"What?"
"The Dustless Sword?"
"The Lord's personal weapon?"
The Demon God's words caused an uproar in the hall, with buzzing discussions filling the air, and everyone's eyes were focused on the long sword in Liu Lanyan's hand.
The Demon Lord snapped out of his shock and, upon closer inspection, gasped in astonishment. It was indeed the Demon God's personal weapon—the Dustless Sword.
Dustless Sword.
Who doesn't know that back then, the Demon God wielded a dustless sword, his power sweeping across the three realms, and no one could rival him?
When the Dustless Sword was drawn, the world changed color.
Even though the Dustless Sword has been sealed away for a thousand years, its unparalleled splendor on that day is deeply imprinted in everyone's minds and can never be erased.
It can be said that the Dustless Sword is the embodiment of the Lord.
At this moment, the Dustless Sword appeared in Liu Lanyan's hand. What does this mean? Do we need to delve deeper?
The more they thought about it, the more terrified they became; the more they pondered the meaning behind it, the more their hearts trembled.
"My lord, how could you so easily lend this Dustless Sword to someone else?" The Demon Lord said with a bitter smile, his face pale. He struggled for a long time before he could barely keep his voice from trembling.
Upon hearing the Demon Lord's words, the Demon God's lips slowly curved into a gentle smile. He asked softly, word by word, "Do you have any objections to me giving the Lanyan Wuchen Sword?"
The gentle spring air carries a chilling undercurrent, making the world feel cold.
The hall was deathly silent, because of the two words spoken by His Holiness: "Given to!"
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Chapter Thirty-Seven was given to her.
To give, to deliver?
Isn't it a loan?
The people in the hall looked at each other, hoping to get a negative answer from each other's eyes. However, what they saw on each other's faces was the same shock, which also conveyed a fact that they could not accept but had to admit.
The Dustless Sword was given to Liu Lanyan by the Demon God.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, a wave of discussion swept through the hall. Everyone was talking and asking questions, and the various voices were so mixed together that it was impossible to hear what they were saying.
In fact, no one knows what they want to hear clearly, and they themselves are probably not even clear about what they want to express.
My mind is completely blank, a jumbled mess that I can't make sense of at all.
They could only feel an annoying buzzing in their ears, and they watched as the mouths of the people around them opened and closed incessantly, shouting out their ideas, but no one paid any attention to them.
"Lord, was the Dustless Sword given to Liu Lanyan?" The Demon Lord, true to his title, was the first to react, asking the Demon God. However, no matter how composed he was, he couldn't hide the shock in his voice.
The demon god turned his head, raised an eyebrow slightly, and smiled: "Is there something wrong?"
A single, casual remark nearly made the Demon Lord vomit blood.
Yes, there's nothing wrong with it.
The Dustless Sword originally belonged to the Demon God, and he could give it to whomever he wanted.
The problem is, giving away something so valuable so easily... This is just unbelievable.
The Dustless Sword, which traverses the three realms, is no longer an ordinary weapon; it has long become a symbol of the Demon God, and one could even say it is a part of his soul.
Can such a dustless sword be given away so easily?
"No, no. There's nothing wrong with it," the Demon Lord said, waving his hands repeatedly.
What a joke! No matter how valuable or precious it is, it's the demon god's business. What right does he have to interfere?
“My lord, even if you gave the Dustless Sword to Liu Lanyan, it is true that she concealed her demonic power,” Yu Jinshuo said in a low voice from the side.
The Demon Lord could let bygones be bygones, but he couldn't.
He almost lost his life.
Yu Jinshuo stared at Liu Lanyan with malice, plotting how to deal with her so he could vent his anger.
"Demon power?" The Demon God chuckled softly, flicking his finger. Liu Lanyan, who was floating in mid-air, slowly fell back to the ground, and her imposing aura instantly dissipated.
Even the wicked, bloodthirsty smile on her face just now had completely disappeared, and her usual innocent and naive demeanor returned to Liu Lanyan's face.
At this moment, she blinked her big, confused eyes, looking around at everything with a sense of helplessness.
"Miss, Miss, are you alright?" With the barrier gone, Qin Xiu finally ran over and hugged Liu Lanyan tightly.
Liu Lanyan was held in Qin Xiu's arms, still somewhat dazed and confused, and did not react for a long time.
"Miss, Miss, what's wrong?" Qin Xiu was frightened by Liu Lanyan's appearance and kept patting Liu Lanyan's back.
