Chapter 13747 Look, it’s coming again

Chapter 13747 Look, it's back

"In the past, my royal family fought desperately against the demon army in the Demon Sea with our own strength."

Liu Wu's voice was hoarse and cold, and every word seemed to carry endless hatred. "But King Yu and King Qin betrayed their loyalty and stood by and watched with the Holy Church, watching my royal family members bleed on the battlefield. What's worse, they stabbed me in the back, causing my royal family to suffer heavy losses and fall into an irreparable situation."

His clenched fists trembled slightly, and the knuckles turned white. "Now, the chance for revenge has finally come." He glanced around the battlefield and frowned slightly. "The only pity is, why did the sword disappear out of thin air?"

The imperial teacher Yang Boqing was standing by, wearing a moon-white robe with fluttering sleeves. He had a faint smile on his face, just like the bright moon in the night sky.

"Your Majesty, perhaps the departure of that sword is a good thing for us." Yang Boqing's voice was gentle and steady, like a gurgling stream.

"That treasure is indeed extremely powerful, but with our current strength, we are simply unable to control it. If it remained in our hands, once it was discovered by other forces, it would inevitably bring endless disasters. Now that it has disappeared, we are actually much safer."

Liu Wu nodded slightly, a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

Seeing this, Yang Boqing continued, "Your Majesty, why don't we stay in this imperial city for a while, sit on the mountain and watch these former traitors kill each other. When they are both defeated, we will step forward to clean up the mess. Wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?" His smile became deeper, as if everything was under his control.

"Yes!" Liu Wu nodded heavily, his eyes revealing a firm determination. The two figures flashed and slowly disappeared into the darkness like ghosts, as if they had never appeared here.

After returning to the palace, Liu Wu and Yang Boqing began careful deployment in a secret room.

Every day they would closely monitor the situation on the battlefield through intelligence sent by spies. As time went on, the fighting on the battlefield became more intense, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. Liu Wu and Yang Boqing knew that the opportunity they were waiting for was about to come.

In their view, if the forces that betrayed them had not declined to a certain extent, a rash move would undoubtedly lead to their own death. Only when these forces were severely damaged and unable to resist, could they achieve their goal of revenge at the lowest cost and regain the dignity and power of the royal family.

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Deep in the heart of Wangzhou, in a secluded mountain range that was seldom visited by humans, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, with only the mountain wind blowing through the forest, making rustling sounds. Ling Xiao and Qin Xianglan sat on either side of a huge rock that looked like a lying cow.

Ling Xiao was wearing a black robe that fluttered in the wind, the corners of his clothes rustling, and his stern face was looming under the mottled shadows of the trees; Qin Xianglan was wearing a moon-white dress, her black hair was like a waterfall, and there was a sense of agility and curiosity between her eyebrows.

Just as the two were chatting, suddenly, a cold light tore through the sky, rushing from the distant horizon like lightning. The cold light was extremely fast, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like a sharp sword energy, instantly piercing Ling Xiao's body.

Qin Xianglan's eyes widened instantly, and her pupils shrank rapidly. Her originally bright eyes were now filled with shock and disbelief.

Her lips slightly opened, wanting to say something, but she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Although she had heard Ling Xiao mention that the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword would return sooner or later, hearing it and seeing it with her own eyes were two completely different things.

Before this, she had more or less had some doubts in her heart, thinking that Ling Xiao was just being mysterious, but now, the facts were before her eyes, and she had no choice but to believe it. She sat there in a daze, as if she was fixed by a spell, her mind was blank, and only the image of the cold light entering Ling Xiao's body was played over and over again.

"See? I told you before that I can't get rid of this thing." Ling Xiao sighed helplessly, his voice full of fatigue and annoyance, "I would rather it stay away from me, so that I won't be involved in these troubles."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes and frowned, as if recalling the various crises brought about by this sword.

Although the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword is extremely powerful and can turn the tide at a critical moment, its consumption is also astonishing.

Every time he used the sword, Ling Xiao seemed to burn his own vitality. After a battle, it would often take only one or two times for all his internal strength to be exhausted, leaving him as weak as a candle in the wind.

In Ling Xiao's opinion, this sword is like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away. On weekdays, it is useless, but once faced with a life-and-death crisis, when it is really needed, it is very likely to put oneself in an irreversible danger.

In the final analysis, it was because his realm was too low that he could not fully control the power of this sword. If his realm was high enough, he could completely tame this sword and use it for his own benefit, then he might be able to become truly invincible and maneuver freely in this ever-changing world.

Just as Ling Xiao was lost in thought, Qin Xianglan finally came back to her senses.

Unable to suppress her curiosity, she asked, "Brother Ling, why did this sword choose you? Is it just because you are a demon cultivator? But this doesn't make sense. There are countless demon cultivators in this world. Although you are extremely outstanding, there are many demon cultivators who are more outstanding than you. I really can't figure it out."

After hearing this, Ling Xiao raised the corners of his mouth slightly and revealed a confident smile: "I don't agree with you. Is there anyone in this world who is better than me? Why haven't I met them?" His laughter echoed in the valley, with a bit of arrogance and unruliness.

Qin Xianglan stood quietly beside Ling Xiao, her hair beside her ears being blown by the mountain breeze. She subconsciously raised her hand and gently brushed a strand of hair that had fallen to her cheek behind her ear.

Just now, Ling Xiao's words that were so confident that they were almost conceited echoed in the air. She was slightly startled at first, and a glimmer of thought flashed across her star-like eyes. The light was fleeting, but it was like a meteor that streaked across the night sky, lighting up some doubts deep in her heart.

After a moment of silence, Qin Xianglan showed a perfect smile. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, with a hint of gentleness and a bit of playfulness.

She slowly opened her lips, and her voice was soft but clear throughout the valley:

"Perhaps I didn't express myself accurately enough just now. Brother Ling, you have always been extremely intelligent. In your eyes, those difficult problems in the past seemed to be easily resolved, and you always came up with amazing solutions.

You are free and easy in your daily life, not fussy about details. Such a broad mind and bearing are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Coupled with your unique and terrifying talent, given time, you will surely make astonishing achievements in this world and become a legendary figure. "