There were more than a hundred and twenty young women present, all heaven's favored daughters meticulously selected from families and sects across the land. Some were daughters of Clan Heads, while others were granddaughters of sect elders. All of them wished to become sword servants to the Manor Lord of Netherworld Manor, thereby winning special favor for their families and sects.
The sword servants by the side of Netherworld Manor's Manor Lord wielded considerable authority. Take Situ Fengwu of the Situ Family—she was currently the only sword servant beside the Manor Lord of Netherworld Manor, overseeing the Mystic Weapon Hall. Her status was comparable to that of a hall master, lofty beyond reach.
Whoosh!
A sharp sound tore through the air above the Martial Arena, making the flames atop the bronze pillars around the arena leap even more fiercely.
The Netherworld Envoy could not help looking toward the night sky. Her slender brows drew together slightly, and the battle sword in her hand emitted a yard-long radiance of mystic light. "Who dares trespass into Begonia Manor at night?"
"Netherworld Envoy, your Manor Lord has returned."
Ning Xiaochuan wore white robes and a Golden Mask. Riding the wind, he descended from the sky.
Mu Honglai followed closely behind Ning Xiaochuan, carrying the dense aura of a Martial Venerable.
The Netherworld Envoy immediately sheathed her battle sword. Delight appeared in her beautiful eyes as she dropped to one knee. "Greetings, Manor Lord."
The black-clad young women in the Martial Arena were all seeing the legendary Young Master Chuan for the first time. They stood dumbfounded for a moment before immediately kneeling, their respectful voices ringing out together. "Greetings, Manor Lord."
Ning Xiaochuan glanced across the Martial Arena, and his heart gave a slight jolt. Every one of them was a beautiful woman,