All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Chapter 407 - 252 The First Mutual Testing Between Two Female Disciples_3

"What is ’Devouring Heaven’?"

Mo Li’s gaze slowly retracted, converging to a single point deep within her eyes. She sheathed her longsword, turned away from Xiao Ruoching, and said indifferently, "The Sword Maiden has returned."

Xiao Ruoching looked into the distance. Her features softened, a smile blooming on her face and unfolding layer by layer as she watched the Sword Maiden wave a greeting. She, too, sheathed her longsword.

Taking a deep breath, her long eyelashes trembling, accompanied by the CLANG of the longsword entering its scabbard, she said gently, "Li Zijun is missing."

"..."

Mo Li’s shoulders shook for a moment before gradually becoming calm again.

The Sword Maiden’s eyes blinked, and she looked at Mo Li and Xiao Ruoching with a gentle vulnerability, halting her steps.

Seeing the two with their backs to her, she seemed to make a decision and walked over to them.

Approaching the pair, she took Xiao Ruoching’s small hand with her left and Mo Li’s hand with her right, and walked forward with them.

Feeling the warmth and softness in her palms, a broad smile spread across the Sword Maiden’s face.

Xiao Ruoching bit her thin lips, her fingers intertwining with the Sword Maiden’s, tightening her grasp.

Mo Li did likewise. Her sleeves slowly descended, revealing her jade-like fingers, their nails painted crimson.

Thus, the three of them, facing the wind, gradually disappeared from the Sword-Cleansing Pool.

The Soul Palace was circular in shape, like the heavens, with three levels. Each level had four staircases, each with nine steps, and in the center of the top level was a circular stone.

The Grand Hall was divided into three sections: one for Inner Sect Disciples, one for Direct Disciples, and one for the Sect Leader and the Elders.

Walking into the Grand Hall, numerous soul lamps flickered with slender flames as the three proceeded towards the depths of the hall.

An elderly man sat silently, his hair gray, his slightly cloudy eyes gently closed. Beside him sat a woman—Wenren Pingxin.

Hearing the footsteps of the three and seeing them hand in hand, Wenren Pingxin’s elegant brows lifted slightly in surprise, but she still said, "Three martial nieces, this is the Sect Leader."

Upon seeing this, Xiao Ruoching and her companions knelt to the ground, seemingly feeling a gaze wandering over them.

Then, laughter and mild rebuke reached their ears, "That fifth lad of mine sure knows how to pick disciples. Let this old man have a look."

"Ah, tsk tsk, an Innate Taoist Body."

"This one is even more incredible, a natural-born sword cultivator! A Sword Three Body?"

"Hmm... This one..."

Shangguan Wendao’s eyes suddenly sharpened, scrutinizing the Sword Maiden, whose face had turned pale from tension.

Standing up, he walked over, looked at the Sword Maiden, and muttered, "Eh? How strange?"

"Truly strange..."

Wenren Pingxin frowned, unsure of what Shangguan Wendao was doing, and quickly rose and said, "Master, the Sword Maiden is mute and cannot speak."

"And her..."

Before she could finish, she saw Shangguan Wendao furrowing his brows, then he addressed the Sword Maiden, "Girl, lift your head."

"..."

The Sword Maiden’s face turned deathly pale. She swallowed hard, looking nervously at Shangguan Wendao.

A myriad of complex thoughts flooded her mind. Could it be because I lack talent that the Ancestor is dissatisfied with me?

A look of disappointment appeared on the Sword Maiden’s face, her fragile body shaking slightly as if she was about to faint.

Just then, jade-like arms from her left and right reached out to steady her teetering form. Xiao Ruoching and Mo Li faced Shangguan Wendao and said, "Ancestor Shangguan, the Sword Maiden has a rather weak constitution; any disrespect is unintended, please excuse her."

"..."

Shangguan Wendao laughed heartily, stroking his beard and looking the three of them up and down. He chuckled, "Interesting, very interesting."

"You three girls are indeed interesting."

"..."

Shortly after, with a gesture into the void, three streams of Spiritual Energy lifted the women. He said, "Mute girl, this old man wants to ask, were you born mute?"

Seemingly encouraged by her two senior sisters, the Sword Maiden’s face slowly blossomed with a blush.

She thought carefully for a moment before shaking her head, indicating that she didn’t know.

Shangguan Wendao stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at Wenren Pingxin, and said softly, "My dear girl, do you know of a certain constitution? No, it shouldn’t be called a constitution."

"It’s a type of destiny, hmm, called the True Word Life Pattern?"

"..."

Wenren Pingxin furrowed her brows; she had never heard of such a constitution.

Shangguan Wendao’s mouth curved with profound meaning as he continued softly, "This old man had no prior knowledge of this life pattern either; it was only during my travels in the South Wind Ancient Country that I chanced upon some texts."

"It was recorded that within Confucian Cultivation, there exists a type of natural constitution: their words command laws, their voice is like thunder, their intent manifests as power, and their utterances become great Dao maxims..."

"Such a constitution is extremely rare, perhaps even intolerable by the secular world. While it holds little special significance for Daoist Cultivation, if one were to practice the orthodox Confucian Dao, it would be the most terrifying constitution in the world!"

"Only—"

Shangguan Wendao suddenly snapped back to the present, his eyes narrowing at the Sword Maiden as he said softly, "Mute girl, this old man asks you, who is your birth father?"

The Sword Maiden’s eyes clearly showed panic, her legs trembling, biting her lip, at a loss.

She didn’t know whether the middle-aged man was indeed her father; all she knew was her mother...

Seeing that the Sword Maiden did not gesture, Shangguan Wendao laughed nonchalantly and said, "Never mind, this old man won’t ask anymore."

Then, Shangguan Wendao looked towards the sky outside the Grand Hall and said, "If this old man is not mistaken, mute child."

"You possess the True Word Life Pattern!"