Chapter 119: Celestial Sword Domain

Fairy, Your Life-Bound Sword Has Gained a Spirit Spring of the Orange Well 1284 words 2026-04-11 01:37:30

Azure Cloud Sect, Luoyun Peak.

Bai Yuening sat cross-legged in the quiet chamber. Spiritual energy flowed around her, and a subtle, ethereal sword intent lingered at her fingertips before finally fading into silence. After months of seclusion, she had thoroughly consolidated her cultivation at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, further deepening her understanding of the Five Elements Sword Path. The spiritual power within her surged like a river, far more refined and concentrated than when she had first entered the eleventh level.

"Phew, finally stable. If I stay in seclusion any longer, I’m afraid I’ll truly..."

"Report for what!" The young man walked up to me and looked me up and down. I caught the scent of alcohol on him; to smell of liquor early in the morning, one could only imagine how much he must have drunk the night before.

"What about Xu Jiujiu? Are you risking your life just to pay back the debt you owe her?" Hana demanded, her voice filled with indignant pressure.

Ling Xuzi seemed to see right through his thoughts; he chuckled softly and spoke slowly.

Yu Linglong pouted coquettishly, then leaped away, vanishing shyly into the distant mountain ranges.

"Brother Qin..." Becca ran after him, unwilling to give up, but Su Qin had already left without looking back.

I treated Zhai Yaojun every day, and his condition improved day by day. His complexion cleared, his appetite returned, and he began to laugh and talk with me; we were getting along quite well. Old Master Zhai had not shown his face, and I did not ask about him; I was quite afraid of the old man. His gaze made one feel truly unsettled.

The room was decorated with red silk, red lanterns, and red paper. The entire hall was filled with joyous, festive red, making the puddle of blood and the corpses on the floor seem less conspicuous.

The fireflies grew sparse, but their pale green glow turned into a sickly, ghastly hue, illuminating the reliefs on the walls and making them appear even more sinister and terrifying.

The Daoist priest examined them; they were mostly worn-out talismans and artifacts, but there were no powerful treasures like the "Yangping Zhigong Seal." They couldn't even compare to the sword embryo on the priest's back. To call them the relics of a true master felt rather pathetic.

My shout came too late. Someone grabbed me by the hair and slammed my head against the car with a brutal thud.

The elders of the Allied Strongholds were in an uproar. Their opinions leaned heavily in one direction: this oath was almost impossible to fulfill. Is the Heavenly Grandfather the grandfather of your regional commander? He is a busy man; why would he help you with such a favor?

Those seated in the first section were all prominent figures. As the seat numbers increased, the status of the guests gradually diminished.

"Why is your expression so strange?" With a heavy burden lifted from his heart, the man with the messy hair skillfully pulled out a cigarette and prepared to light it.

This assistant was her confidante, a woman of great cunning who was highly valued by Fu Xixi, specifically for handling private, unsavory matters. Her salary was also very high.

She had no friendship with the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess, nor did she have any particular impression of them. In her view, the two were quite low-key, one might even say they lived in seclusion.

Later, the old village chief heard that Shang Rui was a man from Zhefang, so he sent people to escort the two children to the Zhefang Huayou Workshop along with Shang Rui.

I shall go and pay a visit to Senior Brother Gao Hanbo. If he happens to be eating spiritual fruit at this moment, then even if my guess isn't spot on, it won't be far off.

The two long weapons, standard-issue gear for regular soldiers, could not withstand Yang Ying’s usage and snapped into several pieces.

The man’s eyes turned red with fury. His swordsmanship had always been his greatest source of pride, yet now it was being disparaged so insultingly by Lin Feng. Burning with rage, he gripped his dagger and charged at Lin Feng.

"Silly girl, you called out too early." Madam Lou appeared to be mocking her, but in truth, she was already blooming with joy inside.

Under the combined efforts of the three families, the silver-white light erupted from the seventeen floating cannons, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"No, I won't allow it! Brother Aruo, Brother Huang is a doctor I invited; he is a distinguished guest of the stronghold." Without waiting for Huang Shaohua to say a word, Lan Ke spoke up first to dissuade them.