Chapter 858: Chapter 862: Beautiful and Independent, Not Clingy Chapter 858: Chapter 862: Beautiful and Independent, Not Clingy …
Zhu Minglang stared at Ming ng God for a while.
Ming ng God was particularly honest, staying in White Holy City, sleeping after als, and occasionally seen practicing martial arts outside; at other tis, he did nothing at all.
His Three Thousand Blade God Army was always on high alert, practically occupying the White Holy City, allowing ordinary Dawn citizens to co and go but not permitting the God Army from Divine City to enter easily.
As long as Ming ng God didn’t cause trouble, even giving him the small White Holy City was fine, and Xuan Ge wasn’t particularly concerned about it. However, he left a part of the God Forbidden Army outside White Holy City, watching every move of Ming ng God. These God Forbidden Army soldiers followed the orders of Li Yunzi and Zhu Minglang.
During this phase, it was due to Star Painting being awake that the God Forbidden Army basically took orders from Zhu Minglang. Back then, Xuan Ge had also appointed Zhu Minglang to negotiate with Li Yunzi.
When it ca to negotiation, Zhu Minglang had made a na for himself, with just one word: skilled!
In the eyes of others, the peace negotiation project was in full swing, with Zhu Minglang representing Mansion of Martial Saint and matching wits with Ming ng God, each party is at a stalemate, neither willing to concede on the terms of negotiation.
During the actual negotiation, Zhu Minglang glanced at Ming ng God, Ming ng God returned a cold look, then both parties presented utterly unreliable conditions and parted on bad terms once again, then went about their separate lives.
The God Forbidden Army, which followed Zhu Minglang lately, deeply experienced the strength of this husband of Martial Saint. Ming ng God was frequently embarrassed, highlighting the might of Xuange Divine Country. Strangely enough, Ming ng God didn’t dare make any rash moves, and held even greater admiration for Master Zhu!
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In the afternoon, when the sunlight was abundant, Zhu Minglang finished staring down Ming ng God and returned to the Mansion of Martial Saint.
The deities of Yuheng Star Palace arrived during this ti, and Ming ng God showed no intention of acting.
This indicated that the person Ming ng God was waiting for was not from Yuheng’s side.
With that in mind, Zhu Minglang had no need to keep a constant watch anymore. As long as he knew Ming ng God’s general purpose, by keeping an eye on his actions whenever other God Territories arrived, he could easily determine which God Territory Ming ng God planned to negotiate with.
Passing through the long corridor and walking past the fish pond, Zhu Minglang heard a full-score splash behind him, and without looking back, he knew the embroidered Jinli behind had disappeared.
Mr. Jinli had a seven-step mory. He wondered if the old scoundrel fish would call the other fish by the wrong na while frolicking… surely Mr. Jinli had his own coping strategies.
“Star Painting, you are looking quite radiant today. Shall we take a walk outside the Divine City?” Zhu Minglang walked into the serene room and said with a smile to the beauty in front of him.
“I’m Yunzi.”
“…” Zhu Minglang’s smile gradually stiffened on his face, but he quickly maintained it and said, “Immortal Soup is good for you. Breathe so fresh air, worry less about trivial matters. Relax these days. I’ve heard there’s a Fog Spring on White Fog Mountain. Shall we go and soak?”
“Okay, but you have to take to God Camp first,” Li Yunzi said.
“Didn’t we agree not to bother with trivial matters?” Zhu Minglang said.
“It’s prepared for you.”
“Ah? Prepared for ?” Zhu Minglang was puzzled, wondering what Li Yunzi had prepared for him that specifically required a trip to the God Army camp.
“You will know when you get there.”
After saying that, Li Yunzi stretched out her hand, and many silver threads flew out. They swiftly danced through the air and intertwined into two silver Flying Swords.
“Ride mine,” Zhu Minglang shook his head and said.
Li Yunzi thought Zhu Minglang was going to summon those fluffy Dragon Beasts, but instead, he called forth the Sword Spirit Dragon.
The Sword Spirit Dragon doubled its size, transforming into a Big Sword. Zhu Minglang stretched out his hand, inviting Li Yunzi to ride together with him.
Li Yunzi stepped onto it, followed by Zhu Minglang, who then took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Li Yunzi’s slender waist from behind…
Without needing to expend his own will to control it, the Sword Spirit Dragon maintained a smooth ascent into the sky and gradually picked up speed.
The courtyard walls and building eaves gradually beca distant beneath them, and soon, the multi-layered, uniquely colored ancient Divine City was in full view. A gentle breeze ca through, hair fluttered, and Zhu Minglang practically pushed his nose against Li Yunzi’s fair neck, engaging in so actions that made Li Yunzi profoundly bashful, high above the millions in the Divine City.
“Fly properly.”
“No worries, the Sword Spirit Dragon can maintain balance during flight on its own.”
“We’re almost there, to the God Camp…”
“Ah, Mo Ye, Mo Ye, can’t you go a bit slower? This nearly hundred miles, how long did you take?” Zhu Minglang complained with much regret.
The Sword Spirit Dragon’s Cultivation Base was quite high, and its flight speed far too swift. Furthermore, in order to allow its master to succeed, it had already been flying gently and slowly, but for a hundred miles, it was just a mont’s effort.
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Upon entering the camp, Li Yunzi adjusted her hair to prevent any evidence of Zhu Minglang’s misdeeds during Sword Flight from remaining on her, lest Martial Saint’s dignity be completely tarnished by this Rakish Zhu!
