"Ha ha ha~ Good disciple, your scheme really worked." Canglingzi flew in from outside and landed beside Ling Qing.
Reaching out, he patted Ling Qing's shoulder, and a powerful surge of magical power suppressed the killing intent within him.
Looking at He Xiangu, he said with a smile, "Forcibly capturing He Xiangu's soul with the Immortal-Slaying Sword to forge a sword before was indeed far too ostentatious.
This is much more suitable. Kill her quietly, and no one will ever suspect a thing."
The moment his words fell, the two broken halves of the sword flew out from Ling Qing's body and slashed toward He Xiangu.
Ling Qing's magical power was completely suppressed by him now, leaving him unable to move. He could only watch helplessly as He Xiangu was about to die beneath his sword.
"So it was true after all." He Xiangu's expression changed drastically as she looked at the broken sword flying from Ling Qing's body.
This sword was clearly identical to the Immortal-Slaying Sword that had previously captured her soul. Moreover, she had seen this sword before—it was the very sword that had broken when Ling Qing came to rescue her.
"So you truly are the Heaven-Piercing Demon's disciple.
I never thought you would be even more despicable than Lu Dongbin, actually keeping company with demons.
Today, I will kill you and spare the mortal world from the calamity you would bring upon it in the future."
With that, disregarding her injuries, she raised her sword and charged at Ling Qing.
"Good disciple, quickly forge this sword for your master." Canglingzi slapped Ling Qing.
His body flew toward He Xiangu against his will.
But to He Xiangu, it looked as though he was coming at her with his sword to kill her. She no longer held