The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

On the night before leaving, Mo Qian thought a lot, and finally, Mo Qian made a decision that surprised everyone.

“Let’s go together. We don’t want the holy water ore here. We’ll negotiate with the elves and get their elven metal.”

Exchanging holy water for elven metal is a losing proposition no matter how you look at it.

However, Dao Ling unusually refrained from reminding Mo Qian, because Dao Ling knew very well that Mo Qian was taking this very seriously.

No one could stop Mo Qian from giving up the Holy Water Ore.

“Old Mo, you should know that this is a holy water mine that could support an entire race, and we just handed it over to the elves like that.”

"I think the elves would really like to make this deal with us, and there's also the matter of the Blade Spirit's reputation."

Mo Qian simply spoke to himself.

"Stop talking, Lao Yu. I've made up my mind. This is how it will be done."

"Actually, I could stay! Hey, hey, hey? Old Mexican! Old Mexican! Don't go!"

Yu Wenzhou wanted to try again, but Mo Qian didn't give him that chance. Mo Qian's only concern in making this decision was Yu Wenzhou, because Old Yu was quite eloquent, and Mo Qian wasn't afraid of Huang Shaotian trying to persuade him.

Huang Shaotian's eloquence was so remarkable that Mo Qian didn't even need to tell him; Huang Shaotian himself was completely unaware of what had happened.

"Hey, hey, why are you all trying to persuade Old Mo? Wouldn't it be great if we all went out together? Shouldn't we make some new weapons, Old Mo? Old Mo?"

Huang Shaotian was really curious about what had happened, so he rushed over to ask Mo Qian.

"Let's go. Let's leave the holy water ore here. We've used up almost all the goblin medicines."

These past few days, Mo Qian and the others have been waking up in the holy water medicinal bath every day. Whether it's the powerful Mo Qian or the relatively weak Lao Wei, they all fall into a coma immediately upon entering the holy water medicinal bath, and wake up the next morning.

Holy water baths are definitely a blessing for insomnia sufferers, especially for Mo Qian. Mo Qian highly recommends Holy Water and doesn't want to give it up just yet.
But there was no other way; Mo Qian couldn't leave his teammates here, and he didn't even know how long they would have to wait.
"Alright, alright, since Lao Mo has already made up his mind, then we shouldn't interfere. This is Lao Mo's own choice, and as long as Lao Mo doesn't regret it, that's fine."

At least that's what Yu Wenzhou thinks; as long as Lao Mo himself doesn't regret it, that's fine.
"Are you really not going to regret it?"

The sword spirit asked Mo Qian a question in his mind.

"Can't you see my mind? You should be able to see it, right?"

Mo Qian said with a smile. Dao Ling curled her lips. If Dao Ling could really see, then Dao Ling wouldn't have asked Mo Qian.

"Yes, I can see it, but I just wanted to ask you."

The sword spirit forced a smile and said that she truly couldn't see into Mo Qian's mind this time; Mo Qian's mind was gradually closing off. This could only mean one thing: Mo Qian's pressure was increasing. The moment Mo Qian realized that even the sword spirit wasn't invincible, he was already under immense, invisible pressure.
"You guessed right, I regret it so much, I really regret it."

Mo Qian strode out, showing not a trace of regret.
Life is only once. No matter how much you regret what you've done, it's useless. Instead of regretting your actions, it's better to seize the present and at least look towards the future.

If you make a mistake, you make a mistake; if you miss an opportunity, you miss it. There's nothing to regret or reminisce about. Mo Qian has deeply etched the path he has walked into his heart. Mo Qian doesn't regret it, but he often thinks back on the path he came from.

"The elves have really gotten a great deal this time."

Dao Ling said quietly, "This means that the Elf race can take over all the holy water resources in the Grassland. Dominating the Grassland is no problem at all."

Mo Qian quickly reorganized the team. There was no need to bring so many people with him to the Elven race this time. After all, it was just a negotiation, and if he brought too many people, the Elven race would not be so likely to trust him.

"Old Ye, Old Han, let's go. Let Old Yu guard this place."

Mo Qian personally selected Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing as his generals. When Mo Qian goes out, he will subconsciously think of Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing, because only these two old brothers can give Mo Qian enough sense of security.

Actually, the main reason is that Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing have a feeling that even if Mo Qian is gone, they can bring Mo Qian back.

Mo Qian didn't know why he had this feeling, but he trusted his intuition.

"I can only say that Lao Mo made the right choice in choosing me, but there was no need to choose Lao Han."

"Hmph! You don't even train as much as me every day, how dare you say that?"

It's a daily occurrence for Han Wenqing and Ye Xiu to bicker. The two have been at odds ever since the game Glory was first released. In fact, Mo Qian is quite envious of Ye Xiu. At least Ye Xiu has a nemesis who has always followed him, but Mo Qian doesn't have such a nemesis.

Mo Qian's strength has been consistently at a level above average since the game Glory first appeared. If you were to ask who could be Mo Qian's nemesis, you probably couldn't find anyone in the Glory professional scene.

Even when venturing into the holographic game, Mo Qian remained the most dazzling captain, ultimately rescuing everyone. If we're talking about who the real MVP is, it has to be Mo Qian.

"Hey, hey, hey! Old Mo! Why didn't you choose me? I'm so reliable! I promise I'll listen to you this time, please let me go too!"

It goes without saying who's speaking; who else could it be but that blond-haired swordsman H?
"Go away, go away! You want to go to everything. Have you finished your training homework for today?"

Yu Wenzhou sternly reprimanded Huang Shaotian, who immediately became obedient.

"Um, not yet, but it'll be soon, you can trust me."

Huang Shaotian knew he wouldn't be able to go this time, but it was alright. He felt that Mo Qian and the others would be back soon, as none of them seemed like the type to be tempted by elves.

Despite Ye Xiu's seemingly carefree and nonchalant demeanor, Huang Shaotian actually trusts him implicitly. Ye Xiu has never been interested in women, and while he has many female fans, most of them are fans of the love-hate relationship between Ye Xiu and Han Wenqing—in short, they are—fujoshi (female fans of male-male romance). (End of Chapter)