NCCnovel Chapter 121: Divine Sword Transformation
Chapter 121: Divine Sword Transformation
With the generous gifts from the representatives of various sects, a mountain of gifts had indeed piled up next to Qin Muyue's wheelchair. Her smile became even brighter, but there was a hint of subtle vigilance in her eyes.
[Well, the scene is so big, I should be able to achieve the fishing effect I want]
[Host, you are in a wheelchair and you are still not honest]
[The two big fish, the demon clan and the ghost dragon master, are really important to me]
Jun Yuzheng: Fortunately, I disguised myself as Yu Fengxue. This way, the two useless people from the Wuji Xianzong should be able to stay together forever.
A hint of worry flashed across Lu Yaoguang's eyes. He thought to himself that Qin Muyue's injury had not yet healed, and he actually wanted to provoke the demon world and the Ghost Dragon Lord again.
He placed his slender jade fingers on his natal sword, ready to protect Qin Muyue the first time he encountered danger.
Among the many sects, there were also some Nascent Soul disciples attending the banquet, including a middle-aged man in a black robe.
"Fairy Qin, your meridians are all broken now, so you must protect the treasures you have obtained." His eyes were deep, he slapped the table, slowly stood up, and said sarcastically.
A young man dressed in gorgeous clothes but with a look of contempt stood up.
"Hmph, this is all retribution for you, a witch. Now your meridians are all broken. You poisoned me and threatened the Nascent Soul roots of all major sects. It's true that God is watching what you do." The young man's words were full of provocation.
Qin Muyue frowned slightly. She didn't intend to argue with such a rude person.
But Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan would not tolerate anyone insulting Qin Muyue at their banquet.
Yan Shiyin stood up and said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency is wrong. Miss Qin's meridians were shattered not to save you. If you had participated in the fight for the Divine Sword at that time, you would probably have been killed by the Ghost Dragon Lord as soon as you saw him! Today is a celebration banquet, not a place for you to run wild."
Liu Ruyan also stood up. Her voice was cold, and the Mu Xue sword was half out of its sheath: "Please respect yourself. No one is allowed to disrupt today's banquet."
The young man's face changed. He didn't expect to be reprimanded so directly.
He restrained himself a little when he saw the murderous looks in Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan's eyes, but except for the Wanjian Sect and the Wanfo Sect, the representatives of other sects all had expressions as if they were enjoying a good show.
He felt like he was okay again.
The young man smiled disdainfully. His voice was particularly harsh at the banquet. He deliberately raised the volume so that everyone present could hear his words.
"Humph, Qin Muyue, do you think you can win sympathy just because you are sitting in a wheelchair? Your so-called heroic deeds are nothing but a play directed and performed by yourself." The corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and continued, "Your meridians are broken, and now you are just a mortal. You don't have many years to live. You still dare to put on a high and mighty attitude here. It's really ridiculous!"
Qin Muyue's face remained calm, and she was twirling the folding fan with her green fingertips. She looked like she was waiting for something and had no time to pay attention to other people's expressions.
But Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan could no longer remain silent.
A hint of anger flashed in Yan Shiyin's eyes, and he stared at the young man coldly.
"Are you challenging my bottom line? Junior Sister Yue's sacrifice and contribution are not something a villain like you can understand?" Yan Shiyin's voice was filled with anger. "Today is a celebration banquet, and I don't want the smell of blood to ruin the atmosphere, but I warn you, don't push your luck!"
Liu Ruyan followed closely behind, a dangerous gleam in her eyes, and the tip of the Mu Xue sword was already pointing at the young man.
"If you dare to speak rudely again, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword." Liu Ruyan's voice was cold. "Senior sister is the pride of our Wuji Xianzong, and no one is allowed to insult her."
With the firm support of Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan, the disciples of Wuji Xianzong also expressed their support for Qin Muyue.
Especially the female practitioners, their eyes were full of admiration and yearning when they looked at Qin Muyue.
A female cultivator stood up, her voice gentle but firm: "Senior Sister Qin has always been a role model in our hearts. She saved so many people from the Ghost Moon Sect. Her wisdom and loyalty are indispensable. Even though she is seriously injured now, I believe that Senior Sister will definitely return to the top!"
The other female disciples also drew their swords and pointed them at the young man. The leading senior sister also took over the conversation: "Senior Sister Qin has done great deeds for our Wuji Xianzong and the entire cultivation world. She deserves to be enshrined in the Imperial Temple. You are just a person who lives on the poison of Senior Sister. You are not qualified to stand here and criticize her!"
