An Ning stroked the top-grade holy sword in her hand. When she heard Jun Wuxie's affirmative answer, the shock in her heart was indescribable.
Looking at the man in front of her, her beautiful eyes were full of admiration, and her heart was filled with awe.
She couldn't help but wonder, how could there be such a person in this world?
He has a talent for martial arts growth in the mythical realm. He is also a physical cultivator with outstanding resourcefulness. He is also a weapon refiner with both weapon and martial skills!
Others are dedicated to one thing, and it is difficult to achieve anything even if they put all their energy into it.
But this man is skilled in weapons and weapons!
He is above martial arts and has reached the realm of mythology. How many people have achieved such an achievement in ancient times?
And on top of the weapon path, top-level holy weapons can actually be refined!
You know, it is extremely difficult for any weapon refiner to refine a top-level holy weapon. Anyone who can refine such a weapon is a miracle of weapon refinement!
At this moment, looking at the man in front of her, she felt like she was facing a high mountain, a big mountain, which involuntarily gave rise to the mentality that she could only look up.
How many such amazingly talented and beautiful people have there been in the entire upper world from ancient times to the present?
His future prospects are hard to estimate, and the heights he can reach are probably beyond imagination.
"Princess, what are you doing?"
Jun Wuxie guessed her mental activities at this moment, but pretended not to know.
"Ah? It's nothing, I'm just so shocked. I didn't expect Mr. Yue to have such amazing attainments in the art of weapon refining..."
Princess Anning came back to her senses and couldn't help but exclaimed in exclamation.
"Next, I'm going to return to my clan. Do you want to follow me, Princess?"
"Ah, no need."
Princess An Ning panicked inexplicably, and she knew that he had already seen through her thoughts in the past few days.
At that time, she wanted to follow Yue Wuxie secretly to see how he would deal with the strong men of the three sects in order to learn more about his secrets.
Ever since she witnessed him severely injuring the young man of the Blood Evil Alliance that day and knowing that he belonged to the Mythical Realm, she knew that the powerful men of the three sects could not do anything to him.
"Then I'll take my leave now."
Jun Wuxie said and walked towards the outside of the mansion.
"Send peace to Mr. Yue."
She followed him, walking side by side with him, glancing at him from the side from time to time.
In this way, he was sent to the door of the mansion.
Jun Wuxie stopped and turned to look at her, "Princess Princess, remember to keep it secret. If you have anything to do, remember to contact her with the talisman letter."
"An Ning knows."
She nodded and watched him leave until his figure disappeared from sight.
"Why……"
After a long time, Princess An Ning sighed deeply.
There are some things she must start doing now.
I don't know if I can get the results I want in the end.
She turned back to the mansion and called the maid.
"Princess, what are your orders?"
A delicate maid stood in front of her with her head bowed.
"Ask Fan Xichong to come see this princess immediately."
"yes."
The maid left in a hurry.
Not long after, Fan Xichong, who was practicing in seclusion, came in a hurry.
"Princess, is there anything urgent?"
Recently, he was at the juncture of a breakthrough, so he was practicing in seclusion. When he heard the princess' call, he immediately ended the seclusion.
Princess An Ning said nothing, just looked at him with her bright and deep eyes.
Such a look made Fan Xichong gradually feel panicked.
He had always been able to remain calm and composed when facing anyone in his life, but at this moment he felt uneasy.
"Fan Xichong, do you think this princess can trust you absolutely?"
When Fan Xichong heard this, he immediately knelt down on one knee and vowed: "More than ten years ago, the princess saved the old slave's life. Since then, the old slave has sworn to be loyal to the princess forever, even to the death!"
"Then what will you do if I need you to hide something from my father?"
"This old slave obeys the princess's will unconditionally!"
"very good."
Princess An Ning had a smile on her face, and she happened to save Fan Xichong back then.
After that, Fan Xichong joined Prince Ning's Mansion and pledged allegiance.
Later, the father selected someone from among the masters to protect her, and Fan Xichong recommended himself.
At that time, he considered that it was inconvenient for him to follow her as a man, so he used a special method to castrate himself and became an irreversible eunuch.
At that time, many people didn't understand why he did this.
