At this mont, five people are walking towards the young man Luo Xuan and Jian Ling’er.
Each of them has a fine little sword emblem on their sword robes.
Coupled with the leader’s previous words, ’We the Sword Spirit Race.’
All of this highlights their identities.
These five people are undoubtedly from the Sword Spirit Race!
Especially the one at the front, his sword robe is obviously different from the other four, quite luxurious.
On it flows sword patterns, so rely walking in this way exudes a powerful aura.
The one who had ridiculed Jian Ling’er earlier was him!
Many cultivators in the Celestial Emperor Palace had strange expressions, instinctively looking at Wang Teng.
Wang Teng’s face was not very pleasant at this mont.
He just wanted to say that even if the Sword Spirit Race has this clan rule.
It’s normal for such a grand Sword Spirit Race to have soone who doesn’t respect the clan rule.
Just as a few more voices echoed.
"Haha, I didn’t expect to see the waste of our Sword Spirit Race again today."
"Hide in the lower realm for so many years, and have the audacity to return today?"
"Oh, I almost forgot, the Sword Dao Grand Competition of the Sword Spirit Race, this waste has no choice but to return~"
"Hahaha, I fear for her, she might have exhausted all her spirit stones just to walk the teleportation array this ti!"
The remaining four from the Sword Spirit Race also spoke in unison.
Their words were full of mockery, all targeting Jian Ling’er, a fellow clan mber.
This ti, Wang Teng’s face was utterly stiffened.
The Sword Spirit Race has so many people who don’t respect the clan rule?!
The cultivators in the Celestial Emperor Palace had even stranger expressions now.
Emperor Wang, is the clan rule you ntioned about the Sword Spirit Race... really reliable?
The Sword Spirit Race probably privately treats its mbers this way, right?
Sword Emperor Jian Wuming lightly coughed at this mont.
"Actually, the clan rule of the Sword Spirit Race did not appear since ancient tis.
The clan rule was established by Lady Empress after Sword Spirit Empress beca the leader of the Sword Spirit Race.
After Lady Empress took charge of the Sword Spirit Race, the clan rule was indeed adhered to, and none transgressed.
Moreover, after the Sword Spirit Empress created a new Sword Dao Cultivation Technique for the Sword Spirit Race, it required every sword cultivator of the Sword Spirit Race to cultivate the heart first if they wish to cultivate the sword!
Even without the clan rule, the sword cultivators of the Sword Spirit Race would not humiliate their kin like the n in the scene."
Jian Wuming coughed and explained.
Previously, Wang Teng had just finished speaking, so he couldn’t directly say this to save Wang Teng’s face.
Now, since it concerns the Sword Spirit Race’s reputation, he ca out to explain.
At this, Wang Teng was even more distressed.
Even the clan rule of the Sword Spirit Race was sothing left by the Sword Spirit Empress??
At this, Wang Teng’s face was stiff and he was extrely embarrassed.
Fortunately, he had thick skin and ignored the glances from other cultivators.
"I see, so this clan rule was also left by the Sword Spirit Empress.
Indeed, only a Sword Empress as pure-hearted as the Sword Spirit Empress is fit to establish such a clan rule!"
Wang Teng, despite his embarrassnt, could not help but praise the great deeds of the Sword Spirit Empress.
Seeing the situation, the cultivators of the Celestial Emperor Palace.
Although they dare not say anything, they couldn’t help but mutter in their hearts.
No matter how you say it, Emperor Wang really does have thick skin...
As for Jian Lingxin, she couldn’t care less about Wang Teng.
She just wanted to see.
What would happen next in the ancient Sword Spirit Race.
For so reason, the action of these sword cultivators verbally insulting Jian Ling’er.
Made her feel a slight discomfort in her heart.
...
In the fra made manifest by the Reincarnation Mirror.
As soon as these Sword Spirit Race n finished speaking.
The young Luo Xuan’s gaze turned cold, he was about to step forward.
Even the wooden sword behind him was agitated and wanted to fly into his hand!
But Jian Ling’er tugged at his sleeve.
"Don’t... Wood, it’s forbidden to fight under the Sword Spirit Race arena, don’t be impulsive, or there will be big trouble."
Jian Ling’er whispered.
"It’s okay, they can say what they want, I’ve long gotten used to it over the years..."
Upon hearing this.
The young Luo Xuan fell silent, his heart feeling even more distressed.
These sword n were clearly ridiculing and insulting Jian Ling’er with their words.
Yet Jian Ling’er said she’s long gotten used to it.
The young Luo Xuan could hardly imagine how Jian Ling’er had managed to live through all these years!
If not for the Sword Master of the Eastern Sword Domain showing rcy and allowing Jian Ling’er to stay in the lower realm for so many years.
In the clan, Jian Ling’er would have constantly suffered such disdain!
With Jian Ling’er’s persuasion, especially when hearing that fighting was forbidden under the Sword Spirit Race arena, else there’d be big trouble.
Considering that the Sword Spirit Race’s ceremony for Jian Ling’er’s coming of age was approaching in a few days.
The young Luo Xuan ultimately refrained from taking action, even the agitated wooden sword cald down.
These sword cultivators of the Sword Spirit Race also noticed Luo Xuan beside Jian Ling’er.
"Oh? It seems this pretty boy is still with Jian Ling’er?"
"This pretty boy, could he be Jian Ling’er’s paramour?"
"Haha, if that’s the case, this pretty boy must really be desperate!"
"Is that a wooden sword behind him? And he claims to be a sword cultivator? Truly laughable!"
The four who had spoken mockingly now again sneered.
At this mont, Jian Ling’er’s eyes were slightly red.
She doesn’t mind suffering so grievances, as she’s been enduring cold stares all these years this way.
But she didn’t want Luo Xuan to suffer these cold stares because of her.
Especially since Luo Xuan is her best and only true friend!
Even perhaps...
At this point, young Luo Xuan didn’t know whether it was due to Jian Ling’er’s persuasion or what.
He was much calr at this mont.
Displaying not an angry deanor.
The lead sword cultivator noticed Luo Xuan’s earlier deanor.
He could tell.
If it weren’t for Jian Ling’er holding back, this wooden sword-wielding pretty boy was even considering taking action?
The man then sneered directly, thinking it extrely laughable.
"You with the wooden sword, state your na."
"Luo Xuan."
Luo Xuan just spoke lightly.
"Alright, I’ll rember you, Jian Po! Let’s go!"
Jian Po really couldn’t do anything to Luo Xuan now, leading the four to leave.
If it weren’t for the rule against fighting under the Sword Spirit Race’s arena, he would have taught Luo Xuan a lesson long ago!
But it’s okay, he has plenty of opportunities to teach Luo Xuan!
And after the five had left.
Tears almost overflowed from Jian Ling’er’s eyes.
"Wood, I’m sorry, I’m sorry... It’s because of that you’re being insulted..."
The young Luo Xuan shook his head.
"Ling’er, you don’t need to apologize, why should the victim apologize?
Those who should apologize and pay the price are those who perpetrate!"
The young Luo Xuan spoke softly.
In his words, there was a faint yet undeniable Emperor’s Might!
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