Chapter Sixteen: The City Lord's Manor
The city lord's mansion is majestic and grand, the two stone lions in front of the gate give people a sense of extreme majesty, the guards on both sides are also conscientious, not daring to glance sideways, if some careless guy wants to enter the city lord's mansion casually, then be prepared to squat in prison.
However, when Old Hu walked towards the City Master's Mansion, no one dared to block his way, and even retreated a few steps to show respect. Ye Xue and Chen Tao followed behind him with some trepidation, and if it weren't for Ye Chen being carried by Old Hu, Ye Xue and Chen Tao wouldn't have hurried along with him.
"Master, how did you come here." A middle-aged man with a majestic demeanor walked towards them. On the surface, he didn't show any majesty, but standing opposite them made Ye Xue and Chen Tao feel an intense pressure.
"Go and open the basement, I have something to do!" Old Hu said bluntly to the Star City Lord. Although he was just one of many Star City Lords, Night Walker's strength was undeniable. But now this strong person in front of him was extremely respectful, making Ye Xue and Chen Tao look at each other in shock, not daring to make a move. And the old man was actually the city lord's master, which made Ye Xue and Chen Tao almost disbelieve their ears.
Upon hearing the old man's words, Ye Wu Men slightly hesitated for a moment before nodding his head. Looking at his master's anxious expression, Ye Wu Men didn't waste any words and directly led the old man to the underground chamber of the City Lord's Manor.
The basement was built in a very secluded place, if someone didn't lead them there, even Ye Xue and Chen Tao wouldn't have known that behind the wall there was actually another room, and behind the bookshelf inside the room there were stairs leading down, what left the two speechless was that beside the stairs there was still someone keeping watch!
"You wait here, don't come in without my permission." Old Hu walked straight into the inner room with Ye Chen, Ye Xue was worried and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Ye Wu and Chen Tao. Although Ye Wu didn't know what his master was doing bringing that blood-covered boy to this underground room full of weapons, he had to listen to his master's words and execute them perfectly.
The weapons that can be seen by the city master's level of people, and are collected so secretly, are not ordinary. Old Hu carried the blood-covered Ye Chen inside, where there were not only weapons but also some secret recipes. If these recipes were to be released outside, they would absolutely bring about a bloody storm.
Old Hu furrowed his brow, gazing at Ye Chen who was placed on the round table. At this moment, Ye Chen had no breath left in him. "I don't know whether to say you're unfortunate or fortunate," Old Hu muttered to himself. "You must have read that book. Whether you live or die depends on your fate."
Old Hu immediately stopped looking at Ye Chen and instead looked around, the secret room was not large, but it was very full, with eighteen kinds of weapons all complete. Within the range of Sword City, there were still many good swords, each one having a legendary story!
Old Hu first picked up a bright red long sword, tried it out and exchanged it for a green long sword. Then he shook his head, and one by one, he tried each of the long swords, furrowed his brow, shook his head again, feeling that they still weren't quite suitable, and put them down one by one.
"Transforming Sword Manual, Transforming Sword Manual, what kind of sword can refine Ye Chen's soul?" Although Old Man Hu was extremely powerful, he didn't fully understand the contents described in the Transforming Sword Manual. Choosing a sword also required caution.
"What's this?" Old Hu held a pitch-black long sword in his hand, and this long sword was unremarkable among the all top-grade swords on the rack, not even giving off a hint of murderous aura. For a good sword, that was basically impossible. Which one hadn't gone through the trials of blood and rain to be remembered, to be admired and worshiped, to be coveted?
But this jet-black long sword doesn't have a hint of murderous aura, as if it has never killed a person or even an animal. However, the hardness and sharpness of this long sword is astonishing, even those famous swords will leave a gap when clashing with this sword.
Looking at the pitch-black long sword in his hand, Old Hu recalled the various ways he had obtained this long sword, and almost lost his life to that Qingming Langur's hands. It wasn't until after a while that he remembered it was used to save Ye Chen.
The old man took the long sword and came to Ye Chen's side, looking at Ye Chen with a serious expression. He then threw the sword upwards and sucked in his left hand towards Ye Chen who was lying on the table. Ye Chen's upper body suddenly lifted up, and Old Hu patted Ye Chen's left shoulder. Ye Chen started rotating automatically, and his stiff legs surprisingly crossed over each other in this rotation.
Bang! The old man slapped the top of Yechen's head, and Yechen, who was spinning around, suddenly stopped. At this moment, the falling black long sword just happened to be suspended above Yechen's head, no longer falling down.
The old man's face became even more solemn, the Sword-Transforming Technique was a life-or-death skill that if Ye Chen wasn't in his current state, Old Hu wouldn't have let him try it out, one misstep and he'd lose his life!
Although Ye Chen still has a hint of life, it is very weak, and even Hu Lao might not be able to save him, so he came up with this method, purely treating a dead horse as if it were alive.
The old man didn't touch Ye Chen, controlling the black long sword to slowly move towards Ye Chen's Baihui acupoint. The sharp sword entered from the top of his head, and fresh blood slowly flowed out, dyeing Ye Chen's entire head a deep red.
"The long sword enters the body, it must be nourished with blood, to transform the sword into a person, one still and one moving, the sword energy becomes the finger, no one dares not to obey... The sword, bears the heaven and earth and reverses the vitality of all living things, wherever the sword goes, nothing is unbreakable, nothing is disobedient...".
The old man's voice was so low in this room, surrounding Ye Chen. The first time there was no progress at all, the blood still flowed. The second time was the same, and the third time, the long sword had already gone halfway in. The old man's forehead gradually broke out in cold sweat. At this rate, Ye Chen would undoubtedly die.
Ye Chen has always felt himself in a sea of darkness, with very little thought, drifting in this darkness, with a heart full of sorrow, carrying the guilt towards his younger sister...
Is this going to the Yellow Spring? Ye Chen, carrying sorrow in his heart, drifted away like this, and as time passed, he gradually heard a voice. At first, it was very vague, making Ye Chen feel that the sound was very far away. Just as he wanted to listen carefully, the voice suddenly disappeared.
Ye Chen suspected it was his own illusion, but before he could think more about it, the voice sounded again. In this empty, boundless and endless darkness, being able to hear a voice was extremely rare for Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was delighted and wanted to listen carefully, but it disappeared before he could make out what it was saying. This happened twice more, each time Ye Chen straining to hear, only for the sound to vanish at the crucial moment. However, as the occurrences increased in number, the voice grew clearer to Ye Chen's ears.
As the sound became clearer, Ye Chen had a familiar feeling, as if it was someone he knew well, but he couldn't quite tell who it was. The things conveyed in the voice also gave Ye Chen a familiar feeling, but what exactly they were, he didn't know.
Just as Ye Chen was lost in thought, the voice sounded again, and this time Ye Chen heard it even more clearly. Suddenly, he realized who the voice belonged to - his respected and appreciated Master Hu.
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