Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 25 Sword Soul Fenglong

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It didn't take a quarter of an hour for Su Yi to arrive at a small river outside the city, where he first cleansed his body.

Inside the Emperor Su's Sect, the addition of the Demon Wolf Star had brought about a resurgence of liveliness—it was evident that the Demon Wolf Star had the potential to become significant in the Great Waters Competition.

With just a thought, Su Yi could block out the scenes of Emperor Su's Sect in his mind.

He discovered that he could directly use the Repository of Dao's functionality as if his brain contained an independent space where he could store items and retrieve them—everything stored in the Repository of Dao would materialize in his hands with just a thought.

After taking out a set of new clothes from the Repository of Dao and putting them on, he began to get used to the Great Dao communication device that had integrated into his body. Only after he had become accustomed to it did he start to study the Zhou Wu Sword in his hands.

"What was that sound just now?"

"Could it really have become sentient?"

Su Yi sat under a tree, touching the Zhou Wu Sword and murmuring.

"Hmph, you're the one who's become sentient."

At that moment, the previously heard mysterious voice echoed again, startling Su Yi so much that he shivered.

Damn!

How dare you scare me!

Su Yi tosses the Zhou Wu Sword onto the ground and stomped on it ferociously.

"You impudent boy, what are you doing! I am your lifesaver!"

The mysterious voice scolded angrily in Su Yi's heart, exasperated.

"Who exactly are you?"

Su Yi asked. Although the Zhou Wu Sword had assisted him numerous times, he had to stay vigilant and cautious.

"I am the Immortal Sword's Soul, named Feng Long! Now kneel before me!"

The mysterious voice snorted, revealing its name and origin.

Immortal Sword's Soul, Fenglong!

Su Yi became intensely curious. Could there really be such a thing as a Sword Soul?

"You are the 'thing'!"

Fenglong cursed in anger. In the previous battle, because the Great Dao communication device had fused with Su Yi, the Zhou Wu Sword had completely acknowledged him as its master, thus allowing them to share their thoughts.

Su Yi was not angered, but instead found this interesting.

"Aren't you the Zhou Wu Sword, how come you are called Feng Long?"

"Hmph, the Zhou Wu Emperor was merely one of my masters!"

"Oh, so can I call you Su Yi Sword from now on?"

"That sounds terrible..."

After conversing, he finally understood that he had indeed made the Zhou Wu Sword acknowledge him as its master.

Su Yie nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

In dealing with a cunning Demon King like Elder Lord Qi Yang, he couldn't show any fear.

Elder Lord Qi Yang seemed to hesitate, then with a twinkle in his eye, he smiled and said, "Cultivate well, and if you have any questions about demon art, come to Laojun Mountain to find me any time. During this period, I will also order the monsters in the Land of Qiling not to harm the people of Mystical City."

Having said that, he turned and soared away on a cloud.

The Art of Riding the Clouds and Commanding the Mist!

Su Yie watched with envy, wondering when he could master such a Demon Art.

After Elder Lord Qi Yang had left, he took out the Zhou Wu Sword, ready to pry open the mouth of Feng Long.

Having been a Sword Soul for so long, perhaps he could reveal some powerful Cultivation Technique!

...

Whistle—

The Luoshui Golden Eagle soared under the blue sky with a long cry, carrying five disciples of the Water Sect on its back.

The leader was a woman in a white dress with gold embroidery, with a slender waist and black hair cascading over her shoulders, a jade hairpin atop her head, skin as smooth as jade, a face delicate and cool, appearing like a fairy untouched by the mortal world.

Beside her was Mo Haosheng, his face brimming with diligent smiles.

"Junior Sister Wux Qingyao, this trip to Mystical City is dangerous; you must be careful," Mo Haosheng said with an artificially refined and graceful demeanor while waving his fan.

Wux Qingyao was meditating with closed eyes, not responding.

Uh...

A twitch tugged at the corner of Mo Haosheng's mouth as he sensed the other three disciples struggling to hold back their laughter. He faked a cough and said, "Apart from Elder Lord Qi Yang, a half-demon has recently appeared in Mystical City, even Elder Lord Qi Yang can't deal with him, last time it was I who...

"Humph!"

With a sudden cold snort, Wux Qingyao's delicate brows furrowed, showing displeasure.

Mo Haosheng shivered, asking cautiously, "Junior Sister Qingyao, what's wrong?"

However, Wux Qingyao still ignored him, leaving him even more embarrassed, wishing he could hide in a crack in the ground.

Internally, Mo Haosheng was annoyed but dared not show it, suffering in silence.

In fact, Wux Qingyao wasn't intentionally making things difficult for him; she was in the midst of a battle!

Inside the chat interface of Emperor Su's Sect.

Demon Wolf Star: Yo, yo, yo! The beauty is angry! From the Water Sect, right? Next time, I'll steal even your ancestral granny's undergarments. Are you scared?

Wux Qingyao: Hmph, there's not a single good thing among the Demon Race!

Black Tiger Emperor: Hahaha, Demon Wolf Star, aren't you afraid of offending the Sword Saint?

Demon Wolf Star: What's a Sword Saint got to do with the Water Sect? We can't be cowards! If we're cowardly, we've already lost, and losing is for life! A man in this world values his reputation above all else!

Demon Lord Qing Yan: Aren't you asking for a beating? Careful, Emperor Su might kick you out!

Demon Wolf Star: Ehh... Can he kick people out? I don't believe it. He brought me in, surely he needs me for something!

Sect notification, Emperor Su has kicked Demon Wolf Star out of Emperor Su's Sect.