Wang Teng at this mont felt on the verge of madness.
Why!
Why is all this happening!
The Young Celestial Emperor accompanied Jian Ling’er back to the Sword Spirit Race, coincidentally arriving on the Sword Dao Race’s Grand Competition day.
And he doesn’t even plan to register?
Could it be that he doesn’t covet the rewards of the Sword Dao Grand Competition at all, and doesn’t want to showcase his unparalleled Sword Dao?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible for a person to be so pure!
Especially since he just said that the Young Celestial Emperor must have co for the rewards of the Sword Dao Grand Competition.
Yet now, that was not the case at all!
The gazes of the other cultivators, even though they said nothing,
made Wang Teng feel extrely embarrassed nonetheless.
In the next mont, Wang Teng gave a light snort.
"Heh, even if the Celestial Emperor isn’t here for the rewards of the Grand Competition.
He must be here to observe the Grand Competition and comprehend his own Sword Dao.
Did everyone just hear what the Celestial Emperor said, that he wants to be a bystander of the Grand Competition?
It’s certainly to observe the Grand Competition, to enhance his own Sword Dao. After all, Jian Ling’er still holds so value for him!"
The cultivators in the Celestial Emperor Palace, upon hearing this, thought Wang Teng made so sense.
Even if the Celestial Emperor wasn’t here for the Sword Dao Grand Competition.
In this Sword Spirit Race’s Grand Competition, where sword cultivators from all over gather,
it’s a rare opportunity for the Celestial Emperor to comprehend Sword Dao!
Perhaps the Celestial Emperor really wants to use this opportunity to further his comprehension of Sword Dao.
But so cultivators observed the Young Celestial Emperor’s frequent companionship with Jian Ling’er.
Noticing the Young Celestial Emperor’s sincerity towards Jian Ling’er.
They couldn’t help but ponder.
"Perhaps... the Young Celestial Emperor truly has no other intentions, only genuinely cares for Jian Ling’er and wants to accompany her back?"
Many cultivators already felt.
That the Celestial Emperor at this ti, his mindset was genuinely pure.
But why, in the future, would he beco that unmatched demon?
After Wang Teng’s words from before, he felt he salvaged a bit of dignity, but just a little.
Thinking it over, Wang Teng recalled the clan rules he had heard of from the Sword Spirit Race.
At this mont, he was both salvaging his dignity and showing off a bit.
"Everyone, no matter what the Young Celestial Emperor’s purpose is, at least this ti the two return to the Sword Spirit Race, Jian Ling’er will surely be unhard.
I once heard the Sword Spirit Race has a clan rule prohibiting internal strife and using sword skills to bully others.
Among the Sword Spirit Race, they always help each other, friendly and kind.
The Young Celestial Emperor and Jian Linger’s return to the Sword Spirit Race this ti shouldn’t be an issue.
Jian Ling’er won’t be at the Celestial Emperor’s side in the future, surely entangled by the Celestial Emperor’s revenge or lifespan ending, and the Celestial Emperor unwilling to extend her life."
Wang Teng spoke with imnse confidence at this mont.
This clan rule of the Sword Spirit Race is indeed a truth that cannot be changed!
As Wang Teng finished speaking.
Sword Emperor Jian Wuming moved his lips, intending to say sothing, but ultimately did not speak at this mont.
...
In the scene manifested by the Reincarnation Mirror, after hearing the words of the young Luo Xuan.
Jian Ling’er felt her heart racing, her face flushed red.
At this mont, as if thinking of sothing, Jian Ling’er looked at Luo Xuan.
"Wood, you, are you sure you won’t register for the Sword Dao Grand Competition?"
The young Luo Xuan smiled.
"Of course, didn’t I just explain the reason?"
However, Jian Ling’er hesitated as if wanting to say sothing.
This made the young Luo Xuan wonder.
"Ling’er, what’s wrong?"
"No, nothing..."
Jian Ling’er didn’t reply, just smiling, though her face was near bursting red.
The cultivators in the Celestial Emperor Palace, witnessing this, couldn’t help but be puzzled.
Even if the young Celestial Emperor claid he wasn’t here for the Sword Dao Grand Competition, but just to accompany Jian Ling’er, and Jian Ling’er was touched.
But did it warrant such a blush?
If not for the Quasi-Emperors and above present, who prided themselves as honorable,
they might have blurted out directly, what’s making you blush like that!
The young Luo Xuan, with his ticulous thoughts, felt that Jian Ling’er seed unusually different.
"Ling’er, really nothing?"
"Truly nothing..."
In the next mont, Jian Ling’er seed to suppress her emotions, glancing at the sword on Luo Xuan’s back, and let out a snort.
"Hmph, how dare you, on your first Sword Control flight, put soone in front; you scared half to death.
When we go back, I insist on standing at the back!"
As Jian Ling’er spoke.
The young Luo Xuan recalled the softness on his back when Jian Ling’er hugged him tightly.
After a montary silence.
"When we return, let’s take the Teleportation Array."
Jian Ling’er: ???
This ti, Jian Ling’er felt as if she was about to burst with indignation.
"Stupid Wood, Rotten Wood, Silly Wood!"
Jian Ling’er huffed with anger, even looking at the Wooden Sword on Luo Xuan’s back as if it was one with this stupid Wood.
"Wood matches Wooden Sword, truly a perfect pair.
Besides you, who else would use Sword Control with a Wooden Sword!"
The young Luo Xuan chuckled.
"A sword is a sword; in Sword Control, Copper Sword, Iron Sword, or Wooden Sword, there is no difference."
Jian Ling’er found herself at a loss against the young Luo Xuan.
"Oh well, there’s nothing I can do with you, you Wood..."
Glancing at Luo Xuan’s Wooden Sword.
"By the way, Wood, do you plan to na your sword?"
"A Wooden Sword is a Wooden Sword; what na does it need?"
Jian Ling’er was persistent.
"Don’t you think every sword has its own aning, and having a na is nicer?"
The young Luo Xuan thought for a mont.
"Then let’s call it This Is Sword."
"Luo! Xuan!"
Jian Ling’er couldn’t help but stomp her feet, finding herself helpless against Luo Xuan.
"Hmph, unlike you, Wood, when I have my sword, I’ll choose a pretty na!"
Luo Xuan couldn’t help but smile.
After spending so much ti with Jian Ling’er, he naturally knew that Jian Ling’er cherished such beautiful things.
From her insisting on naming a bowl of wild vegetable soup and being satisfied only after hearing the na Pearl Jade White Jade Soup, it was obvious.
"Wood, since you’re not registering for the Sword Dao Grand Competition, and since it starts tomorrow and can’t be observed yet,
why not let show you around?"
The young Luo Xuan nodded.
"Sure."
Just as Jian Ling’er intended to guide the young Luo Xuan around.
She suddenly noticed sothing.
And quickly attempted to pull Luo Xuan away.
However, in the next mont, a discordant voice rang out.
"Oh, isn’t this the waste of our Sword Spirit Race, daring to return here?"
At this, Jian Ling’er froze.
The young Luo Xuan’s steps ca to a complete halt.
anwhile, in the Celestial Emperor Palace, following the arrival of this discordant voice,
many cultivators instinctively turned their gaze towards Wang Teng.
Their expressions grew ever stranger.
Is this the mutual support, kindness, and friendliness you spoke of within the Sword Spirit Race, Emperor Wang?
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