Chapter 1090

【Ding, you are cultivating the Immortal Martial Dao, changing the future direction of the world, receiving the attention of heaven and earth, and your luck has increased.】

Just at this moment, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in Ji Yanran's mind, and then, she felt her brain become clear, as if the dust of the past had been brushed away, and her heart became as clear

as a mirror.

"How magical!"

Ji Yanran opened her eyes in surprise, "I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

She looked to the side, and with a wave of her hand, her sword fell into her palm.

Clang!

With a surge of true qi, the long sword left its sheath, and the bronze sword body became emerald green and beautiful under the stimulation of the true qi.

"It's a pity that the material of this sword is too poor; it may not be able to accompany me in battle for too long."

The sword in her hand is a famous sword of the Yue State.

However, the material is very ordinary; it is just copper.

Knowing the changes in materials in later generations, she already clearly knew that bronze weapons would be completely phased out in the near future.

As her true qi circulated, she could clearly perceive that the sword body was covered with tiny cracks.

These cracks are generally invisible to the naked eye, and they would not affect combat.

But in the eyes of an expert like her, it was like looking at the lines on one's palm; if used to fight against an expert of the same level, it would likely be shattered in one move.

"Why not try the Sword Nourishing Technique!"

In the Innate Pure Yang Technique, besides sword arts, there is also a secret technique for nourishing sword weapons.

According to the classics, even ordinary iron can be nourished into an immortal weapon.

Ji Yanran really couldn't bear to part with the long sword that had accompanied her for so long, so she had to give it a try.

She operated the mental technique, and suddenly, the emerald green on the sword body became even more intense.

Under the nourishment of the true qi, the cracks sensed in the sword body disappeared bit by bit.

Even the material of the precious sword was changing bit by bit.

The original bronze was just an ordinary object; now, in Ji Yanran's eyes, the bronze precious sword was blooming with dazzling spiritual light.

Even when she withdrew her true qi, the long sword remained like a pool of clear water, reflecting light like a mirror.

Looking closely at the material, it not only didn't look like bronze, but it seemed to be carved from the finest jade.

"What a precious sword!"

Ji Yanran exclaimed in admiration, and she continued to nourish it for a while until the long sword trembled and emitted a crisp sword cry.

With a wave of her hand, the long sword flew up, graceful as a swimming dragon, flying autonomously in the sky as if it were a jade dragon.

"Miss, the King of Wei requests your presence!"

Just then, the maid flew in.

Seeing the jade dragon flying in the sky, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Ji Yanran didn't avoid her; she beckoned, and the precious sword flew back into the scabbard.

"Impossible, right? How can a sword fly?"

"Could this be the peerless sword art of the Yue State?"

"No, no, if the Yue State had such a sword art, how could it have been destroyed!"

The maid only felt her mind was a mess, unable to react.

"The King of Wei?" Ji Yanran chuckled, "In a while, there won't be a King of Wei!"

The maid was startled, not understanding what her mistress was saying.

Ji Yanran ignored the maid's thoughts, hung the long sword at her waist, and walked step by step into the sky, as if there were a ladder in the void.

The maid stepped forward and probed gently with her hand, but found nothing.

"There is no ladder!"

The maid was immediately shocked, and looking at her mistress again, she saw that her mistress had already vanished into the clouds, her clothes fluttering, like a flying immortal god.

The maid only felt her heart surging, her heart pounding non-stop.

"Guard well, I will be back in a moment!"

After giving instructions, Ji Yanran quickened her pace, and as her voice fell, she flew out like an arrow from a bow, heading straight for the Wei King's palace.

The palace was heavily guarded, with posts every five steps and sentries every ten steps; one by one, the fierce soldiers held long halberds, their eyes cold, like the most ruthless machines.

The soldiers guarding the palace were naturally the most elite warriors of the Wei State—the Wei Martial Soldiers.

Since the decline of the Wei State, the number of Wei Martial Soldiers had been reduced to a few thousand; they were useless for conquering the world, but used to guard the palace, they made the palace like a wall of bronze and iron, no matter

what kind of swordsman or assassin you were, you could not enter the forbidden palace.

These people were the guarantee of the Wei King's safety.

Of course, this was under normal circumstances.

With extraordinary power, in Ji Yanran's eyes, these soldiers were not worth mentioning at all.

She flew over from the sky, and the soldiers didn't notice any movement at all.

Arriving at the forbidden palace, she heard the sounds of silk and bamboo, and the noise of revelry filling her ears.

"Great King, are you really going to make a move on that talented woman Ji?"

Suddenly, a voice attracted Ji Yanran's attention.

"Hmph, make a move? I allowed her to enter the forbidden palace; it is a favor. Ordinary people want it but can't get it!"

Following that, an arrogant voice sounded.

"The Great King is right!"

Following that, there was a chorus of agreement at the scene.

Ji Yanran's expression turned cold.

After cultivating the martial dao, her intuition was very sharp.

When she was invited by the Wei King, she had sensed a hint of something ominous.

She didn't expect that the Wei King had already harbored sinister intentions.

Thinking of the Wei King's schemes, the sword at her waist seemed to respond, trembling slightly, and a fighting spirit rose up.

Ji Yanran waved her hand, and the long sword left its sheath on its own and fell into her hand.

The next moment, the emerald-like sword body brightened, reflecting her cheeks.

The sword light was chilling, and a terrifying aura permeated the air.

Even those who did not cultivate the martial dao felt a fatal crisis in their hearts.

"Slash!"

The next moment, the sword light fell, and the palace where the Wei King was located was leveled by a single sword strike; the ministers and the Wei King within perished under the sword, leaving only the dancing girls and musicians trembling, looking

toward the sky.

"The Wei King is without Dao and should be executed! After tomorrow, a virtuous master will descend; you must not cause chaos."

Ji Yanran looked down, and her cold voice sounded, causing the somewhat panicked palace to quiet down.

"Is there someone in the sky?"

"How is that possible!"

The Wei Martial Soldiers felt their worldview had shattered.

Humans don't have wings; how could they fly in the sky?

After waiting for a while, everyone came back to their senses, and looking at the sky again, they found that the person in the sky had disappeared, making them feel anxious and suspicious of whether they had experienced

a hallucination.

Yahu Small Abode.

Ji Yanran returned to her residence and casually opened the chat group.

Ji Yanran: "I just beheaded the Wei King; there shouldn't be any impact, right?"

Su Xiao: "Beheaded the Wei King? What happened?"

Ji Yanran: "The situation is like this..."

Su Xiao: "So that's it. It's just a mere King of Wei; what could happen? Even if you beheaded the Qin Shi Huang of your world now, it wouldn't be a problem."

Ying Zheng: "Miss Su seems to have a lot of opinions about me?!"

Su Xiao: "Just an example, don't mind it, First Emperor."

Hu Yifei: "Indeed. The King of Wei is not important at all."

Ji Yanran: "That's good."