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Chapter 32 Attempting to Control a Sword

Chen Weiguo rushed to his granddaughter's house, carrying a lot of snacks.

As soon as the door opened, Aunt Chen's eyes widened when she saw so many large bags of snacks: "Dad, why did you bring snacks again? I've told you before, Xiaoxue is a grown-up, she doesn't eat these things."

"I brought it for my granddaughter, not for you. You talk too much."

Chen Weiguo rolled his eyes, picked up his bags, and walked through the door.

"Fine, your daughter isn't human, only your granddaughter is." Aunt Chen curled her lip and stepped aside.

Soon the bedroom door opened, and Chen Xiaoxue, who was without makeup and had a youthful and lively appearance, came out in slippers, a sweet smile on her face: "Grandpa, you're here."

"Xiaoxue, long time no see! How busy have you been at school lately?"

Chen Weiguo smiled. Every time he saw Chen Xiaoxue, he, as her grandfather, would be overjoyed.

"It's alright, it's not that busy."

Chen Xiaoxue said with a smile that she very thoughtfully helped Aunt Chen by carrying the snacks from the doorway into the house.

"By the way, Xiaoxue, have you seen any strange old men around the neighborhood lately?" Chen Weiguo remembered and sat down on the sofa, asking with a serious expression.

Aunt Chen was stunned: "A strange old man? I don't think so, what's wrong?"

She honestly couldn't recall any strange old men in the neighborhood.

"Oh dear, I have to mention it. When I came back, I ran into some old guy who looked even older than me. Do you know what he was doing? He was holding a pair of women's white socks and sniffing them like crazy, almost like he wanted to put them in his mouth. Yes... the same white socks that Xiaoxue was wearing." Chen Weiguo's face was full of disgust, and his expression was exaggerated.

Chen Xiaoxue was stunned upon hearing this.

She looked down at her white socks.

Suddenly, the image of an old man who had taken the opportunity to steal her white socks flashed into her mind.

Could it be...?

She immediately shook her head.

It shouldn't be. Although Old Deng is lewd and often looks at her legs and such, he's not so desperate as to smell her socks outside.

Aunt Chen's expression changed slightly: "So perverted? He's older than you, yet he still has no self-respect. Xiaoxue, you'd better watch out!"

Chen Xiaoxue looked away and didn't say anything.

Thinking of Old Deng tickling her feet and taking off her white socks, it seems quite normal for old men like that to exist.

In the past, when she went to buy underwear, the way Old Deng looked at her seemed to be fantasizing about her wearing the clothes, and he would even ask her for shoes.

He's clearly an old man who couldn't even get her shoes dirty. Even if she were to lie naked on the bed without moving, he could probably only look and satisfy his craving.

"Xiaoxue, why aren't you saying anything?" Aunt Chen asked, puzzled.

At the same time, her eyes were also very wary, after all, she had discovered last time who Chen Xiaoxue had sent the photos of her feet to.

At that time, Xiaoxue absolutely refused to let her see it, and in the end, there was no other way.

Her current silence only heightened her vigilance.

"Mom, I just don't want to talk about these topics, they make me feel disgusted."

……

In the evening, after Xia Fan left, black lightning flashed next to the old carport.

A cool and beautiful girl dressed in a blue and white gown appeared amidst lightning. Her jade-like feet, clad in semi-transparent black stockings and wooden clogs, gradually approached.

Finally, the image stops at the spot where Xia Fan crushed the Blood Fiend Walnut.

Her expression was aloof, and no matter where she stood, her unparalleled beauty would attract attention.

At that moment, she looked down at the fragments of the walnut, a slight glint in her eyes: "The Blood Fiend Alliance's most precious treasure was crushed..."

Thor stood still. She had rushed here because of the aura of bloodlust emanating from her.

Now she knows the reason: when the Blood Demon Walnut is crushed, the aura contained within it dissipates.

But who exactly could crush this treasure out of thin air?

Perhaps only by knowing what exactly happened here will the truth become clear.

Thinking this, she gently gripped her slender fingers, and the razor appeared amidst the lightning.

She brought the razor closer and examined the cracks on it carefully.

"Did this appear during the battle with the Xuanlong Sect Master, or is it from the Blood Fiend Alliance, or perhaps the Divine Buddhism?"

Thor's voice was cold and clear as he murmured softly.

She shook her head, put the razor away again, and looked at the walnut fragments.

She had cut through the Blood Demon Walnut before. Although it wasn't as sharp as her razor, its hardness was such that not just anyone could break it.

……

As night fell, Xia Fan didn't rush home. Instead, he found a place to study the ancient Heaven-Opening Greatsword.

The sudden crisis made him feel that the world was more urgent. Although the other party was injured, he was still a martial artist.

He might still cause trouble for him after he comes to his senses.

Judging from his current strength, with the Tai Xu Visualization Diagram and the Void Sword Control Technique, he would definitely be no match for him. However, if he had the Blood Qi Rune in his mouth, he might be able to escape even if he couldn't win.

And now we have the ancient sword that cleaved the heavens...

I just don't know how powerful this sword will be.

Thinking this, he walked into the deserted, unfinished building. It was a secluded place, a good place to study the ancient Heaven-Opening Great Sword.

He took out the Purple Mood from his spatial ring.

At this moment, Purple Mood lies quietly on the ground, its appearance grotesque and menacing.

If a young girl saw this, she would definitely be terrified.

White socks are one thing, but if this thing were taken out during a battle, the scene would be so incredibly beautiful that he couldn't even imagine it.

With a girl's white sock dangling from his mouth, holding this purple mood in his hand, his hands behind his back, his white hair flowing, he is invincible in the world.

Abstract, too abstract.

Xia Fan banished the strange images from his mind.

He stood at the foot of the dilapidated, unfinished building, reached out, and grasped the hilt of the sword. But as soon as he touched it, an uncontrollable feeling swept over him.

boom!

The original cement floor dented, and the ancient Heaven-Opening Greatsword sank down instantly, returning to normal when Xia Fan released his grip.

He stood still, took a deep breath, unleashed all his blood energy, and simultaneously unleashed the Void Sword Control Technique.

boom!

As Xia Fan controlled the ancient Heaven-Opening Greatsword, the cement ground cracked once again.

Boom! Boom!

With each sound, Purple Mood sank a little further down. Even using the Void Sword Control Technique could only slightly slow down the descent of the Ancient Heaven-Opening Greatsword.

Sweat beaded on Xia Fan's forehead; he tried with all his might, but couldn't stop the hair from getting out of his face.

That old face gradually contorted and twitched.

Finally, panting heavily, he had to give up. With his current strength, he was not capable of controlling the sword for the time being.

But this also surprised him.

It's hard to imagine just how powerful it would be if used for combat.

He put the purple mood back into his spatial ring and prepared to go to a shop in the old street to change his clothes.

This place isn't too far from the old street.

He strolled along and soon arrived at the shop. As soon as he opened the roller shutter, he was struck by the sight of an exquisite pair of wooden clogs displayed on the counter.

These wooden clogs look exquisite, with a light blue bow adorning the instep.

The image of that jade foot clad in semi-transparent white silk immediately flashed into his mind.

Why are you staring at an old man like me? What do you want to do?

And why would that girl think he liked the shoes?

Xia Fan's face darkened. Did he really think he had a foot fetish?

These are useless, smelly shoes; don't even try to associate with them.

Thinking this, he picked up the wooden clogs and casually tossed them outside the door. The clogs rolled down next to the roller shutter door, making a crisp sound.