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Chapter 98 This sword spirit is too greedy 10

"Senior brother, why are you so nervous? With us protecting them, they will be safe. So please don't cause any more anxiety." Meng Xuan'an's gentle voice came from the side, which was particularly understanding compared to Pei Ze's previous toughness.

Pei Ze frowned. No, it's one thing for the disciples not to know what the Infernal Purgatory is like, but what about Meng Xuan'an...?

Just as he was about to speak, Meng Xuan'an interrupted him, "Alright, I know you're just concerned, Senior Brother."

Then he said to his disciples, “You can all move forward with peace of mind, challenge yourselves, and break through to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible. We will be behind you to protect you.”

After he finished speaking, thunderous applause immediately erupted in the room.

As Pei Ze watched the disciples' adoring gazes toward Meng Xuan'an, he began to doubt himself. Staring at Meng Xuan'an's gentle profile, he couldn't help but ask himself, "Am I really overly concerned?"

……

Lan Sheng had mentioned the Infernal Purgatory to Zhao Zhao more than once. Influenced by what he had heard, Zhao Zhao also thought that the Infernal Purgatory was very dangerous. So, he thought of coming to find Meng Xuan'an.

Surely this gentle person wouldn't hurt him.

Zhao Zhao thought foolishly.

Meng Xuan'an proposed that he and Pei Ze lead the way, with one of them staying behind to cover the rear. Since Meng Xuan'an was blind, Pei Ze planned to walk in front.

Upon hearing his suggestion, Meng Xuan'an said gently, "Senior brother, there are many unknown risks ahead, so I'll go first."

Pei Ze frowned, "But, you..."

"Senior brother, I'm leaving now."

Before he could say anything, Meng Xuan'an left, leaving Pei Ze with no choice but to stay behind to cover their retreat.

Meng Xuan'an led them forward, and under the crimson sky, a dazzling spirit sword suddenly rushed towards them. The spirit sword had its own consciousness and had obviously developed a sword spirit.

The disciples became somewhat agitated upon seeing the sword, and one of them couldn't wait to ask, "Immortal Venerable, could this spiritual sword be a treasure from the Infernal Purgatory?"

He thought that the Infernal Purgatory was indeed an excellent training ground. Not only had he not encountered any danger so far, but treasures had also fallen from the sky.

Meng Xuan'an chuckled, "Don't be impatient."

His mind worked, transmitting the aura of all living beings around him.

Meng Xuan'an raised his eyes, staring blankly in the direction of the Zhaoxue Sword. He sensed a very familiar sword aura.

...The Sword of Repentance?

With a slight smile, Meng Xuan'an looked up and took Zhao Xue's hand as she rushed over.

"Is it to clear his name?"

The Zhaoxue Sword trembled slightly as a response to him.

Seeing this, Meng Xuan'an said to his disciples, "This is the spirit sword of Immortal Venerable Lan Sheng, not a treasure given to everyone by the Infernal Purgatory."

"Ah," a disciple said, disappointed.

One disciple complained, "But Immortal Venerable, we've been walking for half a day and haven't encountered anything."

"Yeah, it's so boring. I didn't know Avici Hell was this dull." Some disciples were unimpressed with Avici Hell.

"Please calm down." A gentle voice imbued with spiritual power reached everyone, soothing their impatience.

"Wait a moment, everything you've been waiting for will come." He smiled gently, his voice soft and low.

Seeing that the disciples had calmed down, Meng Xuan'an gripped the hilt of Zhaoxue Sword and asked gently, "What are you doing here? Did Senior Brother Lansheng come too?"

As he spoke, he expanded the range of his perception, as if he was very eager to find him.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao stepped out of the Zhao Xue Sword. The bright young man had a gentle smile on his face and subconsciously shook his head at Meng Xuan An.

She only realized what was happening when she met his eyes, and said to him again, "Of course Lan Sheng didn't come, it was just me." His tone was filled with disappointment and grievance.

“Alone,” Meng Xuan’an said slowly.

"So you sneaked in alone?"

Zhao Zhao didn't want him to know about his foolishness, so she vaguely replied, "Mm."

Meng Xuan'an smiled again, but looking at his smiling face, Zhao Zhao felt that something was strange.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's strange about it. The person is still the same person, and the smile is still that warm smile.