Chapter 239 - 235: 3 Fragmented Sword Techniques
Chapter 239: Chapter 235: 3 Fragmented Sword Techniques
"This... How is this possible? Your cultivation—" Gao Zhisong’s eyes were filled with utter shock.
Just last night, his cultivation was only at the Martial Arts Sixth Realm, yet in less than a day, it had skyrocketed directly to the Martial Arts Ninth Layer. Such a thing was simply unheard of in the entire martial world. Gao Zhisong felt as if a tempest was raging in his heart, shocked beyond all measure.
"This Daluo Sect is no simple place; it’s definitely an ancient Major Sect in the Martial Arts world. I found an unparalleled technique in a stone chamber, which is why my cultivation soared. That library had many Earth-tier Manuals, and even several Celestial Skill Treasure Manuals. After we get back, I’ll let you pick two suitable Cultivation Skills to practice," Ye Xing said in a low voice.
"By the way, when you were with Liu Liqun earlier, did you find any treasure rooms?" Ye Xing asked.
"Yes, but we only found one. The contents were worth roughly three to five hundred thousand Gold Coins. I took half, and Liu Liqun took the other half," Gao Zhisong replied.
"Hmm, three to five hundred thousand Gold Coins is still a considerable sum. We’ll see if there’s a chance to ambush and kill Liu Liqun later. You should focus on healing for now," Ye Xing instructed.
Gao Zhisong immediately sat down cross-legged. After taking a Healing Pill, he began to circulate his energy to heal. Ye Xing, meanwhile, walked toward the skeleton in the corner of the stone chamber.
The skeleton was stark white. Its large frame indicated that the deceased must have been a tall and stately man in life.
Ye Xing pulled out the Treasure Sword that was plunged into the ground.
SHIING!
As the Treasure Sword left the earth, it let out a clear ring, its tip still vibrating.
The Treasure Sword was jet-black. Under the light, its dark blade seemed to shimmer with a faint Streamlight. Ye Xing noticed two small words in ancient seal script masterfully carved in the middle of the dark Treasure Sword—*Glowing Light*!
The sword’s name was ’Glowing Light’.
’What a fine sword! This Glowing Sword is probably an Upper-Grade Treasure Sword worth a Million Gold Coins!’ Ye Xing’s eyes lit up. He casually swung the Glowing Sword a few times, and instantly, Sword Roars echoed through the air. The space itself seemed to be sliced apart by its peerless sharpness.
’If I use the Glowing Sword, my strength could probably easily rank me on the Wind and Cloud List. But wealth shouldn’t be flaunted. If people find out the Glowing Sword is an Upper-Grade Treasure Sword, a whole horde of experts will probably come to snatch it from me. Before I step into the Innate Realm, I should probably stick to using the Cyan Blade Treasure Sword for now.’ With this thought, Ye Xing put the Glowing Sword away. Then, he picked up the Qiankun Bag from the ground.
The leather of this Qiankun Bag was fine, its patterns ancient. It was perfectly intact and exquisitely made—definitely a rare and precious Upper-grade Qiankun Bag.
Ye Xing quickly bit his finger. A slight pain pricked his fingertip, and a drop of crimson blood welled up, dripping onto the Qiankun Cloth Bag.
Instantly, the patterns on the Qiankun Bag began to squirm and shift, quickly absorbing the drop of crimson blood.
VMMMM!
A vibration ran through his mind. The binding was successful. Ye Xing immediately sensed the vast space within the Qiankun Bag.
’Haha, it really is an Upper-grade Qiankun Bag! This space is huge! I’ll never have to worry about running out of room again.’ Ye Xing’s eyes shone with immense joy.
The space in a Lower grade Qiankun Bag was only the size of a single room, which was nowhere near enough. A Middle Grade Qiankun Bag had the space of an entire floor.
But the space inside this Qiankun Bag was as large as three to five large buildings combined. It was also filled with countless items: ores, Weapons, Martial Arts Manuals, Spirit Grass Elixirs, Gold Coins and Gold Tickets, and so on. The dazzling array of items were all priceless.
There were so many things that it would take more than a day and a night to examine them all.
’I’ll put it away for now and look through it when I get back. It’s not like the stuff can run away from the Qiankun Bag.’ Ye Xing put the bag away. Then, on an impulse, he bowed to the skeleton.
"Senior, this junior will gladly accept your belongings. You’re already dead, so leaving them here would be a waste. Hehe, just let this junior use them. I’ll give you a proper kowtow for them!" Ye Xing immediately dropped to his knees and kowtowed deeply before the skeleton.
’This skeleton must have belonged to a famous figure in the Martial Arts world of his era. After all, anyone qualified to use an Upper-grade Qiankun Bag and an Upper-Grade Treasure Sword would have been among the top-ranking experts in the Innate Realm, and might even have been a terrifying existence listed on the Celestial List of the Central Plains Martial Arts.’
Although this senior was long dead, Ye Xing felt a little embarrassed about taking his things. Thus, he performed a few more kowtows to show his respect and gratitude.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
After kowtowing three times in a row, Ye Xing was about to get up when something in the corner of his eye caught his attention near the skeleton’s leg bone.
’Huh? What’s that?’ Ye Xing’s gaze shifted.
He saw the yellowed corner of a page peeking out slightly from under the skeleton’s leg bone. It seemed a piece of paper was pinned beneath it.
Ye Xing carefully moved the skeleton’s leg bone aside and took out the yellowed sheet of paper.
The corner of the paper was yellowed and tattered, and the page was covered in dust. He blew on it lightly, and as the dust cleared, the contents of the page were revealed.
Three Sword Techniques!
On the page were three incredibly profound Sword Techniques. A wave of Sword Intent emanated from the paper, causing Ye Xing to tremble as he subconsciously raised his Treasure Sword and began to imitate them.
The moment he finished imitating the first technique—
Suddenly, Ye Xing felt the True Qi in his body surge and boil. Like a wild horse breaking its reins, the True Qi surged uncontrollably, pouring frantically into the Sharp Sword in his hand.
For no apparent reason, Ye Xing felt the space around him darken. Only the Cyan Blade Treasure Sword in his hand shone with a dazzling cyan light, its Sword Intent awe-inspiring.
Solitary pride! Piercing sharpness!
With an unrivaled aura, it thrust forward.
HISSS! HISSSSSSS!
The space itself seemed to tear, letting out a mournful cry.
The Cyan Blade Treasure Sword pierced the stone wall ahead with incomparable speed. In that instant, the hard stone became as soft as tofu.
RUMBLE!
Accompanied by an earth-shattering crash, dust billowed and stone fragments flew. The wall had been pierced through, leaving an unfathomably deep hole. The hole was pitch-black and profound, at least a dozen meters deep.
’This... What kind of Sword Technique is this... Such terrifying power!’
Ye Xing’s eyes were filled with shock. His body was completely drained of True Qi, and he collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted and gasping for breath.
That single Sword Technique had completely consumed every last trace of True Qi in his meridians. Its power was also far beyond his imagination.
The huge commotion naturally startled Gao Zhisong from his healing meditation.
"My Lord, what happened?" Gao Zhisong hurried over.
Gasping for breath, Ye Xing pointed to the unfathomably deep hole in the stone wall and said, "What do you think of this Sword Technique’s power?"
Gao Zhisong’s gaze immediately fell upon the hole in the stone wall, and his expression changed drastically.