Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 1231 A Gentle Expression

"I thank you for your guidance, Sword Saint."

"It's alright, it's just about working together for the greater good of the world."

The middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back nodded. As for the bright-eyed, capable beauty in front of him, he had not seen a sword cultivator who had reached this level for a long time.

Not to mention that the opponent didn't even come from their Sword Domain, but from another lower plane.

Compared to other beings, sword cultivators don't actually have such high requirements for talent. Exceptional talent is naturally the best, but conversely, even if one's talent is relatively mediocre or even poor, the sword will not abandon its master.

Although he is still trying to maintain the rules of the Sword Domain and ensure that everyone receives resources commensurate with their efforts, those with exceptional talent will still find it easier to stand out, which is unavoidable.

However, those who make it to the final stage are often not the most outstanding young stars.

"Speaking of which, it has been a long time since the next Saint-level expert has appeared in the Sword Domain."

"That's what the man in the blue robe said."

"Although he is a sword cultivator, he is not quite the same as the rumors outside. Even if he is a sword cultivator, there is no guarantee that he can break through to the Saint rank after reaching the Immortal Rank."

Nalan Yanran fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.

The little fairy doctor beside him couldn't help but ask, "Why is that?"

The man in the blue robe glanced at the beautiful figure that housed all the world's poisons, but did not intend to answer himself.

"—Because cultivating the sword is also cultivating the mind. The more you immerse yourself in it, the more a part of yourself will gradually be incorporated into the sword you wield. Perhaps it is your personality, perhaps your thoughts, perhaps what you want to accomplish, or perhaps the wish you want to fulfill."

Nalan Yanran pondered for a moment, then turned to look at her: "This can be considered the answer we sword cultivators receive for ourselves as our cultivation improves day by day."

"Therefore, a sword that was once invincible may not always remain so sharp. It may wear down or even break over the long years. For sword cultivators, this is not a low-probability event, but rather the inevitable fate that most sword cultivators will eventually face."

"How many hardships must one endure to get to this point, and then move forward with a clear conscience and unwavering determination?"

Nalan Yanran murmured to herself and bowed again to the man in the blue robe.

"Even so, it probably only adds a few more possibilities."

The Green-Robed Sword Saint, having been through it all, shook his head. It was one thing to lend a helping hand out of a sense of responsibility from one's predecessors to those who came after, but whether one could truly transform as a result was another matter entirely. This was especially evident in the case of Nalan Yanran.

"It's alright. I know the road ahead is uncertain, but no matter what, I still want to try again."

Nalan Yanran spoke up, saying that after spending so much time with that woman, she had learned a lot of random and unsure whether they were useful or not, one of which was this inexplicable cheerfulness.

"...I see. Then I wish you success soon."

The Green-Robed Sword Saint nodded and then said, "The way of pills is not very beneficial to sword cultivators. I will keep only half and return the other half to its rightful owner."

"Then let us follow the Sword Saint's wishes."

Afterwards, Nalan Yanran and Little Fairy Doctor prepared to return to the Endless Fire Domain.

"It's been hard on Xian'er accompanying me on this trip."

"Why say so much? It's too unfamiliar."

Little Fairy Doctor shook her head. For her, there was no need to be so serious when accompanying her sisters out.

"After all, Nalan, you are strong-willed and stubborn. Right now, Xiao Yan and Sister Wan can't help you advance any further, so it's normal for you to find your own way."

"But I can't be as carefree as they are about everything... So, I guess I'll just treat this as a chance to relax."

Little Fairy Doctor smiled slightly. Although her power was accompanied by innate misfortune and calamity, it was precisely this that made her the most gentle and mild-mannered among them. So much so that the rumors about the Heavenly Poison Woman from hundreds of years ago seemed so unreal.

And thankfully, the person we knew was this kind of person.

If Yao Wan were present, she would definitely have spoken up, but after a moment's hesitation, she silently shut her mouth.

"Xian'er is more suited to be a virtuous wife and loving mother."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

Although she wasn't so flustered and flustered by her sister's words that her cheeks flushed, she couldn't help but feel a little unnatural, and her hands unconsciously started to comb her hair.

"Just a sudden idea? After all, even someone like Yao Wan could get pregnant, and this is her second time. Although if it's just a matter of having enough times, we're not necessarily that much different—"

"Cough cough cough—Do, do you?"

If I was just feeling awkward before, I can no longer remain calm now.

Surely there must be some, right?

"There's no need to make a big deal out of this—"

Little Fairy Doctor frowned her beautiful brows: "Well, at least be a little more serious. You can't still be thinking about this kind of thing now..."

"—There's nothing we can do about it."

However, compared to the encouragement from Little Fairy Doctor, Nalan Yanran smiled and shook her head: "It's not like I can just say I don't want to think about it. I can hide it from others but not from myself. The Sword Saint's words sound nice, but in reality, it's negligible."

"But what about Xiao Yan and Sister Wan?"

"They are who they are. Everyone's nature is different. Although Xun'er and I have a little hope, it's just a little hope."

However, when Little Fairy Doctor saw her recounting this, she did not show frustration, but rather a gentle expression.

This kind of expression usually only exists in Wan Jie's evaluation of herself and Medusa.

After all, a dulled sword doesn't necessarily mean setbacks, failures, or death.

However, that gentle expression quickly vanished.

Little Fairy Doctor couldn't help but feel a little regretful that the expression on her face had disappeared.

Before she could even ask, the jade tablet in her arms trembled in a strange way.

problem occurs.

But it's not their side, nor is it the Endless Fire Domain.

So what exactly is it—?
Rather than thinking, it is the feet that take the lead in action.

The sword's edge cleaved through space, and as the spatial tunnel appeared, it was compressed and compressed by space itself, deformed like a spring, and then carried their figures, launching them out like sitting on a slingshot.

This is a technology developed by Yao Wan, which can instantly increase the speed of traversing space and one's own speed to an unbelievable level.

This is what Yao Wan calls Arash Aviation.

However, they couldn't care less about who this complete stranger was.

It's easy to use.

(End of this chapter)