Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 539 I still have it

Xiao Jing was stunned. He had never met someone even wilder than himself before in his entire life.

However, the experienced man did not get angry, but instead followed the little fairy's lead.

"May I ask what your aspirations are, Immortal? What benefits would I gain if I were to submit?"

Upon hearing this, the little fairy immediately fell for the trap, grinning as it spoke.

"You're smart enough to know your place. Today, I'll show you my domineering ways and my conquests. Come and see my empire."

After saying that, Little Earth Fairy pointed to the model of the Zha Shide Auction House over there.

"See this? This is a limited edition pirated version; there are only three in existence."

"We won't be able to find a fourth one within three years, because the maker is still in jail."

"Look at this one. This is the genuine Supreme Edition. Although the quality is not as good as the pirated version, it has the personal signatures of the six elders at the bottom."

As the little fairy introduced the toys she had collected, she got excited and waved her little hand, saying, "If you act as my dog, I'll reward you with a model. In the future, when we play games, besides playing my mount, you can also play the role of a city management officer!"

Xiao Jing couldn't help but twitch his lips, feeling like he was talking to an idiot. He sneered inwardly, took a step forward, and prepared to tell this little thing what true ambition really was.

However, he was not careful and stepped on a small figure wearing canned armor and holding a chainsaw sword.

The quality of this authentic figurine is poor; it snapped in two with a crack.

At the same time, Little Earth Fairy's face also fell.

The joy of gaining another mount and follower vanished instantly, and it immediately started cursing.

"You bastard! You're shameless! I offered you a job as a city management officer, but you wouldn't take it. What do you want to be? Do you want me to introduce you to the Beast Taming Sect? They're short of a dead man in their elephant septic tank. Why don't you go soak in it?"

The purest form of foul mouth, the ultimate enjoyment.

In terms of cursing, Mr. Xiao is indeed a notch below the Earth Immortal.

The main reason is that he has never cursed anyone. Although it is a bit embarrassing to say, as a major villain, Xiao Jing has never cursed anyone from childhood to adulthood.

As a child, he was a fallen prince, cautious and reserved, never having the chance to speak his mind. As he grew up and gathered followers, he knew that speaking too much would diminish his prestige. In his later years, all alone, he wanted to curse, but found no one left to curse.

Compared to a natural talent like Little Earth Fairy, Mr. Xiao is as pure as a child.

As the saying goes, the missing parts of childhood need a lifetime to heal, and today, the little fairy has made up for all the missing pieces in his life.

"You wicked seed!" Xiao Jing roared.

But this weak statement sounded more like a coquettish plea.

The little earth immortal sneered upon hearing this.

"Ha, you beast, keep yelling! Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself? Your body is as flat as a fart, not even as thick as two paper figures. Your piss-bubble head is a ready-made coffin if you nail two nails into it. Why don't you go open a funeral parlor? You don't even need to rent a storefront. You can just lie on the ground and everything will be there."

Xiao Jing, "I am..."

Little Earth Immortal, “Your grandma has nothing to do with me. I’m not your grandpa. Look at how you were struck by lightning the other day. You’d better die later. My brother Wang’s dog is about to give birth these days. I don’t want you, you bastard, to be reincarnated and ruin my brother Wang’s family’s feng shui.”

Without even taking a breath, the little earth immortal unleashed a torrent of abuse at Xiao Jing, leaving him thoroughly humiliated.

Xiao Jing pointed at the little earth immortal and said a few more words, but unfortunately his cultural level was too high, and no matter how he tried to arrange them, he could not come up with any offensive sentences.

Enraged to the extreme, Xiao Jing trembled, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he raised his fist and struck.

The little earth fairy laughed when it saw Xiao Jing's appearance. Its movements were no longer as restricted as before, and it carried several Thousand Machine Magic Artifacts for self-defense or daily use.

With the blessing of these magical artifacts and relying on her indestructible body, Little Earth Immortal also developed her own unique fighting style.

