A Good Romance
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Twenty-six treasured sabers exploded at the same time, instantly forming a blinding light in the sky. The terrifying energy blasted down, and peng, peng, peng, the Wang Family's side courtyard was instantly shaken into ruins.
So what if they were in the Flower Blossom Tier? Under the impact of the aftermath, they all vomited blood repeatedly, and Spiritual Pedestal Tier warriors were even more miserable. In light cases, they were covered in blood, and in heavy cases, their bones and tendons were broken.
It was equivalent to twenty-six high-level Spiritual Infant Tier warriors risking their lives, so of course this attack was terrifying.
Zhu Xuan Er was fine — there were three Spiritual Infant Tier warriors by her side, enough to dissipate the aftermath, and Hu Niu was even more special. With a wave of her small hand, the shock wave was cut apart by her and passed on both sides, unable to harm her at all.
Extremely far away, Ling Han appeared, his face pale, and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood, but his face revealed a joyful expression. The Heaven Transformation Bowl sucked in ten treasured sabers, and by now, they were all refined, turning into a pool of liquid metal.
He poured it out, and the liquid quickly solidified, turning into a piece of metal. Weighing it, it was at least fifty kilograms. However, compared to the weight of ten treasured sabers, it was at least a hundred times lighter.
This was the effect of the Heaven Transformation Bowl — purification.
It was a seventh-tier treasured saber before, and now, after purification, it should reach the eighth tier. However, this piece of metal turned into an alloy, and Ling Han couldn't clearly say what this metal should be called.
Whatever, it was eighth-tier rare metal anyway, and he could forge many more sharp arrows.
He circulated the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, and the injuries on his body were immediately healed. He smiled slightly, and said, "Boy of Wealth, do you have any more treasures to give to your grandfather?"
Xuanyuan Zi Guang jumped like thunder. He didn't want to give treasures to Ling Han, but he didn't think that the latter could actually summon a strange stone bowl that easily broke his saber array. He'd rather destroy it than give it to Ling Han, so he activated the saber array to self-destruct.
Even so, he couldn't heavily injure Ling Han, making him feel a strong sense of dejection.
Ling Han decided not to kill Xuanyuan Zi Guang. This person's luck was nature-defying, and there were treasures smashed as soon as he went out. Ling Han would let him smash a few more times, and he would be able to loot again in the future. This was like planting chives. If you dug them up, you could only harvest them once. But if you left the roots, you could harvest them in batches.
If Xuanyuan Zi Guang knew what Ling Han was thinking, how would he feel?
Wang Yi Yun looked at the ruins on the ground, a faint smile still on her pretty face, but there was an additional killing intent in her eyes. A perfectly fine banquet was ruined by Ling Han and Xuanyuan Zi Guang just like that, but Xuanyuan Zi Guang was one of them, so if she wanted to hate someone, she could only hate Ling Han.
"Brother Ling, I've said it before. If you don't accept my Senior Brother as the Alliance Master, Yi Yun will fight on my Senior Brother's behalf." She waved her sleeves. Her temperament was elegant like a fairy.
Ling Han looked at him and revealed a smile, "Do you also want to bet something with me?"
"That stone bowl." Wang Yi Yun pointed with her slender finger. "If I win, you give that stone bowl to me."
Ling Han thought for a moment, and said, "Alright, then if you lose, you have to agree to my brother's marriage proposal." He pointed at Murong Qing.
"Pah, I don't want to marry this ugly girl." Murong Qing was so angry that she jumped up. "Don't always use me as an excuse!"
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "Ai, there's no helping it. My brother won't marry you, so let's use some rare metals and spirit medicines to bet."
"Insolence!" Many youngsters roared angrily. He actually dared to blaspheme the fairy in their hearts.
Wang Yi Yun, however, was incredibly calm. She casually threw out a spirit medicine, and said, "This is Danyang Phoenix Cry Grass. It's considered high-grade among Level Seven spirit medicines, is it enough?"
"Barely." Ling Han nodded. Let alone a Level Seven spirit medicine, even a Level Ten Divine Medicine couldn't compare to the Heaven Transformation Bowl, but he had the confidence to win, so if he earned a little less, then so be it.
Wang Yi Yun continued, "However, since that stone bowl is the wager, please put it aside, Brother Ling. Yi Yun is worried that Brother Ling won't acknowledge the bet if you lose."
This woman was so astute!
To Ling Han, the stone bowl was a powerful Spirit Tool. Previously, even Xuanyuan Zi Guang's terrifying saber array was broken, but with a few words from Wang Yi Yun, he actually couldn't use it anymore.
As expected, she had a glib tongue, and a meticulous mind.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and casually threw the stone bowl aside. He said, "You're very smart, but be careful. Don't let your cleverness get the better of you."
Wang Yi Yun smiled calmly, and with a wave of her hands, a guqin appeared in front of her. It looked extremely ancient, and carved on the body of the guqin were many fully-armored warriors, bathing in blood and fighting bravely. It was a little out of place.
She sat in the air, her figure slowly floating up, and said, "Brother Ling, please listen to a song of mine."
Weng!
Her hands moved, and the sound of the guqin immediately spread out. It was gentle and beautiful, like the sounds of nature.
Everyone revealed dazzled expressions. Wang Yi Yun possessed outstanding looks, and added with her skill in the guqin, she indeed had the charm to bewitch millions.
The sound of the guqin spread, and Ling Han's gaze was slightly dazed.
Trying to sway his mind?
Ling Han immediately revealed a cold smile. She was really too naive; he had a sliver of Heaven Tier divine sense, and a mere Spiritual Infant Tier warrior wanted to bewitch him?
Qiang!
The sound of the guqin suddenly changed, turning from the gentle beauty to stern, as if there were ambushes on all sides, and killing was about to happen.
Weng, weng, weng, the fully-armored warriors on the guqin all lit up, and as the sound of the guqin drifted, they all walked out and stood in the air. There was a total of eighty-one warriors, and every one of them was a high-level Spiritual Infant Tier being.
This guqin was actually a Spirit Tool as well, and could summon eighty-one Spiritual Infant Tier elites — truly shocking.
It was no wonder that Wang Yi Yun schemed to have Ling Han put the Heaven Transformation Bowl to one side. She was afraid that the Heaven Transformation Bowl would restrict the guqin.
Now, eighty-one high-level Spiritual Infant Tier warriors appeared, so how could he block them? It had to be known that they were only summoned by a Spirit Tool, and wouldn't fear death or injury. It could be said that they were the same as Corpse Soldiers, the most loyal death warriors.
These warriors were fully armed, wearing incredibly thick armor, and wielding all kinds of weapons in their hands. One after another, vein-like patterns shone, and they charged towards Ling Han without hesitation.
Everyone felt a sense of suffocation. Previously, there were only thirty-six treasured sabers, but now there were eighty-one Spiritual Infant Tier warriors, which was even more unrivaled!
Ling Han, on the other hand, was unafraid. Xuanyuan Zi Guang had unleashed thirty-six Level Seven Spirit Tools in one go, and these eighty-one Spiritual Infant Tier warriors in front of him were only unleashed by a single Spirit Tool — their might couldn't be mentioned in the same breath.
He directly unleashed the Demon Sky Sword. Wasn't it just a competition of Spirit Tools? Who was afraid of who?
Weng, the vein-like patterns on the Demon Sky Sword lit up. One, two, three!
There was one more.
Not just one more, this was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so how could it be so weak?
Instantly, an endless might circulated. Ling Han stood with the sword in hand, like a great demon king, exuding an incredibly terrifying aura, completely suppressing the eighty-one Spiritual Infant Tier warriors.
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