388: Chapter 388 Fourth to Second

Even though she knew the man was just coaxing her, she was addicted to it!

There were many men in this world who knew how to speak sweet words, but one who was so powerful and still willing to coax a woman was far too precious.

The crucial part was that he was willing to say it in front of so many sisters, which made her like it to death!

"Prince of Zhenbei... You are so good to Yaner!"

Ignoring the other women nearby, Leng Bingyan threw herself into Lin Xiao's arms and clung to him tightly.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's about to start! Stop hugging!" Xie Juner said, feeling both sour and envious.

"The Prince of Zhenbei's way with words is really going to be the death of us sisters. After hearing you say that, Bingyan's bones have turned to jelly—how is she supposed to fight now?" Mu Wanying said, shaking her head with a helpless smile.

"Your bones are the ones that are jelly!"

Leng Bingyan lifted her head, blushing, and said with a touch of pride, "Husband, just wait. I will go and win first place in the Tianwu Grand Tournament for the Prince's estate!!"

Lin Xiao smiled and unhurriedly took out a medicinal pill.

It was an Earth Grade Tiangang Pill he had just bought from the mall, which could generate a shield to block a significant amount of physical damage, costing him 600 prestige.

For Lin Xiao now, where prestige often required hundreds of thousands to be of any use, 600 was completely negligible.

"Yaner, if you make it to the finals, take this before you go into battle."

Upon hearing it was a protective pill, Leng Bingyan felt a bit sad. "Does Husband think that I cannot defeat Child Ghost?"

"Of course not, but I cannot accept you getting hurt, not even by a single bit!"

Lin Xiao said seriously, "Be good. Only if you take it can I watch the match with peace of mind."

Child Ghost had not yet unleashed the true power of his Three Lives Death-Severing Blade, so Lin Xiao had to take precautions.

Fortunately, the Tianwu Grand Tournament did not restrict the consumption of pills, because any pill above mystic grade was a rare treasure.

And those below mystic grade were not only expensive but also offered little improvement, so if anyone was foolish and rich, they were free to eat all they wanted.

Like Lin Xiao, giving a woman an Earth Grade pill to eat just for a single match was something that had never happened in history!

Back on the arena, the first match was Child Ghost versus Yin Zhong.

Blade Mountain and Sword Forest were the two most dazzling sects in the Tianwu Continent and had been old rivals for thousands of years.

Before this duel had even begun, the disciples from both sides below were already shouting themselves hoarse.

Even though it couldn't be said that Child Ghost's reputation in Blade Mountain was bad—it was non-existent—the Blade Mountain disciples were still unwilling to let Sword Forest take the crown.

Therefore, even if they had to hold back their disgust, they still had to cheer for Child Ghost.

"Fatty, I have already obtained my own Ghost-Slaying Blade."

Child Ghost stuck out his long, bright red tongue and licked his Ghost-Head Blade; it was the real deal, sharpened and ready.

"If you kneel down and kowtow now, you might suffer a little less."

Yin Zhong pulled a pitch-black longsword from behind his back.

"This is the 'Black Gold Sword' passed down to me by my master. I didn't intend to use it, but... you must apologize to my Junior Sister!"

Child Ghost narrowed his eyes. "A wooden sword? Are you serious?"

Exclamations erupted from the surrounding stands. A wooden sword against Child Ghost's mystic grade Ghost-Slaying Blade? How was that supposed to work?!

"Hiss... To think this sword has fallen into this child's hands. It's a pity; if only he were a disciple of our Daoist sect."

Daoist Cang Zhu said with a sigh of emotion. Some of the martial arts experts with discerning eyes clearly had no intention of underestimating him.

Before long, both sides on the stage began to clash, moving at different paces.

Yin Zhong appeared as clumsy as ever, but his rhythm allowed him to calmly block Child Ghost's blade light without fail.

Child Ghost's blade was heavy and powerful, raging like a rainstorm, striking Yin Zhong's wooden sword with crisp "ding ding" sounds.

"That wooden sword can actually block such fierce blade energy? Is it really made of wood?" Su Wansha watched with curiosity.

Lin Xiao smiled and explained, "That is a mystic grade wooden sword crafted from thousand-year-old lightning-struck wood, soaked in a special liquid, making it indestructible."

"So that's how it is..." The women suddenly understood.

The Daoist experts in front, such as Taoist Master Cangshuzi, Fangfengzi, and Taoist Xinyizi, turned around with expressions of surprise.

This Prince of Zhenbei really was widely learned; he even knew about this?

In fact, this Black Gold Sword was originally a treasure of the Daoist sect, but it had been given away by Old Celestial Master Xiao Dan as a gift when the Sword Saint visited many years ago.

"The Prince of Zhenbei is truly knowledgeable and well-read. I admire you!"

Daoist Cang Zhu admired this Prince of Zhenbei more and more from the bottom of his heart; he was not only powerful in martial arts but also possessed extraordinary wisdom!

Lin Xiao looked indifferent; he was used to it—it was just basic operations, no need to be surprised.

