Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

The girl of the Feather Clan trembled slightly, feeling a strong sense of shame.

But she did not back down because of this.

Her personal chastity is of course important.

But she also knows how important the Feather Clan Sword Spirit is to the Feather Clan.

Her talent is ordinary, and she can become Murong Xiu's disciple only because her parents are old friends of Murong Xiu, and entrusted her to Murong Xiu's care before they died.

Feather Clan members like her are of little use to the Feather Clan.

The Feather Clan Sword Spirit is different.

If the Feather Clan Sword Spirit can be repaired, it will be of great help to the Feather Clan.

Sacrificing her, a mediocre member of the Feather Clan, in exchange for an important assistant of the Feather Clan such as the Feather Clan Sword Spirit, in the eyes of the Feather Clan girl, this is an extremely cost-effective thing.

Immediately, before Murong Xiu spoke, the Feather Clan girl gritted her teeth and said: "If the senior is really willing to help save my Feather Clan Sword Spirit, then Xiaohe is willing to be a slave to the senior."

Ling Yun was stunned for a while.

But when he saw the expressions of the Feather Clan girl and Murong Xiu, he knew that they must have misunderstood.

Ling Yun was optimistic about the girl from the Feather Clan.

But in this world, there are not many such prodigies, but there are definitely many.

It is impossible for him to gather all the prodigies around him.

Therefore, he really didn't think about conquering the girl from the Feather Clan.

But the other party had a misunderstanding, and Ling Yun was too lazy to explain.

It just so happened that he didn't intend to get anything from the Feather Clan, but just didn't want the other party to think that it was too easy to ask him for help. Now the other party's misunderstanding was undoubtedly just right.

"Your name is Xiaohe?"

Ling Yun smiled.

"That's right, my name is 'Hua Xiaohe'."

The girl from the Feather Clan said.

"Then lead the way."

Ling Yun said.

Murong Xiu's heart sank.

This mysterious demon really wanted Hua Xiaohe.

She wanted to muster up the courage to refuse Ling Yun, but bitterly found that she couldn't say this.

Hua Xiaohe is very important to her.

But Hua Xiaohe is only important to her.

The sword spirit of the Feather Clan is different. It is an extremely important existence to the entire Feather Clan.

How could she ignore the interests of the entire Feather Clan for her own personal feelings?

In that case, she would undoubtedly be too selfish.

Seeing that Murong Xiu didn't speak, Hua Xiaohe's face turned even paler.

How she wished she could hear a refusal from Murong Xiu.

Unfortunately, she didn't hear it.

In fact, even if Murong Xiu refused, she would not listen to Murong Xiu for the benefit of the Feather Clan.

But Murong Xiu's behavior still made her feel uncomfortable.

However, she didn't show it on the surface, but instead showed a pale smile: "Yes, senior."

At that moment, under the leadership of Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe, Ling Yun flew to Feiyu City.

"By the way, I wonder what the situation is in the Yellow Springs Upper Realm now? Who are the most famous strong men or forces?"

During the flight, Ling Yun took the opportunity to ask.

He decided to go to Feiyu City with Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe. In addition to being interested in the Feather Clan Sword Spirit, he also had an important purpose, which was to take the opportunity to understand the Yellow Springs Upper Realm.

Hearing Ling Yun ask this, Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe were shocked at first, but then they were relieved.

They did not doubt Ling Yun's origin, but thought that Ling Yun had been sealed for too long and did not know about the outside world.

Immediately, they did not hide anything and told Ling Yun the general situation of Huangquan Upper Realm.

There are three major camps in Huangquan Upper Realm, the demon clan, the demon clan and Luofu Mountain.

The leaders of these forces are all at the peak of breaking the void or half-step true soul.

Knowing that the strong men in Huangquan Upper Realm are similar to those in Daluo Upper Realm, Ling Yun was relieved.

Not long after, the three came to a sky city.

