After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

"Did the sect leader really send you to take Qi Yan to choose a spirit sword?"

Yun Zhao questioned Song Zhiyuan's words without any politeness.

“That’s right,” Song Zhiyuan said frankly, “If Junior Sister Yun doesn’t believe me, she can go and ask the Sect Master.”

Song Zhiyuan was certain that Yun Zhao would not bother Master Guiyuan with such a trivial matter. The sect was busy with affairs, and he, as the sect leader's chief disciple, was perfectly capable of handling such a small matter as leading disciples to select spirit swords.

But Yun Zhao didn't play by the rules. She took out a communication talisman and sent a message to Master Guiyuan in front of everyone.

Song Zhiyuan: "..."

Fortunately, a moment later, Master Guiyuan's voice rang out from the communication talisman, "Zhaozhao, I asked Zhiyuan to take Qiyan there. I have already informed the elders guarding the Sword Pool. You can go now."

Yun Zhao reluctantly said, "Then let's go."

Song Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Junior Sister Yun, please."

On the way, Yun Zhao kept a considerable distance from Song Zhiyuan and the others, and she quietly explained the relevant matters of the Sword Pool to Qi Yan.

“I always felt that Song Zhiyuan was up to no good,” Yun Zhao said, puzzled. “But I can’t figure out what he’s planning.”

Qi Yanfeng said calmly, "It's nothing. The spirit swords in the Sword Pool of the Qingyun Sect are for exorcising evil spirits. He probably wants to use the Sword Pool to expose my true form."

Yun Zhao was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Then why are we leaving? We're not going!"

Qi Yan laughed, "But I have no cultivation right now. In front of the Sword Pool, I am just an ordinary person. The Sword Pool is only for cultivators."

"If I can really reveal my true form, I'll have to thank Sword Pool."

Demons achieve twice the results with half the effort when cultivating in their original form, but unfortunately, Qi Yan's human bloodline prevails, preventing him from freely transforming into a demon.

Yun Zhao's worries subsided, but curiosity arose. "Qi Yan, I still don't know what kind of demon you are, um... a snake? A dragon? Or a tiger or lion?"

She rattled off a bunch of guesses, but when Qi Yan didn't nod, she knew she was wrong.

Tell me!

Qi Yan curled the corners of her lips. "Guess for yourself."

Yun Zhao didn't guess; he'd find out eventually anyway.

She pulled Qi Yan aside and whispered something to him, but Qi Yan was speechless. "Are you sure?"

Yun Zhao snorted, "Of course I'm sure. Don't you want to see me make a fool of myself?"

Qi Yan paused for a moment, then said, "I want to."

The two chatted and laughed, but Song Zhiyuan behind them was not so happy. He was thinking about something, and it wasn't until Xue Huairui called him twice that he came back to his senses.

"Xiao Rui, what's wrong?"

Song Zhiyuan said apologetically, "I was thinking about something just now, I didn't mean to ignore you."

Xue Huairui smiled and said, "It's alright, senior brother. I just wanted to ask if I could leave first?"

She waved the communication talisman in her hand, "Senior Sister A-Meng said she needs to talk to me."

“Then go ahead,” Song Zhiyuan said gently. “You’ve just learned sword control, so be careful on the way.”

Xue Huairui agreed and flew away on her sword.

The disciple behind Song Zhiyuan tentatively asked, "Senior Brother, you wouldn't be interested in Junior Sister Xue..."

“No,” Song Zhiyuan said calmly, “Xiao Rui is just my junior sister, nothing more.”

Upon arriving at the Sword Pool, Yun Zhao saw many disciples gathered there cultivating.

"coming?"

Elder Jianchi opened his eyes, "Who wants to choose a spirit sword?"

Yun Zhao raised his hand, "Elder, it's him!"

She pointed at Qi Yan, and Elder Jianchi glanced at him, "Come with me."

Qi Yan went with him to the inner perimeter of the Sword Pool, while Yun Zhao and the others waited outside.

