"Young Master, since the Prince has spoken thus, don't blame this old man."

Ye San Dao sighed, though he wasn't surprised.

For his Prince, there were too many sons, but only those with value could be called the Prince's sons.

Following Xiao Jing's order, Ye San Dao raised his blade and chopped toward Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo kicked the longsword at the tip of his shoe with his toe. The sword Luoxia sprang up, stabbing toward Ye San Dao's throat.

The moment Ye San Dao tilted his head to dodge, Xiao Mo's figure had already reached in front of Ye San Dao. He grabbed the sword hilt flying forward and swept the horizontal blade toward his head.

Ye San Dao raised his blade to block in a tricky posture.

"Bang!"

Ye San Dao felt a tremendous impact. His whole body didn't feel like it had been struck by a sword, but more like it had been hammered.

Ye San Dao crashed through an artificial mountain, and broken stones rolled to the ground.

"Go!"

Xiao Mo didn't linger in battle. He turned around, embraced Jiang Qingyi, and headed outside.

Jiang Qingyi, having regained her senses, acted like a willful little girl, continuously pounding Xiao Mo's chest, "Let me go! I don't need you to save me! Let me go!"

"Since you've come, don't think of leaving." Xiao Jing took out a token from his chest and activated it with spiritual power.

Just as Xiao Mo was about to fly out of the Xiao mansion, the mansion's formation activated, shrouding the entire residence. No one could leave.

"Sigh." Xiao Mo sighed in his heart. What a pity, just a little short.

"Move aside!"

Suddenly, Jiang Qingyi shouted loudly. She pressed her hands against Xiao Mo's chest and pushed him away with force.

At that very moment, a blade strike flew between the two of them.

Ye San Dao chopped toward Xiao Mo again.

Xiao Mo raised his sword to meet the enemy.

Both sides attacked extremely fast, completely invisible to the eye.

Only the artificial mountains in the Xiao mansion exploded one after another, and buildings collapsed one by one.

Jiang Qingyi charged downward, her longsword pointing directly at Xiao Jing, planning to capture the leader first.

"This Prince has really been underestimated."

Xiao Jing sneered coldly, drew his sword, and struck Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi also swung out her sword. The penetrating sword qi carved a deep trench in the ground behind both of them but as a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, it would be all too easy for Xiao Jing to kill an injured Golden Core realm cultivator like Jiang Qingyi.

During the brief stalemate between their swords, Xiao Jing found an opportunity. While deflecting force forward, he kicked Jiang Qingyi in the lower abdomen.

Jiang Qingyi spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her entire body rolling continuously on the ground.

Xiao Jing seized the opportunity to thrust his sword, intending to kill her on the spot.

"Clang!"

Just as Xiao Jing was about to succeed, Xiao Mo reached Jiang Qingyi's side and struck upward with his sword.

Xiao Jing was startled and hurriedly blocked, being knocked back ten meters.

"A dying man!"

Xiao Jing frowned and activated the formation with his mind. A fire phoenix swooped toward Jiang Qingyi and Xiao Mo.

He truly wanted to put Xiao Mo to death, without the slightest mercy in his heart.

Even if extracting Xiao Mo's sword bone would cause his divine soul to dissipate, with no possibility of reincarnation, he didn't care.

"Boom!"

Xiao Mo shielded Jiang Qingyi behind him, forcibly withstanding this strike!

"No!" Jiang Qingyi shouted loudly.

Xiao Mo fell backward. Jiang Qingyi tightly embraced her master. She could feel that her master's life flame was about to extinguish.

"Han'er, go kill that woman and take down his sword bone. Then you'll have both double pupils and a sword bone. From now on, you will be invincible in this world!" With the overall situation decided, Xiao Jing said to his son.

"Yes, Father!" Xiao Han showed no hesitation, taking a short blade and walking toward them.

Although Xiao Han had never seen this brother of his, he extremely disliked him.

Because no matter what Xiao Han did, he would always be compared to Xiao Mo.

This made Xiao Han extremely displeased.

Xiao Mo was just a waste who had a sword bone transplanted. What qualification did he have to be compared with himself?

Even after Xiao Mo learned that the sword bone belonged to someone else, he actually left the Xiao mansion to search for that woman.

Simply ridiculous!

In Jiang Qingyi's embrace, Xiao Mo coughed several times. His fingertip lightly touched the ground.

The ground became like lake water. With Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi as the center, ripples spread outward in circles.

Before Xiao Han's eyes, the two people suddenly disappeared.

"Father..." Xiao Han suddenly turned his head, thinking they had both escaped.

"This sword bone is truly remarkable, allowing a Nascent Soul realm sword cultivator to create a sword domain." Xiao Jing walked forward and said, "Son, don't worry, they haven't left."

Xiao Jing picked up a stone and threw it over. The stone shattered instantly as if it had hit an invisible wall.

"This is a sword cultivator's sword domain. Xiao Mo pulled Jiang Qingyi inside, so they appear to have disappeared."

Xiao Jing asked Ye San Dao beside him.

"How long would it take to break through his sword domain?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, this old man needs only three strikes." Ye San Dao stroked his beard confidently.

Everyone's sword domain was different.

Xiao Mo's sword domain was a clear lake, with the lake reflecting the azure sky and white clouds drifting slowly through the air.

"Master, you won't die... you won't die..."

Inside the sword domain, Jiang Qingyi knelt on the lake surface, ripples spreading outward in waves.

In the lake water, what was reflected were the shadows of the two people.

"Silly child, no one is immortal. It's just a matter of sooner or later."

Leaning in his disciple's embrace, Xiao Mo's breathing became increasingly weak but in the next moment, streams of water rose from the clear lake surface.

These streams of water bound Jiang Qingyi like ropes, lifting and suspending her in the air.

"Master, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Qingyi twisted her limbs, but she couldn't break free at all.

Xiao Mo struggled to stand up and walked step by step toward Jiang Qingyi, "Nothing special, just returning what belongs to you."

Jiang Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then cursed loudly, "Xiao Mo! Have you gone mad? Let me go! I don't want that sword bone! Without that sword bone, I can still get my revenge!"

Xiao Mo acted as if he hadn't heard and just continued walking behind the young woman.

"Xiao Mo, I'm warning you! If you give me the sword bone, I will never forgive you for all eternity! I said I would kill everything related to Xiao Jing! You are also someone I must kill! If your soul is scattered, how can I kill you! I don't want to use something you've used! Get away from me!" Jiang Qingyi's voice grew louder and louder but Xiao Mo still turned a deaf ear. He gripped his longsword and broke open Jiang Qingyi's tender white back.

A section of Jiang Qingyi's spine was composed of spiritual power.

Xiao Mo directly shattered this section of spiritual spine bone.

"Ah!"

Jiang Qingyi's limbs went rigid from pain as she let out a scream of agony.

Then, Xiao Mo controlled his flying sword to break open his own back. He reached behind himself and extracted that sword bone.

Xiao Mo gripped that crystal-clear sword bone and placed it into her back.

The sword bone seemed to be returning home, quickly fusing with Jiang Qingyi. Even the broken flesh healed on its own.

Xiao Mo walked in front of Jiang Qingyi. His body was transforming into points of spiritual light that gradually scattered.

Xiao Mo smiled as he looked at his disciple, reaching out to place his hand on her head, just like when he first brought her into the mountain gate, "Qingyi, forgive Master, this is the last time."