"It's not that I don't want to leave, I can't take it out with my hand." Fuling said to everyone.

"Junior sister Fuling can't take her hand out, how about I help you?" Yu Jin didn't believe what Fuling said, so he stepped forward to grab Fuling's hand.

"Stop! Don't touch Junior Sister Fuling!" Someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up and scolded Yu Jin.

Fu Ling looked around to see if an acquaintance suddenly spoke for her, but all she could see were unfamiliar faces.

"Junior Sister Fuling has protected us all and is the little hero of the Zixiao Sect. I will fight with anyone who bullies Junior Sister Fuling!"

"Junior sister, if you dare to touch Junior Sister Fuling, you are making enemies of all our disciples."

"Those two junior sisters over there are sisters Yu Jin Yuxiu from Taichu Peak."

The disciples surrounding Fu Ling spoke one after another, but no one coveted the black sword in Fu Ling's hand, and no one cared about Fu Ling's contract with Xue Che.

Yu Jin and Yu Xiu's expressions changed. This was a scene they had not expected.

"A bunch of fools!" Yu Jin cursed secretly.

"Thank you, brothers and sisters. When the sect was in trouble, everyone stood up and fought. It's not my fault alone." Fuling pursed her lips and smiled, and replied politely.

"It's bad luck. I didn't expect that it would arouse public anger. Poria had just come to the limelight not long ago, and everyone still remembers her kindness." Yu Xiu took her sister and stepped aside.

As soon as Yu Jin and Yu Xiu left, Fuling felt that her hands could move. She successfully took out her hands from the weapon box. There were deep cuts on her palms and fingers, and she bled a lot. Blood.

"Fu Ling, do you really don't want this sword?" Xin'er couldn't help but feel pity for Fu Ling.

Although in her opinion, Xue Che is better than this Broken Black Sword, it is rare that Fu Ling likes this sword so much. As soon as she leaves, other disciples, not to mention Yu Jin Yu Xiu, should also come and try this sword. Well, it was probably taken away by other disciples.

"Since I have made a contract with Xue Che, Xue Che will be my destiny sword from now on. The other swords have nothing to do with me." Fu Ling did not miss it, took Xue Che's scabbard, and turned to leave.

Xue Che flew behind Fu Ling and was very satisfied with what Fu Ling said.

"I'm sorry for calling you a scumbag just now. In fact, you are a good master." Xue Che said.

"As long as you are happy..." Fu Ling said.

As soon as Poria walked away, the two sisters Yu Jin and Yu Xiu immediately stepped forward and reached out to get the black sword.

Yu Jin originally thought that the black sword would be more difficult to take out, after all, he couldn't even take out the Poria cocos, but he didn't expect that she took it out casually.

"I got it!" Yu Jin didn't care that his hand was cut. Instead, he hoped that more of his blood would be stained on the sword.

When Fu Ling made a contract with Xue Che, she saw it all. When the blood filled the back of the sword, when she called out the sword's name, the blood stains would be absorbed by the sword, and the contract was completed.

But... what is the name of this sword?

Yu Jin's expression changed slightly, but it didn't matter. She could just check the sword's name slowly after she brought it back.

Before Fuling and Xin'er went downstairs, they heard Yu Jin's proud voice coming from behind.

"This Yu Jin is really annoying." Xin'er was annoyed after hearing this and couldn't help but stop.

"Xin'er doesn't want that senior sister to get that sword?" Fuling asked.

"Of course, Poria cocos probably doesn't want to either," Xin'er replied.

"Well, even if I can't hold the sword, I don't want the sword to fall into the hands of such a person." Fuling turned around and walked back, carrying Xin'er through the crowd and back to Heijian.

"Junior Sister Fuling, I have already taken this sword. What do you mean by coming back? Are you trying to snatch the sword from my hand?" Yu Jin did not expect that Fuling would fold back again and block her with a cold face. in front of.

If they really had to fight, she really wasn't Fu Ling's opponent. She was also in the early stage of foundation building, but Fu Ling's fighting prowess was obvious to everyone, and she was just a magic cultivator with little combat experience.

She could only scare Fu Ling by speaking first, but she didn't believe that Fu Ling, who had just been hailed as a hero by everyone, had the guts to snatch the sword in front of so many people.

"I don't want to grab the sword, I just want to save that sword. It's so pitiful if it falls into your hands." Fuling said.

"Help? This sword is mine now. Taking the sword from my hand is a robbery. Don't say it in such a nice way!" Yu Jin didn't care about the pain and held the sword tighter. Seeing Fuling acting like this It seems that this is a really good sword!

"It probably didn't respond to you. That sword also has a spirit." Fu Ling said.

"Sword Spirit, if you are not truly dead and you can still hear the sounds here, just fly away from her hands."

"Xue Che said you were dead, but when I held you just now, I could feel your calm breath."

"A sharp sword like yours that drinks countless blood is really willing to fall into the hands of a cultivator who doesn't cherish the sword?"

Fu Ling's eyes fell on the black sword and she spoke slowly.

Xue Che was a little unconvinced when he heard what Fuling said. He walked around Fuling and protested: "I am also a swordsman. How can I not know whether the sword spirit of that sword is dead or not? How can you not believe me?"

"It moved." Fu Ling interrupted Xue Che's shouting.

Xue Che stopped circling and saw that the blade of the black sword was actually trembling.

"It seems to have really come to life..." Xue Che also felt the sword spirit attached to the sword.

"Since it heard it, why didn't it fly away? Does it really want to recognize Senior Sister Yu Jin as its master?" Fuling asked strangely.

"It can't fly away. The woman is holding it very tightly. There shouldn't be much consciousness left in the sword spirit, and it can't drive the sword away." Xue Che explained.

"Then what should I do?" Fu Ling planned to listen to Xue Che's opinion. If there was no good way, she would take it.

"Poria, its name is Starry Night." At this time, a person came down from the top floor of the library.

Xuanwei appeared from the corner of the stairs and walked slowly towards Fuling.

"Master!"

"Call its name and see if it responds to you." Xuanwei said to Fuling.

Most disciples have never heard of Xingye's name.

Everyone in the cultivation world knows the top ten names on the weapon list, but there is no sword named "Starry Night" on the weapon list.

But why would Master Xuanwei, the best swordsman in the world, remember the name of such a broken sword?

It was also the first time that Fuling had heard of this name, but the sword that the master knew by name must be extraordinary.

"Master, but I fed it a lot of blood before. If I call it by name, will it make a contract... I already have Xueche." Fuling hesitated.

"When you call its name, its sword spirit must be willing, and then the contract between you will be established. If it is not willing, there will be no contract," Xuan Wei said.

Then wouldn't it be in vain for her to shout? She already has her natal sword.
Chapter completed!