Chapter 14494 Come here, let me beat you to death.

Just then, Lan Jingjing suddenly turned her head, her gaze falling on the golden longsword in the white-haired old man's hand. Her previously casual gaze suddenly froze, her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone became more serious: "Shetian?"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, shouting sharply, "You recognize the divine sword that guards the clan of my Divine Light Clan?!" He subconsciously gripped the hilt of the sword, his fingertips tracing the runes on the scabbard, his eyes filled with vigilance. This girl could even kill the sect leader of the Demon Heaven Sect; if she recognized the Heaven-Slaying Sword, she might not be so easy to deal with.

Lan Jingjing rolled her eyes, her tone full of disdain: "The Divine Light Clan? Are you senile? This sword clearly belongs to that brat Ling Xiao!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her right hand. A boundless power instantly enveloped the Heaven-Slaying Sword, like an invisible hand gripping its blade! The golden ancient sword suddenly erupted with dazzling golden light, its piercing sword cry carrying a hint of unwilling anger as it fiercely slashed at this power—it was resisting!

Lan Jingjing frowned even more deeply, her figure blurring, leaving only an afterimage. When she reappeared, she was floating in mid-air, her fair hand reaching directly towards the violently trembling Heaven-Slaying Sword. The moment her fingertips touched the blade, the Heaven-Slaying Sword emitted an even more violent sword cry, its golden light surging, attempting to break free from her control.

"Still dare to cause trouble?" Lan Jingjing snorted and slapped the sword.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound echoed through Meteor Dragon Valley, causing the air to tremble slightly. The golden light surrounding the Sky-Slaying Sword dissipated in response, and its sword cry weakened instantly, like a child who had been hurt.

She raised her hand again and slapped him across the face with a "smack".

After repeating this process for about fifteen minutes, the once unruly Heaven-Slaying Sword began to tremble slightly. The golden light on its blade dimmed completely, and even its sword cry turned into a faint hum. It fell silent and dared not resist any longer.

Lan Jingjing gripped the sword hilt and shook it expressionlessly: "Don't you recognize me?"

The Heaven-Slaying Sword trembled slightly, emitting two short buzzing sounds, as if responding aggrievedly.

The little girl's brows relaxed slightly as she traced the patterns on the sword with her fingertips. "So its intelligence was sealed." With that, she casually tossed the Heaven-Slaying Sword toward Ling Xiao. "This is yours, it's just temporarily stored by the Divine Light Clan. Only your blood can fully awaken its intelligence... By the way, it's not called Heaven-Slaying, its original name was the Mysterious Serpent Poison Heaven Sword."

"The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword?!" Ling Xiao's eyes widened suddenly, and his hand, which had just taken the sword, paused for a moment. He suddenly remembered that the sword spirit had mentioned before that this was the sword that Sword Demon carried, and that this sword was a peerless divine weapon on par with the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword!

He quickly pricked his finger, and drops of bright red blood fell onto the golden sword. The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword seemed to receive rain after a long drought, instantly bursting out with a soft golden light, frantically absorbing the blood. The patterns on the sword also lit up, emitting a soft "humming" sound.

"Damn it! Don't drain me dry!" Ling Xiao suddenly felt a numbness in his arm as the sword frantically drained his blood and energy. He quickly channeled his inner energy to resist, swaying and almost falling over. "If I had known you were so good at draining blood, I would have shed less blood!"

Upon seeing this, the white-haired elder not far away was enraged, his eyes wide with fury. He pointed at Lingxiao and roared, "That is the divine sword of my Divine Light Clan! How dare you... how dare you desecrate it like this!"

Lan Jingjing turned to look at him, a sneer on her lips, her tone full of disdain: "How shameless! What do you mean 'your family'? This sword clearly belongs to Ling Xiao! It was Ling Xiao's father, Ji Fuling, who bestowed it upon your Divine Light Clan!" She paused, as if remembering something, and added, "Later, this sword was taken by Jian Sha, and only fell into your hands after the Demon Sect was destroyed. You're using someone else's father's sword against his son? Aren't you stupid?"

The white-haired old man trembled with rage, pointing his finger at Lan Jingjing, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence: "You...you..."

Lan Jingjing was too lazy to waste words with him, so she raised her hand and threw a punch from a distance.

"boom!"

The force of the punch pierced through the air with a destructive momentum, compressing the air along its path into a tangible barrier.

The white-haired old man was struck as if by a mountain, his body flying backward again, covering a distance of a thousand feet, before crashing heavily into the cliff wall with a deafening roar. The seemingly impregnable sword formation and sword energy barrier around him shattered like glass under the aftershock of this punch, golden sword energy fragments flying everywhere before quickly dissipating into the sea of clouds.

Upon seeing this, the others' expressions turned extremely solemn, and they even held their breath. This little girl's strength was simply unfathomable! A peak Star River Realm expert was as vulnerable as a child in front of her.

A thousand feet away, the white-haired old man barely managed to stabilize his soul, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth and dripping onto the rubble of the cliff face. That punch had not only destroyed his physical body but also severely damaged his soul, even causing his divine spirit to tremble slightly. He knew all too well that he was no match for this girl!

Just then, a clear and melodious sword cry resounded through the sky.

Lan Jingjing turned to look at Ling Xiao, only to see the Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword fly up from Ling Xiao's hand, tremble violently in mid-air, and emit a melodious sword sound, as if it were telling Lan Jingjing something.

Lan Jingjing nodded, her tone certain: "There's no mistake, this boy is indeed Lord Jifuling's son, without a doubt."

The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword circled Ling Xiao lightly once, then suddenly stopped, hovering above Ling Xiao's head and emitting a soft "humming" sound, as if it were sighing, with a hint of disdain in its tone.

Clearly, Lingxiao's current strength is too weak for it to connect this kid with the once all-powerful Ji Fuling.

The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword emitted another low hum, and the golden light on its blade dimmed slightly, as if it were somewhat disappointed.

Lan Jingjing was silent for a moment, then pointed at Ling Xiao and said to the sword, "Don't be disappointed. This kid will become stronger sooner or later. His talent is no worse than that of Lord Ji Fuling, and may even be stronger."

The Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword turned towards Ling Xiao, its blade slightly tilted, as if sizing him up. Ling Xiao quickly stepped forward, smiling ingratiatingly, and said, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll definitely cultivate diligently from now on and help you become stronger!"

Lan Jingjing poured cold water on the idea, saying, "It's not about making it stronger, it's about making yourself stronger. Right now, you're just a burden. Whether it's the Demon Lord's Black Heaven Sword or this Xuan Snake Poison Heaven Sword, you can't unleash even a tenth of its power."

At this point, Lan Jingjing clapped her hands, turned to face the white-haired old man and the remaining eleven people, and said in a relaxed tone as if she were discussing "what to eat today": "I've finished the fried dough cakes in my hand. You should all die now."

As soon as the sound faded, her figure vanished from the spot! Her petite body tore through space, creating a piercing sonic boom. The sweet fragrance left behind when she licked the oil cake still lingered in the air, but her aura had turned icy cold.

The white-haired old man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he roared urgently, "Help me! Join forces and kill her!"