"This child appears clumsy but is actually meticulous. This Black Gold Sword is imbued with heavenly thunder, full of righteous yang energy, and can break evil and destroy wickedness."

The Old Celestial Master stroked his beard and said, "If used well, it can indeed break the yin-evil power brought by the Three Lives Death-Severing Blade..."

While they were speaking, Child Ghost had already struck more than a dozen times, forcing Yin Zhong into the corner of the arena.

"Hahaha! Is that all you can do, just block!? Fight back, why don't you!!"

Yin Zhong remained calm. Just as he was about to fall, he suddenly tapped his foot, and his chubby body sprang into the air like a rubber ball!

Following that, his Black Gold Sword floated into the air, serving as a stepping stone that he used to propel himself!

In the blink of an eye, Yin Zhong vaulted another dozen meters high, reaching a height where Child Ghost could not attack him at all.

"This move... could it be!?"

Daoist Cang Zhu and many other martial arts experts thought of something and were shocked, their eyes widening in surprise.

Before they could speak, Yin Zhong manipulated something in the void, causing the Black Gold Sword to turn around and shoot vertically toward Child Ghost with fierce intensity!

Child Ghost's expression changed; he clearly hadn't expected that Yin Zhong could manipulate a sword through the air!

Moreover, the sword was wrapped in a power that made him uncomfortable, so he dared not be careless.

Child Ghost hurriedly retreated and blocked the Black Gold Sword with his blade, but he saw the sword spin around and continue to pursue him!

"Damn it!!"

Child Ghost swung his blade repeatedly, suddenly becoming the one on the defensive!

"Sword Control Technique!?"

"Is it really the Sword Forest's Sword Control Technique!?"

"It's been three hundred years, and someone has actually mastered it again!?"

Seeing that Daoist Cang Zhu and the others were all shocked, Lin Xiao was a bit puzzled.

"Isn't it just a Heaven Grade sword technique? Daoist Master, is it necessary to be so surprised?"

"The Prince of Zhenbei might not know, but while this Sword Control Technique is not an immortal grade sword technique, it is the foundation of the immortal grade sword technique, 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin'."

Daoist Cang Zhu sighed with emotion, "The last person in Sword Forest who could master the Sword Control Technique was the teacher of the Sword Saint predecessor, which is the previous generation's Sword Saint."

"This Sword Control Technique relies heavily on fate; even the Sword Saint himself mostly couldn't master it."

"For this Yin Zhong to master the Sword Control Technique at such a young age, his future is promising!"

Lin Xiao listened, and couldn't help but mutter to himself. Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin... it sounded quite powerful, but he didn't know how it compared to his Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

Many of the people from Sword Forest clearly knew about this long ago, and seeing the Sword Control Technique displaying its great power now, they were very proud.

Guan Canghai stroked his beard and smiled. "Bai Jingfei, remember back then you had a headache because this child was too lazy and would get tired after moving a few times."

"I told you to let him try practicing a sword technique that didn't require much movement, and look... didn't we have an unexpected harvest?"

Bai Jingfei hurriedly complimented him in agreement, "Master still has the keen eye to see that this child had the talent to practice the Sword Control Technique. This disciple is ashamed."

"It's just a pity..."

Guan Canghai shook his head. "Although the Sword Control Technique is strong, this kid is too lazy, and his cultivation is not enough; he can't hold on for long."

Sure enough, after killing with a dozen or so sword strikes, Yin Zhong was panting and covered in sweat.

The whistling sound of the Black Gold Sword through the air diminished sharply; once the speed slowed down, the power was insufficient.

Child Ghost seized the opportunity, using a large spinning blade move to knock the Black Gold Sword far away, and then went up for a fierce slash!

Yin Zhong rolled away in a sorry state, falling off the arena, but he still received a cut on his waist and abdomen!

"Third Senior Brother!"

Leng Bingyan and a few people from Sword Forest went up, and upon looking nervously, they couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Although Yin Zhong was cut, because his flesh was so thick, there was surprisingly almost no blood...

Child Ghost was clearly not satisfied; he roared and yelled on the stage in annoyance, cast a fierce glance at Leng Bingyan, and turned to leave the stage.

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister Leng. Even in this state, I couldn't force him to use his full strength. I had originally intended to at least let you see his trump card."

Yin Zhong sighed, regretting that he hadn't worked hard enough in the past; when the sword was needed, he only hated that it was weak.

Leng Bingyan smiled and shook her head. "It doesn't matter. I am relieved that you could come down safely."

Just at this moment, a soft voice tinged with a chill came over.

"Listening to the tone of the two Sword Forest Senior Brother and Senior Sister, it seems as if I have already lost?"

Everyone turned to look and discovered that it was Xiao Yangliu, who was going to fight Leng Bingyan in the next match.

However, different from the impression she had given everyone before, at this moment, Xiao Yangliu had untied the two buns on her head, letting her black hair fall loose.

Her little face had changed from cute and naive to somewhat cold and possessed a maturity that transcended her age.