webnovel Chapter 415 - 251: Bold Before Others, The Sword’s Enchantress (Part 2)
Chapter 415 - 251: Bold Before Others, The Sword’s Enchantress (Part 2)
Bai Qi’s Divine Soul Embryo returned to his body, and he opened his eyes, with a hint of regret:
"It’s a pity Master couldn’t use mysterious techniques once more to let me comprehend a few more volumes of Sword Scripture and advance the progress of the ’Sword Monarch’s Twelve Regrets.’"
He closed his eyes again, looking inward at the ink parchment, his thoughts touching the divine seed engraved with a sword shape on its surface.
"’Sword Monarch’s Twelve Regrets’ enhances one’s understanding of Sword Dao. Listening to its sound, discerning its tone, better for analyzing, contemplating, and practicing various swordsmanship styles. To become a Sword Hero, it’s no problem.
Another day, I’ll dress in white and carry a fine sword, and the image will be just right."
Bai Qi was quite satisfied in his heart; how could swinging a big hammer be as captivating and outstanding as a sword-wielding figure in floating white attire!
"Using a sword, whether in the light or in the shadows, carries its own form.
In the open, it’s grand and dignified, like the demeanor of a gentleman; in the dark, it’s sharp and uncanny, wondrous beyond measure.
Switch to a hammer; facing head-on, using force to suppress others is brutish; playing tricks, sneaking attacks is despicable.
The appearance is lacking; it’s no good for reputation!"
Bai Qi mused, only Pei Yuanqing looks handsome, said to have sword-like brows and starry eyes.
Otherwise, how would there be a ’Silver Hammer Grand Protector.’"
At most, he would be called ’Pei Dachui’!
"I wonder what that Inner Scenic Land is all about, sword Qi like heavy snow, all-encompassing, leaving nothing out.
Volume after volume of Sword Scriptures, from shallow to deep, with varying styles, as if pointing directly to the complete legacy of the Longevity Secret Realm."
Bai Qi savored the recently refined ’Three Saints Sword’ and the ’Huang Li Yuan Ji Sword,’ increasingly finding them profound:
"Now I just need a suitable, trusty sword."
Bai Qi muttered casually and got up to open the door and step outside.
Under the bright daylight, with clear skies and a gentle breeze.
He was admiring the pristine scenery of the Inheritance Hall, when suddenly his heart pounded, as if struck by a heavy hammer.
In the apparitional void, a distinctly clear severing line abruptly appeared.
Swoosh!
A blazing three-foot-long fiery blade pierced straight into the ground in front of Bai Qi.
"Could it be that I am truly blessed with great fortune, a uniquely gifted prodigy endowed by heaven? Even my words hold power!"
Master Bai Qi, who has weathered many storms, expressed that he has never seen such a spectacle!
This weapon, resembling a sword, had been nurtured and refined to transcend its form.
It should be a precious weapon of over a thousand refinements!
Such a rare object, actually falling from the sky?
Like finding Upper Sect’s ultimate skills in Black Water River!
Sounds even more implausible than stories spun by storytellers!
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"Wasn’t it too straightforward? Deliberately opening the geomantic array isolating prying from the Inheritance Hall, letting Bai Qilang, who just emerged from the Inner Scenic Land full of sword Qi and sword intent, attract the attention of Nanming Li Fire.
Didn’t even bother to make up a decent story?"
Within the quiet room, Chen Yin closely observing Bai Qi’s actions, asked with suspicion.
This was unlike Chen Xing’s meticulous, trace-free style.
Back then, when he and Chen Du were almost chased to a dead end, who would have expected that Chen Xing actually had a hidden card.
Usually masked by the appearance of the Chi Yang Sect Leader, privately he was the destitute Martial Master at Shidu Port.
He easily evaded the Dragon Court’s widespread searches.
Chen Yin was indeed quite shocked.
"People like you, who fancy themselves as smart, always overthink. In my view, ignorance and wisdom are merely differences in ’what is known’; the former ’knows’ little and is thus dull, the latter ’knows’ much and is thus discerning.
Like you, cultivating the ’Starry Diagram of Future Inexistence’ of the White Sun Sect Leader, you predict every change, anticipate moves, your opponents often find themselves seven steps behind, feeling like they’re wrestling with destiny itself.
In reality, it’s because they are ’not knowing,’ and you are ’all-knowing.’"
With a smile hovering on his lips, Chen Xing, having dealt with Chen Yin and Chen Du for so long, knew each other well.
"You think I wear a human skin mask as the Chi Yang Sect Leader out of deep schemes, yet you don’t know, I never considered the Chi Yang Sect Leader as myself.
I, Chen Xing, a martial artist from a remote village, whether as a sect leader or not, is just like a livelihood, like fishing or blacksmithing, nothing much to it."
Chen Yin’s Divine Soul fluctuated, seemingly wishing to grumble:
"Secretly taking in disciples, marrying a widow, you say nothing of it!"
Seeing Chen Yin’s inability to respond, seemingly convinced, Chen Xing took it as enough, lightly coughed twice and returned to the main topic:
"Playing chess with the old fox Yan Xin, the layout cannot be too extensive or deep; places people have walked through inevitably leave traces, not deceivable by meticulous scrutiny of the keen-hearted.
So-called god-given genius is a gift from heaven, naturally cannot be judged by common logic.
Let the Sword Sect investigate thoroughly; Ah Qi is also a fishermen from Black River County, Tongwen Hall, Ninghai Zen, Chen Xing, all can withstand scrutiny.
Dragon Court, Daoist Officials, other forces, all have nothing to do with Ah Qi."
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"A sword fell out of nowhere?"
Bai Qi stared dazedly at the three-foot blade within arm’s reach, a sense of vigilance arising spontaneously.
Could it be some unscrupulous expert trying to set him up?
Deliberately baiting?
He was about to call for Master to seek justice!
"Hmm... that... incredibly vast sword intent, where did it go? Just now... clearly... I saw it!"
Bai Qi suddenly heard an overlapping hum by his ear, like a child’s tender voice, sweetly childish.
"This... Brother Jian, how should I address you?"
He suppressed his stray thoughts for the moment and asked patiently.
"Hmm! You can hear... me speaking?"
The fiery blade over three feet long suddenly flickered, like a flame leaping up, almost singeing Bai Qi’s eyebrows.
It seemed to be startled.
Bai Qi nodded.
He had grasped the ’Sword Monarch’s Twelve Regrets,’ enabling him to observe its form and hear its sound.