I Want To Be Your Sword!

"Aw! Little Ming is really cool, hehe!" Master Huan suddenly declared with a fawning chuckle. Due to the emotional blow and embarrassment, he felt a strange mighty disposition unconsciously released by Xiao Ming.

Xiao Ming still had furrowed brows as he pondered on why the lively dancing sword spirit suddenly became a meek child. he also found it strange that this little talkative was previously rosy but presently his face had turned pale. What was strange was that he wasn't aware of his soul's forceful attack towards the intruding master Huan. Master Huan had yet to obtain the recognition of Xiao Ming's will and his soul was definitely not going to endure his presence.

"Some talkative brat had just gotten a good trashing right now. No more big talks and it's sure is alright now haha! I'm exhilarated to see this reaction coming from this uncanny chatterer.... You look cute when you're quiet haha!" Xiao Ming laughed and spoke indifferently. However as he rubbed those pale childish cheeks, he just gave off provocative chuckles. Master Huan gnashed his teeth and cursed himself as he thought back to the embarrassing scene.

"A mere sword spirit dares to claim being a Master... it's a pitiful joke you know" Xiao Ming declared judgmentally. Master Huan withheld the impulse to immediately throw a mouthful of blood due to Xiao Ming's vicious statements. Inwardly, he was feeling discontent with his predicament and he felt as though he was the most unluckiest person alive.

His face was unsightly pale and he gritted his teeth from time while muttering indistinct and unheard phrases. His misery could not be explained in mere words. The feeling of retribution was grave, he recalled the youth he scolded and watched over back then, but now this youth's blade like tongue was severing him in the exact same manner.

His appearance had been totally altered, Xiao Ming would surely not put a talkative 'kid' like him in his good books. The only way was to establish a good relationship was to induce something he didn't wish to happen. Presently, he was short of ideas to carry out his motives.

"If not for that bitch who cast the divine power of Age Reversion on Old Huan, this brat wouldn't dare to ignore his senior. I'd have taught this brat a lesson if I were at my peak and that Dao Dragon would be dealt with as well...Argh! I feel so useless... What do I do now?" Master Huan's emotionless face betrayed his wildly raging thoughts. He was going to step out of this misery even if it required heavy sacrifices. A resolute look passed through his cute childish eyes.

Xiao Ming had a faint suspicion on the background and identity of this sword spirit. he had a feeling that almost every aspect of his life was controlled by a mysterious figure. However, he was a bit relaxed as he could sense that these mysterious character was stirring his fate for good. This was a feeling from the depth of his soul and he was unfettered about this as no danger was involved. He possibly wouldn't know that his abundant luck had been laid by his father, the domineering Xiao Yunhai.

Master Huan was truly pitiful, he was a supreme of Sheng Yun Realm but somehow his fate was twisted because of a woman. He was backstabbed by his so called friend. The consequences were grave as the Sheng Yun King had cast this god-level technique on him. As long as he exhausted his divine power, his cultivation and looks would retrogress.

Although Dao Dragon had turned him into a sword spirit to conserve his divine source, it had only done much as an ant would lift a bamboo. The mighty Divine Emperor expert had been reduced to the state of being between the Immortal Essence and the Dao Soul stages. he had also turned younger at a faster rate, within sixteen years, the middle-aged looking master Huan had now turned into a decade youngster.

Xiao Ming had a bitter smile as he stared right in place as he stared right in place at the faraway Yuanyun Earth Mountain peak above. He was a bit indignant and felt worried for the Bai Clan members. He could picture the worried expressions on Bai Qing, Bai Yunxiao and the other two ancestors. But he was still grateful to Master Huan for rescuing him during his crisis. This was the only positive credit he could give to this little talkative brat.

"Should I possibly try a climb over" Xiao Ming squinted his brows as he thought. However, he cast the thought aside, it was suicidal. The height of the Yuanyun Earth Mountain wasn't something that could be climbed casually by a mortal like him. He believed that only a single misstep would cost him his precious head. That would really be awful to know that the Bright Tiger actually ended up dying from a fall.

Since the consequences following his attempted climb were numerous, he pushed the thoughts about leaving aside for the meantime. As he turned over, he was stunned to see a fawned Master Huan beckoning towards him with a wave. He was blank as he could not guess what this psycho was up to.

"Now what's it?, little guy" Xiao Ming asked frustrated as he spoke with a helpless smile to Master Huan.

"Hehe... Master Huan.... Sorry! Little Huan wants to become Uncle Ming's sword haha" Master Huan spoke shamelessly with a bewitching smile.