632: C632 Yang Xuan's Speculation

C632 Yang Xuan's Speculation

Yang Xuan nodded and looked at the old man with a smile. "Uncle Li, from now on, you will take care of the orphanage."

"That old witch and those bad guys have already gotten what they deserved. There's a secret room at the bottom of the reception room, and the mechanism is the vase on the shelf. You just need to turn it a little."

"There are a lot of treasures in the secret room. These things are up to you to decide. Let the children live a better life. You don't have to feel wronged. I'll leave the children to you!"

After arranging everything, Yang Xuan brought the two girls back to Nanjiang on the same day.

Yang Xuan's car was parked at the airport. After getting off the plane, he drove the two girls back to their residence.

"Don't always do nothing other than practicing sword skills. When you have nothing to do, go out to shop, watch movies, or play some Di or something. You can make any money you want on the card. Just tell me when you run out of money."

Although the two girls had always called Yang Xuan their master, Yang Xuan had never looked down on the two of them.

First of all, it was because of the two girls' identities. That was an incomparably rare Sword Spirit. With this kind of extraordinary talent and physique, the number of people who were still alive in this world could not be more than a slap in the face.

If people knew that they were Sword Spirit, it would cause an unknown amount of shock, and it would be hard to imagine how many corpses would be left behind.

Second, Yang Xuan had always been sympathetic towards the two of them. He especially wanted to let them live a happy life that belonged to their age, and not interact with the cold Longsword every day.

The two girls nodded, and then suddenly knelt in front of Yang Xuan.

"What are you guys doing? If you have something to say, say it. Hurry up and say it many times. Don't do this to me in the future."

Yang Xuan was most afraid that the two girls would kneel to him, so he quickly stretched out his hand to help them up.

"Master, thank you for giving us this opportunity. Today, we have finally gotten our revenge. The things that we have suppressed for so many years have finally been vented out. We sisters thank Master!"

The two girls said gratefully.

Yang Xuan felt a little awkward. These two girls thought that bringing them to Xuan City today was specially to let them take revenge.

But in reality, taking revenge was just a side effect. Yang Xuan was going for another purpose.

When they returned home, it was already past nine o'clock, but Su Nan had not returned from work yet.

Yang Xuan also did not call to disturb her. Xue Chao specially transferred over a dozen elite troops from the hundred-man team to secretly protect Su Nan, and also did not need to worry about Su Nan's safety.

Furthermore, to Su Nan, overtime was already a norm. Being able to get off work before ten o'clock every day was already considered quite early.

Yang Xuan took a shower first and then began to carefully study the thread-bound ancient book he brought back.

He was proficient in many languages of many countries, and he could even roughly understand some native dialects. However, he was helpless against the symbols on the ancient book.

The symbols were very strange. They seemed to be made up of many tadpoles with different mentality. At a glance, they were densely packed, and there was no way to find any breakthrough.

After looking at it for a long time, he still could not figure out what was going on. Instead, he felt a little dizzy, so Yang Xuan could only give up for the time being.

However, this trip to Xuan City was not fruitless. At least, he was certain that Yunque and Haitang had an extraordinary background!

In fact, Yang Xuan had also suspected at the beginning that with the special constitution of the Sword Spirit, his parents or ancestors definitely weren't ordinary people.

After that day's fight with the black-clothed man, the black-clothed man clearly had the chance to kill Haitang Skylark in just a few moves, but the other party didn't do so.

Moreover, he had intentionally or unintentionally taught Yunque Haitang some sword skills.

The sword techniques of the man in black were absolutely unparalleled. Even if Yang Xuan had this guy in his hand, he definitely wouldn't be a match for him.

It could be said that his opponent's sword techniques had already reached perfection, and had even exceeded Yang Xuan's scope of understanding.

Furthermore, through three exchanges with the other party, Yang Xuan could determine that the other party had not used his full strength once.

In other words, Yang Xuan also could not figure out how strong the opponent was. If the opponent let go of him completely, what kind of power would it produce?

It seemed like it was not impossible for a single sword strike to break Jiang Duanliu!

In the entire world, only the Sword Saint could make his sword skills reach such a level of perfection!

Therefore, Yang Xuan made a bold guess that the mysterious man in black was most likely the legendary Sword Saint!

As for the Skylark and Haitang, it was very likely that they had some kind of inextricable relationship with each other!

Yang Xuan was even more certain about his speculation on this trip to Xuan City.

First of all, it was the sandalwood box. The patterns on it were merely exquisite in the eyes of ordinary people.

However, in the eyes of a top expert like Yang Xuan, he could see the clues within with a single glance.

The patterns on it were definitely not carved by ordinary tools. Only an expert of the Unparalleled Sword Technique would be able to penetrate the sword qi into these patterns.

In other words, the patterns on the surface were left behind by a top-notch sword expert!

And that person was very likely to be a Sword Saint!

If this guess was magnified, Yang Xuan could make a bold guess that Skylark and Haitang might be the descendants of the Sword Saint!

However, this was only Yang Xuan's speculation at the moment, and there was no direct evidence.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything about this matter, including Yunque and Haitang.

He knew that if his speculation was confirmed, this matter would cause an irreparable disaster!

And he was the center of this disaster!

At this time, the phone suddenly rang. It was Celestial Shadow. "Monarch, I have already brought Madman Qiao to Nanjiang. What should we do next?"

"So fast!"

Yang Xuan nodded and said, "Take him to Longquan Moun Manor first. I will come over immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xuan quickly changed his clothes and walked out.

Madman Qiao was a rather special prisoner in Profound Army Soldier's imperial prison. This person was also a famous figure in the Dark World.

Furthermore, his relationship with the Profound Army Soldier had always been good. He had helped the Profound Army Soldier a few times, and the Profound Army Soldier owed him a favor.

But later on, he did not know what happened. He suddenly became crazy. Whenever he saw someone, he would shout that the Sword Saint wanted to destroy the world.

Once, when he went crazy, he pulled out his knife and slashed at Yang Xuan, who was unprepared.

This kind of thing was definitely a capital offense in the Profound Army Soldier. However, Yang Xuan remembered that he had helped the Profound Army Soldier a few times and had gone crazy, so he did not execute him. He only imprisoned him in the prison of the Profound Army Soldier.

This person was crazy every day. He talked about the Sword Saint the most.

The name of the Sword Saint was a legend in the Dark World, and furthermore, Madman Qiao always said things like 'one sword cut off the river' or something like that. No one had ever taken his words seriously, and only thought of them as nonsense.

Yang Xuan had never taken it seriously. He had even forgotten about this person a long time ago.

However, after exchanging blows with the mysterious man in black, Yang Xuan slowly began to feel that he might be able to learn something from Madman Qiao.

Perhaps he really knew something about the Sword Saint.2

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