Nan Lingsha's towering chest heaved up and down. Her face was flushed red. Clearly, the 12 swords had expended a lot of her energy, even though it was in the Painting Realm.
She slowly turned around and glanced at the white tent. Zhu Minglang was already sitting there properly. He even took the lead to applaud her.
Nan Lingsha heaved a sigh of relief.
No one should have noticed.
The Fallen Sword Technique was still too profound. Just the 12 swords seemed to have sucked away all her energy. If she couldn't finish off her opponent with the 12 swords in a real battle, she would most likely be the one to die.
"What an amazing artist." Black Veil Bamboo Sect's sect master, Wen Lingfei, praised sincerely.
The elders, hall masters, and sword nuns of the Mount Ning Sword Sect were also amazed. The power of the 12 swords was not inferior to that of a true swordmaster. Just a demonstration was enough to let the experts of the Mount Ning Sword Sect clearly realize how terrifying this artist's ability was!
Wu Feng, Hao Ye, Yun Zhonghe, and Shao Ying of the Mount Ning Sword Sect looked at Nan Lingsha as if she was a monster.
How could they live!?!
Even the orthodox swordmasters of the Mount Ning Sword Sect did not comprehend it to such a high level. There were only a handful of people in the Mount Ning Sword Sect who could use more than 10 swords. As an artist, Nan Lingsha could actually comprehend the profound meaning of the Fallen Sword Formation just by observing it!
Now, everyone finally realized why Nan Lingsha was the first to reach the top of the Sword Pavilion!
"Miss Lingsha, you were only able to use four or five swords the first time. This time, you can use twelve swords. I believe that no Divine or Mortal concept in this world can stump you." Zhu Minglang's applause came from the bottom of his heart.
12 swords!
He thought Nan Lingsha was using her painting skills to pass off the fake as the real thing and purposely create an opportunity for him to steal something. He did not expect her to really be able to draw the 12th sword …
"You lost." Nan Lingsha's rosy cheeks gradually returned to a snow-white color.
"What?" Zhu Minglang did not understand.
After a while, Zhu Minglang finally realized what Nan Lingsha was talking about. He immediately laughed awkwardly.
Nan Lingsha was talking about who reached the top first!
Indeed, he had lost.
But that was because he had accidentally entered the Sword Catacomb, and Stegosaurus had fought with the Sword Catacomb Ghosts. Otherwise, he would have been in the Sword Garret a long time ago!
However, losing to the artist's sister-in-law wasn't something shameful.
As for Deities and Mortals, the closer they got to the later stages, the more they had to work.
…
In the subsequent exchange, Zhu Minglang looked calm and collected, but his heart was in turmoil.
Don't get caught!
Don't get caught!
The sword nuns of Mount Ling Sword Sect were all wearing bamboo veils, which made them half blind. Thus, they might not have noticed that the ancient lamp jade had been stolen.
As long as he could end this sword technique exchange as soon as possible, let them safely descend the mountain, and then quickly leave, everything would be fine!
As the sky gradually darkened, Zong Lin and Zong Lin of the two major sword sects each displayed some of their more basic sword techniques, mainly for the disciples to learn.
Unknowingly, dusk arrived. Zhu Minglang felt that this group of sword fanatics still wanted to continue.
Why did they suddenly become harmonious? There was no need to be so polite. Wasn't it good to be at daggers drawn before? Spit on each other, then leave, and continue to be enemies for generations. Why did they have to make it seem like they were going to marry each other?
"Our sect has indeed benefited greatly from today's observation. In a few days, we will also send some disciples to the Distant Mountain Sword Sect to learn. We thank the Distant Mountain Sword Sect's Sword Masters for their frank guidance." Sect Head Wen said generously.
"The sky is dark. We also know the rules of Mount Ling Sword Sect, so we will descend the mountain first …" Wu Feng said.
