The sound of chains rubbing against the ground could be heard from the underground steps of the Red Castle. Candlelight flickered. A handsome man with shackled hands and feet was escorted by two Yunzhong Swords to this place where swords used by celebrities of the Desolate Sect were enshrined.

"The Great Sect Master has been brought here."

"Thank you for your hard work, let's go down." Bai Yi stood in front of the stone platform with the long sword glowing with blood, and said with his back to them, waving gently.

Lezheng Longhua looked at the white gauze wrapped around the right hand of the great sect leader, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Do you, even the leader of the Desolate Sect, want this sword?"

"It seems that I am not the king it considers." Bai Yi still turned his back to Lezheng Longhua, looking at the "Holy Sword" and said lightly.

A loud laugh came from behind.

"You don't really think that this sword will recognize its owner, do you?" Lezheng Longhua, who took a long time to stop laughing, asked jokingly.

"Of course I don't believe it."

"I think so. To be able to become the great lord of the barren land, you are certainly not a fool."

Bai Yi frowned slightly and heard the person behind him let out an exaggerated "Ouch", and then continued: "It seems wrong to say that. Isn't the Liu Yike who sat in the position of the sect leader before you an incurable idiot?"

"Are you qualified to evaluate her like this?" Bai Yi asked coldly.

"Of course I don't dare to claim to be the most qualified person in front of you." Lezheng Longhua shrugged, "I'm just helping you express your true thoughts, isn't it? I pushed her into the abyss with my own hands.

Isn’t that person your Excellency?”

Bai Yi's back remained motionless, as if he had not heard Yue Zheng Longhua's accusation.

"It's a pity that you had to be a little hasty, otherwise you wouldn't have lost the Hanyu Starlight, the inherited ancient sword that symbolizes the identity of the great sect masters in the past." Lezheng Longhua said mockingly, "In the past six years, your people have been helping to find the

Liu Yike, it would be better to say that I am helping you find that sword. The seven ancient swords of Desolation were born from the molten iron of the same furnace. It can be said that they are of the same mind. If you lose one, let alone the sect master, you will feel unhappy. Even an outsider like me will feel it.

regret."

Bai Yi looked back at him, his eyes still calm: "The inheritance of Desolation relies on the spirit, not the swords. The swords themselves are just dead objects."

"You can say this about ordinary swords, but you and I both know that a barren sword is by no means a dead thing." Yue Zheng Longhua's eyes were sharp, as if he could penetrate people's hearts.

"You talk a little too much." A trace of disgust flashed across Bai Yi's face.

"But you're not ready to kill me yet, because you still want to know how to pull out the sword." Yue Zheng Longhua looked at him unscrupulously, "Obviously I know how to draw the sword, but why didn't I wait until Yunzhongjian fought?

I haven't drawn my sword yet since I came to the door?"

"Because you still lack something as an introduction to drawing the sword." Bai Yi said without thinking.

"Smart." Lezheng Longhua's clapping action while wearing iron shackles looked very funny, but neither he nor Bai Yi cared about it.

"What is that thing?"

"How about you cut my head open and take a look?"

Bai Yi snorted coldly: "Even if you don't speak, I can guess it. I know that people like you can withstand all kinds of torture, so I don't want to waste my efforts."

"Then how does the sect master want to get the information?" Yue Zheng Longhua asked with a smile, "Is it because you are chatting with me like this in the hope of developing some sympathy for each other?"

Bai Yi did not answer, but walked slowly around the stone platform where the sword was inserted.

Lezheng Longhua looked at him leisurely and saw him detouring behind the stone platform, leaning over and grabbing something from the ground.

"I think this person should know your secret, right?" Bai Yi grabbed a person with both hands. He held the back of his clothes in one hand and grabbed the person's hair with the other and raised his face to show Lezheng Longhua.

A complex look flashed across Lezheng Longhua's eyes. Bai Yi captured this moment, and the corners of his mouth curved for the first time.

"This woman is the daughter of Baili Cheng, Shunyuan Hou of Jingrong City. How could a noble lady from a princely family get into trouble with the Dragon Blood Cult for no reason? You sent your men after her to abduct her. You must have done it to kidnap her.

Did she get something here to help you draw your sword?" Bai Yi asked coldly.

Lezheng Longhua saw the scars on Baili Xuan's body, and suddenly showed an unscrupulous smile: "As expected of the great sect master, you can do anything. But even if you torture people like this, you still don't get what you want.

Bar?"

Bai Yi looked at Yue Zheng Longhua with a gloomy face, unable to deny that what he said really touched his sore spot.

Bai Lixuan seemed to know nothing. Over the past few days, Bai Yi had secretly tortured her without telling most people in the villa, but this woman could not answer any questions countless times, even if she was in pain until she was about to faint.

Where did a young lady with a noble background come from such a warrior-like perseverance and the ability to keep secrets? Bai Yi found it unbelievable, but he still insisted that Bai Lixuan had not told the truth to him.

Because if Bai Lixuan doesn't know the secret of drawing the sword, then what is the meaning of the previous actions of Lezheng Longhua and the Dragon Blood God Cult?

Looking at Bai Yi's somewhat absent-minded eyes, Yue Zheng Longhua secretly chuckled in his heart. He was absolutely confident that no matter how much torture Bai Yi continued, he would never be able to get the real way to draw the sword.

Baili Xuan is indeed the "key", but she herself doesn't know about it at all. She knows nothing about the stone platform where the sword is inserted and the sword on the stone platform, but this has no impact at all, or in other words, this is the key.

This is the subtle thought of the person who designed this mechanism.

Because the key is only used to open the lock, the person who makes the key is not the person who will eventually get the treasure in the box. As long as the key can fulfill the mission of opening the lock, it is enough.

As for what to do with the key after unlocking it, who cares?

"Aren't you worried that I will kill her?" Bai Yi said to Lezheng Longhua, "If you kill her, this sword will have no chance to see the light of day again. Do you feel very sorry?"

"I will probably want to die with regret." Lezheng Longhua said playfully, "After all, day and night, I have been thinking about using this sword to cut off all the seven scraps of copper and iron belonging to your Desolate Sect... Oh, again

I'm wrong, there are only six of them now. It's a pity, this is what I regretted before, that I can't realize my dream of inserting the seven broken ancient swords in front of the desolate sect."

"You call this daydreaming." Bai Yi snorted coldly, "The ancient sword of the Desolate Sect is made of divine iron, how can it be broken?"

Divine Iron? Lezheng Longhua chuckled and said secretly in his heart, those are just the leftover residues. If he really pulls out the Dragon Tooth Holy Sword on the stone platform to kill the emperor, the Desolate Sect will have all seven ancient swords.

What does he have to fear?

Bai Yi ignored Yue Zheng Longhua. He put Bai Lixuan down and leaned against the stone platform. He stared at the sword hilt on the stone platform and fell into deep thought.
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