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“Cough cough, Hall Master Lin, he’s not deploying Flying Sword Sparkle, he just recalled his Sword Spirit Dragon back into the Spirit Realm.” At this moment, Bai Qin’an finally couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke up to remind Hall Master Lin Min, who was still dodging around in the void.

Hall Master Lin Min finally stopped and carefully scanned her surroundings with those eyes.

There was no Flying Sword at all, nor were there any sophisticated techniques used to hide it!

She had been played!

“Hahaha, Uncle Zhu is too cunning; when he shouted so loudly just now, I really thought a majestic swordsmanship had been unsheathed!” Shao Ying, the junior sister, couldn’t stop laughing.

Wu Feng shook his head, already trying very hard to hold back his laughter.

Yun Zhonghe and Hao Ye both widened their eyes as well, can you really play like that??

“Damn it!!” Swordswoman Lin Min had just broken out in cold sweat.

The most terrifying thing about Flying Sword Sparkle isn’t the flashing blade’s strike, but the fact that you never know from which direction or angle the Flying Sword will attack, often capable of piercing directly through vital spots in one blow.

Lin Min had been scared by the other’s hidden sword’s tracelessness, and what’s more, Zhu Minglang had shouted “Sparkle” so loudly, even though there was clearly nothing, and he acted so convincingly!

“Zhu Minglang has abandoned sword cultivation, he is now a Dragon Shepherd, Hall Master Lin Min, the Flying Sword he commands is the rare Sword Spirit turned dragon, one with his very thoughts, capable of executing the vast majority of Flying Sword Faction techniques.” Wen Mengru felt it was still necessary to offer a reminder, so she added.

“What Junior Sister Wen said is correct, I was just joking with Hall Master Lin just now, this time I will use the true Miao Mountain Flying Sword Technique, Hall Master Lin Min, you must not be careless!” Zhu Minglang laughed.

He opened his palm, and the Spirit Realm only revealed a subtle spatial crack, from which the Sword Spirit Dragon slowly emerged, appearing by Zhu Minglang’s side!

Zhu Minglang wasn’t holding a sword because he no longer had the sword cultivation level, and holding a sword made no sense.

But the very essence of the Flying Sword Faction is in the Flying Sword itself, and their cultivation is in the Sword Control Technique—who in this world has a Flying Sword more perfect than the Sword Spirit Dragon??

“A mere trick, Miao Mountain Sword Sect’s Flying Sword Technique is profound and sophisticated. You, a kid who has just ascended the mountain, presume to grasp the essence of our Sword Sect, it’s laughably absurd!” Hall Master Lin from the Discipline Hall’s face turned dark.

She was both angry and annoyed, considering that Elders and Sect Leaders, as well as several Commandery Princesses from Miao Kingdom were watching, and yet she was being toyed with by this guy!

“So Hall Master Lin, watch carefully and seriously, and see if my Firefly Sword is authentic!” Zhu Minglang slowly raised his hand, his fingers forming a sword-finger gesture.

It was as if invisible threads were drawn, at the other end was the Sword Spirit Dragon hovering beside him.

No need to hold a sword, for the sword flies on its own!

The Sword Spirit Dragon soared into the fiery sky, and as Zhu Minglang’s fingertips sharply pointed downward, in an instant, the sword tip glowed like fire, still so bright and noticeable under the sunlight!

The sword’s tip was densely packed, resembling the countless fireflies in the forest at dusk, quiet and beautiful. At this moment, the sky above the Sword Pavilion was presenting such a scene, not a convergence of forest fireflies, but sparks from the friction between the Sword Spirit Dragon’s sword tip and the air!

“Shua shua shua shua shua shua shua!!!!!!!!”

Firefly Sword Technique!!!

The dense, fiery sword tips fell, not in a wide-spread coverage like a sudden rain, but rather the scattered fireflies in the sky seemed to be guided, converging into a river of fireflies in mid-air, composed of sword shadows, sword sparks, and sword glows, madly baptizing the position where Swordswoman Lin Min was located!!

Swordswoman Lin Min was greatly alarmed.