An Ning didn't understand, and neither did King Ning. She didn't expect that he would be willing to do this.
As for Fan Xichong, he just wanted to repay the favor.
His life was very rough and he experienced many misfortunes. He cultivated to the realm of the Great Sage all the way, but he never felt the warmth of the human world.
Until that day when he was rescued by the princess, An Ning was just a little girl at that time, but under that special situation, he broke through his inner defense.
The human heart always has a fragile side, and so do practitioners. It just depends on whether we can hit that fragile point.
"Princess, are you in any trouble?"
Fan Xichong had a look of anxiety in his eyes.
"Fan Xichong, do you think a person who has had a broken arm or leg for many years can still regenerate his limbs?"
"This..." Fan Xichong was startled. He didn't know why the princess suddenly asked this. He immediately thought about it and said: "There is a way, but it requires rare and rare treasures, and the grade of the rare and rare treasures required is also different. It is related to the realm of people who want to be reborn after having their limbs broken off.”
"If a person in the realm of the Holy King is reborn after losing his limbs, where can he find the rare treasures he needs? Can the three major trading houses in the imperial city buy them?"
Fan Xichong shook his head when he heard this and said: "There should not be any of the three major trading houses in the imperial city. A person in the Holy King realm needs a second-grade top-level holy medicine to regenerate from a broken limb. However, due to its special nature, although the grade is not high, it is quite rare. The demand for this kind of holy medicine is very high, and it usually flows to higher-level areas, such as places like Hanzhou, and the price is astonishing. Compared with the second-grade high-grade holy medicine, it is thousands of times more expensive, which is equivalent to the fourth-grade holy medicine. The price of the holy medicine!"
"It means that if a person in the realm of the Holy King can regenerate from a severed limb, it would require billions of low-grade Holy Spirit pills."
Princess Anning frowned slightly. She had never understood this before, but now that she calculated it, it was really a huge amount of money.
In addition to the issue of funds, you also have to consider whether it can be purchased.
After all, the supply of this kind of thing exceeds the demand. The reason why the rare holy medicine is rare is because it is extremely rare. There are many practitioners in the world, and many people have lost their limbs in battles. Naturally, there is a huge demand.
People who have no background dare not think about it and cannot afford it.
Those who have the knowledge and background will buy this holy medicine to solve the problem of their own limb mutilation.
"Princess Princess, why do you suddenly ask this? Could it be that someone wants to repair a broken limb and seeks the Princess' help?"
"I want to help the two direct disciples of Qingyun Zhenwu Peak repair their broken limbs."
Princess An Ning did not hide that Fan Xichong was the most trustworthy person beside her, and his help was needed in this matter.
"What?" Fan Xichong looked at her in shock, his heart full of confusion, and said: "Princess, why are you..."
"There are some things that I cannot tell you the reasons for. If you are truly loyal to me, then don't ask. I need your help in this matter."
Fan Xichong was silent for a moment and said: "Princess Princess, the two descendants of the two amputated limbs of Zhenwu Peak, the second-grade rare treasures that are in demand are sky-high prices, and you need to go to Hanzhou to buy them. For one thing, funds are a problem. Secondly, it may be dangerous to go to Hanzhou..."
"As for the funding issue, I have a way to get my father's approval. As for going to Hanzhou, it may be dangerous, so I need you to accompany me for protection. As long as we keep a low profile, there should be no problem."
"The old slave swears to protect the safety of the princess. It's just a matter of funds. The amount is too huge, even for Prince Ning's Mansion. It's not a small amount. Now is the time when Prince Ning's Mansion needs funds, and Prince Ning will not approve it."
"Father should be able to."
After Princess Anning said this, she reached out and grabbed her left arm.
Fan Xichong's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, a burst of red blood spurted out from Princess An Ning's shoulder.
"Princess Princess!"
Fan Xichong's eyes were red, his whole body was shaking, and he rushed forward.
He simply couldn't believe that in order to help the two direct descendants of Zhenwu Peak regenerate their severed limbs, the princess actually did not hesitate to cut off her left arm and forcefully tore off her own arm.
"This princess is fine..."
An Ning's face was a little pale, and she hurriedly sealed the broken arm to stop the bleeding.
