You call this the way of the sword?

As the saying goes, a wise person knows when to yield. Bai Xiaoxing wanted to get her toes back, regain her freedom, and even get revenge by using her beauty to enslave Yang Qingfeng, but she didn't want to die.

"Master, trust me. If I wanted to betray you, I wouldn't have shown you the execution list."

My loyalty to you is as clear as day and night; I have never harbored any rebellious intentions!

"Yes, I had some lingering hopes and other intentions before, but I've come to understand. My master spared my life, and it is my honor to serve him!"

"Master, please keep me. I... I'll be useful..."

In just a few seconds, Bai Xiaoxing said a lot.

His words were earnest and sincere.

Just then, the Sword Soul returned carrying countless spoils of war, a total of 190, casting a shadow that blotted out the sky. An invisible pressure permeated the earth, and Bai Xiaoxing felt a chill run down his spine.

Her voice trembled and choked with sobs: "Master... I'll be useful... at least I... I'm still in good shape... if Master likes me... Xiaoxing's body and soul belong to Master..."

Yang Qingfeng toyed with Bai Xiaoxing's mask, saying expressionlessly, "I don't know why you're so agitated. Perhaps you're feeling guilty?"

Bai Xiaoxing's soul fire almost went out. She said urgently, "No, no, no, no, Master is right. Xiaoxing is indeed guilty, but it's definitely not because she's guilty of something she did wrong. Xiaoxing is... she's scared! Just scared!"

God knows why I had the idea to secretly take a picture of him just now; I'm not short of money!

Bai Xiaoxing wanted to cry but couldn't; she hated herself to death.

Yang Qingfeng glanced at her sideways: "I didn't want to argue with you, but since you're denying it to the death, let me ask you, how long was I underground before?"

Bai Xiaoxing asked nervously, "Six, six days?"

Yang Qingfeng tapped Bai Xiaoxing's skull with his sword. "Didn't you say your death ruse could only last two hours? How did you survive?"

what?

Bai Xiaoxing was completely stunned, forgetting about this part.

Then came a deep sense of despair, like a tidal wave, and heartbreaking regret.

She originally only wanted to lure Yang Qingfeng out of her skeleton so she could take the opportunity to get her body back, but who would have thought things would develop to this point.

The other person returned my body unconditionally, but I lost all their trust...

Seeing Bai Xiaoxing speechless, Yang Qingfeng shook his head and said, "One cannot befriend someone who lacks integrity, and I suppose the same applies to demons and ghosts. What do you think?"

Bai Xiaoxing stared blankly at Yang Qingfeng for a long time before stammering, "Yes...you're right...it's wrong of me to lie, but I didn't understand you back then..."

It stopped calling him "master" and, ironically, sounded a little more sincere, but it wasn't enough.

"This is no longer just my business. If you want to live, swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao with your Dao body."

Hearing Yang Qingfeng's words, Bai Xiaoxing felt both sad and fortunate. She quickly broke through the ground and crawled out, her skin, hair, and flesh rapidly regenerating.

In the blink of an eye, her sexy and alluring body was restored to its original shape.

Bai Xiaoxing activated the Divine Communication Talisman, connecting to the Heavenly Dao Network to swear an oath: "I, Bai Xiaoxing, borrow the Heavenly Dao and swear an oath to Heaven."

The divine talisman emitted a nine-colored glow, enveloping Bai Xiaoxing in response.

"From this moment forward, I, Bai Xiaoxing, will regard Yang Qingfeng of the human race as my master. My body and soul belong to my master. I will obey my master's every command without question. If I have any thoughts of rebellion, my body will be destroyed and my intelligence will be extinguished. I will never be able to be reborn."

"This is a vow; may Heaven bear witness."

As Bai Xiaoxing finished speaking, the radiant light emanating from the Divine Seal entered her body, leaving an indelible mark on her soul, signifying the fulfillment of the vow.

According to the oath, he would spend the rest of his life as Yang Qingfeng's servant, unable to resist any humiliation or disgrace, unless he risked everything to fight to the death.

But for some reason, Bai Xiaoxing felt surprisingly relaxed at this moment, and even the terrifying sword spirit seemed pleasing and familiar.

"Owner…"

Bai Xiaoxing knelt down in front of Yang Qingfeng. As she looked up at him, a blush gradually appeared on her fair and delicate face, and a sense of reverence naturally arose in her eyes, making her look extremely charming.

