Chapter 125 (1/2)
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Chapter 125
Dragon Of Ten Thousand Swords
After Zhao Xiaobao had thrown away the Zimu Lightning Sword from his grasp, he suddenly noticed that the sword took a round trip in mid-air and landed right back in front of him!
Xiaobao's jaw dropped to the ground as he angrily shouted, “I want to change my sword! I don't want to use a sword that was made for women!”
Chengfeng and Yuehan snickered in delight as they watched Xiaobao suffer.
The voice of Grand Senior Brother echoed from below, “Swords do not differentiate between gender, only those who wield it. This Zimu Lightning Sword has chosen you because it believes that you're suitable to wield it, you should accept the sword! Back in the day, this sword was nicknamed 'The Fulminant Thunder' by Jiang Lingbo! Not to mention, it used to rank forth within the Hidden Sword Court. You should know how incredibly strong this sword is!”
Half-believing the statement Grand Senior Brother just made, Xiaobao sceptically wielded the sword once again. As he scrutinised the sword, he noticed that the handle was situated in the middle of its blades. The sword had blades that slightly curved on both sides, making the entire sword seem like a curved blade. He also realised that the handle of the blade was split vertically into three sections, the middle section was obviously for one-handed wielding.
Xiaobao proceeded to grasp the two outer sections of the handles, suddenly the sword made a 'click' sound and immediately split into two. Among the two swords, one was an indigo sword, and the other was in the shade of jade green, perfect to hold for each hand. However, this sword was already of medium length to begin with, so having it split in half just made it shorter. Xiaobao felt like he was holding two daggers instead of a sword.
As he flipped the swords over, he noticed that near the base of each sword was carved with the word 'Thunder' and 'Lightning' respectively.
Chengfeng and Yuehan curiously approached Xiaobao, trying to get a good look. “Seems like this 'Thunder' sword is the mother* sword, and the 'Lighting' sword is the son,” said Yuehan.
[*T/L note: The 'Zimu'（子母） in Zimu Lightning Sword （子母闪电剑） means mother（mu母） and son（zi子）in Chinese]
“Let me see!” said Chengfeng with a smile.
Xiaobao immediately hugged the sword to his chest like his life depended on it and said, “No way! This is my sword of fate!”
Chengfeng laughed as he scolded Xiaobao, “Alright, I won't take your sword from you! I wonder who was the one trying to throw it away just a few moments ago!”
Xiaobao giggled, “I wasn't thinking straight before, and now I have realised its true potential! Sigh, Young Master, hurry up and pick one out for yourself! I wonder what kind of sword would choose you.”
Chengfeng too, was filled with curiosity, he felt that this method of choosing a sword was not only interesting but exciting as well. Su Yuehan who was beside him smiled, “That's right, I'm curious too! Young Master, hurry up and pick a sword!”
Chengfeng walked towards the highest point, waiting for the Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords to float towards him from the bottom. As the Dragon floated upwards once more, Chengfeng held his breath as he waited for it to float towards him.
While they were waiting, Chengfeng noticed that Yuehan was staring at the infinite amount of treasured swords in envy. He felt his heart soften as he smiled, “How about we choose it together?”
Yuehan was pleasantly surprised. “Can we?!” she asked.
As Chengfeng gestured for her to come over, she immediately flew beside him and stood beside each other. Under the gaze of twinkling starlight, the Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords started to descend from a higher point. The two of them coincidentally glanced at each other and smiled in unison.
As they smiled, the boy looked heroic yet unruly while the girl was elegant and beautiful. They were both stunned.
Su Yuehan lowered her head bashfully. When she lifted her blushed face, the Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords was already approaching them, a deafening and loud buzzing noise could be heard as it was nearing them.
Chengfeng and Yuehan extended their hands towards the sword. Just as their hands touched it, the Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords suddenly trembled and immediately halted in mid-air.
Chengfeng was dumbfounded as he looked at the sword, he looked left and right yet he noticed there was no other sword flying towards him. Confused, Chengfeng asked, “What is going on?”
Xiaobao giggled as he replied, “Young Master, it must be because your hand is too smelly! It's so stinky that…”
Before he could finish, the Dragon of Ten Thousand Swords started to slowly take a round trip, all of the tips of its swords began to point towards Chengfeng. The swords started to acc.u.mulate nonstop whilst mid-air, as the swords went from a 'gigantic dragon' that flew past Chengfeng and his entourage into a 'gigantic dragon' that was aiming straight towards Chengfenf ready to attack.