Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14254 Little guy, you have good taste

Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged, his eyes revealing an undeniable firmness and confidence. He simply said, "I am still alive, and no one can bully the people of my Overlord Empire."

Although the Holy Temple is powerful, my Overlord Empire is not one to be bullied.

If they dare to attack, I will make sure they never leave alive.

The woman in black hesitated for a moment, still harboring some concerns. She bit her lip and asked cautiously, "Can...all of us go?"

After all, we come from different places, have diverse backgrounds, and some of us may even have some minor troubles.

“Yes,” Ling Xiao answered decisively without the slightest hesitation, “but the Overlord Empire does not support useless people.”

You are going there with your own heritage, skills, and martial arts civilization, which are the foundation of your livelihood.

Once you arrive in the Overlord Empire, you must abide by the imperial laws and not act recklessly.

If you can do these things, you will have your own place in the world.

Is it even possible?

The woman in black took a deep breath, as if to bolster her courage.

She knew this was a rare opportunity and a new beginning.

Looking into Ling Xiao's determined eyes, a surge of trust and hope welled up in her heart, and she nodded emphatically, saying, "Understood!"

"Rest assured, my benefactor, we will certainly abide by the imperial laws and, carrying on our traditions and skills, contribute our strength to the development of the Overlord Empire."

Ling Xiao remained calm and composed. With a flick of his finger, a faint ray of light shot out from his fingertip, like a shooting star, and a wisp of divine thought silently entered the black-clad woman's brow.

The woman in black felt a surge of clear yet complex information flood her mind: an incredibly detailed route map and a wisp of divine consciousness radiating a powerful yet gentle aura.

Ling Xiao slowly said, "This is the route and a wisp of my divine sense. Follow this route, and if there is any danger, my divine sense will sense it. Go."

A surge of indescribable gratitude welled up in the woman's heart. She bowed again, a deep bow, her respectful posture as if she wanted to pour all her reverence into this bow.

Then, she turned around, took the little girl's hand, and prepared to leave this place filled with bloodshed and the marks of battle, to seek new hope and peace.

However, the little girl seemed to be suddenly pulled by some force, and abruptly broke free from the black-clad woman's hand.

Her small body burst forth with a stubborn strength. She quickly ran to Ling Xiao, tilted her head back, and stared straight at him with bright, clear eyes. She asked loudly, "Did you kill all these bad guys by yourself?"

Her voice was clear and resonant, echoing in the somewhat quiet space.

Ling Xiao lowered his head slightly, looking at the brave and curious little girl in front of him. A gentle smile appeared on his lips as he nodded softly and said, "Yes."

The little girl's eyes instantly brightened, like two dazzling stars twinkling in the night sky.

She clenched her tiny fists tightly, her delicate hands turning a pale white from the force, her eyes revealing a determination and longing, as she asked loudly, "Then how can I become as strong as you?"

Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback upon hearing this; he hadn't expected this little girl to have such ambition and courage.

He couldn't help but laugh, a hearty and cheerful laugh that inexplicably lifted his spirits.

He secretly admired the boy, thinking to himself, "This kid has good taste!"

In this dog-eat-dog world, having such a brave heart that pursues strength is truly precious.

He stood up and walked steadily to the little girl, his tall and upright figure like an unshakeable mountain.

He slowly flipped his palm, and a short, shimmering dagger appeared.

The blade of the short sword shimmered with multicolored light, as if it contained endless mysteries. Although the sword energy was restrained, it possessed its own spirit, as if it had its own life.

This is a true treasure, reaching the upper grade of the Cangyue Realm. Even in the eyes of some powerful cultivators, it is a rare and precious item.

Ling Xiao had his own reasons for not giving the little girl the Great Sun Realm treasure.

In this complex world of cultivation, the Overlord Empire, though powerful, is also home to all sorts of people.

In the Overlord Empire, treasures from the Great Sun Realm are top-tier treasures. If a little girl possesses such a treasure, it could easily attract the covetousness of others. He understood the principle that possessing a treasure is a crime.

Therefore, this high-grade Cangyue Realm short sword is both a powerful aid to the little girl and won't cause her too much trouble.

He slowly handed over the dagger, looking at the little girl with a gentle yet firm gaze, and said, "Strive to become stronger."

Then use your power to protect those you should protect.

Understand? "

His words, though simple, contained profound truths and boundless expectations.

The little girl solemnly stretched out her hands and took the short knife, which was a bit heavy for her.

Her hands trembled slightly, but she gripped the dagger tightly, as if she were holding onto her future and hope.

She nodded vigorously, her eyes revealing an unwavering determination, and declared loudly, "I definitely will!"

The sound was clear and resonant, like a vow, echoing across the land for a long time.

After saying that, the little girl gripped the short knife tightly in her hand. To her, the short knife was not only a precious gift from Ling Xiao, but also the embodiment of her belief in becoming stronger.

She looked back every few steps, her eyes filled with admiration and reluctance for Ling Xiao. Her small figure appeared particularly frail in the slightly desolate environment, yet it was full of determination.

In the end, she followed the woman in black and slowly left, turning back every few steps to look back, until they gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Soon, on this ravaged land, the surviving warriors began to move.

Although they were usually scattered, they all understood at this moment that only by uniting could they have any hope of survival.

Under the guidance of several respected martial artists, everyone methodically packed their simple belongings, carefully wrapping up some precious items and inherited scriptures.

Subsequently, following a pre-arranged sequence, they migrated to the Overlord Empire one after another through a secret teleportation array.

The teleportation array emitted a mysterious light, with flashes of light and shadow. One after another, martial artists stepped into it and disappeared, leaving only faint energy fluctuations in the air.

Just then, Xiao Lianzhu stood quietly to the side, raising her head slightly to look at the deep, bottomless sky.

The sky was dotted with stars, yet a sense of oppression lingered in the air.

She spoke softly, her voice ethereal yet tinged with a hint of gravity: "Brother Ling, their people are almost here."

"They" naturally refers to the forces that have been eyeing the Batian Empire covetously and have been committing atrocities in various places.