"Tsk, he actually fainted from fright!"
It was obvious that Ling's swordsmanship was superb. The moment she discovered that Guhan had fainted, she easily retracted her sword and did not even touch Guhan's body.
"It seems like Ling's swordsmanship is getting better and better. She managed to scare this guy, who is quite skilled, into fainting with just a small sword strike!
Uncle Ge Nia actually said that Ling's swordsmanship has not reached the next level yet. This is too much! "
Ling said proudly. "However, where did this guy come from? He actually managed to exchange a few blows with Ling!
Forget it, I don't care anymore. This guy will be Ling's follower from now on. Ling will be like her ancestor and create a follower of the Four Great Swordsmen to piss Uncle Ge Nia off! "
Ling said angrily with a pout.
"Oh yes, I've seen it on television. You have to make sure that the enemy is not faking his death. Too many villains have been tricked like this!"
With this thought in mind, Ling kicked Guhan a few times, felt his pulse, and checked his pupils. After making sure that Guhan had really fainted, she threw away the broken sword in her hand.
"Wait, why does Ling think that she is a villain?"
Linling shook her head and tossed the strange question to the back of her mind. She walked up to the Yi Xian Sword again and wiped off the sand that covered the sword. The words "The world is a public" were engraved on the sword. That's right, this was the number one sword in the Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls, the Yi Xian Sword!
"Yi Xian Sword, oh Yi Xian Sword!
It's been 300 years, and you are finally back in the hands of the Liunian Family! "
A shocking fact was revealed from Ling's mouth. Ling was actually a descendant of the world's most famous family, the Liunian Family!
It was no wonder that the staff treated Ling with such a flattering attitude. It was also no wonder that Liu Lei, who was the Sword Pavilion Master and an Immortal-level swordsman, allowed Ling to fool around. He even brought her to the Sword Pavilion's forbidden grounds, the Sword Burial Grounds, and allowed her to take away the Yi Xian Sword, which had been sealed by the Sword Council.
It turned out that Ling was a descendant of the Liunian Family. With the Liunian Family's reputation, everyone else would have to avoid Liunian Ling, except for the powerful Immortal-level swordsman.
Liunian Ling was Ling Ling's real name. Her ancestor was the Kenzu Fleeting Calendar, who had been cut open by Guhan and died in a dungeon.
In real history, Fleeting Calendar's strength soared. He became the first savior of humanity and the first Emperor-level swordsman. He was the leader of all the swordsmen, and he led humanity through one crisis after another.
Among the eight super base cities, three of them were created by Fleeting Year Calendar. This was a unique record. The other five cities were created by the other five Emperor-class sword bearers. No other sword bearer had ever built a second base city like Fleeting Year Calendar, let alone a third.
After Fleeting Calendar died in battle, Fleeting Calendar's son also became an Emperor-level swordsman. The glory of two generations of Emperor-level swordsmen forged the world's number one Emperor-level family, the Liunian Family. It was now the 28th generation of the Liunian Family. In total, there were six Emperor-level swordsmen, 58 Immortal-level swordsmen, and countless spiritual sword swordsmen.
Liunian Ling was the 29th generation descendant of the Liunian Family. She was the only direct descendant of the Liunian Family, and the future leader of the Liunian Family. It was easy to imagine her high status and how much the family entrusted her to.
…
Liunian Ling closed her eyes. She reached into the sandpit and slowly grasped the hilt of the Yi Xian Sword. In Liunian Ling's mind, synchronizing with the Yi Xian Sword should be a piece of cake.
Other mortals only had a few tenths of a percent chance of synchronizing with an Innate Sword Maiden.
However, she was the direct descendant of the Liunian Family. The success rate was 100%. In the 28 generations of direct descendants, none of them had ever failed. Even the weakest of them was a spiritual sword bearer. It was impossible for Liunian Ling to fail with such a bloodline.
Secondly, the Yi Xian Sword had almost become the exclusive possession of the Liunian Family for a period of time. From the second generation to the 20th generation, all the ancient sword maidens were Yi Xian Swords.
Generations of successful bloodlines had been added to Liunian Ling's body. She never doubted that she would fail one day.
However, Liunian Ling had failed unbelievably.
She had been holding the Yi Xian Sword in her hand for a full ten minutes, but the ancient sword that had been with her family for nineteen generations did not move at all. It was like a piece of scrap metal that did not react at all in her hand.
Liunian Ling had to admit that she was starting to panic. She could not understand why she could not succeed when even her ancestors could do it.
Nineteen generations of ancestors had succeeded. In the 21st generation, the Yi Xian Sword was no longer in the Liunian Family's possession because it had been broken in two. It had been placed in the Sword Burial Grounds to recover its strength and prepare to be resurrected!
