Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 124 This sword spirit is too greedy 36

Along the way, Lan Sheng carried Zhao Zhao in her cub form and quickly arrived at the square where everyone was gathered. Apart from Meng Xuan'an, all the other important figures had already arrived.

Yu Chi Huaili glanced at the two of them indifferently. Lan Sheng looked up fearlessly and raised an eyebrow slightly. Yu Chi Huaili sighed again and ultimately said nothing, silently waiting for the rest of the disciples to arrive.

As Zhao Zhao gradually regained consciousness, she smelled the aura of another sword spirit. She raised her eyes and turned her head, pinpointing a spirit sword in Yu Chi Huai Li's hand that looked extremely high-grade.

Yunxu noticed Zhaozhao's gaze, and his sword glowed slightly as a greeting.

"Why aren't you coming out?" Zhao Zhao asked Yun Xu.

Yunxu didn't react. Seeing that Zhaozhao was about to speak again, Lansheng silently covered Zhaozhao's mouth and turned his head back.

"Yunxu Sword is very serious. It won't come out easily without its master's summons. Don't provoke it."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Not hearing Zhao Zhao speak, Lan Sheng lowered her eyes and met Zhao Zhao's resentful gaze.

Zhao Zhao spoke softly, "So you mean I'm not serious?"

"……No."

"Humph."

"Oh, is the little money-grubber angry again?"

"..."

Helpless, Lan Sheng silently gave him a spirit stone as an apology. With the money in hand, Zhao Zhao was instantly appeased.

Lan Sheng suppressed a laugh. "Seriously, what kind of legitimate sword spirit loves money? What kind of legitimate sword spirit lets its master carry it around? And what kind of legitimate sword spirit doesn't like to return to its original form and prefers to stay outside?"

Only his own eccentric sword spirit could do that.

Lan Sheng smiled helplessly, her eyes full of tenderness.

After all the disciples had arrived, Lan Sheng and Pei Ze, along with a group of core disciples, immediately set off for Danzhou to participate in the battle between immortals and demons.

Yuchi Huaili stayed behind at the sect, watching them leave.

Zhao Zhao returned to Zhao Xue Sword, flying at the forefront with Lan Sheng, and Pei Ze beside her.

"Lan Sheng, this is one of the few times I'll take you flying."

In the spiritual sea, Lan Sheng, whose consciousness was connected to Zhao Zhao's, could clearly feel his excitement.

Indeed, Blade Spirit has always enjoyed this kind of thrill, and ultimately it was he who was keeping Zhao Zhao in check.

Hopefully, once he recovers, he can take Zhaozhao to travel the world and roam freely with his sword.

At this moment, the sun is rising, and the morning light shines on people, making them feel warm and comfortable.

The disciples followed behind the two immortal venerables, flying on their swords, their hair and robes fluttering slightly in the air. They walked towards the sun, heading towards a hopeful future.

After a day's flight, all the Guiyun Sect members who came to Danzhou to participate in the battle between immortals and demons have arrived.

They are disciples of Guiyun Sect, currently residing temporarily in Yinyue Tower. Next to it is Shixue Tower of Tianheng Sect, followed by Yunhua Tower of Lingxiao Sect and Linfeng Tower of Shengyin Sect.

As more and more people came and went, the area in Danzhou that had been specially cleared out for the battle between immortals and demons gradually became lively.

Due to the rules between the immortals and demons, private sparring is not allowed before the official competition, so things appear relatively peaceful on the surface.

Looking down from the Moon Reflection Tower, Zhao Zhao seemed to see the figures of demonic cultivators from the Demon Realm. He had a strong premonition that Su... oh no, Yunzhi was there too.

Without saying a word, he was about to go down.

Lan Sheng appeared behind him instantly, as if haunted by a ghost. "Where are you going?"

"Find a friend to hang out with."

Zhao Zhao reverted to his teenage form and immediately took off running outside.

Lan Sheng grabbed his collar from behind. "Stop! Don't move. You're not allowed to go anywhere for the next few days."

"Huh?" Zhao Zhao turned around, incredulous, clearly extremely disappointed.

"Why?"

Lan Sheng sighed again, "Be good."

Seeing his softened tone, Zhao Zhao, who always responded better to gentleness than force, immediately obeyed and obediently leaned against the window to observe the advancing demonic cultivators.