Chapter 106: This Little Girl Has Excellent Taste!

Upon hearing Jiang Yan's words, Sword Venerable Wuji's face instantly turned ashen, as if he had been slapped across the face in public.

He, a grand and highly respected Sword Venerable of the cultivation world, had actually been called a "shameless wretch" by this wet-behind-the-ears brat?

This was the ultimate insult!

"You... you bastards! Today, either leave the Moxie Sword behind, or... leave your lives!"

Sword Venerable Wuji's voice carried an uncontrollable fury. His pressure swept outward like a violent tempest, his eyes flashing with greed for the Moxie Sword and utter contempt for the two before him.

His gaze swept over the shattered fragments of the Wuji Sword on the ground, the fire of his rage burning even hotter.

As long as this kid handed over the Moxie Sword, it would be equivalent to voluntarily relinquishing ownership. In that case, the sword would have no reason to intervene, right?

Thus, he could slaughter these two here without any hesitation.

As an early-stage Integration Realm cultivator, he had long since discerned that the boy was merely an early Nascent Soul rookie.

As for the little girl who looked to be about six years old, she had no aura of cultivation whatsoever, clearly having not yet embarked on the path of cultivation.

Hmph, offending him meant only one thing: death!

*Pfft...*

Under this sudden, crushing pressure, Jiang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

"Brother Yan, are you alright?"

Yunyun's voice was laced with anxiety, her eyes filled with deep concern.

Jiang Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with difficulty, "I'm... fine."

He turned his gaze to Yunyun, only to find to his surprise that she was completely unharmed, as if that terrifying pressure were nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing past her face.

However, he wasn't entirely surprised.

Yunyun was no ordinary person; she was the Phoenix Goddess!

Besides, that Mo Rongyun seemed to be incredibly powerful...

Right then, Yunyun tightly grasped Jiang Yan's hand. A warm energy quietly flowed into his body—a small portion of her divine power that she was transferring to him.

Jiang Yan felt a warm current coursing through his body, and the injuries he had sustained from the pressure miraculously healed.

Yunyun asked with concern, "Brother Yan, how do you feel now?"

"Incredible! Thanks, little girl!"

The atmosphere between Jiang Yan and Yunyun turned incredibly warm.

However, Sword Venerable Wuji's cold laughter shattered the silence. "Hahaha! You must be suffering terribly right now. Just hand over the Moxie Sword, and this Venerable might consider sparing your lives."

Jiang Yan rubbed his ear, a playful smirk playing on his lips. "Old man, why don't you call out to the Moxie Sword and see if it's willing to follow you?"

The Moxie Sword seemed to understand Jiang Yan's words. It eagerly flew to his side and rubbed against him affectionately.

"Moxie Sword, do you really choose that brat as your master? In what way is he better than me? Is his cultivation higher than mine?" Sword Venerable Wuji asked, unwilling to accept this.

Hearing this, Yunyun's eyes flashed with mockery. "Old man, you dare compare yourself to my Brother Yan? In terms of looks, my Brother Yan is a handsome man who charms all living beings. In terms of talent, my Brother Yan is a once-in-a-millennium genius. The Moxie Sword is so smart, of course it knows how to choose!"

Praised so highly by Yunyun, Jiang Yan felt a surge of secret delight, his lips curving upward. *See? I really am that awesome! This little girl certainly has great taste!*

After all this talking, Sword Venerable Wuji finally realized something was amiss. Under his oppressive pressure, how were these two completely unharmed and chatting so casually?

Seething with rage, he couldn't help but demand, "Why are you unaffected by my pressure?"

"Blehh, not telling you!" Yunyun made a face at him.

Sword Venerable Wuji's patience was finally exhausted. A ruthless gleam flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "Since you refuse to take the easy way out, don't blame this Venerable for being ruthless!"

Before his voice could fade, countless thick, thorny vines materialized in his palms, lunging toward Jiang Yan and Yunyun like venomous serpents.

Jiang Yan's eyes narrowed. Reacting instantly, he gathered blazing fireballs in his palms and thrust them violently toward the incoming vines.

