EBE #610 - Bloodthirsty Sword
#610 - Bloodthirsty Sword
However, Li Chengfeng seemed not to hear, his entire being focused on delving into the leaping fragments of memory. With a gentle touch, a segment of sealed history slowly unfolded.
Upon the high and lofty throne, a vague figure sat, voice low and commanding, issuing an order to Shadow: "Shadow, I entrust you with a mission.
Journey to the far east of the Profound Light Continent, seek out the remaining piece of the broken sword, and find the suppressed White Tiger General.
Ancestor Qing Ning once sealed the White Tiger General in the far east. You must find its exact location, for I require the White Tiger's heart to refine a secret treasure.
Of the Four Great Generals—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—only Azure Dragon died in battle. The remaining three were sealed by Ancestor Qing Ning and did not participate in that great war.
Possessing this broken sword will guide you to the White Tiger. This matter is of utmost importance, and you must complete it."
Shadow knelt on the ground, respectfully accepting the command: "Rest assured, Master, I will not fail my mission. I possess White Eyes, capable of discerning all illusions in the world. This journey will surely be a success."
As this fragment of memory faded, the remaining insignificant pieces also dimmed in Li Chengfeng's eyes.
Li Chengfeng burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "So that's how it is! Ancestor Qing Ning's Four Great Generals, three of them still live in this world.
This is simply a godsend! My search for them is not out of covetousness for Ancestor Qing Ning's relics, but to gather the complete Four Saints' techniques.
I have already obtained the Azure Dragon technique, but those of the White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise are still lacking.
Once the techniques are complete, I can refine an extraordinary skill at the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, or even higher!"
Li Chengfeng grasped the broken sword, his eyes shining with hope.
He knew that as long as he found the White Tiger General, clues about the Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise would also emerge.
Various speculations about the Northern Sea gradually took shape in his mind: beneath the Northern Sea, perhaps, lies the battlefield where Ancestor Qing Ning confronted the cultivators from the Spirit Realm.
Those cultivators were trapped in the Northern Sea by Ancestor Qing Ning using secret techniques. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and although they can send experts out, they themselves remain bound there.
Thinking of this, Li Chengfeng became even more determined in his belief that the hope of advancing to the Transformation God stage might lie in the secrets of these Spirit Realm powerhouses.
As for Shadow, he could only watch all of this unfold, his eyes filled with anger and resentment, gnashing his teeth as he cursed Li Chengfeng, yet powerless to change the situation.
Li Chengfeng paid no attention to Shadow's anger. He smiled calmly and said, "Your petty tricks are nothing more than child's play in my eyes.
I have kept you alive until now only because you still had some value.
Now that your memories are useless, keeping you alive is also a waste."
With that, he reached out and seized Shadow's eyes—those White Eyes that could see through all illusions in the world—easily taking them and sealing them in a specially made container.
"These White Eyes of yours are indeed extraordinary. They may be useful in the future, or even if they aren't, they can fetch a good price."
Li Chengfeng said with a laugh, his words filled with contempt and disdain for Shadow.
Then, with a thought, his own shadow suddenly lengthened, like an invisible net, firmly covering Shadow.
He sneered: "You pride yourself on being a shadow, skilled in assassination, lurking, and gathering information. Then today, I'll show you what a true shadow is."
Before Shadow could react, he felt a sharp pain in his dantian. Immediately afterward, a Li Chengfeng wearing bizarre armor emerged from his body—it was Li Chengfeng's inner demon.
The inner demon wore a wicked smile, with a hint of playfulness in his tone: "What a delicious nascent soul."
With that, he swallowed Shadow's nascent soul in one gulp, chewing it carefully, seemingly still wanting more.
Li Chengfeng's true body then threw Shadow's physical body into the blood pool, turning it into rolling nourishment, nurturing the unknown power within the blood pool.
His inner demon, with this devouring, greatly increased in strength, and together with Li Chengfeng himself, stepped into the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage.
After dealing with Shadow, Li Chengfeng waved his hand and hid his inner demon back into his shadow. Then, with a thought, the treasured sword reappeared in his hand.
He smiled at the treasured sword and said, "Spirit, I know you have recovered a lot of power. I have something to ask you now, and you better tell me the truth." His words contained both expectation and authority, as if talking to an old friend.
However, the treasured sword did not respond in any way, remaining as still as a dead object, without moving an inch.
Seeing this scene, Li Chengfeng's mouth curved into a smile, and he slowly said, "I am a disciple of Ancestor Qing Ning, so we can be considered to have some connection.
I will also give him a chance when I find the White Tiger General."
As the words fell, the treasured sword remained unmoved, as if it had not heard anything.
Li Chengfeng was not annoyed, knowing that all powerful killing treasures had some quirks, which was only natural.
Li Chengfeng's figure moved, and the long river of history suddenly unfolded, and three thousand soldiers instantly appeared within the Hell space.
The leader was none other than Long Tianqi.
He wore forbidden battle armor, brave and unyielding, and his strength was much greater than before.
His eyes were bright, staring at the blood-colored sword, and then he strode over, grabbed it, and said in disbelief: "The Bloodthirsty Sword of the White Tiger General, how could it fall into your hands? Little Master, what exactly is going on?"
Li Chengfeng calmly recounted the events. All the generals present were extremely excited after hearing this.
It turned out that Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise were all sealed by Qing Ning Ancestor, and only Azure Dragon was willing to die, leading tens of thousands of soldiers to kill up to the Nine Heavens, completing their mission.
Although he knew that Qing Ning Ancestor had sealed three of his colleagues, he did not have any resentment in his heart.
After all, they were willing to kill up to the Nine Heavens at that time, but Qing Ning Ancestor deliberately knocked out the other three and sealed them.
Long Tianqi said excitedly: "I don't remember the things that happened at that time very clearly, and we don't know where the ancestor sealed them.
Because at that time, we had already killed up to the Nine Heavens and died on the battlefield. But this sword should know something."
He then shouted to the Bloodthirsty Sword: "Why don't you wake up quickly, when are you waiting? Do you want me to throw you into the latrine and let you be in that filth for eternity?"
Sure enough, this sentence was extremely lethal.
The Bloodthirsty Sword suddenly made a whooshing sound, bursting out with a scarlet battle glow, and the power of killing surged.
Then, a powerful middle-aged giant figure appeared in the sword.
This giant is the spirit of this sword.
Now that his upper and lower body have just been fused by Li Chengfeng's prohibition, there are still some flaws.
He glared at Long Tianqi and shouted: "Long, aren't you dead? How are you doing so well? This is all an illusion, this is fake!"
Then, he looked at Li Chengfeng and cursed: "This guy is despicable and shameless, he must be playing tricks!"
Long Tianqi was furious and shouted: "Bloodthirsty Sword, you are really brave, aren't you? Not to mention that you have become a defective product now.
Even in your heyday, if you dared to talk to me like this, I would let you taste the taste of being served in the toilet! Do you still remember when I threw you into the latrine and hid you for decades, how was that taste?"