Chapter 114: A Sword Pressing the Sword Saint!
“Who are you, Ancestor? I am your Ancestor!”
You Feng was furious. After all the bad luck he had these past few days, he didn’t expect to encounter an old scammer!
Who starts by calling someone else their ancestor and then demands money right away?
Without further ado, he angrily cursed and cut off the transmission from the jade amulet.
“Wait a minute…”
After his outburst, he couldn’t help but begin to reflect.
The voice of that old scammer sounded somewhat familiar!
Moreover, outsiders can’t access their transmission jade amulets…
Unknowingly, he had already started to sweat profusely.
…
A moment later, You Feng found himself dangling in mid-air, while his old father, the Family Head of the Celestial Master Clan, wore a smiling face, nodding and bowing with the jade amulet in hand.
“Stop the nonsense, hurry and send the money, at least ten billion spiritual stones!”
The urgent voice of You Jingfeng came through, sounding very impatient.
Hearing this, the Family Head’s face suddenly showed a troubled expression.
“Ancestor, ten billion spiritual stones isn’t much, it’s just that the distance is too far, and time might not be enough.”
“This is simple. You Yelan is in my hands, I’ve priced her at ten billion. Now you just need to activate an equivalent transfer technique to bring her back.”
At these words, the Family Head was stunned, failing to believe such a thing was possible!
“Grandpa… you want to sell me?!”
You Yelan was struck like a bolt from the blue, tears welling up in her eyes, putting on a hurt expression.
“Foolish girl, how can this be called selling? I’m protecting you; there will soon be a battle here!”
Upon hearing this, You Yelan immediately turned serious.
“I’m sorry, Grandpa, I wronged you.”
“It’s okay, girl. Hand over the money you have, anyway, it’s of no use in your hands.”
At this statement, You Yelan’s feelings of gratitude vanished completely.
A flash of white light occurred, the transaction completed; You Yelan disappeared, leaving You Jingfeng with an additional eleven billion spiritual stones.
“A small spirit talisman, got it!”
The old man was full of confidence, waiting for the auction to begin.
As expected, three rank nine spirit talismans were presented. The auction house retained one, and the old man spent three billion spiritual stones to obtain one, while the last one was secured by a force named the Ancestral God Sect.
You Jingfeng held the spirit talisman, his eyes sparkling like stars, unable to contain his excitement.
From it, he felt an unimaginable power, mysterious and exquisite, surpassing everything he knew about talisman techniques.
“You Yelan was right; this talisman art can genuinely avert tribulations. If the family could acquire this…”
At this thought, his gaze became incredibly complex.
Such a precious technique simply cannot be casually given out. If one were to think from a different perspective, if someone dared to demand secret techniques from the Celestial Master Clan, their fate would undoubtedly be horrifying!
…
Inside the prestigious Number One Room, an astonishing sword shadow flashed by, its weight akin to the fall of the heavens, yet it moved as lightly as waving a feather!
The one who made a move was the Sword Saint, evading everyone’s vision to storm in.
He immediately targeted Zhou Tong, aiming to subdue him.
“Spirit Seal 19, Heavenly Prison!”
The Little Demoness reacted swiftly, sealing the space to prevent any leaking of energy.
“Presumptuous!”
Mu Ran Ya immediately moved, raising her long sword to intercept. As the two swords clashed, the power of the Sage quietly spread, causing hearts to palpitate.
Fortunately, both withdrew their might; otherwise, the collision of two Sages would have leveled several dozen miles of land!
“Spirit Seal 90, Black Coffin!”
Zhou Tong made a timely strike, precisely separating the two.
“Good maneuver.”
The Sword Saint’s eyes flickered, unable to refrain from praising him, then promptly directed his sword against Zhou Tong.
“I won’t waste words; hand over the Luminous Divine Deer’s incense pouch. I owe you a favor.”
“Your favor is worthless in my eyes.”
Zhou Tong shook his head, causing the other’s expression to darken instantly.
“Kid, the Female Sage by your side has likely just broken through; she’s not my opponent.”
“So what?”
Zhou Tong’s lips curled up, not feeling the slightest fear.
“Hmph… you’re too young and reckless. It seems you are quite confident in your guardian, so next I’ll capture you, making you realize the gap!”
As he spoke, he actually concealed his aura, appearing like an ordinary person.
“Don’t be nervous, I won’t harm you; I just intend to capture you using swordsmanship. I hope that when I place my sword at your neck later, you won’t be so tough.”
Mu Ran Ya felt as if facing a formidable foe. What he said was accurate; in a direct confrontation, she wasn’t the Sword Saint’s opponent.
“I’m coming!”
As soon as the words fell, the Sword Saint turned into a beam of white light, charging towards Zhou Tong.
“You won’t succeed!”
Mu Ran Ya decisively intervened but felt as though she was trapped in a quagmire, completely enveloped by overwhelming sword intent that rendered her movements extremely difficult.
“It’s already over!”
The Sword Saint smiled elegantly, arriving in front of Zhou Tong, and when the sword’s edge bore down, its power drastically diminished.
To separate Mu Ran Ya required the use of Sage strength; handling Zhou Tong obviously needed a gentle touch.
He had already reached the level of “Sword Path,” and capturing Zhou Tong was a matter of certainty.
Across the world, he had yet to encounter anyone who could surpass him in the Sword Path.
However, fate always enjoys playing tricks.
Even with victory seemingly assured, there is the possibility of tripping over a ditch.
Had Zhou Tong not been reborn, the Sword Saint would truly be the number one in the Sword Path at this moment.
But in the face of Zhou Tong, who possessed near-Dao perception, in terms of the Sword Path, even the future pinnacle Sword Saint would have to submit.
A cold light flashed, astonishment flickered!
Zhou Tong had unknowingly drawn a black sword, clashing with the Sword Saint’s long sword.
“Chi chi chi…”
Sparks flew, brilliantly bright, an intense competition between swords emerged, but it showed a trend of one side overwhelming the other!
“How is this possible?”
The Sword Saint’s pupils trembled; he was filled with immense doubt as soon as their blades met.
That feeling of imbalance was like an ordinary person attempting to crush an ant only to find themselves stepping on a dragon!
“Take this!”
Zhou Tong grinned, shaking off the Sword Saint’s long sword.
If it weren’t for the Sword Saint’s cultivation backing him, his sword would have slipped from his grip by now.
“This is the real conclusion.”
Zhou Tong chuckled. Before the Sword Saint could react, his sword was already pointed at his neck.
At this moment, the composure of the Sage had been thrown out of the window; he looked at Zhou Tong with the gaze reserved for monsters.
“Wordless Wisdom Root still isn’t enough. Although it can quickly lead you to the pinnacle, ultimately it limits your height!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Saint was struck as if hit by lightning, the other party seemed to know everything about him.
“Little brother… no matter who you are, I need to use that incense pouch to save my life. I was rude!”
The title from the Sword Saint had changed, yet he still intended to make a desperate grab.
“You are afraid of saving someone with the strong deer’s incense pouch that might kill them?”
Zhou Tong laughed, casually tossing the incense pouch to him.
“What!!”
The Sword Saint was struck like a bolt from the blue, and after careful examination, his face was filled with anger!
“The scum of the Heavenly Dao Mansion dares to play tricks on me!”
“Don’t rush. Perhaps I can save those who can’t be saved by that pouch.”
Zhou Tong patted the other’s shoulder, filled with confidence.
“If you can save my loved one, I will swear brotherhood with you. If there are any tasks in the future, I will not hold back!”
The Sword Saint grasped Zhou Tong’s hand, extremely excited as he spoke.