The disciples, Hall Masters, and Elders of Miao Mountain Sword Sect also showed shocked expressions, some even unconsciously removing their veiled hats, as if they believed the veil was obstructing their vision!

It was the Firefly Flying Sword!!

And it was a Firefly River of extremely high Realm!!

The mountain clearing was left with numerous holes and gashes, as Swordswoman Lin Min exerted all her skills to defend. She retreated again and again, and the Firefly Flying Sword, like an endless river, ceaselessly washed over her with sword tips, causing her arms to go numb and her steps to become chaotic.

“Zhu Minglang’s Sword Spirit Dragon… seems to have grown even stronger.” Wu Feng was secretly amazed.

Back in the Mechanical City, Zhu Minglang’s Sword Spirit Dragon had already displayed an overwhelming power, but that was clearly combined with Zhu Minglang’s own Sword Realm.

The Sword Spirit Dragon’s cultivation level was now different than before, even without Sword Awakening, it was still mighty!

Could it be that Zhu Minglang had some great gains during the mountain climbing process?

Firefly River, its momentum like a rainbow, Zhu Minglang still stood in place, not having moved half a step, yet the Flying Swords he controlled had already forced the Swordswoman of the Discipline Hall to retreat step by step, sweating profusely.

Just as Wu Feng had guessed.

The Sword Spirit Dragon’s cultivation level had indeed surged.

That was because the Sword Spirit Dragon had devoured all the Ancient Swords in the Miao Mountain Sword Tomb!

After devouring them, the Sword Spirit Dragon’s cultivation level approached that of a High Rank King Level, and together with the Flying Sword Technique that Zhu Minglang comprehended from those Sword Scores, should a Monarch Level Powerhouse appear, Zhu Minglang would dare to engage in combat with them!

The Flying Sword Faction, had sword territories as well.

The Sword Spirit Dragon’s own cultivation base, plus the sword territory Zhu Minglang comprehended…

Stacked improvement!

Just as Zhu Minglang had said, he didn’t need to move half a step.

And what humiliated Lin Min the most was that the swordsmanship Zhu Minglang was using was the Firefly Sword from their Miao Mountain Sword Sect.

“Uncle Bai, did you teach him the Firefly Sword?” At this moment, Wen Mengru quietly asked Bai Qin’an beside her.

Bai Qin’an shook his head.

Back in the humble city, Bai Qin’an had witnessed Zhu Minglang’s comprehension abilities. Although he roughly knew that Zhu Minglang could learn quite a few sword techniques from the Sword Score ladder, the short time it took to comprehend the highly difficult Firefly Sword Technique to this realm was indeed somewhat outrageous!

Can one really become this powerful just by looking at Sword Scores?

Some sword techniques, no matter how high one’s comprehension is, still need the guidance and demonstration of an expert. Zhu Minglang learning the Firefly Sword did not surprise Bai Qin’an, but for him to be able to perform Firefly River Sword, that was somewhat unbelievable, as there were Hall Masters here who had not grasped the higher mysteries of the Firefly Sword!

“Sword Flash!”

Zhu Minglang this time performed the true Flying Sword Sparkle!

The sword disappeared under the clear sky, yet it appeared without warning behind Lin Min.

Swift as a bolt of lightning, it cleaved through the tranquil forest, the sword light flickering, daring one not even to blink!

First was Firefly River, followed by the lightning of Sword Flash, both of these Flying Sword Techniques originated from the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, Lin Min’s bamboo hat, sliced by Sword Flash, split into two, gently falling to the ground.

Her forehead and cheeks were full of sweat; though she wasn’t injured, her eyes were filled with shock and pain!

She was defeated.

It wasn’t just as simple as defeat.

The opponent hadn’t moved half a step.

The opponent had used their Miao Mountain Sword Sect’s sword technique!

The ultimate humiliation!!

“Now, may I sit wherever I like?” Zhu Minglang asked with a smile, walking towards the comfortable canopy.

The strong are revered!

At this moment, those aloof and proud female sword cultivators of Miao Mountain Sword Sect no longer dared to speak ill of Zhu Minglang.