Chapter 21: Then How Should I Say It

“Father!”

“My son! You have suffered!”

In the outskirts of Luo City, an old man in a black dragon Daoist robe gave his son a bear hug.

Behind the Black Dragon Sect’s Master, Long Shigeng, were a dozen or so old men wearing the same Daoist robes.

The lowest among them were at the second tier of the Nascent Soul realm, and there were even three at the Jade-Pu realm and one at the Immortal realm.

As for Long Shigeng, he was at the Ascension realm, one of only four Ascension realm cultivators in the entire Myriad Laws Domain’s demonic path.

For this awakening of the demonic sword, to ensure that nothing went wrong, apart from a few experts left to guard the Black Dragon Sect, the top combat power of the Black Dragon Sect was all here.

In fact, it was already a bit of an overreaction. After all, the Violet Mist Holy Land’s only Ascension realm cultivator—the Violet Mist Holy Lord, Jiang Yuerou—was still exploring a desolate land in Longming Province.

So what if the Violet Mist Holy Land found out? Once those people left the Violet Mist Holy Land, without the support of the Violet Mist formation array, if they could still snatch the demonic sword, he would eat this mountain!

Long Shigeng looked at his son’s pale face and his still-unhealed, chaotic qi and blood. Having had a son late in life, his… eyes… immediately became wet…

“It’s all Father’s fault! It’s all Father’s fault! For letting my son fall into danger!”

“It’s alright, Father! Having escaped death this time, your son also had a breakthrough on the brink of life and death. After obtaining the demonic sword this time and going back into seclusion! Your son will definitely be able to break through the Golden Core realm! And step into the Nascent Soul realm!”

“Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!”

Saying “good” three times in a row, the Black Dragon Sect’s Master was very gratified.

His son was not yet thirty and was about to step into the Nascent Soul realm. Although he couldn’t compare to the Violet Mist Saintess, and even less to that Lin Xun, he was still an undisputed genius!
And after tonight, the Black Dragon Sect would obtain the demonic sword! That demonic sword would become his son’s bonded item! In a hundred years! So what if that Lin Xun reappeared?! His son would be the true co-lord of the demonic path!

Lifting his head and looking at the blood moon that was gradually being revealed, the Black Dragon Sect’s Master, Long Shigeng, waved his large hand excitedly. “Set up the formation!”

Soon! In all four directions of Luo City, the top experts of the Black Dragon Sect drew out formation patterns one after another.

The dense clouds covering the blood moon slowly dispersed, and a round, bright red blood moon hung in the night sky!
Long Shigeng personally acted, using a heaven-concealing technique to cover up the blood moon’s abnormality, making it so that even an Immortal realm cultivator couldn’t see the blood moon’s strangeness for a certain period of time.

By the time the technique wore off, everything would be too late.

At that time, the demonic sword would appear, and the entire Luo City would become nourishment for the demonic sword!
Long Shuo stared at that patch of night sky, closing his fan and saying excitedly:

“Father is truly amazing. Although our sect lost the scabbard, we can still awaken it with the incantation left by our ancestors! That Violet Mist Holy Land thought that without the scabbard, our Black Dragon Sect would be helpless! Who knew we still had a trick up our sleeve!”

An elder’s mood was also very excited. “If our Black Dragon Sect obtains this ancient demonic sword, not to mention making those righteous path cultivators suffer, it will be a matter of time before our Black Dragon Sect becomes the number one demonic sect! At that time, His Highness will not only be the Young Master of the Black Dragon Sect, but the Young Master of the entire demonic path!”

“I heard that the beauty of the Violet Mist Holy Land’s Saintess and the Myriad Demons Sect’s Demoness are known as the twin paragons of the righteous and demonic paths.”

“If my son likes them, I’ll capture them to warm my son’s bed then!”

“Hahahaha, your son thanks Father again!”

Long Shuo felt very excited.

At the same time, in a guest mountain of the Violet Mist Holy Land, a young woman named Wangxing put down the book in her hands. The young woman lifted her starry eyes to look at the sky.

