"Next time he dares to appear, I will kill him even if I risk punishment, hum!"
...
When the powerhouses of the Liuyun Royal Palace arrived, the entrance had already returned to peace.
A top Grandmaster from the royal palace, with unease, cupped his fists and respectfully asked, "May I ask, sir, what happened?"
Silence ensued within the portal for a moment.
Then, a majestic voice, tinged with anger, boomed:
"You bunch of useless trash still have the nerve to ask what happened? As dumb as pigs! With you imbeciles, you wouldn't even know if your home was stolen! If we couldn't come out easily, I'd truly want to slap you useless things to death."
...
Back at the inn.
Pei Nanwei waited quietly outside the door, her sword in hand.
Her expression was one of natural daze.
"Why aren't you going to sleep? What are you doing guarding here," Ling Fan said with a faint smile.
"I am the master's attendant, this is my duty," Pei Nanwei replied calmly.
She looked as if it were only natural.
Ling Fan playfully remarked, "Then according to you, I can ask you to do anything?"
Pei Nanwei remained silent.
She appeared as if she could be manipulated at will.
Ling Fan chuckled.
This girl was truly strange.
It was as if her heart held only the Way of the Sword.
Apart from the Way of the Sword, nothing else mattered.
Including family affection.
Her body.
Her beauty.
And everything else.
Ling Fan's heart suddenly stirred.
She seemed quite suited to cultivating a certain sword scripture.
"Come in with me," Ling Fan said, entering the room himself.
Pei Nanwei's exquisite and beautiful face was suddenly broken by a rare hint of panic.
Her fingers intertwined.
She was somewhat apprehensive.
Yet, there was also a hint of excitement.
Taking a deep breath, she followed Ling Fan into the room.
Before Ling Fan could even speak.
Pei Nanwei obediently walked to the bed herself.
As her exaggerated figure, completely mismatched with her petite frame, was revealed to the air.
The room seemed to light up.
As if a hint of pink permeated the very air.
Ling Fan was stunned.
"What are you doing?"
Pei Nanwei gritted her teeth, thinking her master was feigning ignorance.
She snorted coldly, "Don't all men in the world like this? Although you are my master, it's meaningless for you to keep pretending. Since I became your sword attendant, I have long been prepared to dedicate everything, including myself, to you."
"You don't need to have any reservations."
"I only wish to cultivate the Way of the Sword with you. As long as you can agree to this, I will be content and not ask for anything more," Pei Nanwei said, lowering her head.
Ling Fan chuckled.
"Get dressed," he commanded.
Pei Nanwei looked at Ling Fan with some surprise.
For a moment, she didn't know if Ling Fan was pretending or if he truly had no interest in her.
It shouldn't be like this.
She was very confident in her figure.
It was definitely the kind of figure that would drive all men mad.
She was petite too.
Easily evoking a man's protective instincts.
And she was also well-endowed.
Any part of her.
Could be called a blade that killed without drawing blood.
It was as if two styles were perfectly merged into one body.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it soul-stirring and captivating.
In the royal city.
Countless young talents would spray blood from their noses just by looking at her.
Those older powerhouses were even more infatuated.
Some were so exaggerated that they would have a cerebral hemorrhage just by looking at her.
Even within the Pei family, many gazes were fixed upon her.
If not for her special status and her unparalleled talent within the entire family, who knew how many people would have reached out with their wicked claws.
How could she not entice her own master?
Could it be that her master was incapable in this regard?
She tilted her head, looking at Ling Fan with a suspicious gaze.
Ling Fan saw the meaning in Pei Nanwei's eyes.
He immediately snorted coldly.
He felt greatly offended!
Ling Fan flicked his finger, and the clothes scattered on the ground flew back onto Pei Nanwei.
"Come here," Ling Fan said with a stern face.
"Oh," Pei Nanwei stuck out her tongue.
She walked over obediently.
Ling Fan pointed a finger at Pei Nanwei's forehead.
A vast spiritual power surged into her mind.
Her eyes widened in surprise.
Then, she quickly closed them.
After a long while, she couldn't help but exclaim, "Earth-grade sword technique, Seven Absolutes Selfless Sword..."
At that moment.
Pei Nanwei stared blankly at Ling Fan, her delicate body trembling.
Her mind was blank with shock.
This was an Earth-grade sword technique!
Let alone their Liuyun Kingdom,
Even the hidden sects above the Liuyun Kingdom had never heard of an Earth-grade martial skill appearing.
A general hidden sect possessing a mid-grade Profound-grade martial skill as their trump card was already an extraordinary inheritance.
But Earth-grade...
This was a level beyond her imagination.
How powerful would such a sword skill be!
Yet, such a precious and powerful cultivation method was casually bestowed upon her by her master...
Thump!
Pei Nanwei knelt directly at Ling Fan's feet.
Her collar drooped.
Revealing a glimpse of her beautiful form.
"Get up. While the technique is powerful, you must also have the strength to match it to unleash its astonishing might."
"Nanwei obeys Master's teachings."
Having obtained the sword technique, Pei Nanwei immediately lost the desire to tempt Ling Fan and returned to her own cultivation.
Ling Fan smiled slightly.
He had some anticipation.
With Pei Nanwei's sword body talent, coupled with the not-bad Earth-grade sword technique, Seven Absolutes Selfless Sword, her future achievements might not be lower than Golden Core.
It was even possible that she might one day reveal herself and become an unparalleled Sword Saint.
However, becoming an Emperor would be somewhat difficult.
After all, if she did not improve her physique later, her upper limit would be limited.
To become a Sword Emperor, one must at least possess a perfect-grade sword body.
...
The next day, as dawn broke.
A commotion arose below the inn.
Terrifying auras converged, heavily surrounding the small inn.
Everyone in the inn was terrified.
Especially the innkeeper, whose legs turned to jelly!
He had no idea what offense he had committed to attract so many incredibly powerful experts.
None of those people were below the Profound Gang Realm.
Moreover, over a dozen terrifying auras lay dormant like colossal beasts.
Heavenly Origin Realm Martial Grandmasters!
Good heavens.
The innkeeper was on the verge of tears.
Among these people.
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Any one of them could level his inn ten times over.
His vision went dark.
He had no idea what earth-shattering event had occurred.
"This is... people from the Sword Champion Pei family!"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, causing a stir throughout the entire scene.
Everyone looked with awe at this group of fierce-looking experts.
Goodness.
Who was so bold as to provoke the Pei family within the royal city, seeking a death wish?
"Sinner Ling Fan, come out and see me!"
A late-stage Heavenly Origin Realm top Grandmaster of the Pei family roared.
The crowd let out another gasp.
Who was this Ling Fan?
Why had they never heard of him?
Could he be a genius cultivated in secret by some faction?
No matter who he was.
His courage was truly immense.
To have provoked the Pei family.
This kid was definitely doomed!
Everyone was certain.