【Immortal Destiny】(Part 4, Chapter 260)

Chapter 260 A Divine Sword with Character A

sudden change occurred. Even with Qin Jing and the others' swift movements, they couldn't

keep as Ling Shuixiang was injured, but fortunately, her life seemed to be out of danger.

Although Cen Zhu harbored resentment towards Ling Shuixiang, seeing her beauty faded, she felt no joy.

She felt the divine sword was simply toying with them. With its power, that single strike could have killed Ling

Shuixiang, yet it only injured her, not killed her.

This divine sword was truly strange!

Being outmatched, Cen Zhu had no choice but to admit defeat. She wouldn't stubbornly insist on a fight to the death. Forcing herself to temporarily

ignore Ling Shuixiang's terrifying face, she softly said, "Senior's Daoist arts are profound, far beyond our reach.

Although we were wrong to trespass on your quiet cultivation place, you have already punished us. Could you please let us leave?" Although only Ling Shuixiang was being punished,

it was still a punishment. Did everyone have to be branded before they could leave?

Qin Jing frowned slightly. It was indeed unwise to fight a direct confrontation when the enemy was strong and he was weak. His cultivation was already extremely high, but unfortunately,

he was no match for this legendary divine sword. However, true cultivation required perseverance and diligent practice.

If the Proud Snow Sword insisted on toying with them, what did it matter if they exhausted all their strength? This was the nature of defying the heavens in cultivation;

only those who persevered in dire straits could achieve the Great Dao and live as long as the heavens.

"This little girl is quite eloquent, much better than the other one. Fine! You can leave, but

only if you agree to one condition."

Ling Shuixiang was furious, though unwilling, she dared not say more, and could only watch the ugly woman

fawn over her.

Cen Zhu was naturally delighted to be able to leave smoothly and quickly said, "Senior, please speak."

"If any of you can pull me out, I will let you go freely." With that, the previously boiling

lava instantly turned into yellow earth, and the Proud Snow Divine Sword plunged into the yellow earth from mid-air, leaving only the hilt.

Cen Zhu and Qin Jing exchanged glances for a few breaths, deciding that Qin Jing, with the highest cultivation level, would lead the charge.

Unfortunately, from Qin Jing down, neither Xuan Yuanche nor Chu Tianyun could budge it in the slightest.

Next, it was Ling Shuixiang's turn.

But before she even approached the Proud Snow Sword, a sharp sword aura slashed at her from the air. She was in so much pain that she wanted to

curse , but she was also afraid of the divine sword's overwhelming power, and could only suffer internal injuries from anger.

"I said, you ungrateful woman, don't come near me. I hate you the most. I'm afraid I might lose

my temper and kill you." The Proud Snow Sword's tone was full of disdain.

Ling Shuixiang's hands clenched tightly in her long sleeves. She hated this broken sword to death. The humiliation she had suffered in her life was

greater than today.

Since she hadn't seen Ling Shuixiang's expression during the previous attack, Cen Zhu didn't quite understand why the Divine Sword

was targeting Ling Shuixiang. However, she had never liked that woman anyway, so she didn't bother to investigate. But

so far no one could move the Divine Sword even an inch, and Ling Shuixiang couldn't get close, so only she remained. Was she

their last chance?

Bearing immense pressure, Cen Zhu approached step by step.

When her jade-like hand lightly touched the hilt of the sword, a sudden tremor ran through the world.

Qin Jing and the others quickly activated their defenses, while Cen Zhu, who had touched the Divine Sword, felt a beam of light

burst . For a moment, she could barely open her eyes. When she finally managed to open them, the sword was already in her hand.

It was drawn?! The Proud Snow Sword was actually drawn just like that? She hadn't even exerted any effort...

Cen Zhu was stunned for a moment, blinked hard a few more times, and pinched her cheek. "Success!!"

Wasn't this too easy? It felt like the divine sword had jumped into her hand on its own. Could it be that it got tired of playing with them and wanted to

let them go, so it used this method? The divine sword really had a personality.

Qin Jing, Xuan Yuanche, Chu Tianyun, and the others were all genuinely happy, while Ling Shuixiang was genuinely jealous,

angry , and resentful.

She kept cursing in her heart, "A bitch deserves a broken sword, ptooey! Even if it were given to her, she wouldn't want it!!

" "Woman, since you successfully pulled me out, you are my destined one. I will keep my promise and let you leave."

"Thank you, senior."

Cen Zhu released the longsword, intending to let it return to mid-air. But even though her five fingers were fully open and she wasn't holding the longsword at all,

why did the hilt seem to be stuck to her hand? What was going on? "Senior?"

"Hmm?" A deep male response came from the sword in her hand. It sounded like a soothing murmur, or

a gentle .

This sound emanated from a sharp divine sword, leaving Cen Zhu somewhat dumbfounded. It was as if the once domineering war god

had suddenly transformed into a lover whispering sweet nothings on her pillow—uh…it was all so unsettling. But strange as it was, Cen Zhu

naturally wouldn't challenge its authority while it was showing such mercy. She still respectfully said, "Senior, we shall

depart now." Meaning, the divine sword could also leave.

"Hmm, let's go!"

"Yes." She wanted to say, "Senior, please take care," but given its cultivation level, it wouldn't matter how careless it was, so Cen

Zhu didn't waste any more words.

One step, two steps…until the hundredth step, the Proud Snow Divine Sword was still in her hand.

Cen Zhu's lips twitched slightly. What was going on with this divine sword? Did it intend to just follow her like this? No way?!

An ancient divine sword wouldn't be this bored, would it?! Wait, it really does look pretty boring!!!

Cen Zhu, utterly helpless, could only whisper to Qin Jing, "Master, the divine sword is still in my hands. What's

going on?"

"What? I'm in your hands, and you're still not happy?" The long sword in her hand suddenly flashed. Though it had no

face, one could almost see its angry, glaring expression.

Cen Zhu inwardly cursed. Its power was profound; even whispering might not be discreet. She quickly explained,

"Senior misunderstands. I was just afraid of delaying your business, so I asked."

"Hmph! Since you're my destined one, my business is your business, and your business is my business

!"

The words of the Proud Snow Sword gave Cen Zhu an increasingly headache. What did this mean? Did it mean that one person's business had become two people's business?

A destined one?! But did they even have that kind of relationship? She sighed inwardly. How could she have provoked such a

temperamental divine weapon? She wanted to cry. Sigh, could she not be the destined one of the divine sword?!

Qin Jing sensed that Ao Xuejian seemed to want to follow Cen Zhu. Though his expression remained calm, his heart was filled with mixed feelings of joy and worry.

What pleases her is that her disciple is the destined owner of the ancient divine sword, so in the future no one will be able to

harm her, and she will have more opportunities to attain the Great Dao. What worries her is that this divine sword has a rather "personality", and if something

goes wrong, it may cause her to get into trouble that she can't get rid of.

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