Chapter 487: People from Exotic Realm
Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations
“Ugh?” Jiang Xiaoyue curiously glanced at these self-proclaimed ancient G.o.dly swords.
Tink! She flicked her little finger on the ridge of a sword and tilted her head curiously, “Could it be that this sword knows how to pa.s.s it?”
“Of course, I do.” The sword named Qing Ming swayed on the bamboo stick, and threads of black murderous spirit rose and condensed into two arms. It brought its arms to its ‘chest’ and ‘glanced’ at Jiang Xiaoyue with cold arrogance before saying in a deep voice, “Little Girl, don’t you know that you must show your respect when you ask a senior a question…?”
“Ugh…” Suddenly, the little girl was replaced by Mr. Fang.
Embarra.s.sed, it immediately said, “Um… since you are a master who overpowered me with your sword techniques, I will go against my rules and give you some clues.”
Mr. Fang was at a loss for words.
“It was long, long ago.” This ancient longsword spread its hands, looking reminiscent.
Behind Mr. Fang, many people including Zong Wu and Jiang Xuan stopped their games and leaned over with eagerness, wanting to know more.
Mr. Fang glanced at the group of people behind him in exasperation. “What are you doing?”
“…”
“It was the era when my master, who created me, and I fought together. At that time, there were way more powerful cultivators besides people like you…” Its voice was deep and ancient, as if it were telling an epic story of the distant past.
Mr. Fang wiped sweat off his forehead and said, “Stop boasting about yourself… get to the point.”
Zong Wu and the others craned their necks to listen.
“It… it…” This black ancient sword with stains of rust seemed to be organizing its words.
Choking for a while, it almost had sweat popping out on its body. Finally, it blurted out, “It’s a place even I, a G.o.dly sword, can’t explain clearly!”
“!!??”
“d.a.m.n it! I waited so long, and you are telling me this?!” Mr. Fang’s face turned dark, feeling like he was going to beat someone.
The black sword squeezed out a few more words as if someone was trying to get the last bit of toothpaste out of a tube. “I had the honor to pa.s.s a sea realm in the Heavenly Forbidden Zones. When I traveled across it, I wasn’t able to see the sun, the moon, or other stars for months. Even the cultivators who excelled in future prediction and calculation couldn’t tell the directions.”
Zong Wu, the Castellan of Yuanyang City, exclaimed, “Someone indeed ventured into that place?”
Mr. Fang asked, “Ugh? Is it so rare?”
“…”
Then, they heard the sword adding a few more details, “The storms in the ocean were much more powerful than the powerful sharp wind above the high sky. We saw water walls that were thousands of meters high and huge holes to the bottom of the sea; we even encountered monsters we never saw before. You can never imagine how hard we had fought.”
“Ugh?” Mr. Fang glanced around at the people who craned their necks to listen.
“So…” Zong Wu lamented, “So dangerous!”
“Senior, you had ventured into such a dangerous place.” As an elder of the Heavenly Academy, Elder Yu had obviously heard about some stories about it. “I didn’t realize that it would be so unimaginably dangerous.”
“Do you think this guy is BSing?” Mr. Fang asked.
“Not likely. According to the legends, the place to the north of the Heavenly Abyss Sea has always been ominous. The only method of pa.s.sing that zone recorded in the books is the spatial s.h.i.+fting teleportation with the teleportation array from the prehistoric times,” Elder Yu said, “No one has ever imagined of traveling through the Heavenly Forbidden Zones.”
The other elders of the Heavenly Academy nodded and showed their agreement. “In other words, we must connect these two areas with a teleportation array if we want to hold this netizen meetup.”
“Can’t we… go in and open a path?” Mr. Fang suggested tentatively, “It’s the most convenient method, right?”
“…” All the other people’s faces turned green at this idea. “It’s best… to build a teleportation array.”
Mr. Fang stroked his chin. “Then, who knows how to build this type of teleportation array?”
“This…” Elder Yu said, “Senior Zixiao had an ancient teleportation array. Unfortunately, after Senior Zixiao disappeared, that ancient array was destroyed by a natural disaster. It will take a lot of manpower and resources to repair it.”
Subconsciously, Mr. Fang reached for his wallet. “Will it cost a lot?”
“Um…” Zong Wu and the others exchanged a look. “If all the ancient families contribute, the cost will be little to them.”
“Good…” They began to plan this grand netizen meetup.
…
– Meanwhile, in the sky above Yuanyang City –
Roars of rare beasts suddenly sounded from the distant sky as if some powerful killers were poking their heads from the clouds.
In the s.p.a.cious Cloud Ocean Square outside Yuanyang City, many cultivators were pointing at the distant sky and chattering. Soon, a huge beast poked its head from the clouds.
A roar resonated in the sky.
Then, all kinds of strange beasts flew toward Cloud Ocean Square like gales.
“Over there! What’s that?!”
A huge lizard-like beast covered in black scales was in the lead; it had two horns on its forehead, and its black wings spread out and fluttered, creating powerful winds around it.
“It seems to be a horned dragon of the western barbarians!” one cultivator yelled.
The huge body of the beast in the lead landed on Cloud Ocean Square, and its st.u.r.dy and sharp claws left deep cuts in the ground when it landed as if it were scratching tofu.
“Are they western barbarians?!”
“Western barbarians?!”
All the cultivators backed off, observing with wide-open eyes. They had heard about the barbarians in the northwest, but they hadn’t seen one before.
The man in the lead was about 40 years old with a chiseled, handsome face; he looked like a marble statue. His golden hair glittered in the sun, and he looked imposing and powerful.
With a whistle, a young man who was about 20 years old and had red and brown hair landed from the sky on a horned dragon next. He looked exotic, flippant, and somewhat wicked. “Look! Are these the ancient and elegant oriental people that you mentioned, Big Brother? How come they are all backing away from us like mice seeing cats?”
“Sister Sia, are you disappointed in our rash journey?”
A horned dragon with red scales, three horns, and golden pupils slowly landed beside him. On it was a woman wearing silver armor, a red dress, and a bull-horn-shaped helmet. She was also carrying a giant, strange-shaped sword on her waist.
She took off her helmet, revealing a chiseled and exotically beautiful face.
In the next moment, they saw a scene that they couldn’t imagine on their own!
“Look!”
Silver sword energies shot out from the city, and they formed a curtain of light, creating a dazzling show of colorful lights. With speed undetectable by the naked eye, the sword energies created streaks of silver afterimages and elegant arcs before landing on the platform. They were cultivators of Yuanyang City who were wearing silver warrior armor and Daoist robes.
They looked extremely elegant standing on flying swords that emitted spiritual lights.
“Big brother,” the red-haired man froze for a moment and said, “Are these guards warriors or cultivators?”
Beside him, the blond-haired man was also dazed.
He felt like…
Subconsciously, this man looked down at the horned dragon beneath him.
The horned dragon pulled back its paws. Then, it looked down at its huge paws and seemed to be wondering if it could also fly this way.