C938 (2/2)
”Lord Immortal?” When the Sword Saint sensed the aura from Ye Ling's body, he actually didn't dare believe it, because it was the power of the Immortal World's Lord, Haotian.
It was precisely because of Haotian's attack that the Sword Saint was unable to succeed in one strike. This was also the reason why Ye Ling was not afraid of the Sword Saint.
When Sword Saint had appeared, he had sensed the power of Haotian and was ready to make a move. Thus, with his back facing Sword Saint, he had secretly interacted with Haotian to understand the unknown nature of this world's borders and the Sea of Darkness.
That was why Ye Ling was so calm, he had long planned for this to happen, and was not afraid of the threat of the Sword Saint.
”Sword Saint, you don't even put me in your eyes?”
From Ye Ling's body, came a voice that belonged to Haotian. In his eyes, the Sword Saint was not worth much. With him protecting Ye Ling, the Sword Saint could only stand aside.
In the distance, Emperor Huang and the others, upon seeing that Ye Ling was safe and sound, heard Haotian's voice from within their bodies.
The Sword Saint who was behind Ye Ling, even though he hated Ye Ling millions of times in his heart, he did not dare act rashly in front of Haotian.
”Lord Celestial Lord, my daughter does need Ye Ling to save her. I was forced to teach her a lesson.”
Sword Saint frowned, he cupped his fists and bowed towards Hao Tian who was inside Ye Ling's body, then looked at Ye Ling with a strange expression, as though he was not willing to let go.
”Humph!”
”Sword Lord, don't try to force your way through me! If I hadn't made my move, Ye Ling would have been cut into two by your sword! Do you think I would have been stupid enough to do that?”
In the face of the Sword Saint's words, Haotian actually let out a cold snort of rage, angrily denouncing the Sword Saint.
”Celestial sovereign, why did you speak up for him?”
”My daughter must be resurrected. I hope celestial sovereign can help me!”
He still did not compromise when faced with the attitude of the celestial sovereign, because his daughter had to live on. Even if she was his enemy, he would not let Ye Ling go.
”Sword Saint, you will always have this stubborn temper!”
”I will plead with you about this matter, but if you dare to go against Ye Ling, don't blame me for being merciless!”
Haotian understood the Sword Saint's personality too well, so no one should think of obstructing him. If he forced the Sword Saint into a corner, it would definitely backfire on him.
”Then... ”Thank you, celestial sovereign.”
Hearing Haotian's reprimand, the Sword Saint's expression turned unnatural. He had never begged anyone, nor would he lower his head to anyone.
Even in front of the Immortal World's Lord, Haotian, he only clasped his fists and indicated that he was a straightforward person who didn't know how to disguise himself.
Everything was because of face, after all, Sword Saint was respected by everyone, and had long adapted to the scene of being praised high and mighty, making him lower himself to beg Ye Ling, it was simply not comparable to ascending to the sky.
”Senior Haotian, are you betraying me?”
Hearing that Hao Tian had actually agreed to the Sword Saint's request, Ye Ling frowned, and turned to look at him, purposely asking Hao Tian.
”This...?”
Being suddenly asked by Ye Ling, Haotian was caught unprepared. After all, this matter still required Ye Ling to make a decision.
The Sword Saint's face became ugly, he looked at Ye Ling and asked: ”Do you still remember that Mo Qi?”
”Mo Qi?”
”Isn't he from the dark race?” Seems like he was killed by me in the palace mausoleum, why are you bringing him up? ”
Hearing the name Mo Qi, Ye Ling naturally remembered it in his heart. It was because of the appearance of Mo Qi that he knew about the existence of the Darkness clan.
”You actually dare to say that out loud?”
”Wan Ting was killed by Mo Qi, do you think this matter has anything to do with you?”
The Sword Saint was immediately enraged. If it were not for Ye Ling's carelessness and the calamity Mo Qi had caused, how could Jian Wan Ting have died?
So, in the end, this matter was still's fault, and his daughter was heavily injured while saving Ye Ling. Otherwise, she wouldn't have died so easily.
”What?” After hearing what the Sword Saint said, Ye Ling's expression suddenly changed. He retreated a few steps and stared at the Sword Saint with wide eyes.
The words of the Sword Saint could not be faked, because Ye Ling knew that it was indeed possible for Mo Qi to have deliberately faked her death. Mo Qi had the ability to not die, so if she wanted to hide it from, it was naturally not something that Ye Ling could detect.
The current Ye Ling's heart was in turmoil, he was unable to calm his emotions. Jian Wanting's death was indeed related to him, if it wasn't for him being careless, how could Mo Qi have gotten the upper hand?
”Ye Ling, looks like this matter is indeed related to you, since there is a reason, why not agree to the Sword Lord?”
Hearing this, Haotian was helpless. In terms of right and wrong, no matter who was in the wrong, there was no meaning. The most important thing was for the dead to be the masters.
Jian Wan Ting had no ill intentions towards Ye Ling, so if Ye Ling did not agree to the Sword Saint's request, then he would be a heartless, narrow-minded person.
Emperor Huang and Nie Hun nodded their heads slightly. Since Haotian had come forward to be the peacemaker, this matter could naturally be resolved easily.
”Then how is the sword technique and the marriage resolved?”
Ye Ling fell into silence, just as she was hesitating, Qin Si walked forward, looking at the Sword Saint, she asked her about what she was most concerned about.
If he saved Jian Wan Ting and forced Ye Ling to marry his daughter, wouldn't her efforts be in vain?
There had to be a first come first serve. She, Qin Sisi, did not want anyone to beat her to it.
Ye Ling, Emperor Huang and the rest frowned, Qin Si had asked a good question, which was also what they were most worried about.