Nine Yang Sword Saint

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

“Master, what"s wrong with my youngling sword?” Yang Dingtian called out to Dongfang Niemie inside his mind without any delay.

Immediately, Dongfang Niemie awakened inside Yang Dingtian"s mind domain.

“Child, one day has pa.s.sed, and I could no longer sense your existence again. What exactly happened, are you okay?” Dongfang Niemie asked with concern.

Although Dongfang Niemie did not interact with Yang Dingtian every day, he at least greeted him daily.

“Nothing. I had merely killed a one-star Martial Mystic expert.” Yang Dingtian replied.

“You didn"t use the thunder attribute mystic skill?” Dongfang Niemie inquired.

“No!” Yang Dingtian replied.

Dongfang Niemie instantly gasped before replying, “Child, you are really impressive.”

That"s right. With Yang Dingtian"s current cultivation, it was really heaven-defying for him to be able to kill a one-star Martial Mystic expert without using any mystic skills, including the thunder attribute mystic skills.

Yang Dingtian replied sadly, “Master, that"s nothing impressive. Actually, it was my youngling sword that had helped me to block off the enemy"s fatal attack. Otherwise, I would have died long ago.”

“What"s going on?” Dongfang Niemie inquired with an alarmed tone.

Yang Dingtian narrated the great battle in detail while Dongfang Niemie was inwardly shocked by it.

After Yang Dingtian had finished narrating the battle, he continued, “Master, a moment ago when I had infused mystic qi into my youngling sword, it didn"t have any reaction. Quickly help me take a look at it to see if anything has gone wrong. Yesterday, it helped me to block the majority of the damage from the final suicidal attack by Qin Huaiju. Nothing must happen to it.”

“Haha. There shouldn"t be any problem with it.” Dongfang Niemie replied, “According to your youngling sword"s apt.i.tude, energy from a mere Martial Mystic rank expert wouldn"t be able to damage it. I will have a look at it immediately for your sake…”

Subsequently, Dongfang Niemie infused his divine senses into the youngling sword, as he investigated in detail.

A few minutes later, Dongfang Niemie smiled, “Be at ease. Nothing had happened to it. It is just sleeping.”

“Sleeping?” Yang Dingtian asked in astonishment.

“That"s right, sleeping. Just like all babies, it"s asleep after eating. Only then could it grow its body.” Dongfang Niemie replied, “Its appet.i.te is very big. In the past, it couldn"t fill its stomach. Therefore, it had always been awake. This time, it had finally eaten to fill its stomach and could have a good sleep. It would grow a little stronger once it awakens from sleep. A youngling sword that can grow is truly unseen and unheard of. Xiao Tian, the speed at which you are cultivating, your sword will startle everyone. It will definitely be at a speed which had never been seen in the past thousand years. Furthermore, your soul sword would ultimately become so formidable to the point that it is unimaginable by others.”

(TL NOTE:- Yang Dingtian is referred to as Xiao Tian. It is an intimate way of calling someone, like Little Tian.)

Indeed, Dongfang Niemie had never seen such a heaven-defying sword like Yang Dingtian"s youngling sword.

“Definitely.” Yang Dingtian replied determinedly. He had always expressed himself as a child in front of his master.

“Oh, right, master.” Yang Dingtian continued, “Why other youngling swords didn"t possess any divine senses while my youngling sword actually does?”

“Not only do other people"s youngling swords don"t possess any divine sense, but their soul sword would also only possess their own divine sense a few years after they had been fully forged.” Dongfang Niemie continued, “Your youngling sword possesses its own divine sense from the start. I believe this is somewhat related to the tens of thousands of years old blood black gold because ordinary blood black gold is only hundreds of years old. At best, they would be thousands of years old and have yet to sprout mystic qi.

Meanwhile, tens of thousands of years old blood black gold already possessed their own soul spirit. Although the soul spirit was extremely weak and pure, it was already close to a living object. Therefore, youngling swords that are forged from tens of thousands of years old blood black gold would possess divine sense. The reason why this divine sense is so intimate with you was that you had ultimately sprinkled your blood on the sword, and the blood had penetrated deeply into every inch of the youngling sword. In other words, if the youngling sword had its own blood, the blood flowing through its body would be your blood. Therefore, it is interlinked with your meridians. The moment it was born, it had an intimate relations.h.i.+p that couldn"t be severed.”

“I understand!” Yang Dingtian replied. Afterward, he looked towards his youngling sword that was in his embrace. Immediately, he felt that it had grown even cuter and was extremely silly looking.

After Yang Dingtian had been rea.s.sured, he continued to hug his youngling sword and circulated the mystic qi breathing cycle. Although the battle mystic qi during the night contained more impurities, he didn"t have the time to be bothered by it. Early in the morning tomorrow, he would have to depart for the Cloud Heaven City. For him to journey safely, he had to be at his most optimal state.

As to when his youngling sword would wake up, it didn"t really matter to him as long as it was fine.

Of course, it would be best if it could wake up as soon as possible because there would be times when Yang Dingtian would need its help.

Furthermore, Yang Dingtian was filled with antic.i.p.ation towards its next performance after it awakened!

After three hours of the mystic qi breathing cycle, Yang Dingtian had fully charged his qi vessel and mystic meridians. And with the several high-grade mystic a.s.sembly elixirs inside his spatial ring, it would be sufficient for him to use if he were to come across any accidents.

Currently, there were still four more hours before daybreak. He grabbed hold of the final moment to sleep. The current Yang Dingtian no longer needed too much sleep, but after his body had suffered from injuries and had just fully recovered from the great battle a moment ago, it would be best for him to have sufficient rest.

