96: Chapter 96: The Demon Clan Sieges the City!

Ten Flying Swords imitating those from White Jade Capital were laid out before them.

After a moment, Ning Yao was the first to select the one named Haoran Qi.

Fatty Yan Zhuo chose Purple Lightning; the hilt seemed to be surrounded by purple thunder!

Dong Huafu picked up Red Makeup, a sword with a rather feminine name.

Chen Sanqiu set his sights on Scriptures.

Die Zhang hesitated for a long time before finally picking up the heaviest Great Sword—Great Sword!

Perhaps it was because the name of this Great Sword, like her own name, was related to mountains!

Seeing this, Yang Simu couldn't help but say, "Everyone, are you trying to save me money?"

"There are still five Flying Swords left here, aren't there?"

Yan Zhuo scratched his head and gave a silly laugh, "Ahem, actually, this one sword is enough for me to use for a long time."

Yang Simu patted Yan Zhuo on the shoulder and said crossly, "These are the swords A Liang asked me to deliver!"

"A Liang has already achieved Ascension to the Qingming World; it won't be easy for you to fleece him anymore!"

Hearing this, a look of sudden realization appeared on Yan Zhuo's face.

Immediately, he took another longsword, named Incense Fire.

Yang Simu looked at the others.

Dong Huafu nodded with a dull expression and took a sword named Pillar.

The one-armed woman Die Zhang hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Forget it, forget it!"

Ning Yao frowned slightly and said, "I have already asked the Saint of Lizhu Blessed Land, General Ruan Qiong, to forge two swords for me."

"I see that these two young ladies don't have swords; why not give them one each?"

Yang Simu felt that what Ning Yao said made sense.

So he smiled and said, "Wang Zhu is in the Ascension Realm, and she is not a Sword Cultivator, so she doesn't need a sword!"

"As for Xiao Bai... you should come over and pick a Flying Sword as well!"

Xiao Bai looked surprised and said, "Young Master, this servant is not a Sword Cultivator either."

Yang Simu smiled faintly, "Back on the ferry at Floating Mountain, do you know why A Liang stared at you?"

Xiao Bai pouted her red lips slightly, thinking to herself, 'Could that Sword Immortal Senior just have been looking at me because I'm pretty?'

Yang Simu saw through Xiao Bai's thoughts, coughed lightly, and said, "Actually, A Liang sent me a voice transmission saying that although you are not a natural sword embryo, your Aptitude for sword practice is actually not bad."

What A Liang meant by "not bad" was naturally a height of Dao of the sword that ordinary Sword Cultivators could hardly reach!

Yang Simu continued, "Therefore, I plan to teach you the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi that A Liang taught me once we reach the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

"Furthermore, once you become a Sword Cultivator, you won't be subjected to such heavy suppression by the Dao of the sword at the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Hearing this, Xiao Bai widened her charming phoenix eyes slightly.

The next moment, the woman gracefully performed a bow, her voice delicate and soft, "This servant thanks you, Young Master!"

This scene left Yan and the others greatly astonished.

In the Haoran World, could an Earth Immortal at the Nascent Soul Stage really be this humble?

Yang Simu coughed lightly, helped Xiao Bai up, and smiled softly, "I originally intended to give you one of my own swords."

"However, since Miss Ning is about to pass on other swords, let's take one from there for you."

After saying that, he reached out, took the Peach Branch, and handed it to Xiao Bai.

A peerless beauty, as radiant as peach blossoms, as delicate and charming as a peach blossom, paired with a longsword named Peach Branch—it was just right!

Xiao Bai took the Peach Branch, her long, narrow eyes seeming to brim with affection.

This scene caused a stir in Yang Simu's heart.

'Tonight, will this Great Wall of Sword Qi be like that time after I challenged Zhengyang Mountain to a Sword Inquiry, where the inn was filled with spring rain all night long?' he thought to himself.

