Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 94 This sword spirit is too greedy 6

That afternoon, Lan Sheng, having calmed down a bit, came to the main peak to find Yu Chi Huai Li with a gloomy face and carrying the Zhao Xue Sword.

Along the way, the disciples all gave way to Immortal Venerable Lan Sheng when they saw him in such a rage.

Feeling Zhaoxue trembling in his hand, Lansheng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. "Behave yourself."

"Lan Sheng, do you want me to threaten people? Humph, that's too embarrassing."

Lan Sheng's face darkened. "What do you, a sword spirit, need to maintain such empty pretenses?"

"Even trees need bark, so swords certainly need face too."

Lan Sheng laughed, "What's the connection between these two things? Zhao Zhao, I'll teach you to read later."

Damn it, Lan Sheng actually made fun of him. Zhao Zhao got angry, and the Zhao Xue sword made a "humming" sound.

Sensing a gaze, Lan Sheng looked up and saw Yu Chi Huai Li. Yu Chi Huai Li seemed to have been staring at him for a long time. He walked to his side, looked down at Zhao Xue, and said, "This sword spirit is very powerful. You should take good care of it."

Lan Sheng gave him a sour look when she saw him. "Of course."

"Let's talk about Avici Hell."

Yu Chi Huai Li nodded, "Let's talk about it back in the palace."

Lan Sheng didn't care. Fine, I'll give him face.

With no outsiders around, Lan Sheng's face immediately turned cold. "You agree to let Meng Xuan'an lead the Golden Core disciples to the Infernal Purgatory?"

Yu Chi Huaili nodded silently.

Lan Sheng laughed angrily, tightening her grip on the hilt of the Zhaoxue sword. "Is there 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 weak; I should be the one to go."

A hint of helplessness flashed in Yu Chi Huai Li's eyes. His junior brother had a sharp tongue but a soft heart; even his concern for others sounded so awkward. He replied, "Your injuries haven't healed yet..."

"You're going to refuse me this too?"

"Good to know, hurry back." Yu Chi Huai Li didn't want to say more and urged him to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Xue, who was in Lan Sheng's hands, finally lost control and broke free from his grasp. Without even saying goodbye to Lan Sheng, she flew off into the distance and disappeared from sight.

Lan Sheng was startled, "Zhao Zhao!"

Ignoring everything else, he hurriedly chased after her.

On the other side, Zhao Zhao fled not only because he was bored, but also because he sensed the presence of other sword spirits.

In this world, spirit swords that possess sword spirits are not common. This is the first time he has sensed the aura of a kind of sword, and he immediately chased after it excitedly.

In a forest, a cub dressed in a sapphire blue robe, holding a pure white spirit sword, hopped and peeked around, searching for something.

Finally, he suddenly looked up and flew off in one direction.

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Nan Qing didn't know whether to call it luck or misfortune.

It was unfortunate because he lost a bet with his fellow disciples today and was sent to the Guiyun Sect in the cultivation world to scout out the enemy's situation. It was fortunate because his natal spirit sword's spirit was born today!

Looking at the child with a sophisticated, world-weary face in mid-air, 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, but remembering that he was his master, he instantly regained his confidence and smiled again, saying, "My name is Nan Qing, and your name is Yun Zhi."

Upon hearing this, the sword spirit finally looked up at him, her small mouth opening and closing as she coldly uttered two words, "Ugly."

I don't know if they're referring to his name being unpleasant or to their own.

Nan Qing silently clenched her fist, pursed her lips, and endured it. She had to get along well with the sword spirit. Endure it, endure it.

Yunzhi stood in mid-air, looking down at Nanqing who was silently suppressing his temper. Seeing that he had finally held back, he said, "Give me some clothes."

Nan Qing, who had been prepared in advance, immediately took it out, handed him the black robe, and then received a compliment from the sword spirit, "Well done."

Nan Qing laughed in exasperation, "Who's the master here, you or me?"

Yunzhi ignored him.

After Yunzhi finished dressing, an extremely powerful sword aura suddenly came from the northeast. Nanqing immediately became alert, grabbed Yunzhi's sword, and instructed, "Yunzhi, go back quickly, there are enemies."

Yunzhi then looked up in that direction and calmly asked, "Sword spirit?"

At the same time, Zhao Zhao arrived at the scene very quickly. As soon as she landed, she excitedly glanced around, skipping Nan Qing, and instantly locked onto Yun Zhi. She looked up and said, "Hello, I am the sword spirit Zhao... Su?!"