I saved the entire sect by playing idly by letting things fall apart.

People's joys and sorrows are not shared, and Ye Qiao only felt that they were all very noisy.

Why does Lueying have this kind of personality?

Ye Qiao fell silent the moment she heard it speak, and finally said, "Your words are too lewd." None of her sword spirits had ever had such a dramatic personality.

Lue Ying: "Waaah, how could you say that to me? I'll be so sad."

This is disgusting! This is absolutely disgusting! The Frost Transformation, unable to bear it any longer, wanted to stomp over the spirit sword, and uttered a single, concise word: "Get lost."

"You can't hit me." Shadow dodges in a second.

How cheap.

No matter which sword spirit it is, even the most troublesome one like Bujianjun wouldn't stoop to this level.

The two swords, Shadow and Soaring Swan, had been silent for a while. I thought Shadow would be aloof, but when it suddenly spoke, it scared me to death.

"It seems it has gained sentience?" Flying Immortal Sword said softly, gazing at the sword spirit known for its speed.

—Then it's better not to open it at all.

This reflects everyone's psychological state.

Ye Qiao's head was buzzing from the noise. She suddenly remembered that there was a Demon Lord inside her who refused to come out. She immediately cleared her mind and tried to get the first Demon Lord to communicate with them.

Before he could even be surprised that Ye Qiao had compromised so easily, his head suddenly exploded with a cacophony of unknown things.

A conversation involving men, women, and a little girl.

The Demon Lord was somewhat bewildered.

He was precisely controlled by Ye Qiao within his sea of ​​consciousness, and the sounds around him were continuous. At first, it was a normal discussion, but later, for some reason, it seemed to have turned into an argument.

There are all kinds of sounds.

You have to understand, the first Demon Lord was quite Zen. His remnant soul had been wandering for nearly a thousand years. He had plenty of patience for that long. Besides, it was just a group of sword spirits. How long could they keep arguing?

The Demon Lord was quick to make his plans. Ye Qiao directly let him hear the voice in his sea of ​​consciousness. Although he didn't know what Ye Qiao was planning, this undoubtedly made him realize that it was a great opportunity. Whether it was turning Ye Qiao against his own side or getting those sword spirits to sever their contracts, as long as Ye Qiao's consciousness was exploited, he could take her place.

Next, it's time to brainwash these Blade Spirits.

He cleared his throat, preparing to say a few words, but before he could open his mouth, the voice rang out again, even louder than before.

"Do you want to die?" This was Xiaoxi's flat tone.

"Hehehe." Lue Ying said smugly, "You can't hit me."

Alright, here it is, the Shadow Blade of the Group of Disgusts.

Unable to bear it any longer, Frost Sword threw a punch. With a loud bang, the ground shattered and the figure vanished without a trace. The enormous tremor reverberated throughout his entire divine consciousness.

"..."

In that instant.

The Demon Lord, who was about to speak, was deafened by the commotion.

Even without going to see it, Ye Qiao knew it must be very lively.

She thought the Demon Lord might remain silent for a while, but unexpectedly, the Demon Lord spoke.

Surprisingly, it was a very young voice.

The moment he spoke, Ye Qiao immediately probed his body with all her divine sense, but saw nothing.

After a brief moment of deafness, the Demon Lord quickly rallied and attempted to mediate the fight, asking the sword spirits to listen to him first: "Stop fighting and listen to me."

He hasn't said anything yet.

"Can't you guys listen to me?" His smile faltered; he had never encountered this situation before.

The Demon Lord had the strange feeling of trying to mediate a fight between elementary school students.

The key is that those elementary school students ignored him. Blade Spirit is basically used to doing things his own way and being willful, so no one would pay attention to him no matter how loudly he shouted.

"Stop arguing!" He roared, unable to contain himself any longer, using some of his remaining willpower. Ye Qiao outside was startled by this demon lord.

The sword spirits within the domain were also frightened.

Upon hearing of this turmoil, Bujianjun quickly slipped into the domain to observe the battle, eager to hear what kind of nonsense the first generation sword master could spout.

Seeing the sword spirit, divine beast, and ghost all turn to look at him, the Demon Lord felt a sense of being valued. He slightly adjusted his speaking speed, his voice gentle, and prepared to introduce himself, "My name is Mu Li."

He'd barely finished speaking when Lueying raised his voice and, in a rather rude manner, retorted, "Oysters? What are those?"

Ye Qiao almost burst out laughing. Although the Shadow Sword was a bit flamboyant, it was more shameless than other sword spirits. It suddenly shouted a question, which caught the Demon Lord off guard.

I didn't see you squat down. The boy had an exceptionally handsome face, and he rested his chin on his hand, looking as docile as a well-behaved black cat.

"He was the first Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, and my first Sword Master."

He recalled for a moment, "It seems to be the first one in the cultivation world to ascend? But he failed." Otherwise, it wouldn't have attached itself to the sword spirit.

