Truth Exposed, Empresses Beg for Forgiveness-Chapter 68: Strange Expressions from the Cultivators! Is This What You Call the Sword Spirit Race’s Mutual Support, Friendliness, and Kindness, Emperor Wang?
Wang Teng at this moment 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 come 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 extremely embarrassed nonetheless.
In the next moment, 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 some value for him!"
The cultivators in the Celestial Emperor Palace, upon hearing this, thought Wang Teng made some 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 some 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 time, his mindset was genuinely pure.
But why, in the future, would he become 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 moment, 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 time the two return to the Sword Spirit Race, Jian Ling’er will surely be unharmed.
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 time 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 immense confidence at this moment.
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 something, but ultimately did not speak at this moment.
...
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 moment, as if thinking of something, 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 something.
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 claimed 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 meticulous thoughts, felt that Jian Ling’er seemed unusually different.
"Ling’er, really nothing?"
"Truly nothing..."
In the next moment, Jian Ling’er seemed 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 someone in front; you scared me 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 momentary silence.
"When we return, let’s take the Teleportation Array."
Jian Ling’er: ???
This time, 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 name your sword?"
"A Wooden Sword is a Wooden Sword; what name does it need?"
Jian Ling’er was persistent.
"Don’t you think every sword has its own meaning, and having a name is nicer?"
The young Luo Xuan thought for a moment.
"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 name!"
Luo Xuan couldn’t help but smile.
After spending so much time 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 name 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 me 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 something.
And quickly attempted to pull Luo Xuan away.
However, in the next moment, 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 came to a complete halt.
Meanwhile, 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?
