Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 91 This sword spirit is too greedy 3

He slept soundly through the night without any dreams. When he woke up, Lan Sheng was no longer by his side. Only his original spirit sword remained, lying alone beside the bed.

He pouted in dissatisfaction, then went to find Lan Sheng with the Zhaoxue Sword in his arms. Since he and Lan Sheng were connected by spirit, he could easily know Lan Sheng's location.

Damn it, I didn't take him with me when I went out. He's a disgrace to the Sword Spirit.

In this world, cultivators, regardless of who they are or whether their swords have developed a sword spirit, always keep their swords with them. Only Lan Sheng leaves his powerful sword idle in his room every day.

Zhao Zhao was small, and because he was walking angrily without looking where he was going, he bumped into someone. The person didn't move, but Zhao Zhao fell over and was thrown out of his arms, even the girl he was holding, Zhao Xue.

Damn it, doesn't he have any pride?!

Raising her tear-filled eyes, she snapped without thinking, "Why did you bump into me?!"

Meng Xuan'an was stunned for a moment. Hearing the cries of a cub, he followed the sound and located its direction. He stiffly helped Zhao Zhao up and said in a good-natured manner, "I'm sorry, are you alright?"

Zhao Zhao, who was gently helped up by him, stared blankly into his eyes.

The man was dressed in a blue robe, his long hair tied up with a single wooden hairpin. He was handsome and possessed a gentle and refined demeanor. The only flaw was his dull and lifeless eyes. Recalling her tone and attitude just now, Zhao Zhao instantly felt uneasy. "No...it's nothing."

Her fingers unconsciously tugged at her sleeve as she observed his expression. She let out a soft breath and apologized, "I'm sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going."

Meng Xuan'an chuckled. He was still an adorable little cub. He patted the boy's head and asked softly, "Whose child are you?"

Instantly, Zhao Zhao dropped her inhibitions, her face beaming with pride, and declared loudly, "I am from Lan Sheng's family." She is his little sword spirit.

"Lan Sheng, what a coincidence, that's exactly what I was looking for." The man's gentle and refined manner made Zhao Zhao feel a sense of goodwill towards him.

He quickly replied, "What a coincidence, I was looking for him too."

Thinking that Lan Sheng had sent so many people to find him, Zhao Zhao became angry again. Children's thoughts jump around quickly, and before Meng Xuan'an could react, he had already finished venting his anger.

Zhao Zhao picked up the sword that had been thrown aside and, in a very familiar manner, grabbed Meng Xuan'an's hand, saying, "Uncle, I know where he is. I'll take you to find him."

"Call me brother." Meng Xuan'an squeezed the cub's hand back and let him pull him forward.

Zhao Zhao didn't want to call him "brother" on her own, but after being specifically reminded, she did feel that he was too young to call her "uncle."

"elder brother."

"Yes, good boy."

On the other side, Lan Sheng, who had been invited over by his senior brother, the sect leader, early in the morning, was casually leaning back in his chair, listening to the sect leader nagging about his health condition.

Yu Chi Huai Li gave Lan Sheng a long, agonizing lecture, then turned around and saw her looking so dead. Her already stern face instantly turned even colder. "Lan Sheng, is your heart still here?"

Lan Sheng stood up, slowly stretched, and retorted, "Senior brother, I'm physically here, but if my heart isn't in it, I'd be dead."

"Humph."

Seeing that he was about to leave after sitting for less than fifteen minutes, Yu Chi Huai Li quickly stopped him, "You're leaving already? I still have something to say, don't go."

Lan Sheng said with a headache, "You've been talking for so long, and you're still not finished?"

Ignoring his impatience, Yu Chi Huai Li still asked the question, "I heard your sword spirit has been born?"

Thinking of that little money-grubber, Lan Sheng smiled slightly and nodded.

"Your temperament is so carefree... sigh... you'd better take good care of your sword spirit." Yu Chi Huai Li frowned, there was nothing about him that he trusted his junior brother.

"Don't worry, senior brother."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

"and many more."

Seeing this, Lan Sheng gathered his spiritual power, turned around and ran. Hearing the words "You are still seriously injured and should use your spiritual power sparingly" coming from behind, he shook his head helplessly. His senior brother, the sect leader of a sect, was worrying about him like an old mother. It was really hard on him.

Through their connected spiritual senses, Lan Sheng knew early on that Zhao Zhao was looking for him. He followed the direction and ended up meeting Zhao Zhao halfway there.

However, to everyone's surprise, Meng Xuan'an was also there.