In the beginning, there was indeed a lot of prejudice, but slowly, the sword nuns of Mount Ling Sword Sect were no longer so aggressive. The treatment of the men also completely changed.
To be able to obtain the approval of the sect leader and elders, Wu Feng felt that this trip was not in vain. After all, Mount Ling Sword Sect had been in a state of complete isolation for many years, and did not care about the other sects at all. To be able to change their view of Mount Ling Sword Sect was beneficial to the future development of the sword sect!
"Rules are set by people. Mount Ling Sword Sect has indeed been somewhat isolated these years. Since I took over, I have gradually made some changes," Wen Lingfei said.
"Sect Leader, we have no precedent of letting men stay the night here." The elders were shocked, as if letting men stay the night would cause them to lose their integrity in their later years!
Wen Lingfei clearly felt that it was dusk, and the swordmasters had been using sword techniques for an entire day. They were very tired. To send people down the mountain at this time was too pedantic and too excessive.
Wu Feng, Hall Master of Mount Ling Sword Sect, was unruly. She always accommodated the rules of Mount Ling Sword Sect, but did not hide it at all when teaching sword techniques. This was worthy of admiration and respect.
Just as she said, rules were set by people.
Now that she was the sect leader, if she said it was okay, it was okay.
"Want to stay the night? That's great. I've always heard that the female disciples of Mount Ling Sword Sect are very fragrant. Even if they are just sitting quietly, their bodies are intoxicating, let alone after bathing and changing clothes. Sigh, I've finally fulfilled my life's greatest dream, to spend the night in Mount Ling Sword Sect, hehehe!" Zhu Minglang said loudly, as if he was afraid that other people could not hear him.
All the sword nuns frowned.
This damn scoundrel, so he had this idea from the beginning!
How could they let such a lecherous man spend the night in Mount Ling Sword Sect!
"Sect Master Wen, the men of our Mist Kingdom are all very elegant. In our eyes, a woman's boudoir is a sacred place. Even if we are invited, we cannot casually enter. Similarly, the Mount Li Sword Sect has always viewed Zong Lin as a sacred place, and has set up some rules. Naturally, we will not mind. However, if sect master is willing to send some disciples to our Mount Li Sword Sect as guests, we will welcome them with open arms." Wu Feng indeed maintained the integrity of a mature man.
They maintained the tradition of women being superior, but this did not hinder the modesty that the men of the Mist Country should have.
"Hall Leader Wu, if the majority of the swordmasters of the Mount Ling Sword Sect are like you, then in terms of mental state, they are superior to the many proud swordmasters of our Mount Ling Sword Sect." Sect Leader Wen bowed, expressing his apologies, but also his admiration from the bottom of his heart.
"Sect Leader Wen, please hold on a little longer. We actually really want to stay the night. Senior Martial Brother Wu Feng, at this time, don't pretend to be an old gentleman. When you go back and tell the other hall leaders that you spent the night in Mount Ling Sword Sect, all the hall leaders will envy you. "Zhu Minglang hurriedly said with an unwilling expression.
"Junior Martial Uncle, even if this is your true thoughts, you should not say it so loudly. It is very embarrassing." Junior Martial Sister Shao Ying said in a small voice.
"What is there to be embarrassed about? A gentle and graceful woman is a good match for a gentleman. Could it be that those men who came from so far away are not here to hunt for beauties?" Zhu Minglang continued to say offensive and disgusting words.
These female sword nuns of Mount Ling Sword Sect …
Zhu Minglang understood them all too well.
The more they wanted to stay the night, the more united they were.
To tell the truth, Zhu Minglang was really afraid that Consort Wen would monopolize the power and break the old rules, making those elders who opposed her shut up.
If they really stayed the night, there would be great trouble!
Zhu Minglang was the one who wanted to escape the most!
But sometimes, people were very unreasonable. If they did not do the opposite, there was a high chance that they would stay. Consort Wen would not care about those old rules of Mount Ling Sword Sect!
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