Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 266 The Edgeless Sword is a Sword

Before parting ways with Zilong, Zhu Wuyao whispered to Qi Suowei, "Could you cut her with your sword to see what it is?"

Qi's suggestion was not acceptable.

This might make the demon race resent the Star-Picking Tower.

Therefore, we can only come back masked afterwards.

Upon meeting Zilong again, both sides were hypocritical and polite. Zilong stepped forward first, bowed gracefully to Qi Suowei, and said with reverence:

"It would be my great honor to be able to see the face of the Sword Immortal."

Then he took out a book and said, "When I was sorting through the family of the demon clan elders, I accidentally found the Silver Fox Elder's notebook, which should be returned to its rightful owner."

Without even looking, Zhu Wuyao could guess that every word on it was earnest and intended to morally blackmail Qi Suwei.

It's possible that it was prepared in advance.

In case Qi Suowei really rises from his coffin and ruthlessly kills the demon race, this psychological weapon has been prepared!

Seeing Qi Suowei reach out to take it, Zhu Wuyao quickly said:

"Who writes a diary if they are serious?"

Zi Long paused slightly as he handed the item to Qi Suowei, then casually passed it on before turning to look at Ye Xiaozhou:

"Little Leaf, you were seriously injured at the time, and I had no choice but to keep your friend here."

Then, with a hint of apology, he looked at Zhu Wuyao and said:

“Please forgive me, Miss Zhu. Of course I know you are not someone who only cares about yourself, but Xiao Yezi was seriously injured at the time, and I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure, sending you into Feidu Lake to save her.”

And it's all your doing?

The implication of these words is clear: I used moral blackmail against you back then for Ye Xiaozhou's sake. If it weren't for me, what if you really abandoned your friends?

Don't say it, really don't say it.

Zhu Wuyao did indeed want to go back to Zhaixinglou to recruit people.

But something just doesn't feel right about what I'm saying.

Hua Yingting chuckled softly, then turned to look at Qi Suowei and said:

"Senior Sword Immortal, you have been trapped in Feidu Lake for many years, and it must have been a long time since you drew your sword. I read your story back in Zhaixing Tower and admired you very much. I wonder when I will have the honor of seeing your sword?"

"Now."

Qi Suowei suddenly drew his sword.

For some reason, Zilong suddenly shut up.

Perhaps it's because she's introverted and doesn't like to talk.

Before leaving, Ye Xiaozhou took out a small shadow puppet from his storage bag, handed it to Zilong, and said with a slightly sentimental smile:

"Please pass this on to Azi."

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Until they left the demon territory.

Zhu Wuyao, recalling what had just happened, suddenly asked:

"Did you poison him?"

"Yeah, I asked Hua Ying to stop the treatment. She's not A Zi, so I can't cause trouble for Zhaixing Tower. I can't try to kill her, but poisoning her is fine."

"She can't find out?"

“I once drank with Azi at Beiwang Mountain, where the hosta flowers covered the entire mountain.”

If Shiryu still has some genuine feelings.

These shadow puppet figures stirred up old memories. I went to Beiwang Mountain for a while, and perhaps the local specialty promised in the past will become a killer move.

Zhu Wuyao sighed deeply. Ye Xiaozhou really didn't hesitate at all when it came to using this so-called "old relationship".

No wonder he's managed to get this far in the cultivation world.

"By the way, why didn't you bring A-Meng with you?"

Ye Xiaozhou later learned that Qi Suowei had said that he could use A Meng as the spirit of the Wufeng Sword and bring out the myriad aspects of life.

Perhaps it will allow that little girl who longs to come out to see the outside world.

Upon hearing Ye Xiaozhou's question, Zhu Wuyao smiled.

There are many reasons.

For example, A-Meng is a product of reversing cause and effect. Her existence is a paradox. She was originally just a "thought" and then appeared in the world without knowing what the trigger was.

But she couldn't fool her own heart.

Zhu Wuyao believes that if A Meng is an independent person, then a person cannot be used as a sword spirit.

If she becomes a sword spirit, it would negate her independent personality. In that case, how could A-Meng possibly exist?

But the most important reason is—

"A sword without an edge is a sword."

If A Meng were in the Li Quan Realm as the sword spirit, how could Zhu Wuyao risk his sword being destroyed and his life to fight the enemy?

A person who fears the sword breaking cannot wield it.

Those who want to move forward cannot carry away their old dreams.

Ye Xiaozhou gazed at the white clouds on the horizon, which were rising in clusters, like pure white dough waiting to be kneaded into steamed buns.

A few wild geese dotted the horizon, like sesame seeds.

She tossed a coin, then suddenly sneered:

"lie."

The group walked slowly forward, enjoying a rare moment of freedom that might be ten or even a hundred years from now.

Upon hearing Ye Xiaozhou's assessment, Zhu Wuyao offered no explanation.

There are indeed many reasons.

For example, A-Meng's existence is related to her past life, and she dares not bring people out.

For example, a sword without an edge should be a weapon, not something with its own consciousness. It is something to be entrusted with one's life, and cannot tolerate the slightest mistake.

For example, the road ahead is long and fraught with battles, and she doesn't want "A Meng" to see blood...

Ultimately, it all boils down to just two words—a burden.

She can do whatever she wants on her own. The road ahead is long, and no one will see whether she's successful or unsuccessful. She can always be more at ease.

Since it's an old dream, let's leave it where it is.

"What are your plans?"

Qi asked what was wrong.

Ye Xiaozhou had already made up her mind. She said, "I need to go and retrieve my belongings, and then I'll cause some trouble for Zilong!"

Hua Yingting and Xu San'er both want to return to Zhaixing Tower.

Zhu Wuyao thought for a moment and said:

"I also need to go back to Zhaixing Tower. There are some things I want to ask Sect Leader Fang in person."

"Yes, yes, I also need to ask the sect leader how to use these dice! I wonder if they can transform into other forms..."

Qi Suowei nodded and said:

"Since we all have our own destinations, let's part ways here. By the way, don't spread the word about my return to the cultivation world."

Hua Yingting nodded and asked:

"The demon tribe?"

"It's alright, that Purple Dragon wouldn't deliberately leak the information."

Qi Suowei thought for a moment, then took out several jade pendants and said:

"Take one, everyone. I'm only able to escape from this mess thanks to you guys. Call me if you need anything."

A mobile phone specifically for calling people?

Zhu Wuyao's eyes lit up, and he put it into the storage bag without any hesitation.

Then Qi Suowei transmitted a message:

"That thing in your dantian always feels somewhat familiar to me, and makes me want to possess it. Very few people in the world can sense its existence, and that token can completely conceal its aura."

Zhu Wuyao's eyes widened slightly.

This is the first time that spirit pen has been discovered since it entered the dantian.

As expected of someone who was once close to the Nascent Soul Realm...

Thanks to the Sword Immortal, after so many years of self-cultivation and a much more peaceful temperament, I was able to restrain my greed and refrain from dissecting her...

Thinking of this, Zhu Wuyao frowned slightly.

If Qi Jianxian could sense its existence, what about at the Immortal Cultivation Conference?

Or perhaps it's Sect Leader Fang?