Xu Xianrong had no intention of sheathing the sword; she strode towards Xu Beishan and the other two.

Xu Xichao’s breathing gradually became heavier, and his fists clenched naturally.

Xu Xianrong, the direct disciple of ancestor Xu Shoujiang, was holding the ’Thousand Cyan Threads’, which was Xu Shoujiang’s sword.

There is quite a story behind this sword!

First, the material of the sword is an extremely rare filament-like substance, said to be less than one ton in the world, with fifty percent still buried deep within the earth’s core, unexplored.

Celestial Dragon Continent paid a huge price to snatch this material from three major countries. In the end, it was personally sent by leaders of three previous generations to Xu Shoujiang as a gift for him to craft the sword.

Crafting a sword using manpower was impossible because the filament-like substance is unbelievably tough. Eventually, they spent a fortune to build a machine, spent half a year forging the sword blank, and then another six months on processes such as polishing, processing, and sharpening.

After the sword was completed, it was sent to the Five Pure Mountains to be consecrated by Shuqing’s master and enjoyed incense offerings in the temple for three years.

Finally, it became Xu Shoujiang’s sword!

Because of its cyan glow, it was named Thousand Cyan Threads.

This sword is very famous among ancient martial families, even more so than the Great Elder’s Hidden Dragon Sword.

However, the sword was always in Xu Shoujiang’s hand, making it difficult for the younger generations to get a glimpse.

Now, it was being held by Xu Xianrong, coupled with her unfathomable strength, Xu Xichao felt tremendous psychological pressure, finding even breathing a struggle.

"Cousins, long time no see. How have you been?" Xu Xianrong stopped in front of the two, speaking gracefully.

Xu Xianrong is Xu Shaohui’s sister, which clearly looks like she’s here to demand an explanation.

"Look at my leg, does it seem like I’ve been well?" Xu Beishan sneered.

Xu Xianrong chuckled, "Big cousin, if your leg isn’t broken, don’t sit in a wheelchair. It won’t fool Lin Tian, let alone me. You’re just waiting for the right moment to stab someone in the back, like that old man you were imitating just now. If I hadn’t intervened earlier, you would’ve sneaked up on Lin Tian with your knife already?"

Xu Xichao was stunned and then looked at Xu Beishan in surprise, asking, "Big brother, is it true? Is your leg okay?"

Xu Beishan laughed heartily, "We haven’t seen each other for five years, yet Xianrong understands my character so thoroughly. Indeed, my leg is fine."

Xu Xianrong said softly, "Had you really gone for the sneak attack earlier, the outcome might’ve been tragic. Lin Tian’s skills far surpassed that old man’s, so don’t be fooled by appearances."

Xu Beishan’s gaze froze, and then he too laughed bitterly, "So you saved me by striking first?"

"You could say that." Xu Xianrong nodded.

"Alright, consider that I owe you a favor, big cousin." With that, Xu Beishan glanced coldly at the Thousand Cyan Threads in Xu Xianrong’s hand and said, "Why? With your sword unsheathed, are you planning to sever our tendons?"

"Haha, big cousin, if it really came to me taking action against you, I wouldn’t just sever your tendons."

Humming~

With a soft hum, the long sword was sheathed. Xu Xianrong smiled, "I would directly chop off your heads!"

Xu Xichao’s face turned red, clenching his fists again.

Xu Xianrong glanced at him, then disdainfully turned away, shouting, "You took advantage of my brother’s illness, making this place chaotic and panicky. I’ll pay a ’visit’ another day!"

She specifically emphasized the word ’visit’.

Xu Beishan and Xu Xichao’s faces turned so dark that they almost dripped blood. In a couple of days, it might be their household in disarray and panic!

...

When Lin Tian returned upstairs, Miaoqiu was hiding behind Xu Dongxu. She was startled but otherwise unharmed, and when she saw Lin Tian, she rushed into his arms, soaking in his special sense of security.

Smelling Miaoqiu’s enchanting scent, Lin Tian gently patted her back, whispering, "It’s okay now; everything is over."

When Lin Tian first saw Miaoqiu at the Celestial Dragon Hotel, she had the image of a strong woman. Now, she had completely turned into a little woman, indulging in coquettishness.

Xu Dongxu, meanwhile, stood by the window, gazing at the sky, lost in thought.

After comforting Miaoqiu for a while and sending her to rest, Lin Tian walked towards the window.

"Are you thinking of jumping off the roof after today’s defeat?" Lin Tian mercilessly taunted.

Xu Dongxu shook his head, speaking expressionlessly, "I’m chanting to disperse these lonely spirits; they’re no longer useful."

Lin Tian was startled and grabbed Xu Dongxu’s arm, saying, "Didn’t you say the Martial Sect’s spirit was still outside? You’re sending them away; what about him?"

Xu Dongxu laughed, "As far as I know, last year you were still in a deadlocked fight with him, even driving a steel bar through his belly. I’m really curious why you’re worrying about him now?"

"It’s none of your business; don’t forget, I still have poison on you!" Lin Tian exclaimed, staring, with an expression not willing to give up.

Xu Dongxu replied softly, "No need to remind me deliberately; I remember it better than you. If it weren’t for the poison, do you think Miaoqiu would be so safe in the room? I know your character well, and I know your poisons aren’t easy to obtain."

"As long as you know, now call back the Martial Sect’s spirit!" Lin Tian, in his impression, truly didn’t recall seeing the Martial Sect among those wandering spirits.

"Those wandering spirits are already dismissed, but don’t worry, the old man’s spirit is fine; I was just lying to you earlier." Xu Dongxu said.

"What?!" Lin Tian exclaimed, "Are you serious?"

"Should be serious."

Lin Tian frowned again, "What do you mean ’should be’? Don’t try to trick me!"

"When he chased me to the riverside, he still had red eyes, as if his Heart Demon was acting up. My palm didn’t harm his soul, but the Heart Demon... I’m not sure."

"What might happen?"

"It might accelerate the Heart Demon’s grip on his mind, or perhaps my palm weakened the Heart Demon’s power."

Lin Tian felt troubled, as this guy’s ambiguous statement was more likely to mean the former.

"So how do you handle a Heart Demon?" Lin Tian asked.

"I have a way."

"Tell me!"

Xu Dongxu said seriously, "First, tie him up, then decide based on the situation."

"Ugh~" Lin Tian exhaled deeply, he just wanted to slap Xu Dongxu, knocking him off the window ledge; maybe that wouldn’t even be enough to vent his frustration!