Chapter 150 - Soul Nurturing Bead, A Great Catastrophe (1/2)

Lin Changge?

Zhou Xuanji frowned. Who is that?

How is it that I have never heard of this name?

Lin Changge smiled confidently and said, “Since you have just received the inheritance from the Hegemon Sword Emperor, I will not make it difficult for you. Give me a time and place. If I win, pass on the inheritance to me. If I lose, I will allow you into the sword library of the Sword Hegemon Sect to study for half a month.”

He was the Exquisite Sword Mind, born with extreme talent in the sword. In the entire Northern Wilderness Region, only a few were comparable to him in the Sword’s Way.

In the Northern Wilderness Region, his reputation was higher than Sword God Zhou’s.

So, he was worried that Zhou Xuanji would reject the duel out of fear. Therefore, he was willing to give way.

Zhou Xuanji muttered, “How potent is the Hegemon Sword Sect actually?”

The red-robed old man snarled, “In all sword sects, we, the Hegemon Sword Sect, are the most potent!”

“What a bluff. What about Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain?” Xian Xianghua opened her eyes and said with a smile.

Ten-thousand Swords Divine Mountain

The sanctuary of the Sword’s Way in the Northern Wilderness Region.

Zhou Xuanji had heard of it before; it was a place that Xiao Jinghong wanted to go to, and he promised to bring his disciple there.

“Humph!”

The red-robed old man snorted coldly and did not speak on.

“How about this?” Zhou Xuanji said, “Next time, I will personally pay the Hegemon Sword Sect a visit.”

“When?”

Lin Changge asked further. He loved the sword all his life and was desperate to learn the ultimate sword technique of the Hegemon Sword Emperor.

“Within 10 years.”

Zhou Xuanji replied. He had never heard of Lin Changge before.

If Lin Changge refused to let go, then Xian Xianghua would clean him up.

“Very well!”

Lin Changge accepted. For a cultivator, 10 years was not a long time. It was like an instant when a horse galloped past in the blink of an eye.

After that, the six cultivators from the Hegemon Sword Sect left.

Except for Lin Changge, the other five were indignant.

But they dared not to act rashly because of how intimidating Xian Xianghua was.

Xian Xianghua walked up to Zhou Xuanji and passed him the storage bag. She only kept a black bead in her hand.

As she held the bead in her hand, her eyes looked at it with a mesmerizing expression.

“Soul Nurturing Bead, I have finally found you.”

She touched the black bead gently, as though she was afraid to drop it.

Zhou Xuanji fastened the storage bag at his waist and asked curiously, “What is the Soul Nurturing Bead? You did all of this just to get it?”

Xian Xianghua nodded, and her eyes looked as though a multifold of emotions were hidden within.

“The Soul Nurturing Bead can permanently preserve a soul. It’s extremely rare. I have been trying to find it for 1,000 years and I could only find one.”

She said softly as she began reminiscing.

Zhou Xuanji spoke no more.

As for Xian Xianghua’s past, he did not want to know.

There was one state that was seared into his memory.

The more one knew, the more horrible one’s death would be.

After Xian Xianghua finished reminiscing and put away the black bead, she finally looked at Zhou Xuanji again.

Her eyes looked as though she was judging him, which made his heart skip a beat.

“When I was young…”

Xian Xianghua spoke with a sorrowful expression.

“Hold on!”

Zhou Xuanji immediately interrupted her. Not only his, but Chongming Demon Monarch’s scalp also turned numb when he heard her.

Just from hearing the first five words, they sniffed the scent of death.

“You are going back on your words?”

Zhou Xuanji asked with a deep voice as he tried his best to hold back his anger and misery.

“Hehehe–”

Xian Xianghua laughed as she covered her mouth, which appeared to be an act to Zhou Xuanji.

You cover your mouth when you are wearing a veil?

*　　Remember that you are an old demonic woman!*

*　　Don’t act like a small lady!*

Zhou Xuanji denounced her in his heart. He wanted to say it out loud but dared not to.

Xian Xianghua held back her laughter and said, “I will send you out immediately.”

She waved her right and the demonic Qi rose from the ground, scooping Zhou Xuanji and Chongming Demon Monarch up.

Along the way, Zhou Xuanji and Chongming Demon Monarch were extremely anxious and alert.

They were afraid that the old demonic woman would go back on her promise.