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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

n“Who is this?”

nThe moment the old man with the straw hat, who was holding a sword and soaring through the sky with a disdainful aura, appeared, the hearts of the people in red-robed tightened.

nThat skinny figure, an aura that looked like he was in his twilight years, the iconic straw hat, and the thick dark circles under his eyes..

nNight Guardian swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

nThe words of the Storyteller echoed in his ears again.

n“Second Brother, take the sword!”

nSo, this person..

nLan Ling also turned her gaze over and nodded with a difficult expression and an extremely tacit understanding.

n“It’s him!”

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nIn the intelligence report from outside.

nThe second-in-command of the Saint Servant who killed the Wuyue Sword Deity in Azure Dragon Prefecture, the elder nicknamed the Sleeveless, wasn’t he dressed exactly the same as the person who appeared at this moment?

n“But didn’t the second-in-command of the Saint Servant retreat with his injuries?”

n“Even Wuyue Sword Deity was injured after that battle.”

n“How could Sleeveless recover to such a state so quickly?”

nRed-robed was completely puzzled.

nLook at this aura!

nThat person just stood there with a sword in his hand, and the entire place was dead silent.

nEven the Storyteller was also frozen, unable to speak for a long time.

nThe shattered space was suppressed by that person’s aura, which seemed as if it was about to swallow mountains and rivers. Even his recovery speed was slowed down.

n“Sleeveless didn’t escape. Instead, after failing to kill the Wuyue Sword Deity, he entered the space of the White Cave First?”

n“Then, he waited for an opportunity to act?”

nAlmost at the same time, this thought flashed through the minds of all the Red-robed.

nIt was as if a haze had descended on their hearts.

nA Storyteller who was the seventh-in-command of the Saint Servant had already tortured everyone here to this state.

nNow, there was a second-in-command of the Saint Servant?

nHow should they fight this battle?

nWas the Saint Servant crazy? !

nThey had all gathered in the White Cave. were they really not afraid of being wiped out by the white-clothed? !

n..

nSilence.

nXu Xiaoshou held the sword in one hand and the straw hat in the other.

nHe didn’t speak, but his aura was accumulating.

nUnder such a stifling atmosphere, no one dared to question him.

nThe Storyteller’s “Second Brother, take the sword” was too confusing.

nNo one would question his identity as an existence that even the Saint Servant, the seven-in-command, had acknowledged.

nNot to mention Xu Xiaoshou, who was standing with a sword in his hand. Under the effect of “Swallow the mountains and rivers”, he had left a deep mark on everyone’s soul when he appeared.

n“Roar! ! !”

nThe Red Twin Dragon Python was moaning in pain in the shattered space.

nThe devil’s higher energy of the Fourth Sword was too terrifying.

nNo matter how tenacious it was, unless it was a swordsman who had never mastered sword cognition, it was impossible for it to resist the power of the Eighth Sword Deity’s saber.

nThe tribulation clouds had dispersed long ago.

nHowever, the remaining power in one’s body was enough to destroy this enormous Red Twin Dragon Pythons.

nNo one paid any more attention to the ghost beast that was about to die.

nNo matter how miserable the moans were, everyone’s gazes were still locked onto the old man in the straw hat.

n..

nIn the distance.

nThe Storyteller’s expression was a little dull.

nIt was different from the others who were surprised by Second Brother’s powerful appearance.

nHis gaze was staring straight at the withered right hand that held the Fourth Sword.

nHow dare he?

nEven if it was Second Brother, he was not a swordsman. How dare he hold the Fourth Sword?

n“Second Brother, you…”

n“Shut up.”

nXu Xiaoshou pulled his stiff neck and glanced over coldly. With one sentence, he cut off the Storyteller’s words.

nEveryone was stunned.

nOnly now did they realize.

nThis so-called second-in-command of the Saint Servant was basically the same as Cheng Xingchu in the beginning.

nHe was one of the few people who had grasped the Fourth Sword but had not been demonized by the devil invasion!

n“This…”

n“Vicious Sword, acknowledged?”

n“Suspected, passive points 13.”

nXu Xiaoshou felt the violent primitive desire in his body that was constantly attacking his soul.

nHe was trying his best to resist it. Otherwise, if he squinted his eyes, he would transform into a berserk giant.

nAt that time, the effect of Xin Gugu’s special training was displayed at this moment.

