Chapter 134: Hidden Dragon In The Abyss, Not To Be Offended!
East courtyard.
Clang—
Jiang Ning drew the saber from its scabbard; the saber in his hand instantly let out a light ringing sound, pleasant to the ear, as if a dragon’s roar sounded beside him.
He lowered his head and saw that the blade in his hand was dull and lustreless, mottled with grayish-white stains.
Then he went to the side, wetted the blade, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and wiped down along the blade.
Clang—
As his fingers left the blade, a faint hum rang out again.
The grayish-white stains on the blade remained as before, without fading in the slightest.
“As expected, it is not that simple. This should be marks left on the blade by the passing years.”
“I hope these marks will not have too great an impact on this Spirit Soldier.”
Jiang Ning said to himself.
After that.
He pressed his index and middle fingers together again, placed them against the edge of the blade in his hand, then gave a light stroke.
In an instant.
He felt an extremely slight pain, and bright red blood welled up from the pads of his index and middle fingers.
“What a sharp saber!” Jiang Ning was slightly surprised.
Originally, he thought that after such a long erosion of years, with the blade so dim, this Spirit Soldier should have long lost its original sharpness.
But now, having personally experienced the sharpness of this saber.
He knew he had underestimated the Spirit Soldier.
Even if this saber might no longer have the edge it once possessed, it was still a divine weapon and sharp tool.
“It truly deserves to be called a legendary Spirit Soldier!” Jiang Ning murmured.
Then he held his fingers above the blade; the bright red blood on his fingertips gathered into beads, then slowly dripped onto the blade.
The next moment.
Two drops of bright red blood slowly slid down along the blade.
As they slid down, the blood beads rapidly shrank from the size of soybeans, as if the saber were absorbing these two drops of his blood.
In the blink of an eye, they became only the size of rice grains, then vanished without a trace.
On the blade, no trace could be seen that blood had ever been there.
At this moment.
Jiang Ning also felt that he had established a kind of spiritual connection with the Spirit Soldier in his hand.
The Spirit Soldier in his hand now seemed to have completely become a part of him.
“This saber truly possesses spirituality.”
Then he closed his eyes again.
Because, as he established a certain spiritual bridge with the weapon in his hand, he also sensed some information coming through that bridge.
Some information about this saber.
A moment later.
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and looked at the weapon in his hand, frowning slightly.
Just how long has this saber existed?
According to the information transmitted from this Spirit Soldier, after the blood recognition and the establishment of the spiritual bridge, one should be able to receive the information inscribed within the Spirit Soldier, information about this Spirit Soldier.
Yet now, the information inscribed in this Spirit Soldier was fragmented.
He only knew this was a Spirit Soldier, a Spirit Soldier that had once possessed top-tier spirituality.
The source of that spirituality was a remnant soul of a True Dragon whose intelligence had been erased.
From the feedback given through this spiritual bridge.
He also understood that to truly master this saber and restore its former brilliance, it must be refined through blood sacrifice, nurturing the spirituality within the blade.
From the feedback of the spirituality residing in the saber, he also understood.
The former top-tier spirituality within the blade had long perished in the distant ancient years; what existed now was a newborn spirituality.
This newborn spirituality had formed a spiritual resonance with him because of some special trait on his body and was willing to recognize him as its master.
And to continuously strengthen this newborn spirituality and restore it to its former peak state, the master’s blood sacrifice refining was required—only his blood refining could achieve this.
Then.
He placed his two fingers on the blade and immediately felt the blood in the pads of his index and middle fingers being continuously drawn out, sucked by the blade.
After a few breaths.
He sensed a feeling of satisfaction transmitted through the spiritual bridge.
Jiang Ning knew it was full.
“Not bad, it doesn’t demand much.” Feeling the loss of his blood, Jiang Ning nodded slightly.
In just a few breaths, this saber had at most swallowed less than ten drops of his blood in total.
And according to the feedback, a single absorption could last for many days.
After completing the blood sacrifice refining process, Jiang Ning pressed his two fingers to stop the bleeding; the blood began to clot, and the wounds started to heal.
A moment later.
In the courtyard.
Jiang Ning held a saber in each hand. In his left was the Ebony Saber Wang Jin had previously given him, its blade said to be forged from Hundred-Forged Fine Iron, worth One Hundred Taels of silver.
The blade was bright as a mirror, reflecting blazing rays of light in the glow of the setting sun.
In his right was the Spirit Soldier he had obtained today, a Spirit Soldier from the Ancient Era, now possessing fledgling, weak spirituality.
Its blade was dull and lustreless, speckled with grayish-white stains.
The reason he did this was simple: he wanted to test the sharpness and toughness of this Spirit Soldier.
In the next moment.
He exerted strength with both hands.
The edges of the two sabers clashed.
