This ans he knows it all?
Yue Gongnu closed her eyes slightly, wanting to talk about the stone hall, her father, and the Demon Ancestor’s intentions.
Besides, there was her brother.
The Cold Palace Emperor Realm does not keep idle people; even her closest kin, those who are usually normal, may each have problems at critical monts.
"He said if it’s about ’Dao,’ we can listen later."
"And, was big sister Yue rescued by Hallmaster Dao?"
After Yu Zhiwen asked, she said "oh" to herself and replied to the chicken: "Yes."
The Black Chicken paused its clucking and slowly turned its head, glaring with its crossed eyes at Little Yu.
Yu Zhiwen bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and forcefully turned the chicken’s head back front, "... You’re the foolish one."
"Alright."
Yue Gongnu knew too well what Xu Xiaoshou wanted to hear, "About Hallmaster Dao’s process of rescuing in the cold prison, including his behavior and words in the Southern Underworld over six months, every detail, I can tell you all."
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!" The Black Chicken nodded in satisfaction.
"He said that’s great." As soon as Yu Zhiwen spoke, she realized she might not need to have said this.
"He also said not only Hallmaster Dao, but about his father... Phew, chicken!" Yu Zhiwen continued down, her chest trembled with anger, unable to translate, unable to understand a word.
"Emperor Qianshi?" Yue Gongnu seed to know sothing, "Alright."
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!" The Black Chicken nodded again.
"He said that’s great..."
Yu Zhiwen abruptly stopped.
She gently exhaled, expressionlessly stretched her hand to pluck a black feather from the chicken’s wing.
"Cluck—"
The chicken fluttered and took off, croaking in pain, eyes wide with disbelief at the terrifying woman who would pluck its feathers.
"That’s for fooling ."
As soon as Yu Zhiwen spoke, her spiritual senses already caught Li Fuyu’s and big sister Yue’s slightly unusual looks, and her voice imdiately quieted down.
She mumbled, unable to hear the later words clearly.
With a wave of her hand, she quickly grabbed the chicken back, and the Black Chicken shielded its face, blocking the evening glow.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
"He said! He asked big sister Yue if the collection of 21 Fad Swords has always existed since ancient tis, or is it a legend that arose in recent decades; has anyone ever truly gathered them all?" Yu Zhiwen spoke rapidly.
Yue Gongnu smiled at the young girl, without exposing her shyness, directly answering: "The Cold Palace Emperor Realm’s ancient books docunt it as having existed since ancient tis."
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
"He said that’s great... ha." Yu Zhiwen sighed, not acting out this ti:
"He said even if it existed since ancient tis, there are countless talents in the five regions; it’s not necessarily true that no one has ever collected them all."
"And stuck at the present node, the Sword Tower just had an incident, Hu is to return to the Sword Tower, yet wants to enter through the Mystical Gate..."
Yu Zhiwen spoke, and her voice grew heavy.
She put down the Black Chicken, holding it tightly against her chest, evidently aware of sothing, solemnly saying:
"If what the Mystical Gate connects to is the Sword Ancestor’s inheritance, that’s fine."
"But if it connects to the Sword Ancestor’s inheritance within the Sword Tower, even if only a few words differ, your little... Eighth Sword Deity is likely to face trouble."
What?
Li Fuyu’s pupils convulsed, turning her gaze back.
Yue Gongnu also looked towards the peak of Lingyu Mountain, only to see in the Mystical Gate, path energy erupting in torrents like a waterfall cascading down the entire mountain.
Not to ntion Bazhun’an.
Sword Deity Hua, i Siren, Elder Wuyue...
All ancient swordsn, all Spiritual Cultivators, everyone on the mountain bathed in the sacred aura of path energy.
Silhouetted among shadows, as the glow faded.
Behind the Mystical Gate, twelve hanging moon phantom shadows slowly erged, echoing with Lingyu Mountain’s frenzied cheers:
"Sword Tower! It’s the Sword Tower!"
"Look, God of Sword, Gu Louying, is the figure on the rooftop! The inheritance is about to erge!"
Plainly a fortunate event, yet after Xu Xiaoshou spoke.
Mystical Gate, sacred path energy glow, Sword Ancestor’s phantom illusion imagery, all were cloaked in a devilish exterior.
Little brat...
Yue Gongnu instantly understood, imdiately realizing sothing, her heart anxious, stepping forward.
Swish!
Yu Zhiwen acted swiftly, holding the Black Chicken, blocking her way.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
"He said, you can’t go up the mountain!"
Yue Gongnu lifted her gaze to the void.
The Sword Sea buzzed and trembled, the 21 Fad Swords returned after the Mystical Gate opened, Bazhun’an no longer focusing on the foot of the hill, also gazed at the Sword Ancestor’s phenonon suddenly arising behind the Mystical Gate.
"He..."
Yue Gongnu’s body tensed, speaking with forced intensity.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
"He said, trust ." Yu Zhiwen’s expression was solemn.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
The Black Chicken spoke, correcting Little Yu’s mistake.
Yu Zhiwen then hugged the big fat chicken, back turned, blocking the mountain’s mystical gateway glow imagery, shielded before Yue Gongnu, softly saying:
"He said, trust us."
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