The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

The inner voice of the sword spirit is slightly different from its original voice. The inner voice of the sword spirit is more unrestrained and more arrogant.

The inner voice of the sword spirit may contain some elusive and unpredictable sounds.

"Then forget it."

Mo Qian ultimately gave up on the idea. After all, Mo Qian's strength was still insufficient, and the sword spirit could only break the cage here when it had a physical body.

"What's the rush? Someone will be here soon."

Dao Ling, on the other hand, strolled around leisurely, enjoying the food.
"What, aren't you going to eat? Elven food isn't something just anyone can eat. You've really hit the jackpot, kid. I bet the Elven Queen has taken a liking to you, but she can't just have you directly, so she's arranged for you to be here."

Dao Ling guessed this way, after all, Dao Ling designed Mo Qian's hair color and appearance. Only Dao Ling knew just how powerful Mo Qian's current appearance was in terms of its destructive force on the races of this continent.

"I should have never turned you into this, all you womanizers! I should have found you a mask!"

Mo Qian glanced at the sword spirit sitting on the bed complaining, and said helplessly:
"What can we do? It's not my fault."

Mo Qian's harmless appearance easily lulled the elves into a false sense of security, as did the sword spirit.

"If it's not your fault, who is? I think you'll get into a lot of trouble because of your looks in the future."

However, Dao Ling was not afraid of anything because of this. Mo Qian was hers, and Dao Ling knew this deeply.

From the moment Mo Qian possessed the Heart of Darkness, it was destined that only the Blade Spirit could accompany him throughout his life; only the Blade Spirit could stay with him forever.

The immortality granted to Mo Qian by the Heart of Darkness will far exceed Mo Qian's imagination. Mo Qian's current lifespan is already almost the same as that of a young dark dragon, and he may even have a longer lifespan in the future.

The lifespan of the sword spirit is already almost infinite. As long as the demon sword still exists, the sword spirit will never disappear. Only Mo Qian can kill the sword spirit.

Unless Mo Qian dies, the sword spirit and its demon sword will have an infinite lifespan.

Actually, this is not what the Blade Spirit wants. Immortality means nothing to the Blade Spirit. If the Blade Spirit wanted it, immortality would have been very easy for the Blade Spirit at his peak.

But Dao Ling really didn't want these things. Dao Ling did things only according to his mood. He would do what made him happy, and if he didn't enjoy it, he wouldn't do it. He never forced himself to do anything.

Of course, Mo Qian seems to have made Dao Ling break his rules many times, but it doesn't matter, these are not big problems. The bigger problem is that Dao Ling is very curious as to why no one has come to find Mo Qian even now.

"Even if it's for breeding, shouldn't someone be there? Are you expecting Mo Qian to give birth to a bunch of elves all by himself?"

Dao Ling thought to himself.

At this moment, the Elf Queen was thinking about how to deal with this group of humans who had suddenly arrived.

"My lord, in my opinion, these humans are no good, especially that white-haired leader. He looks like a succubus in disguise, not a real human."

The elves and humans have maintained friendly relations for generations over the past decade or so, even intermarrying several times to keep in touch. Each generation of human leaders would visit the elven regions, and the elves would also send teams to explore the technology developed by the human race.

The two races have maintained contact for hundreds of years, with each generation of human leaders marrying an elf. This is a measure to maintain the fragile friendship between the two races.

However, this generation of marriage elves are not so willing to go there.

"Ling! What exactly do you want!" Sui watched as Ling, dressed in revealing clothing, resolutely walked towards the room where Mo Qian was imprisoned.

"I'm not doing anything. Queen H is insisting that I go through a political marriage, isn't she? Let's see how she'll make me go through with it now!"

"You are Her Majesty the Queen's niece, you cannot be so willful. This is a matter of friendship between humans and elves."

Sui is Ling's personal bodyguard, having grown up with Ling since childhood. Although he understands his friend's resentment and longing for a beautiful love, the recent development momentum of the human race is truly not to be underestimated. If Ling really does this, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face to the human race's leader.

But Ling really didn't want to marry an old man. She'd heard that the current human leader was an extremely lewd old man. She'd rather give herself to this handsome prisoner who had just been sent over than to that old man.

When Ling first saw Mo Qian, she was shocked by his appearance; even most of the elves couldn't compare to him.

Therefore, many elven ministers suggested that Mo Qian be executed, and someone even said earlier that Mo Qian's white hair was a symbol of the succubus race.

Actually, that's not the case. Although most succubi have white hair, Mo Qian's white hair has absolutely nothing to do with the white hair of succubi.

"That's how I'm going to do it! It's none of your business!"

Ling looked at Sui angrily. Sui, the elf girl who had grown up with her since childhood, was not on her side and actually wanted her to give it to that old man.

"Please, Miss Ling, you can't do this."

"You go."

Ling ignored Sui kneeling before him and walked into the room where Mo Qian was imprisoned without any hesitation.

Unbeknownst to Mo Qian, Yu Wenzhou and the others had already established contact.

"Hey, where's Lao Mo?"

Ye Xiu used special methods to communicate with Yu Wenzhou. As for Huang Shaotian, that kid absolutely couldn't be involved in the conversation.

If Huang Shaotian is brought into the conversation, the entire chat channel will be filled with his voice. Forget about discussing ways to get out; you'll just be listening to Huang Shaotian rant.

However, Huang Shaotian also played a role. The reason why Ye Xiu and Yu Wenzhou can now talk so easily here is also thanks to Huang Shaotian.

"Let me tell you—"

It turned out that Huang Shaotian had drawn all the guards' attention away, thus creating an opportunity for Yu Wenzhou and Ye Xiu to talk.

The Elf Prison here is a three-person room, and this room happens to be occupied by Yu Wenzhou, Ye Xiu, and Huang Shaotian.

The three rooms are separated, but you can still talk to each other if you find a way, as long as you don't get discovered by the elf guards.

This is where Huang Shaotian's importance becomes apparent. Huang Shaotian's eloquence is among the best in human society, let alone among the elves.

The elven guards had never heard Huang Shaotian's poignant tale. (End of Chapter)