sbdcsierra Chapter 506: Young People's Journey
Chapter 506: Young People's Journey
The dim street lights stretched the figures of Lin Ye'er and Yu Huiqinggong out long.
As their footsteps swayed, they looked like two shadow puppeteers performing a mystery play.
The mountain road is winding, and the trees on both sides rustle in the night wind.
The occasional chirping of unknown insects adds a bit of eerie atmosphere.
The air was filled with the damp smell of soil, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers that came from nowhere, making Lin Ye'er feel a little drowsy.
"Hey, do you know Tianjin God and Guojin God?" Yuhui Qinggong suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the mountains.
Lin Ye'er shuddered, her sleepiness disappeared instantly, and she almost fell flat on her face.
He steadied himself, rubbed his nose, and said, "I know a little bit, a general idea, but not very clearly. What's the matter?"
Yuhui Qinggong smiled mysteriously: "Then you have to listen carefully, this is a shocking piece of news!"
He cleared his throat and began to tell the story, "A long time ago..."
"Stop! Stop it!"
Lin Ye'er quickly stopped him, "What the hell is that long time ago?"
"Can you please not use such a clichéd opening line? Can you get straight to the point? I'm in a hurry!"
Yuhui Qinggong rolled her eyes: "Do you know what foreshadowing is? What does it mean to create an atmosphere? You are so uncultured!"
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!" Lin Ye'er urged impatiently.
Yuhui Qinggong sighed helplessly and had to speed up his speech: "To put it simply, the Tianjin God and the Guojin God are fighting fiercely for territory."
"Just imagine, the gods fighting, that scene, wow, wow, wow, it's simply gods flying around, the earth shaking, the sun and moon losing their light, the sky and the earth changing color..."
"Stop, stop, stop! It's happening again! Can you speak human language?" Lin Ye'er felt that her ears were severely damaged.
"Okay, okay, I'll speak human language."
Yuhui Qinggong took a deep breath. "In short, in the end, Tianjin God won, and Guojin God was defeated and forced to go into exile to a place called... called..."
He suddenly stopped, frowning, as if trying to recall something.
"What's it called?" Lin Ye'er asked curiously.
Yuhui Qinggong slapped his thigh suddenly: "Oh! I remember! It's called..."
He deliberately prolonged the tone, then suddenly leaned close to Lin Ye'er's ear and whispered, "It's called..."
"...It's called 'Yellow Spring'!"
Yu Huiqinggong finally said the mysterious name with a strange smile on his face.
"That is the last stronghold of Kunitsu God and their hope for revenge."
Lin Ye'er was confused by what she heard. She felt like she was listening to a fantasy novel or a talk show.
"So what? What does this have to do with the Nine Swords of Huojin?" He really couldn't understand what a fight between gods had to do with swords.
“It’s a huge deal!”
Yu Hui Qing Gong looked at Lin Ye'er as if she were an idiot, "Huo Jin Jiu Dao,"
"It is the blade of revenge that those Kunitsu gods who were driven to the underworld created with all their efforts in order to rebel against the Tianjin gods!"
He paused and pointed at the long sword behind him, "My [Rain Breach] is the fourth of the Nine Swords of Huojin!"
Lin Ye'er immediately became interested, her eyes shining as if she had seen a treasure.
"Oh my god! So awesome? Then aren't you a descendant of the God Kunitsu?!" His tone was full of curiosity and a hint of excitement that was hard to conceal.
"Of course!" Yuhui Qinggong said proudly, "Back then, my ancestors were also..."
"Okay, okay, stop bragging. Let me ask you, if there are nine swords, where are the other eight?"
Lin Ye'er interrupted Yuhui Qinggong's self-boasting and directly asked the question that concerned her most.
Yuhui Qinggong's eyes narrowed, and the giggling expression on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold warning.
"Boy, I advise you to give up those unrealistic ideas. Not everyone can touch the Huojin Sword!"
Lin Ye'er was startled by the sudden changes in Yuhuiqing Palace and scratched her head.
He smiled casually and said, "Look at what you said. I'm just curious and asking. There's nothing else to it."
"Humph!"
Yuhui Qinggong snorted coldly, obviously not believing Lin Yeer's words.
"Each Huojin sword possesses immense power and possesses a sword spirit. It is beyond the wielding power of someone of your caliber."
"To seize by force will only lead to self-destruction!"
"Sword Soul?" Lin Ye'er frowned. It was the first time he heard this word and it felt very novel.
"That's right!"
Yu Huiqinggong's mouth corners slightly raised, as if he was enjoying Lin Ye'er's surprise.
"Each Huojin sword has a unique sword spirit. They have their own consciousness and will choose their own master."
"Moreover, the sword spirit will continue to grow with the master's strength and become more powerful."
Lin Ye'er instantly understood the meaning of Yuhui Qinggong's warning and couldn't help but shudder.
This is not a knife, it's clearly a hot potato!
"Nothing."
Yu Huiqinggong changed the subject and his tone became relaxed again.
"If you really want one, there are ways to do it."
He gave a mysterious smile.
"I do know a hidden master who can repair swords. Maybe he can make your sword give birth to a sword spirit."
When Lin Ye'er heard this, her eyes lit up, but she soon looked at Yu Hui Qing Gong in confusion, "Why are you helping me?"
Yuhui Qinggong did not answer, but smiled mysteriously.
Then he gently stroked the hilt of Yubeng, "I just want to make a deal with you..."
He paused, then slowly pulled out [Rain Breach]...
On the blade, a strange light flickered.
Under the dim street lights, [Yubeng] was unsheathed, and a strange light flickered on the blade, rhythmically moving like breathing.
Then, a cloud of light blue mist slowly rose from the blade.
It circled and danced in the air, and finally condensed into a translucent human figure.
The outline of the human figure is blurred and the facial features cannot be seen clearly.
But Lin Ye'er clearly felt an ancient and powerful aura coming towards him, which made him take a step back involuntarily.
"This is... the Sword Soul?"
Lin Ye'er muttered to herself, her eyes wide as bells, as if she had seen such a magical thing for the first time.
This sword spirit actually exists!
He couldn't help swallowing and thought to himself: Fortunately, I didn't act rashly and really try to grab the knife, otherwise it would have been dead by now.
"How's it going? Have you seen the power of the Huojin Sword?"
Yuhui Qinggong raised his eyebrows proudly, his eyes full of boasting.
"This is only the initial form of [Rain Avalanche]. Once it fully awakens, its power will be even more astonishing!"
Lin Ye'er touched her nose and laughed dryly: "Haha, it's really amazing, it's really amazing."
But I was complaining wildly in my heart: Brother, are you showing off or threatening me?
Do I look like someone who's going to grab your knife?
Yu Hui Qing Gong seemed to see through Lin Ye'er's thoughts, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't be nervous, I said, if you really want one, there is a way."
He paused and continued,
"I know a hidden master who is proficient in the way of swords and may be able to help your sword give birth to a sword spirit."
Lin Ye'er's heart moved. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
With the sword spirit, my strength will definitely be greatly improved!
But on second thought, I felt something was wrong.
Why is this guy suddenly so kind?
There must be a demon in the abnormal situation!
"Why are you helping me?"
Lin Ye'er stared at Yuhui Qinggong suspiciously, trying to find some clues from his face.
Yuhui Qinggong did not answer directly, but smiled mysteriously: "I just want to make a deal with you..."
He slowly inserted [Yubeng] into the scabbard, making a crisp sound, then turned to look at Lin Ye'er.
His tone was low and meaningful: "A deal... you absolutely can't refuse."