Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 780: Chapter 778: Heart Demon Oath, We Lost_1
 

“He still has some use. He can’t die just yet.”

Lin Qingluo achieved victory with just one strike. Seizing the opportunity, he launched a chain attack. His Divine Flying Sword attacked the enemies’ minds, breaking through layers of defenses and collecting a large amount of information.

In an instant, numerous secrets about the Wu Clan were transmitted back into his mind.

“Retrieve!”

Once the search was completed, Lin Qingluo withdrew his Divine Flying Sword. The wizard stood there with his eyes staring blankly, motionless, and in a daze.

“You’ve only brought this upon yourself!”

Little Kingfisher flew down from the sky, complaining bitterly: “This is the retribution he deserves.”

“He’s already lost his mind and can’t harm anyone anymore.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were cold and frosty: “I’ll spare his life for now, let him live out his pitiful existence, and face the disdain and ridicule of others as he pays for his sins.”

“The wand can’t stay either.”

Little Kingfisher glanced at the skull, disgusted, and spat out a flame that burned it to ashes.

“The wizard has been dealt with. Now it’s time for the Barbarian Chieftain.”

Lin Qingluo soared into the sky using Sword Control, his robes billowing, and his demeanor exuding elegance and power.

“He’s just a brute. No need for any nonsense with him. Just beat him up.”

Little Kingfisher hovered above its Master’s head, exuding an aura of dominance.

“Ahhh, I’m so mad! Who’s messing around in the shadows? Come out! Show yourself!”

As Lin Qingluo and Little Kingfisher floated in midair, the Chieftain of the Wu Clan climbed out of the sandpit at that exact moment, angrily roaring while waving his two hammers.

“Falling Petals Divine Sword!”

Lin Qingluo’s face darkened, not hesitating to use her strongest battle technique right off the bat.

“Boom!”

The sharp sword light, accompanied by an unstoppable and supreme power, whistled through the air, shattering the two hammers.

The Barbarian Chieftain’s looming, tower-like body was sent flying like a kite. The force of the blow sent him 100 meters away, where he crashed into the sandpit like a cannonball.

Seeing her success, Lin Qingluo did not hesitate to channel her mana into the flying sword immediately.

As the Barbarian Chieftain climbed out of the sandpit, Lin Qingluo struck again without mercy.

The same scene was repeated several times. The Barbarian Chieftain eventually lay stagnant in the sandpit like a puddle of mud.

“Stop! We lose. Just leave.”

Alta witnessed the scene, bloodshot eyes full of rage as he rushed to the sandpit and stood in front of the Barbarian Chieftime.”

“Merely admitting defeat won’t suffice,” Lin Qingluo said condescendingly from her hovering position above Alta..

“You’ve repeatedly offended us and your malicious nature is hard to change. I won’t believe you without a binding spell.”

“What do you want?”

Alta stared back in defiance, his eyes filled with indescribable emotions.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were cold and frosty: “Swear a Heart Demon Oath on the rise and fall of the Barbarian Tribe. If you violate it, you’ll face retribution.”

“You’re going too far!”

Alta’s eyes turned red like a furious lion, roaring loudly.

Lin Qingluo’s face darkened, and her longsword pointed straight at Alta’s heart: “If you don’t swear, don’t blame me for being merciless and ending both your lives right now.”

Alta clenched his fists. Knuckles turned white as he stared for a long time and eventually lowered his head in resigned anger.

After a while, he broke his finger and squeezed out three drops of blood to swear the Heart Demon Oath.

Lin Qingluo recited words of an incantation as the spell’s characters wrapped around the blood, causing it to burst, burn, and eventually turn to ash.

“The Heart Demon Oath has been established. Be careful not to bring calamity to your people.”

With the crisis averted under the cover of night, Lin Qingluo and Little Kingfisher faded into darkness like a dazzling ray of light.

Alta knelt in front of his father, head hung low, utterly dejected.