Chapter 638

Zisu panickedly picked up her sword to respond.

The Meteor Sword is the Meteor Sect's exclusive sword technique.

Since Nan Gongdi began teaching Li Qingluo and discovered she had inherited Pei Lao Furen's martial talent, he has spared no effort in passing on all sword techniques to her.

Li Qingluo felt pity each day.

She had never been lax even for a single day.

Thus, even though only two years had passed, her swordsmanship had already reached a miraculous level.

At this moment, the sword flowers flowed smoothly in her hand, and even Nan Gongdi was secretly astonished.

But he soon nodded in satisfaction again.

"Luo'er's Meteor Sword is no worse than yours."

Nan Gongdi said while looking at Xuan Cang, and Xuan Cang blushed.

"Master, the junior sister indeed has considerable talent; it is I who have disappointed you."

However, Xuan Cang's eyes held no jealousy, but were full of admiration.

This made Nan Gongdi feel considerably relieved.

His disciples were only Zisu and Xuan Che, two fools, and now these two fools have come here to stir up trouble; how could Nan Gongdi not feel frustrated that they won't improve?

But at this moment he could only watch Li Qingluo, his youngest disciple now, who within ten moves completely overwhelmed his second disciple, who had trained in the Meteor Sword for over ten years, putting her on the back foot.

And soon, Zisu's sword in her hand was knocked away.

Then Li Qingluo pointed her sword at her, and she fell to the ground.

Zisu's face turned deathly pale, full of disbelief.

"You... you are actually this formidable."

Li Qingluo: "I can't show it off, but compared to my second senior sister, I shouldn't be completely useless, right?"

"Now speaking with strength, are you convinced?"

Zisu, mocked until her face turned ashen, said: "Now you're pleased, so naturally you can say whatever you want; I'm not just letting you slaughter me."

"Do as you wish!"

"Anyway, in your little junior sister's eyes, we fellow disciples, your senior brothers and sisters, are not even as good as your servants!"

Li Qingluo gave a cold snort: "That's certainly the case."

"They are the ones who have risked life and death for me, accompanying me day and night."

"And you, who are nominally my senior brothers and sisters, never once looked up to me from the start."

"What matters more, I, Li Qingluo, have always valued affection, not status!"

"Moreover, they are my family, not the lowly servants you keep calling them!"

Saying this, Li Qingluo fiercely threw her sword to the ground.

Beside them, Que'er and Sha San smirked triumphantly, and the two of them stood more firmly behind Li Qingluo.

The other Sha members also crossed their arms, coldly gazing at these Meteor Sect disciples.

In an instant, the Meteor Sect disciples were all intimidated.

Although they are a martial arts sect of the jianghu, they are still young and lack any experience wandering the jianghu, so the bloodlust on them naturally cannot compare to those who have followed Li Qingluo through wind and rain.

In a flash, the Meteor Sect disciples fell silent.

Their previous ignorance and hot-bloodedness were now almost completely washed away at this moment.

Their eyes filled with hope, they once again looked toward Sect Leader Nan Gongdi.

Nan Gongdi merely looked at them coldly: "There are always people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens."

"You too should wake up a bit!"

The sect leader's attitude left all the Meteor Sect disciples utterly disappointed.

Li Qingluo also took the opportunity to say: "Things have come to this; you've caused enough trouble, shouldn't you be leaving now?"

"Staying here is of no use anyway."

"So hurry up and get lost!"

"Otherwise, no one will be left to clean up your mess."

Zisu, ashamed and angry, red-eyed, shouted: "What's so great about it?"

"If we're leaving, then we're leaving!"

She helped Xuan Che up, then led the crowd away quickly.

This time, the King of Loulan did not stop them again.

Xuan Cang: "I'll see them out of the city."

All the Meteor Sect people have left; the hall is finally much quieter.

However, Li Qingluo's recent performance earned great praise from the King of Loulan.

Moreover, Sha Yi had already quietly released the King of Loulan earlier, so now that it's peaceful here, the King of Loulan's applause also rang out.

"Now I believe you are indeed the goddess rumored from Yingwang City."

"You have aided the people of Yingwang City and shown compassion to your subordinates; I also believe you truly possess a benevolent heart."

"Our Loulan is willing to accept you as a friend."

Faced with the King of Loulan's sudden change in attitude, Li Qingluo still felt somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.

"Then just now, Your Majesty..."

Ana'er: "Your Majesty the king was merely testing you. Fortunately, you are decisive and resolute, and your strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

"The offensive act just now by your subordinates, I won't hold against you!"

"So hurry up and thank the King of Loulan!"

It's just an apology; Li Qingluo generously placed her hand on her chest and said, 'Thank you, Your Majesty the King of Loulan, for your magnanimity in not holding my recent offense against me.'

The Loulan King snorted: 'You just offended me?'

'I see you have a lot of gall.'

'Still not telling me who you really are?'

Li Qingluo: 'I... am indeed not any marriage-alliance princess of Mantuo City.'

'Mantuo City would never marry into the Western Regions, let alone debase itself to curry favor through marriage alliances.'