nRelying on his willpower that was originally stronger than ordinary people, Xu Xiaoshou held on tightly to the last bit of clarity in his spiritual altar.

nBut he knew.

nThe root that prevented him from completely turning into a devil was not the so-called will.

nIt was sword cognition!

nIt came from his energy center. The strand of sword cognition that was given to him by the scruffy-looking man seemed to be resonating with the power of the Fourth Sword.

nVicious Sword in hand.

nXu Xiaoshou could clearly feel that it was trying to get close to the power of the sword cognition in his energy center.

nIt was a little timid and cautious.

nAnd when it really came into contact with the sword cognition..

n“Boom!”

nXu Xiaoshou’s body was suddenly injured by the fierce demonic aura.

nHe resisted the urge to spurt out blood to show it to others. He continued to heal his injuries with eternal vitality, and his expression was calm.

n“Angry?”

nYes.

nWhen the strange emotions of the Fourth Sword came into contact with the sword cognition, they suddenly disappeared and turned into fury.

nThe hope that he had been looking forward to was finally shattered like bubbles.

nXu Xiaoshou could clearly feel the fury caused by this illusory feeling that could be broken at a single touch.

n“Hold on.”

nClenching his teeth, Xu Xiaoshou did not say a word.

nHe did not understand what the Fourth Sword was trying to probe, but if he could not hold on to the fury of this vicious sword, he would not be able to control the situation..

nIf he was exposed, he would definitely die!

n“Weng –“

nThe Fourth Sword trembled, and the devil vein was even deeper, almost covering Xu Xiaoshou’s entire body.

nA feeling of powerlessness, a feeling of lack, a feeling of weakness..

nAll sorts of fatigue came from the soul, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

nXu Xiaoshou tried his best to resist. He knew that once he closed his eyes, he might lose himself.

nBut..

nIt was too difficult!

nWith the power of the Fourth Sword, how could a mere innate expert be able to resist it?

nHis heart was as big as the sky.

nHowever, in reality, he would always be able to defeat any perfect fantasy without even realizing it.

n“It’s over, I’ve been too arrogant…”

nJust as Xu Xiaoshou felt that he should compromise and hand over his body to the Fourth Sword, allowing it to destroy this world wantonly.

n“Buzz.”

nAbove his energy center, an extremely tiny sword cognition that was completely unremarkable and was covered by various energy rays suddenly let out a soft sound.

nUnder the suppression of the infernal original seed, the three days frozen calamity, and the great sword cognition, this insignificant strand of sword cognition, which was like a silver thread, stepped forward at this moment.

n“My… sword cognition?”

nXu Xiaoshou was stunned.

nIf nothing went wrong, this strand of sword cognition should be the sword cognition that he had observed from hidden bitter’s body through the continuous use of the sword observation technique.

n“So… Sword Observation Manual?” He was a little confused.

nAt this moment, the small sword cognition moved, and the vicious sword cognition of the Fourth Sword froze.

nIn the next second, it rushed toward the sword cognition that he had ignored earlier like a mad man.

n“Buzz, Buzz, Buzz!”

nAt the moment of contact, the Fourth Sword trembled violently.

nThe fury turned into ecstasy, and the power of the devil started to pour into the sword cognition.

nIt seemed to be protecting, but also nurturing..

nBoom

nThe sky full of sword will suddenly exploded above the Lijian Grassland, forcing everyone to retreat in horror.

nXu Xiaoshou regained his consciousness and immediately wanted to restrain the sword will into his body.

nAfter all, Elder Sang was not a swordsman. If he revealed his sword will at this moment, it would inevitably arouse some suspicion.

nHowever..

n“Feared, passive points 8.”

n“Surprised, passive points, 19.”

n“…”

nThe situation that ‘Perception’ was observing did not develop in the direction he had expected. Instead, everyone present was shocked!

n“Fourth Sword, acknowledged?”

n“How is that possible? The second-in-command of the Saint Servant is clearly not a swordsman, but this sword will…”

nSome of the red-robed hesitated.

nAfter a long while, someone finally realized something and exclaimed, “This is the sword will of the Fourth Sword!”

n“How terrifying! How can this be?”

n“As expected of a Saint Servant. Not only did he snatch the famed sword, but he also has a unique method of grasping the Fourth Sword. Can he directly grasp it?”

n“How… can he fight?”

