Ling Tian Sword God

As Ling Chen and Ling Chen were observing Princess Mingzhu, the latter suddenly looked over in Ling Chen’s direction, her slightly exotic beautiful eyes suddenly stirring up a ripple.

This ripple spread from Princess Mingzhu’s eyes into the void, as if it were a hook, attempting to draw Ling Chen’s soul out.

However, Ling Chen stood still, merely unleashing his Sword Intent slightly, cutting off all interference, unaffected.

"Interesting lad, who is he?"

Princess Mingzhu’s beautiful eyes showed a hint of light. She was the daughter of the Wind Empress, born with a seductive constitution; how could a mere young man remain indifferent?

"He is Ling Chen. In this Ninth Flow Conference, he defeated the King of Snowy Night and was titled Ten Thousand Swords King. Next to him is Heavenly Eye King Ling Yin."

Holy Heart Queen whispered beside her.

"So he’s a newly risen Youth King."

The light in Princess Mingzhu’s beautiful eyes intensified further, her mouth curled into a arc, "I’ve heard his name before; he and Wei Wuxian have certainly made a prominent appearance at this Ninth Flow Conference."

"If we can bring him back to the sect, he can cultivate an excellent next generation for our Divine Female Sect."

As she said this, the smile on Princess Mingzhu’s face appeared somewhat icy.

"Ling Chen is a disciple of Lingyue Island; his master is Shen Bingxin." Holy Heart Queen reminded softly.

"Lingyue Island, Shen Bingxin, not a weak backing. Seems like we’ll have to act secretly."

Princess Mingzhu said lightly.

Holy Heart Queen was slightly taken aback, confirming that Princess Mingzhu was indeed audacious. Despite knowing that Ling Chen is Shen Bingxin’s disciple, she still harbored intentions. But then again, over the years, the other party frequently did dark deeds snatching talents, most of whom were tormented to death by Princess Mingzhu.

But with Divine Female Sect and the Wind Empress as backing, Princess Mingzhu naturally operated without fear.

"The women of Divine Female Sect are indeed not to be trifled with. Best to keep distance from them in the future."

Ling Chen sensed something peculiar; just now, Princess Mingzhu’s gaze at him clearly held a hint of aggression, yet it vanished in the blink of an eye.

Shifting his gaze away from the members of Divine Female Sect, Ling Chen’s eyes fell upon the people of Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao.

This time, the Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao sent powerful figures, ones at Elder Level, no less formidable than Divine Female Sect and Sword Casting Villa.

Ling Chen didn’t pay much attention to others, his sight scanning the crowd before settling on the striking silhouette in white.

It was the Xuannv.

"She really came."

Ling Chen’s eyes brightened; though he guessed she might come, it was merely speculation, yet she indeed showed up.

"Brother Ling Chen, do you want to go up and greet her?"

Ling Yin, detecting Ling Chen’s joy, also spoke, "But she might not acknowledge us."

"Forget it, let’s not crowd around."

Ling Chen shook his head but soon flicked his palm outward, True Qi circulating, drawing forth a cluster of vibrant flowers, which Ling Chen held.

"However, greetings should still be exchanged."

With a smile curling his lips, Ling Chen sent the flowers out.

For Ling Chen, who could drive Flying Swords, controlling the trajectory of a bunch of flowers was naturally effortless. The bouquet flew to Xuannv’s front and halted.

"Boring."

Xuannv glanced briefly at the distant Ling Chen, but with a wave of her hand, shattered the bouquet into fragments.

At this point, a female Elder of Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao followed Xuannv’s gaze, looking toward Ling Chen, furrowing her brow, "Xuan’er, who is that?"

Xuannv shook her head, "Elder need not mind, just a wanderer."

After returning to Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao, she originally intended to inquire Mythical Elder about her name and Ling Chen, yet the Mythical Elder had gone traveling, so she confided in Elder Len, with whom she always shared a close relation.

The other advised her not to concern herself with past matters, even if Ling Chen was once someone dear to her; he likely wasn’t. It might be due to Ling Chen that she suffered so, losing her memory.

Since they were painful memories, losing them meant losing them, utterly unnecessary to retrieve them.

Even her master, Mythical Elder, claimed that upon their first meeting, she was in extremely poor condition, as if abandoned. He told her not to dwell on past events.

Her current identity was Xuantian Saintess of Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao, merely needing to remember this, which sufficed.

"Good, remember your identity, do not do unnecessary things." Elder Len said coldly.

"Yes, Elder Len."

Xuannv nodded slightly, responding.

"Unappreciative woman."

Seeing the flowers sent by Ling Chen crumble to dust, Ling Yin felt a bit agitated, preparing to step forward, but was stopped by Ling Chen.

"Forget it, don’t stir trouble."

Ling Chen shook his head; Xuannv’s cold attitude was within his expectations. After all, she was completely indifferent toward him, considering him a passerby; such a reaction was normal.

He was not in a rush.

After Divine Female Sect and Great Mysterious Heavenly Dao arrived, other sects such as Desolate Fire City, Taiqing Palace, Cloud Mud Temple, and so forth appeared in succession, halting around the Immortal Medicinal Garden area.

"Members of Lingyue Island are here as well."

At this moment, Ling Chen suddenly looked up, seeing figures in blue streak through the sky not far away. These people exuded gentle yet powerful auras.

However, Ling Chen’s gaze was swiftly drawn to a woman whose aura was cold as snow—the arrival was none other than Shen Bingxin.

"Greetings, Master."

Ling Chen was mildly surprised, didn’t expect Shen Bingxin to come personally, and hurriedly bowed and greeted her.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Ling Chen!"

Upon seeing Ling Chen, the Lingyue Island disciples also cupped their hands, a trace of respect evident in their gazes towards Ling Chen. Ling Chen being titled Ten Thousand Swords King and joining Youth Kings had long spread across Lingyue Island. Now, Ling Chen undoubtedly transcended the Free and Unrestrained Marquis, becoming the spiritual leader among Lingyue Island disciples.

Even though Ling Chen’s entry into the sect was fairly recent, he had already become a source of pride for Lingyue Island disciples; the prestigious Ten Thousand Swords King was their senior brother. Lingyue Island hadn’t seen a disciple join Youth Kings for quite some time.

"Why didn’t you return to the sect once after the Ninth Flow Conference ended? Hmm? Your cultivation..."

Shen Bingxin looked at Ling Chen, her beautiful eyes shining slightly. She could see Ling Chen had reached the Sky Apex Realm Ninth Level, achieving considerable advancement in cultivation.