The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Two giants that could prop up the sky and prop up the ground came into view as Li Dao and SwordXiong returned to the Sword Crafting City.

The two of them did not linger on the road and directly rushed back.

After all, he had not seen his father for more than half a year. On the other hand, Li Blade was worried about the Sword Saint. Shangguan Yushi had died under Ren Qianxing's sword just like how she was before. So what of the Sword Saint?

Upon arriving at the Sword Crafting City, Li Dao carried a clay pot on his back, looking extremely strange.

"Young master, Lord Sword Emperor, why have you two returned?"

The patrolling Dragonsword envoy was pleasantly surprised to find Li Dao and Jianxiong in the streets.

"Envoy of the Dragon Sword Sect, how have you been?" Li Dao greeted with a smile.

"What happened to my father?"

Jian Xiong was very happy as she asked.

"Reporting to the Young Lord, the City Lord is doing well!" When Dragon Sword Envoy spoke, his eyes flickered and were caught by Jian Xiong.

"Envoy of the Dragon Sword Sect, you are lying. What happened to my father?"

Jian Xiong's voice became stern as she shouted.

"Young master, I said that you must be mentally prepared." The Dragon Sword Envoy cautiously looked at Jian Xiong as he probed.

"Speak!"

Jian Xiong was furious, her eyes turned red. Li Dao also mourned in his heart. Could it be that his father-in-law had died just like in the original book? Was Yan Zhaofeng in charge of the Sword Crafting City right now?

"The mayor has accepted a foster son and is currently in closed-door training. Right now, the Sword Crafting City is being taken care of by the mayor's foster son." When it came to matters of power, it was not good for his subordinates to say anything.

The Sword Xiong's worries were finally relieved. He ignored the Dragon Sword Envoy and headed straight for the main hall of the Sword Crafting City.

Li Dao was dumbfounded. The Sword Lord was fine, but he had actually taken Yan Zhaofeng as his foster son? The plot was a bit messy, so he had to properly organize his thoughts.

That's right, Yan Zhaofeng was the successor of the Heartsword. It was inevitable that the Heartsword would fall into his hands. Therefore, it was expected that the Sword Saint would accept him as his foster son.

He had warned Shangguan Yushi that the Sword Saint had also broken through to the Grandmaster Realm, so it was normal for him to be fine now.

As for the fact that he had been killed by Ren Qianxing, that was simply asking for it. By now, Ren Qianxing should have trained his sword technique to the level of a grandmaster.

However, it was still not enough to kill Shangguan Yushi. He could only blame it on him for not being vigilant towards this rebellious son of his.

Having thought through all of this, Li Dao held the sword in one hand and followed Jian Xiong with the clay pot on her back.

"Dad, we're back!"

Before they even reached the palace, Jianxiong began to shout loudly.

After a while, a man with a goose crown appeared, accompanied by a group of people of all kinds.

This person was Yan Zang Feng. The people beside him were Liu Yi Yi, Sai Hua Tuo, Sai Xi Shi, and Xiao Yao Lang. They were like gods.

Jian Xiong looked at Yan Zhaofeng with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why is it you? Where's my father?"

Jian Xiong had a vague impression of Yan Zhaofeng.

Yan Zhaofeng, on the other hand, recognized Jian Xiong and said, "My foster father is currently in closed door cultivation. I am now managing the Sword Crafting City on your behalf. It's great that you are back, so I can leave without worrying."

Although Li Dao had taken away twenty years of his lifespan, his voice was still as gentle as jade, giving off the appearance of a refined uncle.

At this moment, Li Dao walked up to Jian Xiong's side. Yan Zhaofeng's expression suddenly turned ugly.

"It's you guys? Well, you guys still dare to show up. "Cang Feng, these two people are unforgivable, we definitely cannot let them go today." Xiao Yao Lang recalled his unpleasant experience in Xichuan, especially the scene of Li Dao turning a group of Ten Thousand Poisons Sect disciples into bones.

Xiao Yao Lang was not aware of the situation, nor did he notice the changes in the surrounding people's expressions. He was still urging Yan Zhaofeng to take down Li Dao, the big devil.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he tried to come up with a plan to escape.

Sai Hua Tuo and Cesar had a very serious expression on their faces. They knew Li Dao, and only Xiao Yao Lang was a hothead.