But no one noticed that the young girl Wang Zhu knitted her willow eyebrows, and her gaze toward Xiao Bai suddenly turned cold.

Subsequently, Yang Simu took the Sanskrit Voice and handed it to Die Zhang.

He grinned and said, "Miss Die Zhang, I think that as a young girl, it would be best for you to have a slightly more ladylike longsword."

Hearing this, Fatty Yan couldn't help but nod with a smile.

After all, for a young girl like Die Zhang to be clutching a Great Sword almost as tall as herself did indeed detract from a woman's gentle image.

Die Zhang still looked somewhat hesitant, her gaze involuntarily falling on Ning Yao.

In fact, this was mainly due to Die Zhang's Heart-Nature.

She was originally just an ordinary child in the alleyways of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and later, because she often helped A Liang sell wine, she gradually became acquainted with Ning Yao, Yan Zhuo, and the others.

With A Liang's guidance, combined with Die Zhang's own talent for the Dao of the sword, as well as her own hard work, she gradually became one of the most talented Sword Cultivators among the younger generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

With so many friends from prominent Families, if it were anyone else, they would at least not have to worry about food and clothing.

But in reality, Die Zhang was still running a small grocery store in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

It wasn't that the others didn't want to help Die Zhang, but rather that Die Zhang simply refused to accept money from friends.

Even until now, she was still helping A Liang pay off a mountain of debt for wine.

Regarding this, everyone was helpless.

Although these ten Flying Swords imitating those from White Jade Capital were obtained by A Liang and then handed over to Yang Simu to be delivered to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

However, in Die Zhang's view, taking one sword was already her limit.

If she were to take another longsword, she didn't have the thick skin of Fatty Yan, nor the dullness of Dong Huafu.

However, when Die Zhang saw Ning Yao nod, she hesitated and accepted the Sanskrit Voice.

The young girl blushed slightly and said, "Thank you."

"If you encounter any trouble in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you can always come to me for help."

Die Zhang couldn't help but complain to herself, 'The two maids beside Yang Simu are both more powerful and better-looking than you; what are you thinking about?'

Yang Simu smiled and nodded, not noticing Die Zhang's strange expression.

At this moment, Chen Sanqiu stepped forward and reached out to touch the last sword, Cloud Pattern.

He seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly turned dim, and he said with a sorrowful expression, "If we had had such good swords in our hands back then, would Little Cricket not have died on the southern battlefield?"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

The smile on Yang Simu's face also faded.

At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, death was the most normal thing!

Ning Yao said in a deep voice, "Given the dangerous situation at that time, if it weren't for the intervention of a few old Sword Cultivators, let alone Little Cricket, even we might have remained there forever!"

"Fatty, bring the wine!"

Yan Zhuo was about to go get the wine, but Yang Simu had already taken out a jar of Osmanthus Wine from his Spatial artifact.

"Let me offer this jar of wine to that swordsman I have never met," he said softly.

Ning Yao nodded.

After offering the wine, Yang Simu came before the Dragon-Slaying Platform, which was the size of half a cliff, and brought his index and middle fingers together.

A pure white Sword Qi flowed out from his body, condensed between his fingers, and easily sliced open the Dragon-Slaying Platform!

This wisp of Sword Qi was exactly what the Fairy Sister inside the Old Sword Strip of the covered bridge had left for Yang Simu before she departed.

At present, it was more than enough for him to cut the Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Seeing this, a look of astonishment could not help but flash across the faces of Yan Zhuo and the others.

Soon, Yang Simu cut out five pieces of dragon-slaying stone the size of tofu and gave them to Xiao Bai, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu, Chen Sanqiu, and Die Zhang, one for each.

Just at this moment, on the southern city wall, a huge collision sound suddenly came, and Sword Qi swept across the world!

The expressions of Ning Yao and the others changed in unison, "Oh no, the Yao Race is attacking the city!"

"Sorry, the update is late today; I will try my best to make up for it with two chapters tonight."