At the same time, Yunyun refused to be outdone. She also conjured fireballs, but hers were an eerie blue, seeming to possess a consciousness of their own as they nimbly chased down and incinerated the vines.

The duo's attacks coordinated flawlessly. Under their combined force, the once-fearsome, flailing vines withered and burned to ashes, losing all offensive capability.

Seeing this, Sword Venerable Wuji's expression changed drastically. These vines were mutated specimens he had painstakingly cultivated; how could they be defeated so easily by ordinary flames?

Watching his vines retreat in utter defeat, he hastily withdrew them, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Your name is Moxie, right? What exactly can you do? Can you beat that old man?" Jiang Yan asked, turning his head to the Moxie Sword beside him.

The Moxie Sword vibrated gently, as if responding to his question. Then, it suddenly sliced across Jiang Yan's hand, leaving a shallow bloody scratch.

The blade trembled slightly, seemingly tasting the blood seeping from Jiang Yan's wound with excitement.

A flash of sword light gleamed, and the words "Contract Established" flashed in Jiang Yan's mind.

Following that, a pleasant, youthful voice echoed in his mind: *Master, your blood smells so sweet.*

*Moxie?* Jiang Yan called out, somewhat uncertainly.

*Master, it's me!* Moxie's voice carried a hint of pride.

"..."

This was the first time Jiang Yan had ever been so passive. This broken sword had actually claimed him as its master just like that.

*Master, I can feel your emotions. I'm sorry, I was just a bit impatient,* Moxie's voice sounded in his mind, carrying a trace of apology.

"Hmph, you certainly know how to play innocent! Cut the crap, let's deal with that bad old man first!"

*As you command!*

Excitement bubbled in the sword's voice.

Sword Venerable Wuji never expected that in such a short span of time, the Moxie Sword would initiate the master-recognition process on its own! This unexpected turn of events caught him completely off guard, throwing his original plans into utter disarray.

Since things had come to this, he had no choice but to kill the boy first, then force the Moxie Sword to recognize a new master.

However, before he could make a move, the Moxie Sword shot toward him like a bolt of lightning.

A cold, piercing light flowed along the blade, and its tip was so sharp it seemed capable of tearing through the void.

Sword Venerable Wuji hastily executed his movement technique to dodge, but the Moxie Sword followed him like a shadow, refusing to let go.

It quickly turned into a game of cat and mouse where he fled, it pursued, and escape was utterly impossible.

Jiang Yan gathered his metal, lightning, and fire spiritual energy, unleashing his ultimate move—the "Fatal Strike" skill.

Several sharp sword beams shot toward Sword Venerable Wuji.

Caught in this wave of indiscriminate attacks, and not expecting Jiang Yan to strike so suddenly, Sword Venerable Wuji was instantly slashed in multiple places by the sword qi, blood gushing from his wounds.

He hurriedly activated his protective barrier, barely managing to withstand the residual shockwaves of the sword qi, though his face was now as pale as paper.

Yet, just as he thought he could catch his breath, the Moxie Sword flashed. It swiftly penetrated the barrier and pierced straight through Sword Venerable Wuji's heart.

*Swish! Swish! Swish!*

The gold sword beams unleashed by Jiang Yan, crackling with lightning and fire, also stabbed into Sword Venerable Wuji's body one after another.

*Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!*

Sword Venerable Wuji spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession and collapsed stiffly to the ground.

Before he even had a chance to get back up, the Moxie Sword began to drain his blood in broad daylight...

In the blink of an eye, Sword Venerable Wuji was reduced to a withered corpse!

Jiang Yan watched in dumbfounded silence. What on earth was this Moxie Sword?

What the hell, was this sword actually a vampire in disguise?

Was it too late for him to regret becoming its master?

"Yay! The Moxie Sword is awesome! That despicable, shameless bad old man who bullied Brother Yan is finally dead!"

Yunyun cheered and jumped for joy at the side.

Jiang Yan pressed a hand to his forehead. Did this little girl not realize how dangerous this sword actually was?