Parrot Bites Tongue

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters.
Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia?
The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms...
Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening.
Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

The Lord who use immortals as food

However, just within the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the old man's "arrogance" had left everyone dumbfounded. Now there was also a "sly and venomous", people started to stare at each other, doubting their own senses.


In response to these doubts, Shang Huaitong remained silent for a moment, his face bearing no signs of panic: "Lord, if you can see the murderous and venomous intentions in my sword, you must also see my imposing demeanor."


"That's the case," Shang Huaitong said, "People are like their swords. Lord, I am indeed a character from the Chapter Weeding."


"Since it's grass, burn it, drown it, cut it, use whatever means necessary, to remove it. Since it's an enemy, whether by strategy, cunning, or imposing manner, kill them. I do not tend towards any particular method."


Sui Zaihua paused for a moment, raising his light eyes, he seized upon the sharpest question: "So, what is your enemy? Morality or self-interest?"


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