"Princess, why are you treating yourself like this, old slave..."
Fan Xichong's eyes were filled with tears, and he hurriedly wanted to save Princess An Ning's severed arm.
As long as the broken arm is sealed and its vitality is not lost, it can be continued at a very small cost.
But Princess An Ning stopped him, and in his shocked eyes, she destroyed the severed arm.
Fan Xichong's lips trembled and he wanted to speak, but couldn't.
His mind went blank and he couldn't understand why the princess would do this because of the people from Zhenwu Peak.
Is it to atone for King Ning's sins?
He has followed the princess over the years and understood her character.
Her nature was not as cruel and ruthless as Prince Ning's, and she did not agree with some of Prince Ning's methods, but from the perspective of Prince Ning's palace, she never objected.
She wouldn't do this just to atone for King Ning's sins.
The four maids heard the sound and rushed over. Seeing such a scene, they were frightened and helpless, and their faces turned pale.
"Okay, it's just an arm. Only by doing this can our father approve enough funds so that we can go to Hanzhou to buy the rare treasures we need."
Princess An Ning tried her best to keep her voice calm, but the severe pain made her beautiful facial features slightly distorted and her face was covered with cold sweat.
"Princess, please don't think so much now. I beg you, I beg you. You should heal your wounds quickly. Let's talk about other things after your wounds have healed!"
Fan Xichong knelt on the ground and begged her, and the four maids also knelt on the ground and begged.
"Get up quickly. This princess is going to heal her injuries right now. You don't have to worry about this. This princess is a practitioner in the realm of the Holy King. Missing an arm is not a threat to her life."
After Princess Anning finished speaking, she walked towards her residence, and the four maids hurriedly followed her.
Fan Xichong followed her outside her house and guarded her quietly.
Indoors, Princess An Ning sat cross-legged, looking at her broken arm, enduring severe pain, with a wry smile on her face.
In this situation, does she have any other choice?
By tearing off her own arm this time, firstly, she can get enough funds from her father; secondly, she will definitely make her father feel distressed, and he will be more likely to agree to her request.
Otherwise, with his father's temperament, how could he agree with Yue Wuxie not to target Qingyun without joining Prince Ning's Mansion?
For her, this was the best of both worlds, using her mutilated body to get the results she wanted.
If he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to resolve the hatred with Zhenwu Peak, and if his father didn't agree, it would further anger Yue Wuxie.
Then if Yue Wuxie cultivates to the realm of the Great Sage in the future and seeks revenge against his father, the consequences will be disastrous.
…
At the same time, in the sky above Qingyun City, above the sea of clouds, on the metal warship, Qingmu received a message from Jun Wuxie's spiritual thoughts.
"News from Wuxie."
Aoki said.
"How did he say?"
The other two powerful men looked at him.
"He asked us to set off and return to the sect at this time tomorrow."
"Then where is he currently? Is he in Qingyun City?"
Aoki shook his head. He could not sense his presence. "We just do what he said. There is no need to think about anything else."
…
At this time, Jun Wuxie had already left Qingyun City and headed towards the sect.
He did not fly in the air, but chose to run among the mountains and mountains, using the cover of the mountains and forests.
Two days later, the entrance to Qingyun Cave is in sight.
He sensed the area where the strong men of the three sects were ambushing, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he used the small void technique to sneak quietly, and entered the cave area silently.
When he arrived at the sect's cave, he carefully sensed it again and made sure that all the people hiding in Prince Ning's Mansion had been evacuated, and then quietly walked towards the main peak of the sect.
In the Qingyun Temple, the headmaster Qingxuan Zhenren, the sect’s powerful men and several lineage leaders were all present, and their faces were full of worry.
Master Aoki's uncle and the others went to the Imperial City with Wu Xie. It has been so long now, but they have not been able to return to the sect.
These days, they wrote a lot of letters, but got no response.
"Will there be any accident?"
The head of Benlei Peak looked worried.
The rest of the people were silent, and such an abnormal situation cast a layer of gloom in their hearts.