Driven by her sixth sense, the young woman’s heart palpitated more and more. Lightly biting her pearly teeth, Wangxing activated her technique.

Within the young woman’s starry eyes, the stars converged, and dots of silver-white once again slowly spread. In a short while, within those large eyes, a brilliant galaxy actually appeared!
“Not good!”

The young woman stood up, ran out of the courtyard, and rushed anxiously towards the Saintess Peak!
“Sister Xiao Chan! Where is Sister Qingshang? Is she on the Saintess Peak?”

On the way, upon seeing Xiao Chan, Wangxing’s eyes, which were like the tinkling of a spring, were filled with anxiety.

“Her Highness is never on the Saintess Peak at night.”

“This is bad…”

“Sister Wangxing? What’s wrong? Why are you so nervous?”

Wangxing’s starry eyes darted around, and she quickly sorted out her thoughts. “Sister Xiao Chan, please inform your Holy Land as soon as possible. The demonic sword is appearing! Luo City will become a city of blood!”

Night fell. In the Lin family courtyard, Jiang Qingshang was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

In the courtyard, Lin Xun lay on a rocking chair, rocking back and forth.

Watching his wife, clad in an apron, skillfully cooking, like a butterfly dancing gracefully, Lin Xun enjoyed the sight very much.

Actually, Lin Xun also wanted to help, but ever since they got married, every time Lin Xun went to the kitchen to help, while washing the vegetables, his mischievous hands would end up washing his wife’s body, and sometimes it was even more excessive.

After that, Lin Xun was banned from the kitchen.

Lin Xun felt he was quite wronged. How could this be his fault? Lin Xun felt it was all because Qing’er’s virtuous and gentle appearance while cooking in an apron was too much of a rule-breaker.

However, as Lin Xun was concentrating on admiring his wife’s figure, suddenly, Lin Xun’s mind focused.

He reluctantly withdrew his gaze from Qing’er, raised his head to look at that bright moon, and his eyes narrowed.

“Qing’er, I left something at the academy. I need to go back and get it. I’ll be back in a little while.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Hearing this, Jiang Qingshang washed her slender hands and was about to untie her apron.

Under the influence of that demonic sword’s scabbard before, Jiang Qingshang also knew that she had been too clingy.

After the influence of the demonic sword’s scabbard disappeared, the young woman had also blushed, worrying if she had been too forward before, and if he would get tired of her.

But Jiang Qingshang quickly thought it through. Who cares? Anyway, on their wedding day, he had already eaten her clean. If he dared to get tired of her, she would bury him in the courtyard and then accompany him every day.

“It’s alright, I can go by myself.” Lin Xun walked forward, his palm gently covering his wife’s head. “I’m already hungry. When I come back, I can eat your cooking.”

“Alright then…”

Jiang Qingshang reluctantly tugged at the corner of Lin Xun’s clothes. Jiang Qingshang also knew she was worrying too much.

Luo City was still very safe, and her husband used to be a martial artist of the Jianghu.

“Go quickly and come back quickly. I’ll wait for you to come back for dinner.”

“No, no, that’s not how you should say it.”

“Hm?” Jiang Qingshang blinked her large eyes. “Then how should I say it?”

“You should say…”

Lin Xun whispered in his wife’s ear. Soon, Jiang Qingshang’s face turned as red as a sunset cloud.

When Jiang Qingshang raised her small fist to hit him, Lin Xun kissed his wife on the forehead and quickly ran away.

Watching Lin Xun’s back completely disappear into the night, Jiang Qingshang, her small face red, lightly bit her lower lip and muttered to herself:

“You… you’re back… Do you want to eat dinner first… or… or eat… eat me first…”

“Ahhh! How can I say something like that?”

Trying out the words he had just said to her, the girl, whose cheeks were about to drip water, pressed her red lips tightly together, as charming and delicate as a cherry blossom.

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(End of this chapter)