Niu-Style Hoax

Yi Qing walked straight into the pillar of light. The initially ferocious sword Qi seemed to become less aggressive - it did not seem to be harmful to Yi Qing. Instead, the beam of light embraced Yi Qing as he walked into it. Yi Qing walked toward the little child and sat down next to him, folding his legs. A stronger sword Qi began to emerge from his body, forming a great, white dragon. The dragon encircled the white beam of light and flew toward the sky. In a few moments, the light beam became thinner and less powerful.

Bao Feiping's anxious heart finally relaxed. He could not help but exclaim. This time, the demonic attacks seemed to be a blessing in disguise. He did not think that after all these years of effort spent searching for a sword cultivator, one would willingly walk up to his doorstep. This only proved the Little An was not fated to die young.