“Over the years, I’ve traveled through quite a few battlefields. So of them are historically significant, representing ancient battlefields of thousands or tens of thousands of years, and so even contain Ancient Ruins. My willpower is in tune with weapons, so in those ancient battlefields, I left so willpower marks, searching for those Ancient God Soldiers…” Li Yunzi said.
“Is it for the Sword Spirit Dragon?” Zhu Minglang asked.
Li Yunzi nodded.
Li Yunzi, upon discovering that Zhu Minglang needed these ancient swords as food for the Sword Spirit Dragon, had always kept an eye out for them. Conveniently, she often entered those ancient battlefields and was able to collect quite a few ancient famous swords from the Tian Shu God Domain for Zhu Minglang.
Leading Zhu Minglang inside a stone hall, Li Yunzi dismissed the guards, leaving only Zhu Minglang and herself in the dim and spacious hall.
Li Yunzi casually lit the fla carvings on the stone walls, and soon the carvings in all four directions were ablaze. The bright light of the flas shone on the central stone carving, which was a statue of an ancient god with sixteen arms, each holding an ancient sword!
These swords, so as red as fresh blood, others azure like jade, so sharp and silver, and still others pitch black like ink…
Fierce Swords, Famous Swords, Saint Swords, God Swords…
Each of the sixteen swords was a unique weapon. If the Zhu Heavenly Officer were here, he would certainly be greatly inspired and would start modifying these swords!
“You collected so many from the ancient battlefields?” Zhu Minglang asked in surprise.
“Nine are battle loot, taken from other God Countries. Seven are Ancient Swords, unearthed in the ancient battlefields. My consciousness can easily detect their burial places,” Li Yunzi said.
“So, you’ve been thinking of constantly even during your battles outside, worrying about day and night. You’ve been so kind to , how can I ever repay you?” Zhu Minglang said.
“Just don’t touch inappropriately in strange places,” Li Yunzi replied with an irritated roll of her eyes, alluring and beautiful.
Zhu Minglang gave an awkward smile and said, “I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t help it.”
“You feed the Sword Spirit Dragon here; I have so matters to take care of,” said Li Yunzi.
“Don’t forget about our Fog Spring.”
“Mhm.”
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Zhu Minglang glanced at the famous swords and fierce swords.
They had all been divine weapons, but now they were ruined and old.
Of course, the divine weapon swords captured as war trophies from other God Countries were still very shiny and sharp, but whether they were good swords or old, damaged ones, they were all great nourishnt for the Sword Spirit Dragon!
“After digesting these sixteen swords, my cultivation base should increase by a good asure. I wonder what kind of dicine Ming ng is selling; if it’s sothing that greatly enhances an Artifact Spirit, and combined with these sixteen Tian Shu famous swords, the Sword Spirit Dragon could reach the Peak, God General Level!” Zhu Minglang was sowhat delighted, not expecting Li Yunzi to have prepared such a generous gift for him.
It seed that for the past three years, she had indeed been thinking of him, worrying about him being bullied at Dragon Gate, and also about the possibility of his body decaying and his cultivation base being lost. While Li Yunzi was cultivating herself, she was also ticulously preparing for him.
What a pity, the Valkyrie had left. Otherwise, while the stone hall was empty just now, he should have repaid her with his passionate kisses and embraces.
He should have been closer to her, especially since Li Yunzi had recently gotten used to their intimate interactions, even leaning in close to him of her own accord…
The day of his great achievent couldn’t be too far away!
A joyous and satisfying life would begin from the Fog Spring!
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Waiting and waiting, without realizing it, the sky had turned dark.
As expected, when Li Yunzi said she had so matters to take care of, then one thing let to another. Within the vast God Army camp, were there not a few who could share the burden of the Martial Saint?
“Minglang, I might not be able to make it tonight. There are so evil Loose Cultivators in the White Domain that I need to personally guard against. And I’ve just received a ssage from Xuan Ge saying I need to have a match with the Sword Cultivator Celestial Maiden from the Yuheng Star Palace first thing tomorrow morning…” Li Yunzi arrived, her voice carrying a hint of apology.
“Alright, then next ti for sure?” Zhu Minglang said.
“Mhm, have you already taken down those famous swords?” Li Yunzi asked, surprised.
Although the sixteen sword weapons had not reached the level of Sword Spirits, each of these famous swords possessed a Sword Soul. Those Sword Souls were powerful and violent in themselves. If an ordinary person tried to wield one of those swords, they would likely be injured by the Sword Soul. To even contemplate wielding them would require a prolonged period of adaptation, let alone completely devouring their Sword Souls.
“The Sword Spirit Dragon has been chopping down gods at Dragon Gate, perhaps including so of their forr masters…” Zhu Minglang replied with a smile.
In Dragon Gate, Zhu Minglang had slain countless gods, so in terms of dominance, how could these battlefield famous swords compare to a Sword Immortal Dragon that slaughtered gods as if they were re pawns?
There was so resistance only from the Sword Soul of that God Remnant Sword, which after being soundly thrashed, cald down and behaved itself.
“See you tomorrow morning then,” Li Yunzi said.
“I can co with you.”
Li Yunzi shook her head and said, “You have your own cultivation to attend to.”
Zhu Minglang nodded, shared a tender mont with Li Yunzi, and then left the God Army camp.
On his way back to the Divine City, Zhu Minglang sighed.
The Valkyrie was beautiful, independent, and not clingy.
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