Chapter 215: The Kiss Was Worth King Grade
Damian was now moving through the area, searching for Cassandra.
As for the five cultivators, he did not care.
He did not even know what happened to them after he left.
Even if he knew, he would only shrug.
What did that have to do with him?
After all, it was their own damn fault.
After searching for a while, Damian finally sensed a familiar, sharp, and clean Qi.
His lips curved. "Finally found you, Cassandra."
Not far ahead, Cassandra Valeria stood near a ruined stone pillar, her black hair moving lightly in the sword mist.
Her expression was calm, elegant, and cold, as if the entire [Core Sword Domain] was only another quiet garden to her.
The moment she noticed Damian approaching, her brows slowly furrowed. "Why are you here again?"
Damian placed one hand on his chest. "Cassandra, your words wound me. I crossed danger, blood, blades, and ugly men just to return to you."
Cassandra looked at him silently. "That sounds like something you enjoyed."
Damian blinked. "A little."
Her gaze became colder. "Damian."
Damian looked confused. "What?"
Cassandra’s voice lowered. "Stop flirting with me all the time. Even if I am weaker than you, I’ll make sure you regret it."
Damian sighed dramatically. "So cruel. I brought you a gift, and this is how you treat me?"
Cassandra’s expression changed slightly. "A gift?"
Damian raised his hand and took out the [Queen Sword] from his spatial ring.
HUMM...
The silver-black curved blade released a cold Imperial Metal aura.
Its shape carried the elegance of a jian and the cutting power of a saber, clean, sharp, proud, and flawless.
For the first time, Cassandra’s calm eyes moved.
She stared at the sword.
The [Queen Sword] trembled faintly, as if also studying her.
A long silence passed.
Cassandra slowly reached out, but stopped before touching it. "Top-Rank Royal Grade Sword... and also such strong Metal Qi and sword intent. This must have a special type of sword intent."
Damian smiled. "Of course. For you, I chose the best of the best. Fortunately enough, it’s also shaped exactly how you like it."
Cassandra glanced at him. "You remembered?"
"Of course." Damian leaned closer shamelessly. "I remember everything beautiful women tell me."
Her lips tightened. "You ruin every decent moment with your mouth."
Damian chuckled. "Not ruin, my beautiful woman. Improve."
Cassandra stared at him for several breaths.
At last, she took the [Queen Sword].
The moment her fingers touched the hilt, Imperial Metal sword Qi wrapped around her hand like a silver crown.
HUMM!
A Royal Grade sword could feel a person’s temperament the more it touched its wielder.
The [Queen Sword] already knew what kind of person Damian was.
For the sake of finding a wielder she wanted, the proud sword had endured him and accepted his help.
Thankfully, the moment the [Queen Sword] touched Cassandra, it immediately understood what kind of woman she was.
Cassandra was cold, proud, elegant, and sharp, and although she was wounded, she was unbroken.
That was why the sword accepted her.
Cassandra’s eyes softened for only a tiny instant.
A second later, she suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Damian’s collar, and kissed him.
The kiss lasted only a breath before Cassandra let go.
Damian froze.
He had never expected this to happen.
Cassandra’s face remained cold, but her ears were faintly red. Only a few low words came out of her mouth. "That’s your payment."
Damian slowly touched his lips.
A brilliant smile spread across his face. "Can I give you another sword and get another kiss?"
Cassandra raised the [Queen Sword] toward his throat. "Push your luck, and I’ll pay with this slash instead."
Damian laughed softly. "Fine, fine. I’m just kidding."
His eyes curved with shameless satisfaction. "Still, your lips taste kind of nice."
Cassandra’s grip on the sword tightened.
The [Queen Sword] released a cold hum, as if agreeing with its new owner’s killing intent.
HUMM...
Damian immediately raised both hands. "Alright, alright. I’ll stop."
Cassandra looked at him coldly. "You said that too late."
Damian coughed lightly and changed the topic with impressive speed. "Anyway, do you like the sword?"
Cassandra lowered her gaze to the [Queen Sword].
The Imperial Metal aura around the blade slowly settled, becoming calm and obedient in her hand.
For a woman as restrained as Cassandra, she did not show much emotion.
However, Damian could still see it.
She liked it.
Very much.
Cassandra’s fingers brushed lightly across the blade. "It is... suitable."
Damian clicked his tongue. "Only suitable? I nearly got robbed by five ugly men for this thing."
Cassandra looked at him. "You look unharmed."
Damian pointed at his chest. "My heart was hurt."
Cassandra’s expression did not change. "Good."
Damian stared at her for a moment. "Cold woman."
Cassandra’s lips moved slightly, almost like she wanted to smile, but the expression disappeared too quickly to catch. "Shameless man."
Damian’s mood became even better.
The next moment, the system screen appeared before his eyes.
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[Gift Target: Cassandra Valeria]
[Gift: Top-Rank Royal Grade [Queen Sword]]
[Multiplier: 200×]
[Extreme Multiplier Reward Triggered]
[Return Reward: King Grade Sword Art - [Five Elemental Sovereign Sword Scripture]]
[Chapter Obtained: Metal Sovereign Chapter]
[Additional Reward: 10 Years of Peerless Comprehension]
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Damian’s eyes widened.
"Holy shit."
He had not expected Cassandra to give him an extreme reward.
It needed to be known that only his disciple, Violetta, his first treasure chest, had given him something like this before.
Damian slowly looked at Cassandra.
His eyes shone with greed, excitement, and disbelief all at once.
"Damn, Cassandra... you really are a treasure chest."
Cassandra noticed his strange gaze almost instantly.
Her brows slowly drew together. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Damian blinked, then immediately placed one hand over his heart. "Because I suddenly realized your value is beyond imagination."
Cassandra’s expression became colder. "That does not sound like praise."
"It is praise," Damian said seriously. "Very sincere praise."
Cassandra looked at him with obvious suspicion. "You are thinking something shameless again."
Damian coughed lightly. "That is slander."
Her grip on the [Queen Sword] tightened slightly.
The silver-black blade released a faint hum.
HUMM...
Damian immediately raised both hands. "Fine, fine. Maybe a little shameless, but nothing bad."
Cassandra stared at him for a few breaths before looking away.