After skillfully dodging Xiao Jing's weak old fist, Little Earth Immortal took off her pants and casually tossed them aside. The pants swelled up, dripping and filled with Thousand Machine Thunder.

Relying on the fact that the lightning wouldn't kill him, the little earth fairy rushed forward with a loud cry, ready to explode directly with the sheep-headed monster.

Seeing the lightning, Xiao Jing's scalp tingled. He glared fiercely at the little earth immortal and released the possession technique.

As her desire subsided, the little earth fairy paused for a moment, and it was in this moment that Xiao Jing seized the opportunity. He raised a piece of ground to block the little earth fairy's view, and then scrambled away into the forest.

After Xiao Jing fled, the little earth fairy came to its senses. It wiped the dirt off its face and felt dizzy.

"What was I doing just now? Who took my clothes off?"

Before it finished speaking, the entire pair of Thousand Machine Thunders in its underwear exploded.

Hearing the explosion behind him, Xiao Jing, who was fleeing into the forest, did not dare to turn around and look. He could only stumble and run through the forest like a headless fly.

As I was running away, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head, as if I had bumped into something.

When he looked up, he saw a man with red stripes on his body and a badge with the number 173 around his neck looking down at him.

Xiao Jing didn't want to pay attention to it and was about to walk around and leave, but when he took another look, he found something was wrong. He realized that the twisted dough stick in front of him looked somewhat similar to the foul-mouthed stone doll from before, and it seemed to be an excellent material for possession.

This time, however, Xiao Jing was smarter. He didn't speak rashly, but instead activated his supernatural powers to test the true nature of the twisted dough stick.

As Xiao Jing watched, some kind of shackles on Ma Hua's body were quietly unlocked.

He stared at the twisted dough stick for a long time, but it didn't make any move.

This twisted dough stick stood there in front of me, its arms outstretched.

"dead?"

Xiao Jing was somewhat puzzled and hesitated for a moment, but after thinking for a while, he decided to give up for the time being.

We're not far from where that foul-mouthed stone doll is. If we linger any longer, it might catch up with us.

With a sigh, Xiao Jing looked away from Ma Hua and continued fleeing deeper into the forest.

He hadn't taken more than a few steps when he suddenly felt a tightness around his neck, as if a pair of iron clamps had gripped his neck.

The force was so great that in an instant, the sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking traveled along the bone to Xiao Jing's ears.

However, after snapping Xiao Jing's neck, the hand did not let go, but continued to exert force, crushing all the bones in his upper body.

As the body stopped breathing, the supernatural power that Xiao Jing had cast on Ma Hua also dissipated.

Ma Hua loosened her grip, and Xiao Jing, who had been squeezed beyond recognition, was thrown to the ground like a tattered sack.

Looking down at Xiao Jing's corpse, Ma Hua suddenly panicked.

I had already promised my master that I would stop pinching people and that I would massage properly from now on, but this...

After bouncing around twice, Mahua decided to destroy the evidence.

It moved a few stones and threw them on Xiao Jing's body. Then it picked up some branches and rotten leaves to cover the bloodstains. After it had done everything, it ran far away and then fell to the ground with its hands behind its back, pretending that it knew nothing.

After a while, Chen Qianhu appeared beside Ma Hua. He placed the captured little earth fairy on Ma Hua, and then with a flick of his finger, sent them both back to Tian Shu City.

"Do your own fault, don't live."

He chuckled softly, turned around, and took a step to the stone mound's grave. He reached out and grasped a wisp of the soul in his hand.

With a gentle grasp, this last wisp of soul vanished completely.

……

Tian Shu City.

"You mean, even though Xiao Jing is gone, there are still problems in the Holy Land that haven't been resolved?"

Like an old lady in autumn, Zhang Ze nestled in a recliner, watching his junior sister, who was also nestled in a recliner opposite him, and the wafting fragrance.

"Yes." Xiangxiang waved her hand, and a map of the Holy Land and the case files collected from Tian Shu City appeared in front of Zhang Ze.

From the overview map, beneath the Holy Land, beneath the cities of cultivators built to monitor the tribes of the Holy Land, lie countless interconnected magic arrays.

