350 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City (78 chapters)
At this moment, the blade was not black like star iron, but rather plated with a layer of dazzling silver, like stars.
The strange power within the Star Iron Essence was now as docile as dough, easily manipulated.
The power brought by the Star Iron Essence began to spread and merge into the blade, like rays of spiritual light descending from the sky, illuminating everything around it.
At this moment, Dao Ling's long hair flowed freely, moving without wind, and a mysterious power seemed to cover her body, exuding a beauty that was like an explosion of power.
The air currents clashed and interacted, creating a powerful aura that seemed capable of absorbing and tearing apart all illusions that stood in its way.
A moment later, the blade emitted a dazzling light. The light was so intense it enveloped the surroundings, exuding an aura of holiness and inviolability.
Zuo Shi was also completely immersed in the beautiful light at this moment. The irresistible power seemed to be able to break through all darkness and sweep away all evil, with powerful strength and soul-shaking fear.
The light vanished, and the sword spirit disappeared as well!
Left with a bewildered expression, Zuo Shi took a few steps forward, standing three steps away from Junzi Dao. An invisible force gently stopped her from advancing.
When she came to her senses, a hint of embarrassment flashed in her eyes, but more than anything, she felt no regret whatsoever. It was rare to find such a naturally gifted spirit.
I had a guess when it first appeared, and now it's confirmed. The sword spirit is intelligent, and there must be several of these divine weapons. Could they possess immense power?
When flying alone, slaying, or fighting, its movements are ever-changing and its trajectory unpredictable.
Nowadays, sword spirits taking human form, especially in human form, is extremely rare, appearing only occasionally in fragments of rare occurrences. These are all possessed by powerful beings.
Seeing it with my own eyes now is truly indescribable.
She glanced at him briefly, then looked at the official with a complicated expression, and softly assured him, "My lord, I will keep this matter completely confidential and will not reveal a single word to anyone. Please rest assured."
He hesitated, then couldn't help but ask, "I wonder if I'll ever see your sword spirit again, sir?"
His eyes were clear and cool, without any other thoughts; he simply wanted to see, to witness, the ineffable innocence of humanity.
'I don't interfere with her freedom, and I never stop her if she likes it.' I explained gently.
She always obeyed the will of the sword spirit, just as she had done in the beginning, when the sword spirit seemed to have developed sentience from who knows where.
"Thank you, sir. In that case, Zuo Shi has overstepped the bounds. Please forgive me." He bowed slightly.
I was abrupt just now. Even now, thinking back on it, I still can't calm down. I really want to take a few more glances at such a girl.
He thought to himself, 'Could this person really be another Holy Emperor? So young, yet he already possesses a sword spirit. If so, I'll have to think this through carefully.'
Could it be that Miss has already realized this person's terrifying potential, and thus sent him a gift she herself was unaware of? If so, she really needs to think this through carefully.
This person appears unremarkable, with no apparent extraordinary personality traits, yet a calmness beneath that unassuming demeanor is something rarely seen before.
"Miss Zuo, it's alright. Thank you for your and your mistress's gift." Sensing the joy in Dao Ling's heart, there was indeed no suitable return gift at this moment.
He glanced at Yun Su and whispered, "I wonder if demon beast cores could be given as a return gift? Do you also have demon king-level cores or emperor-level ghost cores over there?"
Yun Su nodded gently and replied telepathically, "That's acceptable."
She nodded gently and said softly, "I'll leave this matter to Su'er."
Yun Su looked at her lover, her eyes filled with affection and a hint of indifference, and smiled gently, 'Miss Zuo's name is truly beautiful. I've long admired Miss Ji.'
He wrote the poem with a touch of pride, "Madam praises you, but my young lady is quite lovely as well. Madam is also a beauty of unparalleled grace; no wonder even you, sir, are so captivated."
Seeing that there was nothing for him to do, he quietly left, leaving the rest to Su'er.
Inside the courtyard, Wanqing and Rourou were working together. Rourou was preparing materials, while Wanqing began refining some pills. She had a vague feeling that her lover sometimes needed to leave for a few days.
Although she was reluctant to part with him, she knew that this peaceful life was the result of her lover's silent sacrifices.
Wei Lan is currently re-tailoring an outfit. Unlike her usual all-black clothes, this one is in shades of cyan and light white, along with other colors. She is carefully cutting it to give to the person she loves.
Han Linling studied the dragon scales in front of her alone. Although they were exceptionally hard, they would certainly not be wasted if distributed to soldiers. However, they seemed somewhat inadequate for her lover to wear as armor.
However, the precious armor was hard to find, and for a moment she was at a loss, knowing in her heart that her lover would have many more battles to fight in the future.
From the beginning of the journey to the present peace, what peace doesn't come from this? Without the fierce battles fought outside, how could we have such tranquility now?
Jingzhai and Piaomiaoyue were sitting quietly in the courtyard, chatting or discussing things in a low voice.
"Sister, are you not planning to go back?" Piaomiaoyue was dressed in light clothes, a simple jumpsuit, and her bare feet swayed gently.
Jingzhai pondered for a moment, then gently shook his head and nodded again. "If my elder brother is here, this royal city is naturally the royal city. If my elder brother is not here, these people have different thoughts and it will be difficult for them to be of one mind."
Besides, if I go back now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle. If they really become brothers in the future, who can I help, and who can I say anything on their behalf?
If I truly have no interest in this position, and I genuinely do not wish to remain here today, I should leave now and find a reason to come here, which can be considered as a way of relinquishing it to myself.
Otherwise, if one hesitates so much and tries to take advantage of others, wouldn't that be ridiculous? And who would one be fooled?
If one leaves, there are naturally constraints.
He then gently shook his head, thinking to himself, 'This high position is like a poisonous trap; though it leads to utter ruin, it's like a moth drawn to a flame—impossible to stop.'
The ethereal moon remained silent, then whispered, 'In this way, these various rewards...'
Jingzhai said in a low voice, then chuckled playfully, "A treasure vault? What you consider a treasure vault is nothing more than a magic weapon."
When I left, I naturally took it with me; it was a gift from my elder brother back then.
However, it's convenient to leave it there, so I've always collected it.
Piaomiaoyue nodded in surprise, looking at the mischievous Master in front of her with disbelief.
She whispered, "Sister, you're so beautiful."
The Master smiled gently, "When Shen Lang returns, we should let him take over the position of Demon Slayer."
I'm just an ordinary woman; these kinds of things are better left to men to handle.
He added softly, "If this place remains peaceful for a few years, it will likely be no less prosperous than other places. Then, talented individuals will emerge, and humanity will have hope."
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