She observed Song Zhiyuan discreetly, noticing that he remained expressionless, as if Qi Yan had nothing to do with him.

Yun Zhaoxin was preoccupied with Qi Yan's situation and couldn't focus on two things at once. So, she secretly opened the recording stone to capture the beautiful moments of her life.

"Alright, you can stand here. Remember, communicate with the spirit sword using your divine sense, and do not use spiritual power."

Qi Yan agreed and began communicating with the spirit sword.

His natal spirit sword in his previous life came from the sword pool of the Qingyun Sect, and it is unknown whether it will choose him again in this life.

This process took a long time, so Elder Jianchi went out first.

Seeing that Song Zhiyuan was still standing there with his men, Elder Jianchi said unhappily, "Why are you still here? Leave quickly and don't disturb the other people's cultivation."

Song Zhiyuan stepped forward and said, "Elder, I need to report to the sect leader after Junior Brother Qi has chosen his spirit sword, so I will be troubling you for now."

"Is he the sect leader's newly accepted disciple?"

Song Zhiyuan was taken aback. "No."

Elder Jianchi said bluntly, "Then why report it to the sect leader? Isn't the sect leader busy? Why do you need to report such a trivial matter to him?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Junior Brother Qi is Uncle Yunyan's only disciple, so his matter is no small matter."

Elder Jianchi asked in surprise, "What? When did Yun Yan take on a disciple?"

"Wait, he's already dead, what kind of disciple could he have taken on? Could he have risen from the dead?"

Yun Zhao's lips twitched. "Elder, I took this disciple on behalf of my father. My father wanted to take a disciple with the wind spirit root, but he never got the chance."

"A few days ago, by chance, I met Qi Yan and took him in on behalf of my father."

“So that’s how it is,” Elder Jianchi nodded. “It has fulfilled one of his wishes.”

"Zhaozhao, where's your Fuguang? Why aren't you using it?"

Yun Zhao did not put the spirit sword away; he still held it in his hand.

Fu Guang...

Yun Zhao was stunned for a moment, and it took him five seconds to pull the memory of the Fuguang Sword out of the corner of his mind.

Fu Guang Sword was the original owner's natal spirit sword, but a few years ago, Fu Guang Sword went out of control and injured Song Zhiyuan. In a fit of anger, the original owner sealed Fu Guang Sword and threw it into the storage cabinet in the house to gather dust.

Only the original owner knew about this matter. She didn't fight with anyone and didn't need Fu Guang.

“I don’t usually need to use the Fuguang, so I don’t take it out much.”

Elder Jianchi said solemnly, "Even if you don't need to use it, you should always practice with your natal spirit sword. If you need to fight, and you don't have a tacit understanding with your spirit sword, your combat power will be halved."

Yun Zhao looked enlightened and said, "Elder, I understand. I will take out Fu Guang when I get back."

Elder Jianchi was about to say something when a powerful surge of spiritual energy suddenly erupted from the Sword Pool. His expression turned serious, and he shouted, "Everyone, leave the vicinity of the Sword Pool immediately!"

At the same time, he picked up Yun Zhao and quickly left the place they had just been.

The disciples who were cultivating immediately stopped and followed Elder Jianchi away from Jianchi.

Seeing the large crater blasted out of the spot where they had just stood by, Yun Zhao was terrified. "Elder, what happened?"

Why such a commotion? Didn't we agree to scare Song Zhiyuan a little?

Elder Jianchi frowned. "This commotion... it must mean that kid has chosen a decent spirit sword."

"Is it just nice?"

Song Zhiyuan suddenly spoke up, "Given Junior Brother Qi's talent, he should have chosen the best spirit sword in the Sword Pool, otherwise he wouldn't have caused such a commotion."

Yun Zhao's expression was unfriendly. "What do you mean?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled helplessly, "Junior sister, it means exactly what it says."

Such a commotion must mean that Qi Yan can no longer suppress the demonic aura within him.

Sure enough, Elder Jianchi's expression suddenly changed drastically. "Everyone on alert! There's the aura of a demon!"