The junior sister played with the fruit pit with her tongue while mumbling, "It's a calamity."

"Calamity?" Zhang Ze was stunned for a while before he remembered that his junior sister was talking about those monsters that roamed the center of the Central Continent Wasteland and were endlessly resurrected.

Xiangxiang continued, "Although it's not written in the case file, the cause of those monsters is most likely related to Xiao Jing's experiment back then."

"Their existence is somewhat similar to the small white figures that appeared unexpectedly at the Northern Wall, but because of Xiao Jing and the Earthsea, these calamities are more troublesome. To ensure our subsequent plans are not affected, their complete eradication is imperative."

"To completely eliminate them, we must start with the Holy Land."

Zhang Ze, "You mean this time we're going to plant a fart—I mean, a Tai Sui—in the sacred land?"

Xiangxiang: "No need. There's another way this time."

Zhang Ze: "What a pity."

After sighing, Zhang Ze tried to get up, but as soon as he raised his hand, his junior sister, who had jumped into his arms like a spring, pushed him back down.

"Don't worry, my father has already arranged everything. The most important thing for you now is to get some rest."

"Alright then." Feeling the soft weight against his chest, Zhang Ze smiled helplessly, pulled out his other hand, and gestured for Xiangxiang to come over here.

Let's all take a rest.

On the open ground outside Tian Shu City, next to a new Fu Ji brand human base, Li Yueqi held a jar of fast-growing Tai Sui seeds, her expression complicated.

Clearly, the fact that she couldn't plant Tai Sui made her feel somewhat lonely, but this wasn't the real reason behind her complicated expression.

What really bothered him was his younger brother.

With the release of the legendary epic quest "Defend the Four Continents and Resist the Tides," the six major sects and various small and medium-sized sects connected to the Thousand Machine Pavilion's quest achievement system immediately sprang into action.

A large number of idle cultivators entered the Holy Land through the Thousand Machines Pavilion's teleportation array to participate in this legendary epic quest that would determine whether 'all players' accounts would be deleted.

This naturally includes Li Yueqi's younger brother, Li Jue.

As the saying goes, fortunes change, and Li Jue is no longer what he used to be.

It's unclear what he was thinking, but he was currently appearing in his Super Beast Armed form.

The two enormous triceratops were covered in magical artifacts, with spiritual light flowing around them, forming their legs.

There was a platform between them, where Li Jue, dressed in red and wearing sunglasses, stood in a horse stance, looking quite flamboyant.

A huge, fat bear, also adorned with the same armor, sat on his shoulder, and a small Qilin perched atop the bear's head, forming its head.

On the left and right are two long-necked birds, all golden in color, with eyes that don't look very intelligent, forming the arms.

As for Li Jue's natal spirit beast, the white owl, it did not participate in this fusion because it felt that its master was too brain-dead. At this moment, it was standing on Li Yueqi's shoulder preening its feathers.

"What exactly do you want?" Li Yueqi felt a headache coming on.

"Of course, we're training in advance. To fully unleash the power of the Super Beast Fusion, we must ensure our spiritual energy is synchronized, reaching a state where we are intertwined, with me as the core."

Listening to Li Jue's rambling explanation, Li Yueqi looked at Li Jue and his animal companions with a complicated expression.

If the two Triceratops are the legs, the fat bear is the body, the little Qilin is the head, and the two big silly birds are the hands, then Li Jue is...
Li Yueqi sighed again, turned around and left, as if this little brother had never existed.

Forget it, let him be.

Compared to Li Jue, that brat, Feng Ge is much more normal.

As a member of the Feng family who returned from the mountains and seas, he has already achieved the feat of becoming sworn brothers with the Fear Saint.

Although the two had some minor disagreements when they became sworn brothers.

Fear of the saint suggested worshipping Zhang Ze, but Brother Feng said he felt awkward about it.

Fortunately, the two eventually came up with a foolproof solution: to worship Ah Li.

