Heartless Fairy's Heartless Sword

Amidst the rolling clouds and mist, a narrow passageway appeared and disappeared intermittently.

Ling Qingshui killed a Mist Beast with a single sword strike, and with a thud, a blue-glowing talisman fell from the Mist Beast's corpse.

She quickly picked it up and saw that the front of the plaque was engraved with a Sword Tomb, with a sword stuck in the Sword Tomb and a small "nine" character on the blade.

On the back, there is the word "Ba" written on it.

Very good!

Ling Qingshui's face, as clear as an iceberg, revealed a slight smile.

This is the ninth key to enter the Overlord's Secret Realm. Only those who possess this key are qualified to enter its inheritance grounds and obtain its inheritance.

"Oh, it seems I'm quite lucky. I found a key as soon as I entered this place, and I even got a beauty as a bonus."

I am the chosen one!

Young lady, be good, hand over the key.

From now on, you'll eat and drink the finest food with me. I'll make you feel like you're in heaven, hahaha!

Ling Qingshui Shimizu's pleasant mood was ruined by this sudden sound, which sounded particularly grating and annoying to her ears.

A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she looked toward the source of the sound, where more than a dozen figures were rapidly approaching her.

Surrounded by people in the middle of the crowd was a dissolute young man dressed in a brocade robe and holding a folding fan.

He kept glancing at me with lewd eyes while muttering to himself.

He was accompanied by about a dozen people, all dressed as warriors, who seemed to possess explosive power within their bodies, and all of them were at a high level.

The aura emanating from him even made her feel somewhat suffocated.

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly.

They've come with ill intentions and won't be easy to deal with!

This swinger was obviously eyeing the card in her hand and had his mind set on it.

With a flick of his wrist, the talisman vanished, and he raised his Longsword, pointing it at the group of people.

"Halt! If you dare take another step, don't blame this fairy for being merciless with her sword!"

"Heh heh, quite the spirited fellow, a real wild horse. I like it!"

"Young lady, you found my things, return them quickly!"

Ling Qingshui was taken aback, then her face darkened, and she exuded an icy aura.

This guy is trying to extort money from her!

"What did you drop that I picked up? Don't lie to me!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, young lady, that's not right of you."

I clearly saw you pick up one of my talismans and hide it, right?

"You should return lost items to their owners; it's a basic virtue. Young lady, you're being immoral!"

You're the one who's despicable!

"You're shameless!"

"That was something I fought off a demon beast. When did it become something you?"

Ling Qingshui was so angry at the other party's shameless face that her chest heaved up and down, making Wu Qian swallow hard.

The men around him also had their Adam's apples bobbing and their eyes gleaming.

This girl is just... so beautiful!

"Young lady, you have too narrow a perspective."

Let me tell you, whatever I see, that's me.

Including you!

"You're asking for it!"

Ling Qingshui flicked her Longsword, poised to stab.

Wu Qian remained completely unfazed, and continued to speak frivolously.

"Young lady, you may be young, but you have quite the temper!"

"Seeking death... those two words aren't so easy to utter, there will be consequences!"

"You can't see the situation clearly!"

"Look around you, is there a person there?"

Look around me, there are so many people.

"If all of us attack together, what are your chances of winning?"

"Let me tell you, young lady, when you're out in the game, you need connections!"

"Young lady, stop struggling in vain and obediently hand over that Token."

I'm in a good mood today, so I might let you off the hook.

Otherwise, hehehe, little lady, let me tell you, no one who has ever set their sights on me, Wu Qian, has ever escaped my grasp!

"You bastard, you've repeatedly dared to disrespect this fairy! I'll kill you!"

Ling Qingshui brandished her Longsword and thrust it at Wu Qian.

Wu Qian waved his hand and said, "All of you go at her together and take her down. Be careful not to smudge her face; that's my type."

"Yes, young master!"

The dozen or so people agreed, then each drew their weapons and surrounded Ling Qingshui, ready to attack.

A sudden gust of wind arose, causing the sea of clouds to surge and churn.

Ling Qingshui, dressed in white, her Longsword gleaming with a chilling light, resembled a detached and Heartless Fairy, untouched by worldly affairs.

His aura was icy cold, a stark contrast to the dozen or so menacing figures before him.

"You little wench, hand over the goods, obediently return to my young master, and become his concubine, or I'll spare your life!"

The leading burly man brandished a large sword, his voice booming like a bell.

Ling Qingshui gave a cold laugh, a laugh devoid of any warmth.

"Then let's see who dies first!"

Before she finished speaking, Ling Qingshui's figure suddenly flashed, moving among the crowd like a ghost.

Her use of the "Heartless Sword" technique was unpredictable and elusive; as the sword light flashed, streaks of silver-white afterimages appeared.

The Longsword slashed through the air, bringing with it a chilling sword Sword Qi; wherever it struck, the air seemed to be torn apart.

The burly man's broadsword came slashing down with a whooshing sound.

Ling Qingshui lightly leaped into the air, her toes barely touching the ground, and with a somersault in mid-air, her Longsword pierced the strong man's throat.

The burly man hurriedly raised his knife to parry, and with a clang, Mars flew everywhere.

At the same time, his other subordinates surrounded him from all directions, brandishing their swords and launching a relentless attack.

Ling Qingshui showed no fear on her face, and her sword moves became even more ferocious.

Each swing of the sword carried a ruthless killing intent, the sword shadow transforming into countless cold glints, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Her movements were exquisite, sometimes as light as a swallow, sometimes as swift as a dragon, weaving and dodging amidst the flashing blades.

However, these opponents are no pushovers.

They were all highly skilled, powerful, and worked together seamlessly.

Gradually, wounds began to appear on Ling Qingshui's body.

Blood seeped out, staining her white clothes red, making it look particularly shocking.

But her eyes grew colder and her sword became more ruthless.

A man wielding a long spear suddenly thrust it into Ling Qingshui Shimizu's back.

Ling Qingshui sensed danger behind her and dodged to the side. The spear grazed her shoulder, leaving a bloody mark.

She swung her sword backhand, aiming for the man's wrist. The man hurriedly pulled his hand away, but the Sword Qi still tore his sleeve.

The battle intensified, Ling Qingshui's injuries continued to worsen, but her offensive showed no signs of abating.

Her [Heartless Sword] was like a cold storm, sweeping over everyone on the scene.

Although her opponents were also injured, they continued to pursue her relentlessly, determined to take her down.

Amidst the sea of clouds, sword light, blade shadows, and blood intertwine, creating a breathtaking scene.

In the heat of battle, she was accidentally stabbed in the arm again, and the Longsword in her hand suddenly became incredibly heavy.

He was kicked in the back, and his body lurched forward...