"Aunt Qin..." Liu Lanyan choked for a long time before uttering a sentence that made everyone want to vomit blood and collapse, "They bullied me..."
With just that one sentence, a whole bunch of people in the venue collapsed.
Who's bullying whom here?
She directly used the demon god's signature weapon to instantly kill everyone, and almost killed Yu Jinshuo, and even let others bully her.
For a moment, everyone was speechless, questioning the heavens and silently shedding tears. Was there any justice left in the world?
"The power of the Dustless Sword is so strong." Su Hanhao exclaimed from the side, but his exclamation was not quiet and could be clearly heard by those nearby in the exceptionally quiet venue.
His words were also meant to help Liu Lanyan out of a tight spot. The terrifying power Liu Lanyan possessed just now was not because she concealed her demonic power, but because of the Wuchen Sword in her hand.
The Demon Lord looked at the situation below and asked with a smile, "Does Your Excellency mean that you have chosen Liu Lanyan as the successor to your power?"
The polite tone made it seem as if someone else had just used the protective formation to try and kill Liu Lanyan.
"I think it's good." The Demon God chuckled casually, asking the Demon Lord's opinion, "What does the Demon Lord think?"
The demon god's question nearly made the demon lord spit out blood.
The Wuchen Sword has already been given to Liu Lanyan, so why are you asking him about it now?
If the Demon God didn't think highly of Liu Lanyan, would he have given away the Dustless Sword so easily?
Do you really think the Dustless Sword is like cabbage, something you can find everywhere?
While inwardly despising the Demon God, the Demon Lord couldn't show it on his face and still forced a smile: "Liu Lanyan is pure of heart and has not been disturbed by the mortal world. She is indeed an excellent candidate for the inheritance of power."
If you've already found someone to pass on your power, why are you still participating in the discussion?
The Demon Lord was furious. Did the Demon God think this competition for honor was just a game?
If you had already set your sights on Liu Lanyan, wouldn't it have been better to just take her under your wing?
Why did they have to pull this stunt at the product review meeting?
Of course, all the dissatisfaction was just the Demon Lord's inner rant; he didn't have the courage to speak directly to the Demon God unless he wanted the Demon Realm to change hands.
"I think so too." The Demon God chuckled with satisfaction, but to the Demon Lord and the others, that smile was truly detestable.
"Your Majesty, is the winner this time Liu Lanyan or..." the Demon Lord cautiously inquired.
It's clear that Liu Lanyan didn't win on her own merit. With the help of the Demon God's Dustless Sword, let alone winning a competition, she could absolutely turn the demon realm upside down just by traveling outside.
That's so unfair.
"You can hire others to compete, so there shouldn't be any problem with just grabbing any weapon and going up there, right?" The demon god's casual words sent cold sweats down the spines of everyone in the arena.
Liu Xinrong's tactic of colluding with outsiders is somewhat despicable, but it's not entirely unacceptable. It's not uncommon for several people to team up at previous product evaluation conferences.
In that sense, Liu Lanyan didn't really break the rules.
The question is, were the weapons that Liu Lanyan took out ordinary weapons?
The demon god's meaning was already very clear, and the demon lord was not someone who didn't understand the bigger picture; he was just a winner of a debate.
"Then the winner this time is..." The Demon Lord was about to announce when he was interrupted by the Demon God.
"Forget it, it's just a title of victory, we don't need it, let's give it to her." The Demon God stood up and said casually, "Make preparations, let Lan Yan get some rest, she must be tired."
Is Liu Lanyan tired?
One question: what did she do during the entire discussion?
The demon god's words caused everyone to look up at the sky, speechless.
As for Liu Xinrong, the winner of this product review, she felt no excitement at all, only a deep sense of humiliation.
The victory wasn't something she fought for; it was something Liu Lanyan refused to give her.
She actually ended up being given charity by a fool?
She heard the Demon Lord announcing her victory, but this glory, which should have been supreme, had now turned into shame, piercing her heart like steel needles.
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Chapter 38 Whose Power
There was a celebratory banquet in the palace that evening, but the guests present clearly did not give Liu Xinrong, the main character, the respect she deserved.
Of course, everyone here is a person of status, so they naturally wouldn't forget to congratulate Liu Xinrong.
Regardless of whether her victory was bestowed upon her by charity, the fact that she is about to become a princess is absolutely true.
Those noble families naturally had to offer plenty of flattery; no one would be so foolish as to go against Yu Jinshuo, the prince who was currently enjoying great popularity.