bookandnovel Chapter 14436 Looking for help
Chapter 14436 Looking for help
In the eyes of the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord, Ling Xiao's refusal was not disrespectful to him, but rather a sign of having his own opinions and courage.
Yang Ling tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion, and asked, "Why?"
The crisp sound echoed in the air, carrying with it her deepest doubts. She simply couldn't understand why her father, who admired someone, would then so cruelly kill them.
The Holy Lord of Tianyuan sighed softly, a sigh that seemed to carry the vicissitudes of time and helplessness towards the world.
He slowly said, "Proud spirit!"
These days, people with integrity are becoming increasingly rare.
His gaze revealed a deep appreciation and admiration for those with integrity, as if integrity were an extremely precious quality in this complex world.
Yang Ling hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, and looked at him with a struggle in her eyes. Finally, she mustered up her courage and asked, "Since Father admired him, why did you kill him?"
In her simple world, appreciating someone means befriending them, not fighting with them.
The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord's gaze was profound, as if concealing endless secrets and helplessness.
He said slowly, "It's because of my stance."
He wants to protect the Overlord Empire; that is his belief and responsibility. I want to strengthen the Holy Temple; that is my lifelong pursuit and goal.
None of us are wrong; the fault lies with this dog-eat-dog world.
The voice was deep and powerful, as if telling of the cruelty and helplessness of this world.
Yang Ling shook her head, seemingly understanding but not quite. Her little head bounced like a rattle-drum. She frowned and said, "I don't understand."
In her pure heart, she could not yet comprehend the conflicts and contradictions arising from differing stances.
Looking at his daughter's bewildered expression, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan felt a surge of affection in his heart.
He gently patted her head and said tenderly, "You just need to remember that he is our enemy."
His words carried a protectiveness towards his daughter and an unwavering determination.
After saying that, he took Yang Ling's hand, his warm and strong hand holding her small hand tightly, as if conveying a sense of strength and security.
He said, "Let's go see another old friend who has been in seclusion for a long time. This one is also a demonic cultivator."
The voice carried a hint of mystery and anticipation.
The two figures gradually blurred, as if shrouded in a thin veil, and finally disappeared into the depths of the sky, leaving only a faint trace.
An hour later, the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord led Yang Ling to a sea of bamboo.
This bamboo forest is lush and verdant, with bamboos towering into the clouds. A gentle breeze rustles the bamboo leaves, as if playing a beautiful melody.
Just as they reached the edge of the forest, a sharp demonic aura tore through the air. The demonic aura was like a sharp sword, carrying great power and pressure. It stopped three inches in front of the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord, buzzing incessantly, as if issuing a warning.
The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord remained completely calm. A confident smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Old friend, is this your way of treating guests?"
The sound was loud and clear, echoing through the bamboo forest.
The bamboo shadows swayed, as if moved by an invisible force.
An elderly man in a blue robe walked out slowly, his steps light and steady, each step seemingly treading on the strings of time.
The old man had white hair and beard, a gaunt face, and deep eyes that revealed a wisdom born of experience.
He held a black longsword in his hand, which emitted a cold, eerie light, as if it contained endless magic.
The Holy Lord of Tianyuan gazed gently at the old man in the blue robe, his eyes filled with longing for his old friend and the joy of their reunion.
He said slowly, "Time flies, and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye."
The voice carried a sense of感慨 about the passage of time and a longing for bygone days.
The old man's deep gaze, like two still pools, slowly swept over Yang Ling, who stood gracefully beside the Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord.
His gaze, filled with the wisdom and insight honed by years of experience, lingered on Yang Ling for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes as if he had noticed something unusual. Then he asked softly, "Is this your daughter?"
The Holy Lord of Tianyuan smiled lovingly and nodded gently, his smile filled with love and pride for his daughter.
He raised his hand and gently patted Yang Ling's shoulder, the movement gentle yet firm, and said, "Quickly call him Grandpa Qin."
The voice carried an undeniable warmth.
Yang Ling immediately bowed obediently, her figure light and elegant, her voice clear and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley: "Greetings, Grandpa Qin."
The voice was full of respect and obedience to the elders.
The old man smiled slightly, a smile that showed his affection for the younger generation.
With a light flick of his fingertips, his movement was graceful and natural, as if he were playing a beautiful piece of music.
A short sword, its entire body shimmering with starlight, slowly floated to Yang Ling's side. The short sword drew a graceful arc in the air, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.
Although the sword is small, it exudes a captivating starlight, a soft yet bright radiance that seems to contain endless mysteries.
The gemstones inlaid on the hilt of the sword seem to contain the entire sky, dazzling and captivating.
Yang Ling's eyes immediately lit up with a light of surprise, a light that shone like stars in the night sky, sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
Her small hands trembled slightly as she wanted to reach out and touch the short sword, but hesitated.
Seeing his daughter's delighted expression, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan laughed heartily, his laughter echoing through the bamboo forest: "Why don't you quickly thank Grandpa Qin for his generous gift?"
The voice carried gratitude for his old friend and guidance for his daughter.
Yang Ling quickly bowed again, her movements precise and elegant, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Qin, for bestowing the sword upon me."
The voice was full of sincerity and gratitude.
The Holy Lord of Tianyuan lovingly stroked Yang Ling's hair, the movement gentle and delicate, as if caressing a precious treasure.
He said softly, "Let's familiarize ourselves with this Starshine Sword first."
The voice carried encouragement and expectations for her daughter.
Yang Ling nodded obediently and stepped back, her steps light and cheerful, like a happy little bird.
Before leaving, he couldn't help but take a few more curious glances at the short sword in his hand, his eyes filled with love for the sword and a desire to explore it.
After Yang Ling left, the Holy Lord of Tianyuan and the old man walked side by side into the depths of the bamboo forest.
Their steps were light yet steady, each one seemingly treading on the strings of time.
The bamboo leaves rustled in the breeze, as if providing accompaniment for their walk.
Sunlight filters through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows that dance on the ground like golden fragments.
"I heard that the Overlord Empire has run into some trouble?"
The old man spoke first, his deep and magnetic voice breaking the tranquility of the bamboo forest.
The Heavenly Abyss Saint Lord nodded slightly, his expression serious and solemn, and said, "We encountered a woman whose strength is unfathomable, at least that's how it seems for now..."
The voice carried a hint of worry and wariness of the unknown. (End of Chapter)