Dragon-Marked War God

The Craftsman God’s Codex! How familiar those few words were. Yet for Tuoba Longyu, they were something he could never bear to recall, because back then, if not for the Craftsman God’s Codex, he would never have been expelled by his master. That his master had not killed him was already a mercy. His master had not wanted to cripple his cultivation and skills, so he had only expelled him from the sect, and forbidden him ever to say that he was his disciple.

For Tuoba Longyu, that was a life-and-death torment. He could hardly imagine how much he had suffered over these years, and the reason for all of it was the Craftsman God’s Codex. If he had not made that mistake back then, he would not have met with such punishment and retribution. But it was all too late. He had only stolen a small part of the Craftsman God’s Codex, yet even that had benefited him endlessly. If he had not learned a little of the surface of the Craftsman God’s Codex, he could never have refined this Mid Grade Primal Origin Treasure.

Now, after endless years, with times changed and circumstances different, he was full of regret. How he wished that one day he could kneel before his master and kowtow to beg forgiveness. But that moment would never come, because he had been expelled from the sect and had become a sinner against it. How could his master ever let him return?

That was why he had spent so many years drifting aimlessly in the Drawing Sword Sect. There was a reason for everything.

Tuoba Longyu had no face to see his master. He had become a sinner, a despicable, shameless petty man, nothing better than a petty thief.

The Craftsman God’s Codex was his master’s inheritance. By stealing it without permission, he had already enraged his master. Even though he had once been his master’s favorite disciple, he had lost everything because of it.

That one mention of the Craftsman God’s Codex by Jiang Chen pulled Tuoba Longyu straight back to that scene tens of millions of years ago. His master had almost killed him with one palm. As he lay on the verge of death, his master had in the end spared his life. If he had been killed outright back then, perhaps none of what followed would have happened.

All these years, Tuoba Longyu had lived in pain and struggle.

The Candle Dragon Sword had become intertwined with his whole life and become his symbol. It could be said that the Craftsman God’s Codex had made him and also ruined him. That feeling of despair made Tuoba Longyu wish he were dead.

But all of it was in the past now. That Jiang Chen could name the Craftsman God’s Codex meant he really was his master’s disciple. Otherwise, in all the world, there was hardly anyone who knew of the Craftsman God’s Codex. It was just that his master’s Craftsman God’s Codex was incomplete too, which was why he had only learned its surface.

“Are you really my little junior brother?”

Although Tuoba Longyu had basically believed Jiang Chen’s words, he was still full of disbelief.

“The genuine article. That last hammer blow I gave you was the hammering method from the Craftsman God’s Codex.”

Jiang Chen said proudly.

At this moment, Tuoba Longyu became extremely grave and nodded heavily. In an instant he understood. If he were not his master’s disciple, how could he have such great ability? Without the inheritance of the Craftsman God’s Codex, how could he have so easily accomplished the feat of settling everything with one hammer blow?

But then Tuoba Longyu gently shook his head.

“I’m not worthy to be your senior brother. I’m sorry, I’m not worthy…”

Tuoba Longyu’s face was full of bitterness, a hundred emotions welling up in his heart.

Jiang Chen knew his chance had come. Tuoba Longyu now trusted him completely. It seemed the Craftsman God’s Codex really was the inheritance of the Craftsman God’s line, absolutely unknown to outsiders.

“Master says he has missed you very much all these years.”

Jiang Chen said in a low voice.

Tuoba Longyu’s hands trembled slightly, and at once old tears streamed down his face. He had never imagined Jiang Chen would say such a thing, or rather that his master would miss him. This was simply the sweetest thing he had heard in tens of millions of years.

“Little junior brother, did Master… did Master really say that?”

Tuoba Longyu looked at Jiang Chen with an extremely yearning expression, his breathing growing rapid.

“That’s right. Master says he wants to see you.”

Jiang Chen delivered another heavy blow, nearly knocking Tuoba Longyu flat.

“This… is this true?”

Tuoba Longyu could hardly believe his ears. Did his master really miss him? Did his master really still think of him?

“No, I can’t go back. I have no face to see Master.”

Tuoba Longyu wept his heart out. Jiang Chen sighed. This guy was actually someone who valued loyalty and affection. But that Shangguan Hongyan, Jiang Chen would absolutely never let him go. It seemed this Tuoba Longyu had been expelled from the sect by Shangguan Hongyan because he had stolen the Craftsman God’s Codex.

“Crying and sniveling, what kind of behavior is this? If Master knew you were this weak and pathetic now, he would be even more heartbroken. Once this trip to the Drawing Sword Sect is over, go back to the sect. When Master sees you, he’ll surely be very happy. Or do you want to disobey Master’s order?”

Jiang Chen said coldly and glared at Tuoba Longyu. This guy really was a nuisance.

“No… how would I dare to disobey Master’s order? It’s just… I’m a sinner.”

Tuoba Longyu trembled all over, tears glistening, weeping for joy. Had his master finally forgiven him? It seemed that this return to the sect would be his second rebirth!

“I must get the Candle Dragon Sword. So, help me get the Candle Dragon Sword first, and then go back to the sect.”

Jiang Chen said with a perfectly straight face, leaving Tuoba Longyu completely taken in. He wanted to find Shangguan Hongyan, and now was the perfect opportunity. He did not know how strong Shangguan Hongyan was, but now he had happened to run into this Tuoba Longyu. He had never expected that a few bluffs would actually draw out Shangguan Hongyan. This chance could not be better. As long as Tuoba Longyu left the Drawing Sword Sect, Jiang Chen could follow him to find Shangguan Hongyan’s sect, and then everything would fall into place.

Jiang Chen had only one goal, and that was to kill Shangguan Hongyan. As for this Tuoba Longyu, in his eyes he was nothing more than a stepping stone.

“Aren’t you going back with me, little junior brother?”

Tuoba Longyu said in surprise.

“I have more important things to do. Once I finish the task Master gave me, I’ll go back. Don’t worry. Master told me long ago that he had punished that child Tuoba far too harshly back then.”

Jiang Chen sighed like an old man repeating himself, and Tuoba Longyu could no longer hold back his emotions at all.

“Little junior brother, thank you, thank you. If not for you, I might have stayed in this gloomy place forever and never gone out again in this life. Now it seems Master hasn’t forgotten me. I, Tuoba Longyu, can finally go back and beg Master’s forgiveness.”

Tuoba Longyu heaved a long sigh. The sorrow in his heart could not be smoothed away even by ten thousand years.