Before long, he had crept outside the hall. As the sounds inside grew clearer, he immediately understood what was happening.
"Damn it, so all these elders were busy getting it on!"
"From the sound of it, they're having quite the wild time!"
Chun Xiaobai cursed under his breath, waved a hand, and took out the long sword wreathed in demonic qi. With a clang, he drove it hard into the flagstones in front of the hall doors!
"Who's there?!"
A woman's sharp cry immediately rang out from inside. Then, with a dull bang, a tremendous force blasted the doors open!
A stunning woman stepped out, wearing only a thin layer of gauze. Her hair was disheveled, and fragrant sweat drenched her skin, but her lovely face was now thick with killing intent as her baleful, phoenix-shaped eyes swept the surroundings.
Yet the courtyard was utterly empty. Not even a ghost of a figure remained.
Her gaze then fell on the long sword planted by the entrance. A cloud of ominous black mist was slowly rising from its blade.
"What is this?!"
She frowned and, without a second thought, stepped forward and seized the hilt. With a surge of spiritual power in her hand, she dispersed all the black mist clinging to the blade!
As the mist cleared, the sword's true appearance was revealed.
Its blade resembled a pool of autumn water, gleaming with a piercing chill. The spiritual aura flowing over it marked it unmistakably as an earth-tier supreme magical artifact!
Could that bastard from last night have given it to me?
At the thought of toiling away all night and getting nothing out of it, Liu Ruhuo grew furious.
Giving me a lousy sword, and he still had to be so sneaky about it! Not a shred of manliness!