Yang Qingfeng hadn't expected that a ghost maid would suddenly appear.

But thinking about it carefully, this isn't the first time; there are quite a few female sword spirits in the Sword Domain Legion...

"Get up. There's no need for these empty formalities anymore. You are still you. Just remember your vow."

Upon hearing that she could still retain her freedom, Bai Xiaoxing was overjoyed. She stood up and felt even more relaxed and at ease when facing Yang Qingfeng again.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Xiaoxing murmured, "Master, I suddenly feel that I have made the best decision of my life."

Bai Xiaoxing, with his shallow cultivation, could not estimate Yang Qingfeng's potential.

However, the very fact that it cannot be estimated represents the answer. Faced with an existence that cannot be estimated, resistance will surely lead to certain death, while submission may bring immeasurable benefits.

To retain freedom under such circumstances means being second only to the emperor, with a promising future.

Bai Xiaoxing became more and more excited as she thought about it. A blush gradually rose on her fair and delicate face. When she gazed at Yang Qingfeng, a deep respect naturally appeared in her eyes.

Yang Qingfeng had no idea what Bai Xiaoxing was thinking, nor did he think that far ahead. In short, the Great Dao Oath had been established, and Bai Xiaoxing could not leak his information on the Pingchuan battlefield, which was enough.

How did Liu Changge manage to spread a fake kill list? What was his purpose?

Actually, none of that matters.

Now that he was on the battlefield, Yang Qingfeng felt that his primary task was to protect himself, while his secondary task was to kill the enemy. These were the two things he should do, and this was the essence of the battlefield.

"Tell me about your skills."

As Yang Qingfeng spoke, he ascended into the air on his sword. Bai Xiaoxing had just looked up when the female sword spirit grabbed her waist and carried her into the air.

At the same time, countless pebbles transformed into swords and flew away.

Amidst the deafening roar, the bat demon stronghold, already awash in blood, was instantly obliterated, leaving no trace.

It's called a bat demon stronghold, but it's actually just a small camp.

There were no towering city walls, no impregnable city gates, and no protective formations; only hundreds of bat demons dwelling in dilapidated and filthy earthen houses and caves.

After being swept away and washed by the sword spirits and soul swords, they were almost all killed or injured. In the end, the total experience gained was less than 5%, but they did gain more than 300 days of cultivation, which was better than nothing.

Looking at the valley that had been razed to the ground, Bai Xiaoxing couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions, not pity for the bat demon, but rather even greater anticipation for her own future.

My feelings of devotion to the Lord kept pushing me to the limit, and the idea of ​​serving Him quietly took shape and took deep root in my heart.

Bai Xiaoxing couldn't wait to talk about his Dao body, skills, talents, and even all the information about his identity, status, and relatives in the Ghost Clan, leaving no detail undisclosed.

In short, Bai Xiaoxing became a chatterbox, and after assuming the role of a servant, she gradually forgot all her sense of shame and wanted to get close to Yang Qingfeng and serve him without any scruples.

She even communicated with the female sword spirit who was holding her. No one knows how they communicated, but the female sword spirit actually lifted her onto Yu Jun Sword.

The short skirt, which only reached a third of her thigh, fluttered in the wind.

The sexy, white, smooth thighs, clearly marked with fleshy lines, swayed down, their indescribable fleshy feel and elasticity imposed upon the body.

Bai Xiaoxing sat seductively in Yang Qingfeng's lap, truly like a bewitching ghost, clinging to his ear and whispering, "Master, you look so beautiful, you smell so good..."

A variety of full and crowded sensations came over, and the warm breath followed the soft lips to my face, with a slippery feeling flashing unexpectedly.

I was licked…

Yang Qingfeng let out a soft breath, then looked into Bai Xiaoxing's eyes. After a long while, he put his arm around her smooth, satin-like waist, rode his sword against the wind, and became a mature and elegant woman.

"Humans and ghosts cannot coexist. I have someone I love, so don't regret it."

"No regrets, Xiaoxing believes in her master."

"Okay, whatever you want."

"Master, look at Xiaoxing here, it's so heavy! Master, could you help me support it?"

"Don't be like that, you bit me before."

"I won't bite anymore, I absolutely won't bite anymore, Master~~~"