I really am not a freeloader!

Anping controlled the sword and was still struggling silently.

Is there a spirit already?

"Brother Ping An, isn't this your achievement, hehehe."

Although he was very envious, Zhao Qian still knew which ones to take and which ones not to touch.

Just like this, it has already been taken by Anping. If I want it again, wouldn’t it seem like I have no tact?

Of course Anping saw the desire in Zhao Qian's eyes. Although this was a spiritual treasure, there was no need for Anping to snatch it.

"I'll give it to you."

Anping tapped the sword lightly, sealing most of the sword's power into the sword, making it just like an ordinary black sword.

As expected, as one restriction after another was imposed, the golden patterns on the sword became fewer and fewer, until in the end, the magic of the sword could no longer be seen.

"Really?"

Zhao Qian was a little excited. Is the City Lord's Mansion so good? When he was in Qingyun Sect, he heard many stories about brothers becoming enemies because of a magical treasure.

"Of course I won't snatch the belongings of the younger generation."

After getting the definite confirmation, Zhao Qian couldn't help but take the sword in his hand.

[Quality: Lingbao]

[Name: None (Obtained after acknowledging the master.)]

【Status: Not yet recognized as the owner. 】

[Ability: 'I use my soul as a guide and as firewood! : Temper the soul and be able to convert the power of the soul into cultivation. ]

But he was soon staggered by the heavy weight of the sword.

He looked at the information about the sword and couldn't help feeling happy.

Isn't this something that perfectly suits An Xinran?

"It's quite heavy..." Zhao Qian's face turned red before he picked up the sword.

"As for how to get it back, that's your problem." Anping smiled slightly.

"See you later then."

Although this magical weapon has appeared, the investigation of this place has not yet been completed.

Someone actually buried it in the ground right under his nose.

If it weren’t for Zhao Qian, I might not have noticed it.

As expected, the city is so big that there are all kinds of birds.

It's time to clean up.

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After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Anping simply used his divine sense to read all the official documents in an instant.

After completing the simple processing, he still called his confidants and gave them instructions on how to conduct the investigation.

For the lord of a city, if he has to do everything himself, he would be exhausted to death.

Therefore, Anping has many trusted men.

I heard that someone had placed a magical treasure that was almost as powerful as that of a demon cultivator into the city's earth veins.

It's just too weird.

"However, City Lord, have you ever thought that this is actually a natural treasure?"

One of the confidants hesitated for a moment before finally speaking out.

? ! ?

Anping was stunned. Is it possible that a spiritual treasure was born?

"Don't be kidding. Our Anling City has been founded for thousands of years, and has been guarded by the city lord's lineage for generations. How could it be possible that a spiritual treasure with evil spirits could be born here?"

The man in front knew that he had said the wrong thing and stopped talking.

"Well, it's better to investigate this matter."

Anping stopped the continued riots.

After sending his trusted aides away, Anping returned to his family's library and began to search.

Since Anling City had existed for such a long time, thousands or even tens of thousands of years, it took him some time to look through the ancient books.

But he finally found it.

Seeing the somewhat torn paper, Anping couldn't help but feel the traces of time.

He gently opened the ancient history.

For several days, he didn't come out of it.

It was not until three days later that he walked out of it with a little regret, still in high spirits.

"Forget it, forget it, this treasure is not meant for me."

Anping couldn't help but sigh.

During these days, he has figured out the origin of this treasure.

Tens of thousands of years ago, this place was a battlefield. Countless human martyrs fought their way into the underworld and conquered the sky, laying the foundation for a bright and peaceful world for the human race.

Anling City is an old site, so if you really want to say it, this place can indeed give birth to spiritual treasures.

Moreover, there was basically no demonic energy leaking out, but instead gave people a feeling as gentle and smooth as jade.

It is probably a treasure formed by the remaining weapons at that time after being eroded by the earth veins for tens of thousands of years.

It can be said to be an innate treasure, or it can be said to be an innate spiritual treasure.

