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

Pei Ye returned to the Book Building and, with great care, wrote a reply to Miss Ming, informing her that all was well with him in Shenjing City and updating her on his sword training progress and upcoming plans. He also told her about the recent events in Shenjing City, hoping that she and Yunlang could handle the matters of the Heavenly Debates appropriately.


Pei Ye actually wanted to correspond with Miss Ming often, but lacking urgent matters, he hesitated to write, thinking of the woman's serene face and worried about disturbing her. Over the past decade or so, Miss Ming had always walked her own path, and of course, that would continue. Most of the time, Pei Ye prided himself on his steadfast heart, but in front of her, he felt ashamed of his worldly thoughts and would often lift his brush only to put it down again.


Chapter 150: The Young Girl in the Deep Palace (Part 1)