手心影视

Chapter 109: Swordsmith

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Plop—

Under the gazes of Yan Wuyou and the rest, his body followed a parabolic trajectory as he was thrown into the distant forest.

Yan Wuyou: “…”

Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan: “…”

So…

What was this guy here for?

If one was to say that he was not a special envoy of the imperial court, yet he had indeed brought along the Spirit King Sword with the mark of the emperor on it. It was almost impossible for ordinary people to fake it.

If one was to say that he was a special envoy of the imperial court…

The sword was broken and the man had disappeared. It was already a miracle that this young man could survive until today without being strangled to death by His Majesty.

“Ahem… Very good! Very good!”

There came a rustling sound from the distant forest. Immediately after that, the young envoy, who had clearly suffered heavy injuries, managed to stagger out slowly.

There was a complicated expression on his blood-stained face, but it quickly disappeared.

“As expected of the most important holy land in Xuanwu Kingdom. Your sect is indeed worthy of this Spirit King Sword, and Sect Master is worthy of the title of Spirit King Protector!”

He slapped his chest vigorously and shook the half piece of sword hilt in his hand. At the same time, he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

Yan Wuyou and the others soon realized that the young man was still very energetic despite his fairly serious injuries. His originally squinted eyes were now wide open and shone with an inexplicable divine brilliance.

“This trip… I didn’t make a mistake in coming!”

At this moment, the young man’s gaze suddenly shifted and landed on “Feng Xia”. “You’re the Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley, right? You manage to devise strategies and see through all my schemes without using any magical power. As expected of the number one expert in the world.”

Yan Wuyou blinked. “…”

She felt really flustered, but yet she could not refute him.

At least everything was still fine. When the special envoy exploded just now, she thought that she was going to die. She almost could not even stand steadily…

“It’s alright, it’s alright. If I had shed… any tears just now, I might have revealed my original appearance.”

Yan Wuyou adjusted her breathing slightly to maintain the elegant image of a sect master.

—She was clearly just a captive. She asked herself why she had to go and do such a thing?!

Moreover, although she managed to escape from a disaster in the nick of time, the confusion in her chest did not lessen. Instead, it surged to an unprecedented level in an instant.

What exactly happened just now?

Where did those two murderous auras come from?

How did I… pfft, how did that bastard Feng Xia devise a strategy?

What scheme did you use just now?

Thousands of words finally converged into one sentence—Was there something wrong with this strange envoy?

“Hmph.”

At the thought of this, Yan Wuyou coughed in a cold manner and imitated Feng Xia as much as possible. She said indifferently, “Fellow practitioner, you came to our door for no reason. If I hadn’t been prepared, my neck might have been yours for the taking. Not to mention the Thousand Autumn Valley behind me will definitely have been slaughtered by you.”

“And now, you want to just move on with a simple sentence. Can it be that you don’t take me seriously?”

Both Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan felt warmth in their hearts when they heard this.

Regardless of Feng Xia’s original intention for choosing to stay in the Thousand Autumn Valley, this new Sect Master of theirs was always thinking about the benefits of the Thousand Autumn Valley!

The two of them were instantly on full alert. They activated their cultivation at the same time as the Peerless 13 Swords appeared in their hands.

Even though theirs were not as shocking as when Feng Xia used it, it still had a different feel.

Feng Xia did not let the Thousand Autumn Valley down, so they naturally could not let Feng Xia down either!

“Sect Master… we will advance and retreat with you!”

Both men shouted this statement in their hearts at the same time.

“You’re right! You make a lot of sense!” At this moment, a voice echoed.

“…”

Yan Wuyou, Lei Shao and Liu Chuanyuan looked at the envoy with dumbfounded expressions. They watched as the other party yelled angrily, “I really haven’t considered this matter thoroughly enough. Earlier, I had swung the sword with my right arm… so I’ll compensate you with this arm!”

Crack—

As all of them watched dumbstruck, the young envoy suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed his right arm and ruthlessly tore it off!

The sound of muscles tearing, blood splashing as well as the young envoy’s muffled groans entered their ears at this moment.

A severed arm flew into the sky and fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, the young envoy knelt down on one knee and shook his head with a grin. “In this case… Are you satisfied?”

“???”

W-where did this lunatic come from?!

No matter how unwilling she was, Yan Wuyou had to admit that she was really frightened just now.

At the end of the day, she only wanted an apology and for him to compensate them and repair things he broke accordingly. As for the other matters… she was not the real Sect Master of the Thousand Autumn Valley!

Feng Xia should be the one to worry about such things!

“You… Do you want to get up first?”

“If the Sect Master thinks that this is not enough, I will kneel here and not get up.”

The young envoy continued to shake his head.

At this moment, Yan Wuyou was really overwhelmed. However, she still said with a cold expression, “Fellow practitioner, don’t try to threaten me with such methods…”

“Threaten? You’re right. It does seem a little threatening.”

Unexpectedly, the young man nodded again, acknowledging what Yan Wuyou said. Then, he raised his hand and grabbed the broken arm, pressing it back onto his shoulder. “I’m not supposed to be the one escorting the Spirit King Sword. It is only because of my own selfish intention to see the legendary most important holy land that I take on this mission at the last minute.”

A strange scene was happening in front of everyone.

After the severed arm was placed on his shoulder, his flesh began to squirm rapidly. In just a short moment, it had almost completely fused together, leaving only a small bloody scar as proof of whatever just happened.

“Now that the Protector Spirit King Sword is broken, the responsibility lies with me. I’m willing to reforge this sword for your sect… What do you think?”

After staring at this person for a long time, Yan Wuyou nodded weakly.

“This matter… is up to you.”

In any case, Feng Xia was going to be back tomorrow. At that time, no matter what mess this guy created, it would have… nothing to do with her!