Ning Xia spoke very slowly and in sufficient detail.
She spoke in detail, as if she was self-absorbing. Those terrible and narrow cages, being transported like domestic animals, the days without light and food... and the last screams they left in this world.
Such a tragic death.
Those traffickers should all die.
Someone should remember them. Someone should... take revenge for them.
Seeing the gloom and hatred in Jiang Hualang's eyes, Ningxia knew that it was done.
Those who harm you will always get retribution, just wait. Not far away... they will go to hell one by one and come to you.
"...This is all I knew that night." After Ning Xia finished speaking, she pursed her lips and the other party fell into silence.
The room was silent. No one spoke.
Ningxia waited for the other party to calm down, and also waited for herself to calm down.
She overestimated herself.
Maybe I am not as open-minded as I thought. Those days of torture and the haze of death have never left her. In fact, she has never truly let go.
Loneliness in the darkness, grinding thirst, coercive humiliation, and endless anger. She had long hated those people and wished they would die.
Chonghuan's clan members, the more than a hundred people who died innocently, and the previous holy blood who had died in vain over the years.
I don’t know how many people were mixed in and eating steamed buns with human blood on them. How many people still pretend to be peaceful after taking so many innocent lives?
Everything is due to human greed.
Ningxia is eager and hopes that these people will one day get the punishment they deserve.
The sun is shining brightly. There is always a reward.
"I told you everything I know."
"So... now it's my turn. Can you tell me, why do those people call the Holy Vein a sword slave? Why... everyone is looking for a sword slave. Holy Vein, who are they?"
Coming here, Ningxia's life has always been haunted by Jian Nu. No matter where you go, you can't escape these two words.
Ningxia doesn't want to ask Chonghuan. Chong Huan didn't want to say either.
Then she would confirm it herself.
What exactly is there in those so-called holy veins that turns those monks into man-eating monsters.
Jiang Hualang's face froze, and when he heard the words, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.
After a long time, he finally sighed.
A long time ago, there was a monk named Li.
He was born into a top-notch cultivating family.
He is extremely talented and has always been the treasure of the family elders. He has been practicing since he was a child, and he has achieved great results at a young age, which is almost unmatched by young people of his generation.
Especially his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world.
A monk with a bright future.
Everyone thinks so, his family, friends, and strangers... all think that one day he will become a famous monk throughout the world.
Even he himself feels so.
If there are no accidents, his career is indeed developing in this direction.
But fate likes to make little jokes.
But this joke suddenly turned this young man's fate around.
This monk named Li fell in love with someone.
No, maybe not a person.
He fell in love with his sword.
Li Que has a beloved sword. It was a gift given to him by his mother when he was young.
His mother died when he was a child. This sword became his comfort, soothing him day and night when he missed his mother, and never left his hand.
For this sword, he never pretended to use it. This is the consensus of everyone in the Li family.
Once, one of his cousins tried to touch him behind his back, but was kicked out by Li Que who came back.
Afterwards, he quickly made compensation and paid generous gifts.
Soon word of this reached his grandfather. This made him very worried. Li Que's grandfather suspected that his beloved grandson was in a daze, and wanted to separate his grandson from the sword.
Li Que's grandfather used Ji to separate one person and one sword.
Originally the matter was over.
But what happened after that frightened the Li family so much that Li Que fell seriously ill on the day the sword was taken away.
In just half a day, the person was dying. This frightened the Li family. This is the hope of the Li family.
But no matter how much heaven, earth, treasures or high-grade elixirs they were fed, it would be of no use. Li Que's life was disappearing visibly.
Finally, Li Que's grandfather couldn't help but took the sword back and placed it next to him, thinking that it would at least give him some comfort.
Something more magical happened.
The sword turned into a young girl in front of the Li family. That girl has the same face as Li Que's mother who died long ago.
Li Que, who was about to die, was getting better visibly. The lost life, blood, and cultivation flow back into the body bit by bit.
Within half a day he was healthy again. It was as if nothing had happened, except for the sword that turned into a girl.
This is simply appalling. If the Li family hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
But what can be done?
They can't just watch Li Que die like this.
So even though he thought that "girl" was so evil, he still allowed her to stay with Li Que.
There is an extra young lady in the Li family.
Li Que's life soon returned to its previous rhythm. Nothing has changed, but something seems to have changed.
The relationship between the boy and the girl became increasingly close.
This girl who looked exactly like his mother immediately won Li Que's love. And the girl was naturally close to Li Que because of the relationship between the sword and its master.
Inevitably, closeness turned into admiration.
Li Que fell in love with the girl.
What a terrible thing this is for the Li family.
Others don't know, but they know that the young lady is a sword. A sword with no human blood in it.
No matter how much she looks like a human being, it can't change the fact that she is an artifact.
How can people and things be together?
The Li family completely exploded.
Everyone is against it, no one agrees with their love.
They were not afraid of the strange girl, nor were they worried about whether Li Que had any heirs.
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Li Que, who was about to die, was getting better visibly. The lost life, blood, and cultivation flow back into the body bit by bit.
Within half a day he was healthy again. It was as if nothing had happened, except for the sword that turned into a girl.
This is simply appalling. If the Li family hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
But what can be done?
They can't just watch Li Que die like this.
So even though he thought that "girl" was so evil, he still allowed her to stay with Li Que.
There is an extra young lady in the Li family.
Li Que's life soon returned to its previous rhythm. Nothing has changed, but something seems to have changed. Everyone thinks so, his family, friends, and strangers... all think that one day he will become a world-famous monk who will shine through the ages.