Clang—
With a loud clash of metal striking metal.
The Ebony Saber in his left hand snapped in an instant; its blade tip was shaken loose, flying off and stabbing deep into the soil.
“So strong!”
Seeing this, Jiang Ning could not help but open his eyes slightly wider.
That night.
In the Weapon Forging Shop.
“Brother Qiu, you’re back!” Yang Kai frowned slightly, but still greeted the man reeking of alcohol in front of him.
Because this man was the shopkeeper newly appointed last year, now the true shopkeeper of the Weapon Forging Shop.
As for the former shopkeeper, the founder of the Weapon Forging Shop, because of his age, he had long since retired to live out his years in a manor outside the city.
So now, the Weapon Forging Shop had only one principal and one deputy shopkeeper.
The burly man surnamed Qiu before him was the principal shopkeeper.
While he, Yang Kai, was only the deputy shopkeeper of the Weapon Forging Shop.
In the Weapon Forging Shop, he still had to obey this burly man surnamed Qiu.
“Mm!” The burly man surnamed Qiu nodded, then said, “Did anything important happen in the shop today?”
“Yes!” Yang Kai nodded, then continued, “Today, Jiang Ning from the Canglang Martial Arts School came to the Weapon Forging Shop.”
“Him?” The burly man surnamed Qiu was slightly surprised, then said, “This afternoon I went to the Canglang Martial Arts School to attend that old fellow Wang Jin’s Apprenticeship Banquet; I met him.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Kai asked, “Then what do you think of that youngster, Brother Qiu? Do you feel he has great potential for the future?”
“What do you mean by that?” The burly man surnamed Qiu glared at Yang Kai.
Immediately his expression darkened. “And then you followed Old Gong’s rules and gave that kid a valuable divine weapon?”
Yang Kai nodded. “Those are the rules Old Gong set when he founded the Weapon Forging Shop. Naturally, I must carry them out!”
“Yang Kai!” The burly man surnamed Qiu’s gaze turned stern, and his voice suddenly rose. “I am the shopkeeper now. I already said that rule should have been abolished long ago!”
“In this world, relying on others is worse than relying on yourself!”
“With money, you can buy Precious Medicine, and only then can your strength improve quickly.”
“In this world, only your own strength is truly reliable!”
“This is the last time I’ll say it!”
When he spoke this last sentence, the burly man surnamed Qiu’s tone was extremely severe, his eyes filled with viciousness.
Yang Kai looked at him in silence; the atmosphere indoors was extremely oppressive, utterly silent.
Only from the direction of the backyard came the sound of the forge’s bellows.
After a long moment, Yang Kai slowly nodded.
“All right!”
“This time we’ll let it go! There must not be a next time!” the burly man surnamed Qiu said darkly.
Then.
He asked again, “This afternoon, did you give that kid the divine weapon from the Underground Armory?”
Yang Kai replied truthfully, “The Spirit Soldier stored in the Weapon Storage Room!”
“Spirit Soldier? What Spirit Soldier?” The burly man surnamed Qiu was slightly stunned.
The next moment, he seemed to think of something.
Then he said, “You mean that Spirit Soldier?”
“Mm!” Yang Kai nodded.
Upon hearing this, the burly man surnamed Qiu frowned.
“That thing may be useless and really a chicken rib, but why would he want such a thing?”
“Could it be that there’s something special about him, that he discovered some secret within that Spirit Soldier?”
He muttered to himself, then asked Yang Kai, “This afternoon, did you notice anything unusual about that Spirit Soldier?”
Upon hearing this, Yang Kai slowly nodded.
“Yes!”
“What unusual thing?” the burly man surnamed Qiu pressed.
Yang Kai said, “He drew the blade of the Spirit Soldier.”
“What?” The burly man surnamed Qiu’s eyes flew wide open. “What did you say!!!”
Seeing the burly man surnamed Qiu’s expression, Yang Kai suddenly felt something was wrong.
But since things had come to this, he could only brace himself and say, “Jiang Ning drew that saber.”
“He drew the saber? He actually drew the saber!!!” The burly man surnamed Qiu’s breathing involuntarily became rapid.
As the new shopkeeper of the Weapon Forging Shop, he naturally knew everything about this Spirit Soldier.
It was a Spirit Soldier passed down from Ancient Times, with extraordinary material, not only resisting the erosion of time with no change in its exterior.
It was also indestructible; neither fierce flames nor heavy hammer blows could cause the slightest change to it.
Yet in their eyes it was extremely much like a chicken rib, because no one could draw the blade from its scabbard.
A saber that could not be used, no matter how extraordinary its material, was only equivalent to a fire poker.
He had always believed that with the disappearance of the Immortals and Gods and the changing of the Era, no one could wield so-called Spirit Soldiers.