'My purpose in coming to the Western Regions this time is solely to rescue my master. As for the marriage-alliance princess pretext, it's merely a name to gain entry into the Western Regions.'

The Loulan Queen looked at her curiously: 'Then who exactly are you?'

'From what your subordinates said yesterday, your background is also unfathomable—even we dare not offend you lightly.'

'So, who exactly are you?'

Li Qingluo: 'My true identity is actually insignificant—just the granddaughter of an old general.'

'As for the rash words my subordinates spoke yesterday, they were merely meant to intimidate you; my elders do indeed have some acquaintance with those people, nothing more.'

It was obvious Li Qingluo was still hiding something.

Her identity certainly isn't that simple.

Who is this general?

Is it really just an acquaintance with those people of formidable background?

She is so steady and capable; how could her subordinates be the sort to spout nonsense in a panic?

But since she didn't say, the Loulan King had no intention of really getting to the bottom of it.

After all, since yesterday she has been spouting lie after lie.

Her mind is more twisted than the innards of an intestine.

Even if she told the truth, the Loulan King couldn't be sure it was really true.

As long as she didn't come to the Western Regions with ulterior motives to disturb the peace, that would be fine.

'This is now in your hands, Anar.'

'If you have any business, just shout; you may freely use anyone in the king's palace.'

Anar nodded gratefully at the Loulan King: 'Yes, Your Majesty.'

The Loulan King and his entourage all withdrew.

Li Qingluo also had Shazi and Zhui Yu go out to wait.

Once everyone had left, Anar's expression turned completely stern.

She crossed her arms, looked at Nan Gongdi, and snorted coldly: 'You've gotten yourself a fine disciple.'

'You've come thousands of miles, braving mountains and rivers, just to save me.'

'Why do you have more blessings than I do?'

'Someone as worthless as you actually gets happiness—Heaven is truly unfair!'

Nan Gongdi naturally let her scold, not uttering a word in reply.

Although Li Qingluo knew Anar harbored hatred toward him, Nan Gongdi was still her master, so she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

She then asked, 'What must I do to have you release my master?'

'Or just speak plainly.'

Anar: 'Release him? I can release him right now.'

'But ask him yourself—can he leave peacefully like that?'

'Anyway, his life is useless to me. I want you, your people, and him to accompany me to Haral Imperial City.'

Li Qingluo really wanted to leave the Western Regions quickly.

But it was obvious she couldn't leave in the short term.

She looked at Nan Gongdi.

Nan Gongdi's hopeful gaze was also directed at her.

Before Li Qingluo could nod, Anar continued, 'Kuerte, after being wounded in Haral Imperial City last time and sent back to Wusun, has undergone a complete change in temperament.'

'A few months ago he went to Haral Imperial City again and never returned.'

'I suspect his soul was transferred.'

'Since Loulan also has our relatives, I wanted to come here first to see if anyone harmed him.'

'But now it seems Loulan can be ruled out.'

'Then the only place left is Haral Imperial City… and my blood relatives…'

Anar said this much, and Li Qingluo already understood.

She knows the soul-transfer evil art!

'So you know the soul-transfer technique.'

'Do you know the consequences after a soul transfer?'

Li Qingluo asked her.

Because Anar seemed emotionally stable.

Although she often loses control when facing Nan Gongdi, she seems far more composed than Li Qingluo expected regarding the Kuerte matter.

Moreover, she originally brought Nan Gongdi to Loulan suspecting that Loulan had harmed Kuerte.

Now that Loulan has been ruled out, is Haral Imperial City her final target?

Nan Gongdi's face showed an anxious expression: 'Luo'er!'

Anar gave Nan Gongdi a glance and replied, 'It seems you know as well.'

Turns out you're really not to be underestimated. But since you know about this, it's much simpler—I can't be bothered to waste more words with you.

That soul-swapping technique has been lost for a long time; because it's too evil, it was banned by the Imperial Court almost a hundred years ago.

Once discovered, anyone involved will be executed without exception by the Imperial Court.

But how many children raised in the Imperial Court are unaware of this secret and strange legend?

I, too, have naturally heard of it.

But who would have thought back then that this evil technique would one day fall upon me, and that my Kuerte would also be targeted by my own relatives!

Saying this, Ana'er burst into tears.

Because the secret history is kept within the Imperial Court, I've known since childhood that there might still be a way to remedy this.

Li Qingluo felt a great shock: 'You mean, someone afflicted by the evil technique and soul-swapped can still be saved?'

Is that true?

Ana'er nodded: 'Yes. But exactly how to do it, I cannot tell you now.'

I want you and Nan Gongdi to personally accompany me to Hala Imperial City.

So, do you dare to go or not?

Otherwise, Nan Gongdi will die right now!

Saying this, Ana'er drew a dagger and menacingly gestured at Nan Gongdi.

Nan Gongdi: 'I'll go!'

Even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, I will certainly go without hesitation.

But Luo'er has her own choice; please give her a little time.

Ana'er snorted coldly: 'If it weren't for the fact that you, my little disciple, really have some skill, can kill all the Baza, and can even storm the Loulan Royal Palace alone without fear, being both brave and resourceful, would I give you this chance?'