This sky city floats ten thousand meters in the sky, and many feather tribes come in and out.

This situation looks quite prosperous.

Murong Xiu sighed, "In the past, our Feather Clan was the overlord of the Yellow Springs Upper Realm, with tens of thousands of cities under its command, but now only Feiyu City is left.

Not only that, Feiyu City can be preserved because of the protection of the Mei Clan."

As they spoke, the three of them came to the gate of Feiyu City.

There was already a line of Feather Clan figures waiting at the gate.

Murong Xiu was a Yuxu Demon Cultivator after all, and he still had some status in Feiyu City.

"I greet the Ninth Elder and Miss Xiaohe."

Among the figures, a handsome young Feather Clan man with an upright figure, wearing armor, flew over and bowed to Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe.

Murong Xiu was not only the Ninth Elder of Feiyu City, but also the younger sister of the Lord of Feiyu City. This person was extraordinary, and other Feather Clan members were respectful to her.

But what he cared about more was Hua Xiaohe.

In the past, Hua Xiaohe was extremely affectionate and admired him when she saw him.

Therefore, when he was talking to Murong Xiu, he looked at Hua Xiaohe with great expectation.

But this look made his heart feel heavy.

Because Hua Xiaohe didn't care about him at all, but was concentrating on talking to a black-clothed boy.

"Guard Tong, you are here?"

Murong Xiu smiled.

"Ninth Elder, the city lord was very anxious when he learned that he was being hunted by the four-armed demon clan, so he received your message saying that you were back safely, and he immediately asked me to come and greet you."

The young feather clan said.

As he said that, he looked at Ling Yun in confusion: "Ninth Elder, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Ling, the distinguished guest I invited to Feiyu City."

Murong Xiu said: "Mr. Ling, this is Tong Guan, the great guard of my Feiyu City, who is a master of Taixu. With him coming to greet us, we can be worry-free."

"Mr. Ling?"

Tong Guan's eyes flashed, "Ninth Elder, I wonder what is the origin of this Mr. Ling?"

Murong Xiu frowned slightly.

It is not polite to ask about the origin of a distinguished guest.

Immediately, Murong Xiu coldly rebuked: "Guard Tong, Mr. Ling is an innate sword spirit, an extraordinary person, you must not be rude to Mr. Ling."

"Innate sword spirit?"

Tong Guan and other feather tribes around were surprised when they heard this.

But then, a sneer flashed in Tong Guan's eyes.

"Ninth Elder, the innate sword spirit is so noble. Even though my Yu Clan was extremely glorious in the past, we only have one sword spirit."

Tong Guan said: "Ninth Elder, you have been practicing in Feiyu City for many years. You don't know that the world outside is dangerous. There are many demons, who are often very good at disguising and deceiving. You can't be careless."

"Guard Tong, Mr. Ling is not someone you can question."

Hua Xiaohe suddenly turned his head and looked at Tong Guan seriously and said: "Today, we were chased by the four-armed demons and fled to the Tianbei Glacier, falling into a desperate situation.

Fortunately, the four-armed demons shattered the glacier, and Mr. Ling happened to be in seclusion under the glacier. He was alarmed by the movement. Mr. Ling expelled the four-armed demons, which saved us from danger.

Mr. Ling can be said to be our benefactor. How can you question Mr. Ling?"

At the beginning, Hua Xiaohe felt that Ling Yun had taken a fancy to her. Although she had to make the decision to sacrifice herself because she wanted to save the sword spirit of the Yu Clan, she still repelled Ling Yun in her heart.

But along the way, as she kept talking to Ling Yun, her feelings towards him kept changing.

She found that when Ling Yun talked to her, the way he looked at her was not like other men, which more or less carried a hint of passion and desire.

This was not because Ling Yun had a problem with his aesthetics.

She was sure that Ling Yun still looked at her with appreciation.

It was just that this was pure appreciation, just as pure as when she looked at flowers.