As the female practitioners spoke, other disciples also began to express their rebuttals.
Some of them clasped their fists to Qin Muyue, while others silently gave their blessings and gifts to express their admiration for her.
As the disciples of the Wuji Immortal Sect criticized him one after another, the young man seemed powerless. He looked at the Nascent Soul disciples of other sects and found that they were all drinking spirit wine and watching the show.
The young man suddenly felt that the gun shot the bird that stuck out, and it was him who was hit.
The young man felt the pressure from Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan. A hint of fear flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by arrogance.
He knew that he couldn't show weakness in front of so many people, so he gritted his teeth and continued:
"Why, isn't what I said the truth? Qin Muyue, if you really have the guts, stand up and confront me!" He looked at Qin Muyue provocatively, deliberately mocking the girl for not being able to stand up on her legs.
However, Qin Muyue just glanced at him indifferently. There was no anger in her eyes, but instead they were full of detachment and calmness.
The Handan Sword appeared out of thin air, transforming into a gentle sword spirit in black clothes and white hair. The crystal jade crown carved into a lotus flower held half a bunch of white hair, and the long hair and sleeves fluttered together.
"Half god, half saint, half immortal, a complete Confucian, a complete Taoist, a complete sage," the sword spirit fell gracefully, closing his eyes slightly, and his pale pink lips opened and closed. "There are thousands of volumes of swordsmanship in my mind, and I control half of the sword world."
Everyone at the banquet was silent for a moment, deeply moved by the sword spirit's words.
Led by the Wanjian Sect, other sects looked at the Handan Sword Spirit with increasingly fiery eyes. If one magic sword could have such genius, then although the other magic sword was in the hands of Ghost Dragon Lord, it could be snatched with legitimate reasons. How much benefit this would bring to the sect was unimaginable!
"Yes, Su Handan, that's it." Qin Muyue looked very satisfied. She taught the sword spirit the lines for its appearance, and he really meant it. This sword spirit could handle it.
The sword spirit has no emotions. He came out to carry out Qin Muyue's orders for two reasons: first, to kill people.
"What's the point of relying on the sword spirit?" The young man's face was full of jealousy. If Qin Muyue hadn't secretly poisoned him, if he had stayed in Daqi Sect, he would have had the opportunity to become the master of the divine sword.
Qin Muyue nodded slightly, revealing a gradually rampant smile: "I'm sorry, with the Transformation Sword, I can do whatever I want."
There was no emotion in the eyes of Handan Sword Spirit. He just stood quietly beside Qin Muyue, like a guardian. His presence was not only a proof of Qin Muyue's strength, but also an affirmation of her personality charm.
"If you are not convinced, you can fight me." The sword spirit's voice was calm and indifferent, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the young man's body.
The young man's face flushed red, and as his anger reached its peak, he finally could no longer suppress the jealousy and humiliation in his heart.
The spiritual energy in his body began to surge wildly, forming a huge Dharma image.
This Dharma image is a mighty black tiger, with a fierce red light flashing in its eyes and a cold light flashing in its sharp claws.
The young man roared, and the black tiger pounced towards the Handan Sword Spirit according to his will, with fierce momentum and its sharp claws making the sound of breaking through the air.
A trace of disdain flashed across the sword spirit's eyes, and he said calmly: "With just this little ability, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me?"
Before he finished speaking, a strong sword energy suddenly burst out from the sword spirit, and this sword energy spread in all directions like a real wave. Under the impact of this sword energy, cracks began to appear on the black tiger's Dharma image, and then with a "bang", it completely shattered and turned into dots of spiritual light that dissipated in the air.
The sword spirit raised his hand and pointed at the young man in the air. A sword energy came out at a speed so fast that it could not be seen clearly and hit the target in an instant.
The young man's face turned pale after being attacked by the sword energy, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.
The entire banquet was in silence, and everyone was shocked by the strength of the Handan Sword Spirit. They realized that even though Qin Muyue was seriously injured, she still had such a powerful force as a backing, which made the disciples above and below the Nascent Soul stage even more in awe of Qin Muyue.
"Some people always like to use words to cover up their incompetence and jealousy." Qin Muyue shook her head.
The Handan Sword Spirit turned around and quietly guarded Qin Muyue, as if telling everyone that as long as he was there, no one would be allowed to hurt Qin Muyue.
Yan Shiyin and Liu Ruyan looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes. They knew that with the Handan Sword Spirit, Qin Muyue's safety was assured.