The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

This time, Mo Qian was truly bewildered; he had no idea what had happened.
"Sword spirit, sword—"

Mo Qian was about to ask the sword spirit what had happened, but before he could finish his second sentence, he was pulled away.

To be honest, Mo Qian now understands why this place is called the Land of Grass, because the grass here is really fragrant.

"Pfft!!!"

Mo Qian spat out all the grass from his mouth and saw what was happening below.

"So that's it."

Mo Qian said that with such a vast territory, how could he not find a single race?

It turns out that the races of the Grassland all grew up below.

Fortunately, most of the people living underground in the Grassland are elves. The people who captured Mo Qian and the others were also elves. Elves are generally easy to talk to, especially when it comes to these good-looking humans.

"Humans? How did they end up here?"

The leader of the elven race, the Elven Queen, looked at the group of humans who had been brought up.

Yu Wenzhou also woke up. Unfortunately, he did so just as the elves were pulling him down from the grasslands.
As a result, Yu Wenzhou deeply felt the breath of nature.

So Yu Wenzhou was completely bewildered and didn't know what to do.

"Old Mo, what's going on? Who is this? She's so good-looking, I think she's even prettier than Big Sister Dao Ling."

As soon as Huang Shaotian finished speaking, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had been targeted by some great terror. Huang Shaotian knew without a doubt that it must be the leader of the Blade Spirits who had heard him.

"No, no, no, I think Sister Daoling is prettier."

Mo Qian was surprised to see Huang Shaotian's frightened expression. It turned out that there was something in this world that Huang Shaotian was afraid of. Huang Shaotian used to be fearless, but now the sword spirit could scare him so much. To be honest, Mo Qian was quite impressed.

"The Blade Spirit isn't that petty, don't worry. They each have their own strengths. This Elf Queen is quite something."

They haven't spoken yet after all this time; it seems the Elf Queen wants to wait for them to ask first.

Why did you arrest us?

Mo Qian asked curiously, looking at the Elf Queen sitting on the throne.

The Elf Queen spoke, her voice as beautiful as heavenly music, making Mo Qian and the others feel as if their minds had been purified.

However, the sword spirit within the demon sword had a serious expression.

"This should be the next Elf King. I never thought that after my death, the Elf race would produce such a powerful figure."

With Dao Ling's keen eyesight, he could naturally see that this was a seductive technique using sound. However, what Dao Ling found most strange was that Mo Qian and the others clearly couldn't understand any of the Elven language, yet they were still seduced. This was very puzzling.

"wrong!"

Mo Qian realized that he hadn't understood a single word the Elf Queen said, but why did he subconsciously feel that the Elf Queen was a good person?
"Oh, oh, oh, you finally realized something was wrong, huh? You've fallen for it and you're still gloating!"

Actually, it was the sword spirit that helped Mo Qian break through the elf queen's charm spell; otherwise, Mo Qian might have really fallen for it.

"Um, this, that..."

Mo Qian was momentarily at a loss for words to respond to the sword spirit, after all, he had indeed fallen for her trick. If it weren't for the sword spirit, the Elf Queen could have easily taken down everyone. "It's alright, it's not your fault. This woman's charm is innate. She looks quite innocent, I didn't expect her to have learned such a powerful charm."

"So that's it."

After Mo Qian broke through the Elf Queen's charm spell, the Elf Queen became visibly wary and summoned her elven guards. All the elven guards surrounded Mo Qian, while the others were bound and taken away.

"Who are you?!"

The Elf Queen shouted, but Mo Qian didn't understand a single word; he relied entirely on the sword spirit's translation.

However, Mo Qian actually doesn't speak Elvish at all.

"The language barrier is really troublesome. It's making it difficult for me to go and rescue people. Can I use this elven queen to blackmail her?"

Mo Qianhe's inner sword spirit said, and the sword spirit really wanted to laugh.

"What are you threatening me with? My demon sword in your hand? Do you know that with your current strength, you wouldn't even be able to leave here?"

If it were the Blade Spirit on its own, it would definitely be able to break through. When the Blade Spirit was at its peak, the previous Elf Queen treated it to the best of everything.

But that won't work now. On one hand, the current Blade Spirit is still recovering its strength, and on the other hand, the Blade Spirit doesn't know the strength of this Elf Queen. If this generation's Elf Queen is proficient in soul magic and seals the Blade Spirit away, then the Blade Spirit will be completely helpless.

"I can only translate for you. It would take you far too long to learn Elvish right now, so don't even think about it. You'd better just surrender."

Dao Ling gave Mo Qian the best solution: Mo Qian should behave himself in the Elven territory of the Grassland and not be so arrogant in other people's lands. The Elven race is a race with thousands of years of history and a truly profound foundation.

Dao Ling once wanted to overthrow the Elf race, but unfortunately he had no reason to attack them, so he had no legitimate cause.

"What if I really want to try?"

Mo Qian smiled, took out his demon sword, and assumed the stance of the 108 Sword Immortal Techniques.
"Ready, Sword Immortal's 108 Forms!"

Mo Qian rushed out in an instant.
Three seconds later, Mo Qian lay on the ground.

"Hmph! I thought he was some powerful opponent, but he's just a weak wandering swordsman."

Captain Rudy of the Elf Guards said,

Then Rudy carried Mo Qian away, while the Elf Queen looked at Mo Qian thoughtfully.

"This human is really good-looking."

Mo Qian had no idea that the Elf Queen also had a good impression of his appearance.

The elves actually have a certain fondness for all creatures with high aesthetic appeal. Even if they invade their territory, they will not kill them immediately, but will lock them up first. Mo Qian and the others also benefited from their good looks.

"Where exactly is this place?"

Yu Wenzhou was easily locked in the prison. He tested the strength of the prison and confirmed that it was a cage he couldn't open.

"What materials is this prison made of? Is it really elven metal?"

Yu Wenzhou had heard of it; it was recorded in Qiongqi's library—(End of Chapter)