Although they were unclear about Ye Qiao's plans, if used properly, even the First Demon Lord could be exploited.

No one knows the demon race better than the Demon Lord.

"His voice sounds old and ugly," Han Shuang bluntly stated.

"I'm not old," the Demon Lord immediately gritted his teeth, and he's not ugly either!

The little girl glanced at him and said, "I don't believe you." Then she lowered her head and remained silent.

This nonchalant attitude is absolutely infuriating.

Fei Xianjian was intrigued, and she remained very polite, asking, "So, what would you like to say?"

Finally, among all these spirit swords, there's one that can communicate normally. The Demon Lord suppressed his excitement and said in a gentle voice, "This feeling of being unable to see the light of day must be unpleasant."

"Don't you yearn for greater power?"

Sword spirits grow alongside their sword masters. No matter how powerful they are, it depends on the sword master's comprehension and ability to bring them to their full potential. It's better to find a master than a teenage girl.

"The Flying Immortal Sword." He recognized the white sword spirit and coaxed, "You must want to find a powerful sword master more than other sword spirits, right? I've been lying low for nearly a thousand years, all for the sake of ascending to immortality in one fell swoop. Now I know how to do it. Once I succeed, I'll definitely take you with me, okay?"

Most of the other sword spirits would ignore him, but the Flying Immortal Sword was undoubtedly the one most eager for power among them.

As for not seeing you? Let's not even mention it.

He was the only one who failed to ascend but still retained a remnant soul. At that time, the heavenly tribulation failed to kill him all at once, and he escaped. If he could successfully appear in the world, he was confident that he could succeed.

Such childish talk might have actually attracted some followers a thousand years ago.

But, sir, times have changed.

Even Blade & Soul keeps up with the times.

"Why does he... seem a bit slow?" Fei Xianjian asked hesitantly.

"He might have gone mad from being locked up," Jun whispered. After all, when he was sealed away, he was taken along with the remnant soul of the Demon Lord.

"Is that so?" Flying Immortal Sword seemed to be deep in thought.

"Then let's give way to him." Han Shuang seemed to hesitate for a few seconds, her tone flat: "After all, he's old and ugly."

Ye Qiao watched them chatter away, belittling the First Demon Lord to nothing, and chuckled.

Hearing Ye Qiao laugh out loud without warning, Meng Liu almost thought she had really been possessed. After confirming that she was alright several times, he looked at her with a complicated expression, thinking that she must have some kind of problem. What good person could laugh when they were almost possessed?

"Are you there, Lord Demon Lord?" After Ye Qiao had finished torturing him, she cleared her throat and tried not to let her gloating mood be so obvious. Looking at the silent Demon Lord who had been hit hard, she greeted him.

The other person perked up and immediately replied, "I'm here."

Having been ignored by a group of sword spirits and magical artifacts for so long, when Ye Qiao suddenly spoke to him, he had the illusion of being manipulated, and even felt a little touched.

Ye Qiao felt his reaction was somewhat like artificial intelligence, and her words became more sincere, "Can I call you Xiao Ai?"

The first Demon Lord, whose name was suddenly changed: "..."

"Why this name?" This name sounds abnormal.

She remained expressionless. "It's a nickname I gave you."

Ok.

Having just been beaten up by a group of sword spirits, the Demon Lord still chose to submit to Ye Qiao for the time being.

After naming the Demon Lord, Ye Qiao started trying to initiate conversations with him. "Hi, are you still there? Xiao Ai?"

When Meng Liu heard her speak, his whole body tensed up slightly, and he silently mouthed: Are you crazy?

He was drenched in cold sweat, and his eyes were sore from being open for so long. He dared not make a move, fearing that he would become the target of the first Demon Lord's possession at any moment.

Demons instinctively feel awe and uncontrollable fear towards those of higher status than themselves, and he simply cannot understand Ye Qiao's mindset in communicating with the Demon Lord.

Ignoring his mad-like gaze, Ye Qiao picked up the bamboo shoot-snake in her hand. The moment the seal was broken, the black staff's dark petals fully opened, like a delicate budding magic staff. With a slight turn, it transformed into a sharp sword.

She can use all sorts of weapons, from sticks to swords.

But how do you use the staff?

This is where the Demon Lord comes in. He was the first Sword Master of the Unseen Sovereign, and no one knew better than him how to use him.

"How do I use this, Xiao Ai?"

Demon Lord: "..."

He remained silent.

Ye Qiao continued to call him, and she not only called him herself, but also made the other sword spirits in the domain call him, which the Demon Lord couldn't stand.

Not again?!

The Demon Lord, who was delighted to have his new name Xiao Ai, was extremely annoyed by the harassment. He barely mustered his energy to deal with Ye Qiao, saying, "I can teach you."

"But you have to do me a favor."