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

"I am searching for the Luoshen..." the old man stared blankly at him, and after a long while, he softly said, "I am searching for the Luoshen... O charioteer, hast thou beheld her?"


He slowly lifted his head, his gaze drifting off to a faraway place unknown, murmuring in a dreamlike trance: "Her form, graceful as a startling swan, gentle as a roaming dragon, glorious as autumn chrysanthemums, flourishing like pines in spring..."


Pei Ye watched him quietly, instantly recalling the stories narrated by Li Xizhou, the dreamy Jiang Yan, the solitary Mr. Liu. Perhaps they too occasionally uttered words beyond human understanding, but from stories or personal experience, entering the Spirit Realm might be unforgettable, yet would not render one demented or crazy.


Pei Ye glanced at the Black Cat, who shook its head.


"No intervention by the power of the Heart Spirit detected."


Chapter 165: Pei Jun's Forged Edict