Chapter 1293 - 1296: A-Jiao's Bronze Sword

"Ajiao will obey everything the Master decides!"

Seeing everyone looking at her, the woman in black directly knelt in front of Yun Hao, speaking with utmost respect.

Hearing Ajiao's words, the scene instantly fell silent.

Everyone...

Really everyone...

Including those watching from around them, all of them stopped whatever they were doing, eyes widened, mouths agape, staring in shock at the woman in black kneeling before Yun Hao.

Ma... Master?

What the hell is this?

Such a terrifyingly strong woman actually took the initiative to kneel at someone else's feet, and even called him Master?

Everyone was aghast...

"Get up." Yun Hao helped Ajiao up with both hands, holding her arm as he sized her up, a pleased expression appearing on his face.

"Not bad, not bad, you've actually reached the Peak of Seventh Grade, you really didn't let me down."

"Master, Ajiao made the decision on her own and took off the mask. I don't want to wear a mask anymore, I want to follow you with my true face from now on. I already have confidence!" Hearing Yun Hao praise her, Ajiao's heart was overjoyed. Forcing down her excitement, she took out a blood-colored mask, dotted with Spiritual Snowflakes and with a feather inserted at the corner.

"Very good, just in time, you can come back to Huaxia with us later."

Yun Hao supported Ajiao's decision, took back the mask and put it in his own chest, then gently pulled Ajiao into his arms.

Ajiao was dumbfounded by this sudden hug from Yun Hao. After reacting, she excitedly hugged Yun Hao tightly, even shedding a crystal-clear tear.

This hug contained no feelings between a man and a woman; it was purely relief—relief of a master seeing his disciple finally walk out of her Heart Demon.

Ajiao was just as delighted inside. To her, this hug from Yun Hao represented his recognition of her.

"Alright, Old Child, did you hear her answer now? Are you going to hand over that young master from your clan, and after dealing with him, I'll take Ajiao and the others and leave? Or do you want me to help Ajiao call over all the members of the Soul Refining Training Camp in the world, so they can properly play with you big clans for a bit?"

Hearing Yun Hao's words, all the other Clan Leaders of the major families turned their gazes to Nochi Child, the ferocity in their eyes almost overflowing.

So after all this, the reason these five women frantically attacked the industries and personnel of the various great clans was all because of some young master from the Child Clan.

Although Ajiao had said earlier that several young masters from different big families were involved, the juniors from their clans who made mistakes had already been killed.

Right now only that one from the Child Clan was left. If he hadn't been hiding in the clan and refusing to come out, all the things that followed wouldn't have happened.

"I'll call right now and tell them to send Love over."

As Nochi Child finished speaking, he hurriedly called the clan, ordering them to send Love to St. Petersburg Airport as fast as possible.

"Alright, you guys wait outside. We'll go sit in the café for a bit." Yun Hao said to everyone, then led the few women and turned to walk into the café on the side.

Ajiao's four subordinates stayed guard outside the door.

The Childs and the others still didn't dare relax, but that didn't stop them from driving away the onlookers around.

They'd already lost enough face today. If they let these people keep watching, what if they saw something even more humiliating?

After the surrounding onlookers were driven away, they didn't leave completely; they just stood a bit farther away.

And everyone quietly took out their phones or cameras and snapped pictures of Yun Hao's face.

As for this Asura who could make the entire Child Clan and other families come to greet him, and even make such a terrifying woman in black call him Master, they were definitely going to etch him deeply in their memories.

"Sit down, what are you standing for?"

After they entered the café, the waiter immediately came over to serve them; after all, they'd also personally witnessed what had just happened outside.

After they sat down, Yun Hao looked at Ajiao, who was standing behind him, and spoke.

"Ajiao wants to stand behind the Master." Ajiao gently shook her head and said softly.

"I'm telling you to sit down. Come on."

Yun Hao let out a speechless laugh, pulled Ajiao's hand, and made her sit beside him.

On the side, Chu Yan and Zhao Shishi saw how good Yun Hao was to Ajiao and puffed up their cheeks in mild displeasure.

This bastard was way too brazen, openly being all lovey-dovey with another woman right in front of them, completely not taking them seriously.

"What are you two pouting for? Want me to kiss you or something?" Yun Hao playfully pinched Chu Yan and Zhao Shishi's little noses.

"Hmph, we're not letting you kiss us."

The two girls decisively turned their heads away, ignoring Yun Hao.

Seeing this, Ajiao panicked a little and instinctively wanted to stand up.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you two anymore. Ajiao, so you were this pretty, why did you keep wearing a mask? Was Yun Hao bullying you?" Chu Yan said with a smile when she saw Ajiao's expression.

"N-no, the Master didn't bully Ajiao. Ajiao is the one who always wanted to wear a mask." Ajiao hurriedly shook her head in denial, afraid Chu Yan and Zhao Shishi would misunderstand.

After chatting for a while, Yun Hao learned that during the time he'd been away, Ajiao had been traveling all over the world, doing assassin missions.

During that period, she'd gone through countless brushes with death, practically struggling on the edge of death every single day. Unknowingly, her Cultivation grew stronger and stronger, and just a week ago she had broken through to the Peak of Seventh Grade.

And as her Cultivation rose, Ajiao also formed an even deeper connection with the Bronze Sword Yun Hao had given her back then, comprehending many wondrous Sword Techniques from it.

"When you were using the Bronze Sword just now, I probed it with my Divine Sense. It's an Immortal Artifact."

After listening to Ajiao's account, Yun Hao spoke softly to her.

"Immortal Artifact? Husband, is Ajiao's Bronze Sword powerful? Is it as powerful as my Cloud-Breaking Fan?" Chu Yan, hearing that Ajiao's Bronze Sword was an Immortal Artifact, immediately hugged Yun Hao's arm excitedly and asked in a sweet voice.

Ever since Asura died, Yun Hao had reforged the Cloud-Breaking Fan he used, then planned to give it to either Chu Yan or Zhao Shishi as a weapon.

In the end, after a best-of-five rock-paper-scissors match, Chu Yan beat Zhao Shishi three to one and won the fan, this top-grade Immortal Artifact.

"No, Ajiao's Bronze Sword is only a low-grade Immortal Artifact, not as powerful as your fan." Feeling the soft sensation coming from his arm, Yun Hao's big hand quietly rested on Chu Yan's thigh.