n“The second-in-command, the seventh-in-command, and the Fourth Sword. He doesn’t even need to move. Just a casual slash and no one in the entire arena can take it, right?” Someone said as he looked at the Night Guardian.

nLan Ling looked at the panic on the faces of the Red-robed.

nFor a moment, she didn’t know what method to use to comfort them.

nStoryteller could barely comfort them.

nNow, even she couldn’t suppress her panic, so how could she comfort them and regain their fighting spirit?

nNight Guardian frowned and didn’t reply.

nHe stared at the elders who appeared in the Void and were in a very bad state.

nAfter struggling?

nFinally suppressing them?

nFrom the series of actions of the second-in-command of the Saint Servant, it was not easy for him to control the Fourth Sword.

nBut now, it seemed to have succeeded?

nHowever, where did this inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?

nXu Xiaoshou’s figure suddenly appeared in the mind of the Night Guardian.

nThat kid had a black sword, which was very similar to the Fourth Sword.

nAt that time, the way he looked at the Ciity Lord Mansion when he drew his sword was very similar to the way the old man in the straw hat held his sword.

nBut..

nHow could an eighth or ninth grade spiritual sword compare to the Fourth Sword?

nHow could an innate ant transform into the second-in-command of the Saint Servant?

n“Impossible!”

nWith a sudden shake of his head, the Night Guardian immediately denied his absurd idea.

nXu Xiaoshou was indeed a bit mysterious.

nBut no matter how mysterious his real identity was, could he be the second-in-command of the Saint Servant?

nCould he be so powerful that the Storyteller would really shut up after saying “Shut up”?

n“Surprised, passive points, 13.”

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n“Second Srother…”

nThe Storyteller was obviously also frightened by Xu Xiaoshou’s posture of controlling the Fourth Sword.

nSince when did he have this ability?

nCould it be that his brother had given him this link in the mission, so he had informed him in advance of the method to control the Fourth Sword?

n“Second Brother, take the sword?”

nBefore he could continue to think, Xu Xiaoshou, who had temporarily suppressed the ominous demonic qi and regained a little clarity in his eyes, once again swept his cold gaze over.

n“Boom!”

nEven though Xu Xiaoshou tried his best to suppress it.

nHowever, wherever his gaze focused, the energy of swallow the mountains and rivers suddenly gathered, directly destroying the already shattered space once again.

nThe Storyteller’s delicate body suddenly trembled.

nUnder this glance, he, who did not have the slightest bit of resistance, actually felt that he had transformed into the most lowly ant in the world.

nAnd Second Brother was an existence that was as dazzling as the gods of the nine heavens.

n“His strength…”

nWith just a glance, the Storyteller knew that Second Brother’s injuries had definitely completely recovered.

nFurthermore, after more than ten years of tempering and the final battle with Gou Wuyue, his cultivation level had definitely undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

nJust a glance was already so powerful?

nIf he really made a move, wouldn’t that be the destruction of the world?

n“Well, I was a little too excited just now and forgot about your mission…” the Storyteller hesitated and couldn’t say anything.

nSecond Brother had indeed said that he had his own mission.

nBut at that time, he had already suppressed the entire place, and all the red-robed people were afraid of him like tigers.

nHe thought that there was no existence in the place that could stop him.

nTherefore, under the influence of his high-pitched emotions, he even directly revealed Second Brother’s existence.

nAnd now..

nThe other party was obviously angry!

n“It’s my fault!”

nThe Storyteller smiled obediently and explained, “But this is also a tactic…”

n“Tactic?”

nXu Xiaoshou’s eyebrows, which were pressed under the straw hat, twitched, and he didn’t say anything more.

nThe Storyteller’s body immediately stiffened.

n“Inner, inner…”

nHis thoughts ran wildly, but even if he racked his brain, the Storyteller didn’t have any more excuses.

nEven though both sides didn’t explicitly say it before.

nBut the tacit understanding was that if the Storyteller obtained Fourth Sword he would try his best to exchange them with the fake sword in Second Brother’s hand without anyone noticing.

nAt that time, if something really happened.

nEven if Fourth Sword were seized, what was lost would only be the fake.

nThe real vicious sword had already fallen into the Saint Servant’s trap.

nBut!

nAt that time, the Storyteller was really provoked by the ghost beast, so how could he care so much?

