Chapter 113 - Chapter 113: Hand over the 113 Divine Swords. (1/2)
Chapter 113: Hand over the 113 Divine Swords.
Translator: 549690339
Wu Xingyun saw that Gu Yang’s attention was on that weird-looking man. He whispered, “That man’s name is Meng Ping. He was a renowned swordsman who once dominated the northern regions. But over a decade ago, he was defeated by the North Mountain Sword Saint, who was only at the First Rank realm at that time. Since then, he has been scouring the globe for divine weapons.”
“A decade ago, even after the North Mountain Sword Saint had achieved the realm of Divine Power, this man came to Sword Mountain and has been sitting here ever since, never leaving. It seems like he’s been trying to comprehend the mystery of this Divine Sword. However, he has never harmed anyone, so there’s no need to worry.”
Only then did Gu Yang understand the backstory of the weird man. He asked, “Which power or Sect does he come from?”
“A minor Sect. So far, he is the only one from that Sect who has reached the First Rank.”
Well, despite having produced a First Rrank, it was still considered a minor Sect.
It seems that aside from the noble Nine Clans and Six Major Sects, there was no such thing as a major Sect.
Gu Yang felt some sympathy for the man. He knew all too well the pains of not having access to high-level martial arts techniques.
If there were alternatives available, why would a First Rank powerhouse sit still and wither away for ten years?
As they were discussing this—
“Stop!”
A thunderous shout startled the young servant girl, Zhi Xing, causing her to let go of the sword hilt and retreat a step.
Moved by curiosity, she had stepped forward to touch it.
The embroidered-robed youth sprang forward in an instant, snapping at Gu Yang and the others in a harsh tone, “The Divine Sword is mine. Nobody is allowed to touch it!”
Gu Yang found it amusing. It’d been a while since he saw someone so oblivious and arrogant. He was just about to respond when his expression suddenly hardened.
He noticed a somewhat chubby figure silently appearing behind the youth. It was a First Rank powerhouse.
Having a First Rank powerhouse as an attendant suggested the youth was of high status.
Gu Yang was here for a profit, not trouble. He smiled sarcastically, “If you can pull it out, then it’s yours.”
The elegantly dressed youth snorted, “I – the Young Master – will certainly pull it out.”
With that, he turned around, rolled up his sleeves, and grasped the sword hilt.
When Gu Yang heard the youth’s self-designation, a thought twitched in his mind. He studied the youth further and noticed a resemblance with a certain person, leading him to guess the youth’s identity.
He turned to look at Wu Xingyun, whose expression was complex, confirming his guess.
This youth was the son of the King of Jingzhou.
Looking at his age, he must be Wu Xingyun’s younger half-brother.
Gu Yang only knew that Wu Xingyun was an illegitimate child of the King of Jingzhou, who ran away from home and ended up in the Divine City by himself, joining the martial arts institute.
As for the reasons why Wu Xingyun had run away from home, he was not clear on the details.
The young man in the embroidered clothes crouched down in a horse stance, tightly gripping the hilt of the sword and shouting forcefully, “Rise!”
In that moment, the ground began to shake.
Everyone present, including the First Rank powerhouse behind the youth, wore a face of disbelief.
The source of the shaking ground was exactly where the sword in the youth’s hand was located.
Gu Yang wore a strange expression as he looked at the youth, an odd thought flashing through his mind.
What was this?
Wasn’t it said that even a Divine Power couldn’t lift this sword?
Could it be that this boy is the fabled ‘Child of Destiny’?
That would raise a question.
In the previous simulations, why did Wu Xingyun inherit the throne following the death of the King of Jingzhou?
As the ground shook more intensely, an eye-dazzling radiance suddenly shone from the rusty sword.
Having lain beneath the stone for a thousand years, it revealed its true power for the first time.
The youth in the embroidered robe, trembling all over with his eyes shut tightly, a twisted expression on his face and veins showing on his forehead, was clearly exerting all the strength he could muster.
The Divine Sword was being pulled out inch by inch. Its light grew ever brighter, almost soaring into the sky, completely engulfing the youth.
“Ah——”
The youth emitted a roar.
Finally, he managed to completely pull out the sword.
There was a thunderous, deafening sound.
As the ground shook violently, the stone hill collapsed.
Gu Yang cried out, “Lily!”
Lily reacted instantly. Taking out the crystal ball, she quickly chanted a spell. A force field immediately enveloped the group present.
Everyone felt lighter instantly, as if they were feathers, starting to drift downwards.