In reality, Liunian Ling did not think too highly of the Yi Xian Sword's strength. After all, it was only an ancient sword. No matter how strong it was, it could not be stronger than a treasured sword, famed sword, or spiritual sword.
More importantly, the Yi Xian Sword represented the family's inheritance!
The Sword Maiden, who had succeeded in every generation of the family's bloodline, failed in your hands. Doesn't this mean that Fleeting Time Lin's bloodline is no longer pure? She is not fit to be a direct descendant of the Fleeting Time Family!
After all, countless branch families had been eyeing the position of the Fleeting Time Family's patriarch for the past thousand years. If this news were to spread, she would not be stripped of her position as the successor, but her reputation would definitely suffer a huge blow. This would lead to a series of disastrous consequences.
Therefore, when Liunian Ling realized that she could not synchronize with the Yi Xian Sword, she nearly broke down.
Meanwhile, Guhan had slowly regained consciousness. Perhaps it was because of the explosion, but the throbbing in his heart was much lighter than before. When he regained his focus, he realized that Liunian Ling was standing there in a daze with the Yi Xian Sword in her hand. She was silent and had a strange expression on her face as if she had lost her mind.
"Not bad. Looks like she didn't succeed!"
Guhan smiled bitterly. If he had known that Ling could not synchronize with him, he wouldn't have fought with her. She had an extraordinary background. If she bore a grudge against him in the future, she could find an opportunity to set him up. He wouldn't be able to cry even if he wanted to.
Guhan did not expect that Ling was a descendant of the Liunian Family. Otherwise, he would not have had the chance to cry.
"Hey!
Wake up!
Wake up! "
Guhan clutched his chest and walked to Ling's side. He waved his palm in front of her eyes. "Miss Ling, since you've failed, can you let me try the Yi Xian Sword?"
Gu Han realized that Linling did not respond to him, so he decided to take action himself and take the sword from her hand.
"What are you trying to do?" Linlin reacted quickly. Before Gu Han's hand could even touch the Yi Xian Sword, she had already slapped him.
"Miss Ling, I just want to try it myself. You've failed!" Guhan explained again.
"You baddie!
You want to bully Ling too, don't you? "For some reason, Ling's tears flowed down her cheeks." You baddie!
Ling is crying! Ling is crying! This is the first time in my life that I've ever cried! You're trying to bully Ling even with your tears! Ling must be tired of living … "Ling spouted a string of strange and illogical words. Her tears flowed uncontrollably like a waterfall!
"You … I … you …" Guhan did not know what to do. Although he could snatch the Yi Xian Sword from Ling's hands, he could not do anything to a girl who was crying like this. After all, Guhan was a kind and lawful main character.
Forget it. I'll let her cry. Since she's unable to synchronize with me, she's destined to let go of the Yi Xian Sword one day. I'll take it when that time comes.
With that thought in mind, Guhan gave up on the idea of snatching the Yi Xian Sword from Ling. He began to observe the broken swords around him to kill some time and wait for Ling to stop crying.
It would have been fine if he did not look, but when he did, Gu Han actually discovered something strange.
At the bottom of the sandpit that he and Ling dug out, there was a faint flash of light as if something was reflecting the light from the incandescent lamp!
Could it be that there was another sword buried under the Yi Xian Sword?
The curiosity in Gu Han's heart was immediately aroused. He squatted down and prepared to continue digging in the sand. The throbbing in his heart that had calmed down suddenly shook violently again. This time, the intensity of the shaking was even stronger than before the explosion!
Could it be that the Leisurely Celestial Sword was calling out to him to stop dawdling and quickly rescue him from this woman's hands?
Unfortunately, Liunian Ling had no intention of stopping crying, so Guhan thought about it and decided to dig the sword out of the sandpit first.
Unlike the Yi Xian Sword that was placed in the sandpit, this sword was erected and stuck in the sand. Only the tip of the sword was exposed, and the hilt was at least 70 to 80 centimeters deep. It would not be easy to dig out such a deep hole.
As the hole deepened, the throbbing in Guhan's heart grew stronger and harder to bear.
Suddenly, Guhan had a new theory.
Could it be that the thing that triggered his Sword Affinity was not the Yi Xian Sword, but the sword that was buried even deeper?!
With that theory in mind, Guhan was even more eager to dig out the mysterious sword.
Thus, Gu Han dug for a full ten minutes before he managed to dig out a pit that was eighty centimeters deep. Both of his palms had already been rubbed into a bloody mess by the needle-like grains of sand.
When Guhan saw the back half of the sword, he had a hunch. When the entire hilt was exposed, Guhan knew what he had dug out.
It was her!