nHe thought that he had suppressed the entire scene, so he didn’t even bother to change his sword.

nHe even used the Fourth Sword and directly turned the Red Twin Dragon Python into a Mad Python.

nAt this moment..

nWho could withstand the wrath of the Second Brother in his prime?

nThis was an irritable old ghost who dared to fight with his brother at the slightest disagreement, and even directly said, “The way is different, we don’t conspire together” to draw a clear line that he hadn’t been a Saint Servant for more than ten years!

nNot to mention now.

nEven if it was the Second Brother who was in a weak state, the Storyteller would at most play around with him and make fun of him.

nIf he really wanted to make a move..

nEven if he had guts, he would not dare to say anything!

n“I’m sorry.”

nThe Storyteller’s eyeballs rolled and he was completely at a loss. He simply covered his chest and gave a 90-degree bow.

nIf he could not beat him, he would apologize.

nIf he made a mistake, he would admit it.

nYou, don’t be so fierce!

n“Apology received. Passive points, 1.”

n“Hated. Passive points, 1.”

nThe eyeballs of the onlookers in red-robed immediately popped out.

nDid the Storyteller, who was so arrogant just now, bow?

nWas this the Saint Servant?

nWas this the difference between the second-in-command of the Saint Servant and the seventh-in-command of the Saint Servant?

nAlthough he did not know what kind of small conflict had occurred between the two, he did not say a word and just bowed?

n“Is the difference that big?”

nXin muttered in a low voice. As he looked at the straw hat figure holding the sword, a hint of unbearable fear appeared in his eyes.

nWas this an existence that could rival the moonless sword deity?

nIn front of him, the Storyteller was simply a child!

n“Feared, passive points 18.”

nXu Xiaoshou remained silent.

nHis face was as dark as ink, making it impossible for anyone to see the slightest bit of emotion in his heart.

nUnder the awe-inspiring aura of the heavens, he did not move or speak, but in the hearts of everyone, he added a sense of mystery.

nHowever, everyone knew their own family matters.

nOnly the heavens knew how much pressure Xu Xiaoshou had to bear to stand out.

nHe wanted to speak.

nHe wanted to use his long speech in the past, as well as his well-reasoned truth, to refute all his doubts.

nBut the fiendish demon sword will in his body was too ruthless!

nIt was as if he had met his own kin’s child. The method used by the Fourth Sword on the strand of sword will he comprehended from sword observation was to continuously infuse it and continuously generate it..

nIt was as if he was afraid that the sword cognition would grow malnourished.

nXu Xiaoshou did not know whether this transformation was good or bad.

nBut now, he could not care about it anymore.

nThe energy center had originally formed a delicate balance under the situation where several great powers were tied together.

nBut when the devil sword entered his body, it directly and mercilessly broke this balance.

nThe power of the sword cognition’s continuous growth brought about a pain that was hundreds of times greater than the pain he had endured during sword observation.

nIn addition, there was the three days frozen calamity, the infernal original seed’s balance was broken, and the gray destructive power mixed together..

nThere was also the trembling sword cognition that would occasionally shake and cut..

nIt was unbearable!

nXu Xiaoshou was really unbearable!

nEvery time he tried his best to squeeze out a few words, it was already his limit. He could not form a complete sentence at all.

nHowever, the unexpected happened so miraculously.

nUnder the shock brought by Elder Sang’s face.

nNot only did everyone present, including the Storyteller, not doubt him, but they would try their best to guess his meaning through a few words.

nPerhaps, being a man of few words was what a truly strong person should do?

nWas it also the best way for him to speak at this moment as Elder Sang?

nFor some reason, he actually knew this way?

n“Then…”

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nXu Xiaoshou maintained his “Transformation” at all times so that the corners of his mouth and eyes would not be noticed.

nHe gripped the Fourth Sword tightly. He could not even make a single movement. He only shifted his gaze slightly and looked at the Red Twin Dragon Pythons that were completely dyed black by the devil sword and had lost their self-awareness.

nNo.

nCaramel!

nI, Xu Xiaoshou, stand out this time. Even if I can’t move..

nMy goal is also for you guys.

nGhost Beast?

nA Ghost Beast with feelings?

nNo matter how the outside world would question it in the end, Xu Xiaoshou only wanted to uphold his own heart at this moment.

n“She’s just my friend… A friend. That’s all..”

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