I Want It All

A sword aura descended from the sky, and a phantom sword a hundred meters long pierced the ground!

This inevitably reminded Jiang Lin of the Demacia greatsword, a symbol of justice...

Bai Qianluo nimbly created distance, and after the dust settled, a woman stood between Jiang Lin and Bai Qianluo.

The woman was also dressed in the same light blue palace dress, with a sheer outer garment and Embroidered Shoes. She had delicate features and even bore a resemblance to her senior sister, though she appeared more mature.

Especially with her long hair tied into a single ponytail draped over one shoulder, she exudes the aura of a married woman.

But this lady's hairstyle seems rather dangerous.

"Mother!"

Looking at the woman in front of her, who had already suffered considerable injuries beside Jiang Lin and whose face was somewhat pale, the senior sister subconsciously called out, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Mother?"

Jiang Lin was also stunned for a moment, and subconsciously blurted out the same thing as his senior sister.

"Who are you? Young master, I don't recall Qingwan to you."

Hearing Jiang Lin call her "Mother," the woman turned around, placing her hands in front of her. Her dignified and composed demeanor even gave Jiang Lin the feeling that if his senior sister became a wife, she would definitely be just as elegant and graceful.

"Uh..." Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed. Given the atmosphere, he couldn't very well say it was a question...

"Hello, Lin Xiuxiu."

Looking at the dignified woman before her, Bai Qianluo stood with her hands behind her back, still as "carefree" as ever.

Jiang Lin felt that nothing could possibly concern or interest this Nine-tailed Sky Fox.

"Bai Qianluo, you've Immortal Realm too?"

"Hehehe... I've been wandering the Demon Race World for seven or eight years, and before I knew it, I had broken through."

Lin Xiuxiu narrowed her eyes slightly. "You want to be my enemy? But simply being at the Immortal Realm Initial Stage isn't enough."

Bai Qianluo quickly waved her hand:

"No... I can't afford to offend your Sword Sect. What if you turn me into a hedgehog?"

But that man is very important to my disciple. Could the Sword Sect please do me a favor and let me take him away?

Or is the Sword Sect trying to steal my man...? Please...!

Lin Xiuxiu glanced at Jiang Lin.

In fact, she had noticed him from the last round of the Sect Martial Arts Competition. During his battles with the demons and Bai Qianluo, his sword energy had made Lin Xiuxiu's eyes light up.

This young man is, unsurprisingly, a promising candidate to enter the Upper Five Realms.

However, in the path of spiritual cultivation, while there are many geniuses, how few truly achieve anything?

"I'm taking my daughter back with me. This man, you can do whatever you want with him."

"That makes things easier, thanks."

"No! I won't go back! And I won't hand Little Lin over to anyone!"

When Lin Xiuxiu and Bai Qianluo made their decision, Lin Qingwan stood in front of Jiang Lin to protect him.

Her eyes were filled with determination!

Similarly, Chen Jia also assumed a boxing stance!

Looking at her daughter, Lin Xiuxiu frowned slightly.

This young lady has been away from home for seven or eight years. Not only has she not had enough fun, but she's also fallen for a man outside?

Never mind whether this man is worthy of Qingwan or not, he is certainly qualified to join my Sword Sect.

"I'm asking you," Lin Xiuxiu turned to face Jiang Lin, "Are you willing to come with me to the Sword Sect of the Ten Thousand Swords Continent? If you agree, no one can harm you today. You and Qingwan will come with me."

Jiang Lin, Lin Qingwan, and Chen Jia were all surprised by Lin Xiuxiu's invitation. Only Bai Qianluo smiled, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

Lin Qingwan bit her red lips lightly, her eyes filled with nervousness.

For Lin Qingwan, although she didn't want to return to the Sword Sect, if Little Lin agreed, what did it matter if she went back? Wherever Little Lin went, she would go.

Lin Qingwan even inappropriately fantasized about practicing swordsmanship with Little Lin every morning.

However, although Lin Qingwan really hoped that Little Lin would agree, she wouldn't say anything more.

She knew that Little Lin had to make the decision himself, and she wouldn't interfere with Little Lin. She would always respect all of Little Lin's decisions, whether in the past, present, or future.

Of course, if Little Lin wants to abandon him, that's a different story (taking the dream in the Misty Forest as an example)...

Chen Jia pouted.

For this simple-minded girl, she didn't want Little Lin to join the Sword Sect and leave her, because if she wanted to see Little Lin, she would have to travel a long distance.

However, she also hoped he would agree. Chen Jia knew that the gap between her and the Nine-tailed Sky Fox in front of her was too great, and it would be difficult for her to protect Little Lin in her current state.

Bai Qianluo watched Jiang Lin with interest, wondering what choice he would make.

"Feel sorry..."

Jiang Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, leaning on First Snow's hand.

"Mother... no... Mother-in-law... no, Madam Lin, thank you for your kindness, but I'm not one to move around much. There are people waiting for me at home."

"Oh? So if I forcibly take Qingwan away, and you're separated by distance, those people will be more important than Qingwan?"

Jiang Lin looked at the two girls beside him, and the images of his master and Niannian flashed through his mind. He smiled slightly, held his sword horizontally in front of him, his skin as white as ice and snow, Frost and Snow Cloth Life: "Senior sister and them, I want them all!"

"Mo Li's Sister, let's go."

On the Empty Spirit Sect Main Peak, Wu Die smiled gently as she looked at Mo Li.

However, Mo Li maintained his defensive stance, holding the dagger in both hands, and cold sweat slowly trickled down the girl's smooth forehead.

Wu Die wasn't annoyed. She took a step forward, but before Wu Die could even take a step, a loud bang echoed in the sky, and Mo Lu Guan landed in front of Mo Li.

"Grandfather..."

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa's here."

Seeing that Han Baxi's stomach had been pierced with a hole, and that the sword energy came from Ma Dongqiang's Natal Flying Sword, Mo Lu Guan was very surprised, but having been through many storms, he quickly calmed down.

"Stabilize the injury first."

Mo Lu Guan took out a Blood Pill and handed it to Han Baxi.

With the Sect Leader by his side, Han Baxi didn't hesitate at all, immediately sitting down to meditate and prevent his injuries from worsening.

"Sect Leader Mo's injuries are already quite severe, aren't they? Are you still going to push yourself?"

Looking at the pale-faced Mo Lu Guan, Wu Die spoke casually.

"Does the Demon Race World underestimate my Vast and Righteous World, or do they disregard my Xiao Xiao Wutong Province's number one sect? Do they think a mere traitor can completely shut down my Mountain Protecting Array?"

Mo Lu Guan a soft sigh, and the blunt Mo Chi cut his wrist, blood falling to the ground.

"Do you know why the Sect Leader of other sects are rotated regardless of bloodline, while the leaders of my Empty Spirit Sect are succeeded by a single lineage?"

As the old man's words faded, drops of blood fell onto the ground, like water droplets falling onto a lake, rippling across the surface like waves on a lake.

A moment later, a cry from a Vermilion Bird pierced the sky, as bright as the midday sun.