't know whether he was saying that his name was ugly or referring to his own name.
Nan Qing silently clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and held back. She had to get along well with the sword spirit. She had to hold back.
Yunzhi stood in mid-air, looking down at Nanqing who was silently suppressing his temper. Seeing that he had finally suppressed his temper, he said, "Give me some clothes."
Nan Qing, who had already prepared it, immediately took it out and handed him the black robe, and then received a compliment from the sword spirit, "Well done."
Nan Qing laughed out of anger, "Are you the master or am I the master?"
Yunzhi ignored him.
After Yunzhi put on his clothes, an extremely powerful sword energy suddenly came from the northeast. Nanqing immediately became alert, took Yunzhi's sword, and warned, "Yunzhi, go back quickly, there are enemies."
Yunzhi then raised his head, looked in that direction, and said calmly, "Sword Spirit?"
At the same time, Zhao Zhao also arrived here very quickly. As soon as he landed, he excitedly glanced around, passing by Nan Qing and instantly locking onto Yun Zhi. He raised his eyes and said, "Hello, I am the sword spirit Zhao... Su?!"
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