But now, he suddenly heard those words from Yang Kai.
Jiang Ning had managed to draw the saber.
After learning this news, the burly man surnamed Qiu’s breathing grew even more rapid.
Then he said furiously, “Since you saw him draw the saber, why did you still give that saber to him?”
“Do you not know what value a usable Spirit Soldier holds?”
“Its value is beyond price, truly priceless!”
“Yet you actually gave that Spirit Soldier to that brat.”
Yang Kai said, “After he drew the saber, I tried again. No matter how hard I tried, the blade and scabbard were still as one; I could not move it at all, no different from before.”
“This shows that Spirit Soldier has spirituality and only acknowledges Jiang Ning alone. It is useless in our hands.”
“Since that is the case, it is better to give it to Jiang Ning, to make use of waste, and also let him owe us a favor.”
“I think highly of his future. If he becomes a first-rate strong practitioner in the future, that favor will be worth a fortune as well.”
“Nonsense!” the burly man surnamed Qiu roared. “A first-rate strong practitioner, Martial Arts Fourth Rank! How could he possibly achieve that? Pinning hopes on him is simply laughable!”
Then the burly man surnamed Qiu said again, “The fact that he can draw the saber shows this Spirit Soldier is no chicken rib, but a priceless Treasure. This item must be taken back.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Kai could not help but furrow his brows. “There is no Principle that allows taking back what has been given.”
The burly man surnamed Qiu said, “If I say there is, then there is!”
Then he continued, “You are coming with me; we will go together to ask that kid to return it.”
“This is not very proper,” Yang Kai said with a frown, shaking his head slightly.
“Enough nonsense!” the burly man surnamed Qiu shouted. “This item is priceless. How can we just give it to that kid for nothing?”
“Let’s go!!” The burly man surnamed Qiu glared fiercely at Yang Kai.
Seeing this, Yang Kai sighed inwardly and quickly followed in the burly man surnamed Qiu’s footsteps.
The moon hung high on the treetops.
【Five Animal Forms Boxing Experience Points +1】
【Five Animal Forms Boxing Experience Points +1】
【Five Animal Forms Boxing Experience Points +1】
【.】
After tempering his muscle membrane, Jiang Ning continued to practice boxing.
Five Animal Forms Boxing was his Martial Arts Foundation.
A boxing art that could strengthen Blood Qi.
“Almost time to sleep.” Jiang Ning drew back his fists and stood still, gently exhaling a breath of turbid qi.
Then he went to the well beside him and lifted a bucket of clear well water.
Gulp gulp gulp—
First, he took a hearty drink.
Then he grabbed the bucket and poured it over his head.
As the cool well water cascaded down, his body shuddered involuntarily.
“So refreshing!”
Immediately after, he tossed the bucket back into the Ancient Well.
After a couple of splashes, he hauled up another bucket brimming with well water.
He lifted the bucket again and poured it over himself, letting the clean, cool well water wash away the sweat produced from practicing boxing.
This was something he had to do every night before bed.
Without a rinse, with sweat sticking all over, he could not sleep comfortably.
Just then.
His brows furrowed.
His gaze turned toward the Front Courtyard.
Someone was here!!
Coming over the wall so late at night, the visitor was certainly ill-intentioned.
Jiang Ning’s brows knitted.
He immediately put down the bucket in his hand.
His figure flickered, and in one step he crossed more than ten feet.
In a few steps, he reached the tree under which the Spirit Soldier Dragon Abyss was placed.
Grabbing the Spirit Soldier Dragon Abyss, Jiang Ning’s confidence surged.
The evening’s test had shown him the edge of the Spirit Soldier Dragon Abyss in his hand.
With a single slash it could cut through the Ebony Saber said to be forged from Hundred-Forged Fine Iron, proving the might of the Spirit Soldier Dragon Abyss.
In battle, wielding such a Spirit Soldier that could easily sever weapons gave him an enormous advantage.
One could not meet its edge head-on and could only evade and retreat.
A single moment of carelessness would mean both man and weapon falling together.
So even though his strength had not improved at this moment, Jiang Ning knew that when he held the Spirit Soldier Dragon Abyss.
His actual combat power was worlds apart from before.
Even if his previous self, wielding the Ebony Saber, faced his present self, he could only flee in panic and could not confront him head-on.
On the other side.
The burly man surnamed Qiu vaulted over the wall and landed in the Front Courtyard. He swept his gaze around and let out a cold laugh.
“That kid really knows how to enjoy himself, living in such a large residence.”
Behind him, Yang Kai also climbed over the wall.
“Brother Qiu, later you should be more courteous. It’s best not to have a conflict with Jiang Ning.”
“A prodigy like him is a Hidden Dragon in the depths; we must not offend him too much.”