"According to the news we received earlier, Princess An Ning met with Wu Xie in Stargazing City, and she should have the intention to win over Wu Xie. From this point of view, as long as Wu Xie does not break up with him in person, Prince Ning's Mansion will not treat Uncle Qingmu. They took action. The only thing I'm worried about is the Imperial City, and I don't know what the situation is. Could it be that the Emperor punished Wu Xie for meeting Princess An Ning, and forced Master Aoki and the others to stay in the Imperial City?"
"Master Aoki and the others are on their way back to the sect. The time should arrive soon."
The sudden sound at the entrance of the hall made everyone in the hall look over.
"Innocent!"
The moment the senior officials in Qingyun saw him, they all stood up and rushed to the entrance of the hall in unison, their hearts relieved.
"You're finally back! You said Master Aoki and his uncle are still on the way? Why didn't you come back together?"
Master Qingxuan asked.
"Because there are more than twenty strong men from the three sects lurking outside our Qingyun Cave, waiting to intercept me, Master Qingmu and others.
"What? The people of the three sects are so brave. Are they arrogant? They actually came to our Qingyun gate to intercept and kill the leader of our powerful people. They are so arrogant!"
Master Qingxuan was furious.
"Let's go out and meet them!"
The strong men with strong background showed murderous intent in their eyes and were angry. The people of the three sects were too arrogant.
"Wait, you bring these things!"
Jun Wuxie flicked his sleeves, and dozens of rainbow lights rushed out, floating at the entrance of the hall, flowing with sharp cold light.
"Mid-grade high-grade holy sword?"
The senior officials were shocked. There were many middle-grade holy soldiers for a sect like theirs, but there were not many high-grade middle-grade holy soldiers. Only those above the first rank had them.
This level of holy sword can only be used by powerful men above the level of Holy King.
"Wuxie, why do you have so many..."
They reached for their swords and asked the doubts in their hearts. However, before they finished speaking, they showed extremely shocked expressions.
"This...is this a top-level middle-grade holy weapon?!"
They were holding the swords, and it was only at this moment that they could see clearly that the swords in their hands were not middle-grade or high-grade, they were clearly top-grade!
"My handle is also top-notch!"
"This one too!"
"And this one!"
"It's all..."
Qingyun's senior executive was holding the holy sword, his expression dull, and his brain was so shocked that it shut down.
For holy weapons of any quality, you can only see high-level ones. The top-level ones are legends and miracles of weapon refining!
This kind of holy weapon is rare in the world!
But in front of me, these dozens of swords are all middle-grade and top-grade!
Oh my god.
They couldn't believe their eyes, it felt like they were in a dream, it was very unreal.
What's happening here?
How could Wuxie come up with so many top-level mid-level weapons?
"Wuxie, you..."
They looked at him with intense eyes.
The mid-grade top-grade holy sword in his hand has not been stained by the spirit of time, which means that it will not exist for too long, at least not more than a thousand years.
It can be concluded from this that these top-grade holy swords are not left over from ancient times, so where do they come from?
"I made it myself."
Jun Wuxie didn't hide it, because there were so many top-grade holy swords in the mid-level, and none of them were ancient swords, so it was impossible to hide them.
Suddenly, the entire Qingyun Temple fell into deathly silence.
The senior leaders of the sect here all looked at each other, and they all saw indescribable shock in each other's eyes.
They already knew that Wuxie was a master of both Fu and Wu, so they were amazed at his heaven-defying talent.
Who would have thought that he was actually a weapon refiner and had refined so many top-level mid-level holy swords!
what does that mean?
For most weapon refiners, being able to refine a top-level sacred weapon in their lifetime is a miracle in their career and a great honor.
But he actually refined dozens of top-grade middle-grade holy swords!
They couldn't imagine how he did it. If the facts weren't in front of them, they wouldn't dare believe it was true in their dreams!
He has three cultivations of Talisman Weapons, and is outstanding in all of them. He is amazingly talented in every field.
How could there be such a rebellious person in the world?
Such people just joined Qingyun and became Qingyun's disciples!
"Hahaha! God has mercy on me Qingyun, hahaha!"
Qingyun's senior executives came to their senses and looked up to the sky with excitement.
With such disciples here, why worry about the sect not being able to prosper and prosper?