It's just that this weapon has already been given away by him, so I'm afraid I have no chance to get this magical treasure.

"Master of the house."

Aunt Han greeted in the corridor, the basket in her hands was empty.

"Where's Xinran?"

Anping thought of the two methods Zhao Qian had found, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

A strange look flashed across Aunt Han's face.

"What's wrong?"

"The young lady is...practicing swordplay."

Anping:?! ?

Chapter 14: Firewood Warfare

Practicing sword skills is something that has nothing to do with my daughter.

It actually came out of Aunt Han's mouth.

An Ping's eyebrows slightly frowned: "Practicing swordplay, what kind of swordplay is this? Can her body support it now? This is really ridiculous!"

There was a hint of anger in his tone, and he couldn't help but go to the sword practice place with a gloomy face.

Aunt Han knew that this matter was indeed a bit unbelievable.

But today, the young lady seems to be in much better health since she came into contact with the sword.

When I walked into the martial arts training ground, I saw a girl in a lavender dress struggling to swing a long sword that was almost two-thirds of her length.

Anping was stunned for a moment.

Wipe your eyes.

Ok?

An Xinran suddenly felt the sword trembling. She frowned and when she felt it carefully, she could also feel the fear.

She looked behind her and saw her father, whom she hadn't seen for several days, looking at her.

"Father." An Xinran smiled, raised the sword in his hand, and leaned himself on it.

"Xin, Xinran, your long sword..."

Anping was a little dumbfounded.

The slender black sword body has golden patterns on it. Isn't this the magical sword that I failed to grasp and gave to Zhao Qian?

But why here...

"Ah, this."

A smile appeared on An Xinran's face.

"My friend gave it to me..."

Anping stood there in a daze.

This morning.

"Phew, this place is almost unblocked. We can finally enjoy running water."

Zhao Qian dug the canal, and as the water gradually flowed through, he stood in front of his two-meter-high waterwheel and smiled happily.

Isn't this getting better?

Ji Huanglian swallowed the food in her mouth and continued to watch Zhao Qian finish his work.

As the water flowed little by little in the waterway planned in advance, a thin stream flowed in front of the cave where Zhao Qian was.

This makes things a lot more convenient.

Of course, the one who contributed the most was definitely Ji Huanglian.

Although Ji Huanglian's body's instincts still controlled everything, her body, which had been tempered by spiritual energy, was much stronger than Zhao Qian's.

and……

A gleam of enlightenment flashed in Ji Huanglian's eyes.

She was now holding the pitch-black sword, standing aside like a sword servant, but her eyes were very gentle as she looked at Zhao Qian's somewhat excited figure.

A few days ago, after Zhao Qian brought the sword back, Ji Huanglian accidentally touched the sword.

Then she discovered the power of the sword.

He was able to burn soul power in exchange for cultivation, and the power to seal his own consciousness happened to be the restriction made by the remnant soul of the Mahayana period using his own soul power.

So in the middle of the night, she would use this long sword to transform the soul power of the Mahayana period into her own cultivation.

During the day, he would hold the sword and silently temper his soul.

Although the increase in strength is very slow, the soul has indeed been tempered, which means that now I can basically release my soul for a period of time.

However, she did not show any strange behavior, and I don't know why.

Ji Huanglian felt that this seemed like a good idea.

Except for the nickname that person gave himself.

"Foodie, let's go. Today we are going to the city to buy some more food, including your favorite glutinous rice dumplings!"

For the sake of glutinous rice cake, I will forgive you this time.

she thought to herself.

But his body was honest and followed with the sword in his arms.

"The lady is waiting for your arrival at the house today."

Looking at the figure in the Foundation Establishment Stage in front of her, Ji Huanglian's body tensed slightly.

If that guy dared to attack Zhao Qian, then her methods would definitely be faster.

But no one expected that Zhao Qian would actually know this woman.

After hearing the conversation between Zhao Qian and Aunt Han, Ji Huanglian gradually relaxed her vigilance.

"Just right, I have something to give to your lady."