The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

The elven metals showed no reaction to Huang Shaotian; all the elven metals submitted to him.

"Okay, that's more like having some presence. So what if you don't have talent? As long as you have strength, that's enough, isn't it? In this world, only strength reigns supreme."

Dao Ling looked at the group of elven metal creatures who had submitted to Mo Qian's dragon might. In the eyes of both Mo Qian and Dao Ling, these elven metal creatures who surrendered as soon as they were in a strong position were not worthy of being chosen by Mo Qian.

So Mo Qian continued searching, looking for any piece of elven metal that hadn't succumbed to his dragon might, and he actually found a very small piece of elven metal.

When the Elf Queen saw Mo Qian pick up the piece of elven metal, she sighed.

"In the end, this kid still managed to find it. This is the oldest elven metal. No other elven metal can surpass this one."

If the Elf Queen were to choose, the one Mo Qian holds would undoubtedly be number one. Elven metal becomes more powerful with age, and this piece of elven metal already existed in the era of the Blade Spirit.
The Elf Queen at the time was so powerful that she didn't use much elven metal, but instead preserved it, passing it down from generation to generation. Each subsequent Elf Queen never used the elven metal left behind by the strongest Elf Queen.

All the Elf Queens regarded this piece of Elf metal as an honor, and now, that honor belongs to Mo Qian.

"This is the one."

After Mo Qianye selected the Elf Metal, he still had a considerable amount of Elf Metal left.

"Let's make clothes out of the remaining elven metal."

The Elf Queen originally thought that the remaining elven metal could be returned to the Elf race, but what she received was Mo Qian's suggestion to make clothes out of the remaining elven metal.

Elven metal can be made into many things, including clothing, simply by slightly altering its material. After a series of processing steps, elven metal becomes a malleable metal.

This elven metal could be perfectly made into clothing. Clothes made from elven metal would be extremely comfortable to wear and wouldn't hinder combat at all, as can be seen from the clothes worn by the Elf Queen. The Elf Queen likely has many such outfits.

Without exception, they were all made of elven metal. Mo Qian strongly suspected that this elven queen had made him quite a few clothes, all using elven metal.
Otherwise, why would there be so little Elf Metal left, with only a few pieces available, leaving no other choice?

Afterwards, everyone told the elven craftsman what kind of weapons they wanted. This time, the elven craftsman really couldn't slack off; he had to do his job well. In the past, these craftsmen were used to making clothes for the elven queen.

Because the Elf Queen wanted to make a piece of clothing for herself whenever she saw it, the result is that the elven artisans are now almost forgetting how to make weapons.

"Well, it might take us a little longer to finish, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Mo Qian frowned. How long could it take to make a weapon? Mo Qian thought it wouldn't be long, so he agreed.

"Okay, we can wait."

Mo Qian hadn't expected that this wait would last for two months...

Two months later—

In the elven territory, at a training ground.

Ling was practicing his swordsmanship diligently, wielding his elven longsword, which was imbued with black flames, and constantly swinging it around.

Upon closer inspection, this little fairy princess wields the weapon quite well; her movements are fluid and seamless.
The skills of the Eighteen Forms of the Sword Immortal were brought to their fullest potential.

"Master! How's my practice going?"

After finishing her routine, Ling happily ran to a man lying on the grass, eager to show off her skills. "It's nothing special, just a small part of it."

The man's face was exquisitely handsome, but there was an indelible trace of sorrow in his eyes, and he was holding a book in his hand.

Its antique appearance clearly indicates that this book is quite old; the cover bears the inscription in Elvish—

Elf Map

This book was written by an adventurous elf girl who has long since passed away. However, she traveled almost the entire Blade Spirit Continent, recording all the local customs, traditions, and strange places in this book.

Mo Qian had been so bored these past two months that he'd only read a few books and casually learned Elvish. Mo Qian was relatively late to the game; Yu Wenzhou, on the other hand, had mastered Elvish in a single day.

The next day, Yu Wenzhou spent his time in the Elf Clan's library, and he stayed there for two months. Even Huang Shaotian couldn't stop Yu from staying in the Elf Clan's library.

For Yu Wenzhou, the happiest thing was to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge. However, one thing that bothered him was that there were always a few elven girls in the library who would come up to him and ask him strange questions.

such as:

"Hello, have you eaten yet?"

"Hey bro, do you have anyone with you?"

"Hey bro, do you have a guardian spirit?"

This struck Yu Wenzhou as odd. In the past, he had only ever seen Mo Qian being bothered like this by the little elf girl.

But why is it his turn now?

Actually, the Elf Queen also deserves credit for this. She ordered all elves to stay away from Mo Qian, and only she was allowed to approach him.

Therefore, among all the elves, only Ling dared to approach Mo Qian, and even managed to learn a little something from him through persistent pleading.
Mo Qian was looking for someone to pass on his swordsmanship, so he decided to teach it to this elf princess. The elf princess was quite talented and learned very quickly; she was a promising candidate for swordsmanship.

"Mo Qian!"

When Mo Qian heard this voice, his body suddenly trembled, and he threw the book in his hand to Ling and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

It only left a slight spatial fluctuation in place.

The next moment, the Elf Queen appeared here. When she saw that Mo Qian was not there, the Elf Queen's face darkened.

"Where are the others?"

"Just feel the spatial fluctuations here and you'll know, my queen. Why do you always have designs on my master?"

“You’re still a child, you don’t understand. This is an adult matter. All you need to know is that Mo Qian belongs to me.”

The Elf Queen seemed to see something perverse in him, which was why Mo Qian had been avoiding her recently.

Because the Elf Queen already knew that Mo Qian possessed the Heart of Darkness, and with the power of the Heart of Darkness, the Elf Queen was tempted. (End of Chapter)