"My name is Tianning, Ning as in peace and tranquility!"
Peace and tranquility?
This name is quite interesting. It's clear that the person who named her is someone who cares deeply about the world and all living beings!
But so what?
Zhong Fu was filled with disdain; she was about to die by his hand!
Seeing Tianning close her eyes and relax her guard, Zhong Fu's smile became even more sinister and eerie. That brat, he would definitely make her wish she were dead!
Without further hesitation, Zhong Fu's soul immediately entered the depths of Tian Ning's consciousness, attempting to use the same method he had used against Meng Xian to deal with Tian Ning.
Knowing what she fears most makes it easier to possess her.
But he arrived at a place that seemed like a paradise, with an incredibly warm and inviting atmosphere, clearly not the place where Tian Ning's fears resided.
Zhong Fu was puzzled. How did he get here?
No matter what, the demonic energy shouldn't have brought him to a place like this...
Moreover, how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possess a divine sense space?
As he pondered, a fist suddenly slammed down from behind, knocking Zhong Fu's soul to the ground. Then he heard a man's icy voice: "Where did this new swordsman come from again? Shamelessly seducing Ningning into a contract!"
"Who dares to ambush me?!"
When Zhong Fu was alive, he was a powerful demonic cultivator. Even after his death, the spirits of those demonic cultivators all respected him. How could they have suffered such humiliation?
He wanted to see which treacherous villain had launched the sneak attack from behind!
As soon as Zhong Fu turned around, he saw the sword spirit man with an extremely cold aura. His deep eyes were fixed on Zhong Fu, who had mistakenly wandered into this place, and there was a sharp, cold glint in his eyes.
The man spoke coldly, his tone filled with terrifying ruthlessness: "Do you want to die? How dare you look me in the eye like that!"
Faced with that blatant killing intent, Zhong Fu felt fear for the first time in a thousand years.
Though he hadn't seen the man's familiar face for a thousand years, how could Zhong Fu forget it: "The Demon... Demon Sword?!"
"You... how did you get here?"
This is the natal sword of the former Demon Lord. It accompanied the Demon Lord when he almost unified the world, so it can be considered his half-master.
The demonic cultivator sensed the demonic energy in Zhong Fu's soul and realized that he was not the newly arrived sword spirit vying for favor.
Before the Demon Sword could speak, the other sword spirits who loved to join in the fun gathered around. They all assumed that Zhong Fu was a newcomer and were curious about what sword spirit Tian Ning had contracted this time.
I hope the new guy has a better personality, and not like the Demon Sword, who always has a long face and a terrible temper.
The sword spirits' transformed appearances were quite pleasing to the eye. In no time, a group of handsome men and beautiful women gathered around Zhong Fu, as if watching monkeys in a zoo, making comments and criticisms.
"Why does this swordsman look so old?"
"So ugly, I don't know how Ningning took a liking to her?"
"She's obviously cunning. To be able to get Ningning to bring someone like that in shows how clever she is!"
"So what if he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve? With Boss Jian around, he can't cause any trouble!"
...
Zhong Fu: "..."
Ten...ten sword spirits?
He almost thought he was seeing things because of his failing eyesight.
Zhong Fu didn't dare to accuse the sword spirits of being impolite. He felt as if ten swords were hanging over his head, ready to fall and annihilate him at any moment.
He stood frozen in place, completely dumbfounded, almost scared to death—
I dare not move, I absolutely dare not move!
What kind of hell on earth is this?!
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