Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1596 - 1593: The Master’s Wisdom and Strength

"Oh, your mom bought it for you?" Lin Tian was slightly puzzled. This little girl had never worn such mature and sexy clothes before; it was more in line with Miss’s style.

"Hmph, what are you talking about? My sister gave it to me for my eighteenth birthday." Xiao Manxuan glared, snorting adorably.

Miss? Lin Tian was surprised for a moment, then remembered the first time he talked about shares with the Miss; she wore similar-style sleepwear.

Lin Tian held back a laugh and said seriously: "I see, your eighteenth birthday present, a coming of age gift from the Miss." Then he looked her up and down again.

"Look again, and I’ll dig out your eyes. No, I’ll have Little Zi eat your clothes in public!" Xiao Manxuan threatened with a straight face, but with her charming looks, it didn’t seem threatening at all; rather, it had an extra layer of allure.

Lin Tian chuckled: "No need for public, believe it or not, I could strip those clothes off you right now."

"You..." Xiao Manxuan hesitated and then got angry: "Hmph, I’m ignoring you. Big pervert, big jerk!"

After saying that, she sat at the other end of the sofa, far away from Lin Tian, picked up the remote control, and started pressing it frantically, as if she wanted to break it like it was Lin Tian.

Who knew the first scene when she turned on the TV was a romantic kiss between the male and female leads? The little girl’s face flushed pink, and she immediately switched channels.

The TV was playing "Avatar," a sci-fi movie, but things just went too coincidentally, as it was right at the only romantic scene in the film, even more intense than before. The leads were tangled together, with the scene being somewhat indescribable.

"Xuanxuan, you sure know how to pick channels." Lin Tian teased.

"What a lousy TV, I’m going to watch a children’s program, alright?" Xiao Manxuan was quite embarrassed, her blush extending to her earlobes, finally managing to switch to a children’s program.

Seeing she was genuinely embarrassed, Lin Tian deliberately changed the subject: "Xuanxuan, is the surprise you mentioned that thing earlier...?"

"Not at all, didn’t I say? The surprise is for tomorrow night." Xiao Manxuan quickly denied it, feeling a slight relief in her heart that Lin Tian wasn’t continuing to talk about topics that made her blush.

"Another surprise tomorrow?" Lin Tian couldn’t help laughing, his mind momentarily drifting back to the earlier scene of the beauty out of the bath—this life was indeed a bit thrilling.

Xiao Manxuan gave him a charming sidelong glance: "Not what you’re thinking, you bad guy, I’m ignoring you. I’m going to sleep." After saying that, she really put down the remote and went back to her room.

Ever since leaving the Xiao Family, the little girl had been calling "bad guy" more and more fluently. He recalled when she first entered the Xiao Family, she also called Lin Tian a bad guy again and again; it left him somewhat helpless, wondering what exactly "bad guy" meant.

Lin Tian pressed a few channels with the remote, finding nothing worth watching, and turned off the TV before drawing a bath. The bathroom was still filled with a faint fragrance, with Xiao Manxuan’s scent lingering—recalling the little girl had just bathed here made Lin Tian’s heart ripple.

With these stimulating experiences happening frequently, Lin Tian was both amused and helpless, unsure if it was a good or bad thing. As he undressed, he brushed his waist with his hand, which appeared holding three sharp blades—the Crescent Blade.

After prolonged sacrifices, the Crescent Blade had long lost its original moon-white color and turned into a strange blood-red hue, like three demon blades born from the Demon Realm.

Lin Tian drew a basin of water and threw the Crescent Blade into it. As the water surface wavered under the light from above, it reflected a faint red glow.

Crescent Blade, when will you let me control you with energy, Lin Tian murmured in his heart.

"With this king here, what’s the need for energy control?" The metal bracelet on his wrist vibrated, and the voice of the Sword Spirit sounded in Lin Tian’s mind, its tone full of self-confidence.

"You, a western Sword Spirit, know nothing. Huaxia’s Sword Control Technique trumps any Western swordsmanship. You can’t even fly—hopping around like a zombie. Hmph, why even use a zombie to describe you; you jump more like a frog than grasp the intricacies of the Sword Control Technique." Lin Tian was full of disdain but almost described it as a zombie, quickly changing his words.

Degrading zombies is like degrading oneself; he almost confused himself, Lin Tian thought.

"Uh..." The Sword Spirit wanted to mention powerful Western sword techniques but, after thinking for a long time, couldn’t find any that could compare to Sword Control Technique. It had seen Tang Xuan Su use the Sword Control Technique; it was indeed incredibly powerful.

"Hmph, hmph, don’t waste your already limited brain cells. Do you know what the highest realm of Sword Control Technique is?" Lin Tian chuckled a few times, longing: "Sword Flight—that is the realm of sword control, soaring across the Nine Heavens, free and unrestrained between the heavens and earth."

The Sword Spirit expressed doubt: "Is there really Sword Flight? This king doesn’t believe."

This question was indeed hard to boast about because Lin Tian wasn’t clear either; he had said it just to hit back at the Sword Spirit. He pretended to cough twice, dubbing trickery: "Cough, cough, theoretically, it is possible; as long as one’s energy of sword control becomes strong enough, one can stand on the sword and thus achieve Sword Flight."

"Then these three blades aren’t big enough for a person to stand on." The Sword Spirit raised a question.

"Sword control certainly can’t use Crescent Blade; the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, once transformed, should do, but unfortunately, you can’t fly." Lin Tian expressed regret, shaking his head at last: "Why am I thinking so much? I should focus on lifting the Crescent Blade first."

Having said that, Lin Tian stretched out his palm, a drop of zombie blood ascending from it, landing in the basin.

As soon as the zombie blood entered the water, it spread quickly, staining the entire basin red with blood. The surface remained very calm, and as time passed, the originally blood-red water slowly faded—from deep to medium to light, and eventually, the blood color disappeared, absorbed by the Crescent Blade.

Sigh, still no response. Looking at the calm water surface, Lin Tian sighed with regret, each time full of hope, yet each time ending in disappointment.

"It’s not that easy; this king took several hundred years to learn just how to hop, how could it just fly directly?" The Sword Spirit felt a bit gleeful and discontent at the same time.

"Feeling itchy, aren’t you? Three days without a beating and you’ll tear the roof off, it seems I need to make you understand your position." Lin Tian was irritated; this fellow came right into trouble.

"Long live the master! The master is wise and powerful; the master will definitely succeed in refining." The Sword Spirit quickly changed its tune, shouting in admiration, its flattering skills growing more profound.

"Lazy to deal with you." Lin Tian knew this guy had the habit of speaking without thinking and had no mood to discipline it further.

Lin Tian reached out to fish out the Crescent Blade from the water, but suddenly a ripple appeared on the surface, and he recoiled in surprise.