After which, Yang Dingtian laid down onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep while hugging onto his youngling sword.

After he had fallen asleep for a few minutes, he was suddenly alerted.

Because he heard footsteps, immediately, he felt his entire body"s hair raising up. He grabbed onto his youngling sword tightly and was prepared to battle at any time.

But very quickly, he had loosened up. Because these footsteps were very familiar, and along with the similarity, there was also a unique and delicate fragrance.

It was Ling Wu. She had secretly snuck into Yang Dingtian"s room.

Yang Dingtian was somewhat incapable of resisting this s.e.xy, brazen, emotional, and cute woman. To prevent himself from being awkward, he quickly pretended that he was asleep in hopes that this woman wouldn"t do anything foolish and was just here to take a look before leaving.

However, his hope was quickly destroyed.

Ling Wu directly sat beside him and was staring at his face, motionlessly.

Very quickly, Yang Dingtian became very unnatural. Although he still had his eyes shut, his eyelids kept on trembling.

Often, Yang Dingtian"s mental essence could only be counted as ordinary and wouldn"t be able to keep his calm.

“Yang Dingtian, I know that you aren"t asleep. Stop acting.” Ling Wu spoke out.

Yang Dingtian could only open up his eyes and respond, “Young Lady Ling Wu, why are you here? Are you here to bid farewell to me?”

Ling Wu stared at Yang Dingtian boldly and replied, “Nope. You clearly know why I"ve come.”

Yang Dingtian couldn"t stop her speech. He opened up his mouth and wanted to reply.

Unexpectedly, it was covered by Ling Wu"s small hands, “Don"t talk. I know what you want to say. I have heard it countless times.”

Subsequently, Ling Wu continued, “Next, I will speak, and you will listen!”

Yang Dingtian nodded his head with a complicated expression.

Ling Wu commented, “I know. You love your wife, and you owe her a lot. Therefore, you wouldn"t dare to do anything that would let her down.”

Yang Dingtian nodded his head hurriedly.

Ling Wu continued, “You can be at ease. Although I really love you, I wouldn"t need you to bear any responsibility and wouldn"t marry into your family. I will never fight over you with your wife, and your wife will never learn about what is going to happen next. You can even treat all of it as a dream.”

She was really straightforward and bold.

“I"m really touched. Who wouldn"t be touched when facing a woman like you?” Yang Dingtian gasped for breath and continued, “But it is also because of this, I have to be responsible for you. You and I are destined to never be together for this life. You still have to marry someone else. I hope you can give a complete you to your future husband. Otherwise, you will be hurt. This world isn"t that tolerant towards women.”

“Idiot…” Ling Wu replied delicately, “Do you really think I would still marry someone else? Do you think that my heart could still contain another person? Although I"m very ordinary, I"m still proud and arrogant. Otherwise, I would have married off to someone else long ago.”

“Who will be able to tell what is going to happen in the future?” Yang Dingtian sighed. Some people were faithful unto death in relations.h.i.+ps, but it was extremely rare.

“That"s right. Who will be able to tell what is going to happen in the future and who would be able to know a person"s state of mind in the future.” Ling Wu looked at Yang Dingtian with her beautiful eyes, “I don"t know what is going to happen in the future. But at the very least, for now, I feel that I will not fall in love with any other man. This time, I have fallen for a man, and it is already extremely tiring for me. Therefore, I will never wish to experience it for a second time.”

Yang Dingtian replied, “Perhaps, your second time wouldn"t be so tiring. Instead, it might be extremely sweet…”

“Listen to everything I have to say…” Ling Wu stopped Yang Dingtian once again. “You are destined to travel far away while I"m foreordained to stay here for life. At the start, I"m accompanying my father. In the future, I would be accompanying everyone on this island. I"m the only one on this island whose martial art is somewhat outstanding. I would have to protect them. Therefore, I know that nothing will bear fruit between us. As for me, I will not marry others in the future as well. There will never be a second you who would appear on this island, and there wouldn"t be so many unforgettable events.”

“Yang Dingtian, I will never urge you to stay if you wish to leave. What I want is just a child.” Ling Wu spoke while full of longing, “It can be a boy or a girl. But it would be better if it"s a son. Be at ease. I will never bring him on a trip to search for you. I will nurture him. In the future, I will let him inherit Inferno Island. Since his dad is so outstanding, he will certainly be very outstanding as well.”

“Yang Dingtian, there are a lot of women on the sea who are in the same situation.” Ling Wu continued, “A lot of women are not willing to get married. They are willing to live such a carefree life without worries. Therefore, they would look for the most outstanding man and give birth to a child as they nurture them alone.”

“I love you. Therefore, I must attain my objective.” Ling Wu spoke decisively.

The eyes she looked at Yang Dingtian with, were filled with determination.

Yang Dingtian stared at her for a long time. After which, he shook his head, “No!”

Ling Wu was stunned. Her delicate body trembled as her tears poured out turbulently. Suddenly, she seized Yang Dingtian"s treasure sword over and hung it on her neck, “Yang Dingtian, you can reject me. However, I will die before you. Of course, your martial art is higher than me and will be able to s.n.a.t.c.h away the sword on my hand easily. However, you are leaving tomorrow. How are you going to s.n.a.t.c.h away the sword in my hand then?”

Yang Dingtian was completely speechless. He had never met such a determined and decisive woman before. Momentarily, he was at a complete loss for what to do.