Both men can accept swearing brotherhood in front of a square pig.

After completing their sworn brotherhood, the two left the mountains and seas. From then on, they traveled together to various parts of the four continents. Feng Ge dug for treasures, while Kong Sheng experienced the local customs and culture of the four continents.

Today, having heard that the Holy Land is in trouble, we will go there together.

After jumping off the back of the terrifying saint, Feng looked curiously at the strange man in front of him.

The man was dressed in black, had white hair, and one arm was empty. Around him floated a spirit that looked powerful but also annoying.

"You want to see me?" Lin Feng stood in front of Wei Zhuang, bowed, and asked with a blank expression.

"Hmm." As Lin Feng looked at him, he was also looking at Lin Feng, feeling that this person was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him, and had a bit of his own shadow from back then.

It looks very delightful.

No wonder he was able to obtain his own sword; it truly was fate.

Wei Zhuang took out the black sword, which had now become fully formed, and handed it to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng took the black sword with both hands, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar object with some confusion.

"Senior, what is this?"

Wei Zhuang shoved aside the troublesome Lu Tianming and chuckled, "This Reverse Life Sword used to be my personal sword, back then..."

As Lin Feng listened to his uncle's explanation, he gradually understood everything. However, after listening, Lin Feng returned the sword with both hands.

“A fine weapon deserves a fine owner, and a divine sword deserves a divine person. I think it would be best to return this sword to its rightful owner.”

Wei Zhuang found Lin Feng's opening two lines of eulogy, which were taught to him by Zhang Ze, rather strange.

However, he didn't think too much about it; his interest was still with Lin Feng.

He thought to himself that if Lin Feng was sincere, then he must be a very insightful person who could take things in stride and let them go, and he would surely become a great talent in the future.

"Are you really willing to do that?" Wei Zhuang stared at Lin Feng, while simultaneously releasing his divine sense to envelop Lin Feng, preparing to hear what he had to say and whether he had just been lying.

Lin Feng was unaware of this, but he admitted, "Actually, I'm still a little reluctant to part with it."

Wei Zhuang nodded in satisfaction. "Then why do you still need to return it to me?"

Raymond Lam: "Because I found someone even better."

Wei Zhuang, "?"

Under the astonished gaze of his uncle, Brother Feng touched his storage ring and took out a long sword that was pure white, as if forged from light.

Lin Feng: "I'm using this now, and although it's a bit impolite, I think it's better than yours."

Wei Zhuang, “.”

Seeing Lin Feng take out the white sword, Lu Tianming, who was indifferent to the world, suddenly exclaimed "Eh!", floated over, snatched the sword, and examined it repeatedly.

"I thought it was broken, but it turns out it was lost." Lu Tianming said to himself as he looked at his old sword.

After admiring it for a while, she patted Lin Feng on the shoulder in a carefree manner and said,
"Good lad, you have good taste. You recognized the power of my Invincible Sky-Piercing Sword at a glance. Hmm."

She had intended to say that the sword was now hers, but suddenly felt playful and wanted to test the waters, so she changed her mind and said, "Thank you for helping me find the sword. I'll keep it."

However, Feng Ge was not as disappointed as Lu Tianming had imagined; he simply nodded and said, "This is what should have been done."

Before Lu Tianming could even speak, Brother Feng pulled out another alien greatsword that could combine ice and fire.

"I still have some."

Lu Tianming, "?"

Immediately afterward, under the astonished gazes of Lu Tianming and Wei Zhuang, Brother Feng dumped out more than a dozen divine weapons and magical artifacts of various shapes, just like dumping junk.

He pointed to the pile of magical artifacts and said, "I picked up these magical artifacts along the way. Since that invincible, invincible, sky-piercing sword is your divine weapon, then these magical artifacts must also have an owner."

"When I first entered the city, I saw many seniors in a similar state to you. These things may have been their magical treasures back then. Please return them to their rightful owners."

Lu Tianming & Wei Zhuang, “.”

'Is this still a human being?'

The two were filled with doubt and unease.

(End of this chapter)