Chapter 14: Elder Martial Sister, I Want to Be Your Sword! (1)
The world is big. I want to see it.
Zhao Shuo thought so a quarter of an hour ago.
Stand high and see far.
At that time, he was the Sword Bearer of the Sword Washing Pavilion.
There are millions of people in the world, and those who have a brighter future than him are not many.
He suddenly appeared in Hening City, subtly indicating his intentions. From the leader of Chuncao Pavilion to the patriarchs, Elders and deacons, he was worshiped as a god.
But the times have changed in just one breath.
When the white light broke through the thick rain clouds, he instantly degenerated from the genius of the Sword Washing Pavilion to a "Bad ruler forsaken by all".
Zhao Shuo looked around.
He saw their lips moving, but he didn't know what they were saying.
When he looked over, everyone, including the people of Chuncao Pavilion, unconsciously stepped back.
Disregard, and even a bit of fear.
Don't get entangled!
Zhao Shuo lowered his perplexed eyes.
His world suddenly became only two feet wide.
Two feet away, there was another world separated by the sword spirit Qi of the Tianshu Sword Array, and people in that world were full of indifference toward him.
"I…"
Zhao Shuo tried to look Bai Lian in the eye.
However, the "light" on Bai Lian was so dazzling that he lowered his head again and saw only the cold tip of the Dirt Free Sword.
As if he was wearing a heavy yoke around his neck, his breathing became difficult.
Why did it become like this?
Zhao Shuo still couldn't understand.
Why is Bai Lian standing opposite of him? Why is Bai Lian the Martial Sister of the inconspicuous daughter of the Xiao family?
Why is his bodyguard as weak as a rag? Why is his Scabbard unable to lift his sword?
"This is illogical!"
Zhao Shuo suddenly shouted angrily.
The shouting made everyone present raise their heads.
Zhao Shuo's excitement was almost tangible for Bai Lian.
He was angry, and he was afraid.
Especially when Bai Lian slowly placed the Dirt Free Sword on his neck.
It's so cold.
Is that the smell of death?
His talent, his life, his glory, his pride… will all be destroyed like this?
No way.
How could he die so easily?
Zhao Shuo's face became gloomy, "I am the Sword Bearer of the Sword Washing Pavilion, and my future is bright!"
Why is Bai Lian so strong at such a young age?
Why is Bai Lian a Natural Saint?
For what?
Bai Lian held the sword firmly. She smiled and said, "Do you think I will kill you?"
Facing the question, Zhao Shuo didn't speak. He just stared at the ground.
The raindrops were still stuck in the air, and after so long, the ground began to dry.
Suddenly.
Zhao Shuo felt the cold on his neck recede. He suddenly raised his head, and the big raindrops landed heavily on his face. He subconsciously closed his eyes.
The rain was falling again.
Along with it came the voice of Bai Lian.
"Actually, I'm not interested in fighting."
"……”
Bai Lian stretches out her right hand. In the flashing blue and white light, her fingers slowly opened.
All of a sudden, the Tianshu Sword Array quickly expanded around and circled a circular area dozens of meters wide.
This is the challenge arena!
Bai Lian took out two Flying Swords of similar grade from the storage pendant.
A sword hung in front of Zhao Shuo.
A sword hung in front of her.
But she said, "I'm here today for my Martial Sister."
The voice was clear, shaking everyone present.
Xiao Jinse, who has been showing a tangled face, raised her head and blinked.
Martial Sister!
Countless eyes turned at the same time, locking on Xiao Jinse and Su Youwei.
What happened?
Immediately an insider told the story.
After all, Hening City is not very far from Castle Peak City. "The Xiao Family's Waste" was brought back to the Duxian sect by Bai Lian and became the second disciple of the Qiongming Peak, which was a piece of sensational news.
The man said, "The second younger Martial Sister of Bai Lian was scheduled to be the Sword Bearer of the Sword Washing Pavilion…"
But soon everything changed.
After it was found out that she had an Obsolete Spiritual Root, Xiao Jinse soon fell into the dust.
Xiao Jinse was only a ten-year-old child at that time. She stood in the hall, and listened as a person no older than her sentenced her "Death".
"How can a person who has an Obsolete Spiritual Root become the Sword Bearer of the Sword Washing Pavilion?"
"You almost made the Sword Washing Pavilion a joke!"
"This is a capital crime!"
In the angry scolding of the disciples of the Sword Washing Pavilion, no one except her father came out to speak for Xiao Jinse.
Other people in the Xiao family tried hard to avoid any relationship with her, and finally, they also scolded her.
It was her father who sent a generous gift that calmed the anger of the disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion.
"For the sake of your ancestors' friendship with our Elder, I will forgive your sins this time."
For the disciple of the Sword Washing Pavilion, this may be regarded as "Forgiveness". For Xiao Jinse, this is just a change from the death penalty to a death sentence with a reprieve.
The crowd gathered to whisper.
"This is really too much."
"After all, for the sake of the big sect's 'dignity'."
"But Xiao Jinse has an Obsolete Spiritual Root, right? How did she cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Stage?"
"Apparently, the Sword Washing Pavilion was wrong."
The smile on Bai Lian's face had already disappeared.
She looked back at Xiao Jinse anxiously.
To her surprise, the Second Younger Martial Sister didn't look sad.
She was very calm.
Yes.
Bai Lian realized.
Second Junior Sister is the future Holy Spirit Goddess!
When she just brought Xiao Jinse back to the Duxin sect, Xiao Jinse scratched her face and said that she would leave scars on her body, hoping to inspire herself with these scars.
The Second Younger Martial Sister is not as fragile as she imagined.
Perhaps this is "Caring is not an advantage!".
She changed her mind.
She is not a protagonist, but the Second Younger Martial Sister is!
Bai Lian had a smile on the corner of her mouth.
When she turned her attention back to Zhao Shuo, she became cold again, "That man could easily break the agreement by gentle means, but he had to humiliate my Martial Sister. Is this the way of your Sword Washing Pavilion?"
No… No…
Ju Buyi wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Zhao Shuo, he found that he could not say such words against his will.
It suddenly became very quiet, and no one spoke.
Su Youwei's eyes flickered.
It was the first time that she learned about the Second Elder Martial Sister's past in such detail.
It turns out that everyone is miserable.
But the Second Elder Martial Sister was much more miserable than her. At least she had a chance to make up for it again. What the second Martial Sister had lost would never come back.
Su Youwei unconsciously stepped back and left the stage for the second Elder Martial Sister.
At first, she was jealous that Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was so kind to the Second Elder Martial Sister. Now, she just wanted to hug the Second Elder Martial Sister and say:
"With Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian around, the sky will clear up soon!"
