sbdcsierra Chapter 230 Sword Token
Chapter 230 Sword Token
Chapter 230 Sword Token
"The Demonic Master Leng Feng?" Emperor Li Yu of Tang raised his head, looked at the Demonic Master standing in mid-air, and sneered, "Daoist He Feng, you've hidden yourself very well. Even I didn't discover your true identity and kept you enshrined in the capital. I was truly blind!"
"What makes Your Majesty say such a thing?" The Demon Master Leng Feng chuckled. "Doesn't Your Majesty also want to obtain the secrets of the Three Ancient Sovereigns from me? We're just using each other. It's just that I'm more skilled, while Your Majesty is not strong enough."
"My strength is indeed insufficient; it is indeed my strength that is insufficient." Emperor Li Yu of Tang smiled bitterly. "I should never have let a wolf into the house in the first place, bringing such a wicked person as you to the capital!"
Emperor Li Yu of Tang knew that Leng Feng's presence in the capital was likely for ulterior motives, but he was confident in his ability to control the situation and wanted to obtain the secrets of the Three Ancient Sovereigns from the Demon Master. That's why he kept him in the capital.
This person's power far exceeded his expectations. His true identity was that of a demonic master who had disappeared for many years, the second-ranked demon on the Dragon Ranking. This had led to the current situation, and Li Yu was filled with regret.
"Your Majesty is a wise man; you should be able to see that you have no chance of winning now." The Demon Master smiled slightly. "I suppose Your Majesty wouldn't do something as futile as Lord Su, would you?"
Emperor Li Yu of Tang's expression changed several times before he finally asked in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want?"
"Your Majesty is indeed a wise man!" The Demon Master's smile grew even brighter as he said, "The Xuanyuan Sword. If Your Majesty hands over the Xuanyuan Sword, I will immediately withdraw from the capital. Furthermore, I can assure Your Majesty that no one from the Eight Paths will set foot in Southern Tang for the next ten years."
"As for ten years from now," the Demon Master pondered for a moment, then continued, "If Your Majesty is willing to submit to me, then ten years from now, the Southern Tang dynasty can still be ruled by the Li family. What does Your Majesty think of my proposal?"
It must be said that the Demon Master's proposal was quite attractive. Especially given the current situation, with even the Southern Tang's top expert, Marquis Shenwei, already dead, preserving ten years of peace for the entire Southern Tang might not be such an unacceptable option.
But what he wanted was the Xuanyuan Sword, the national treasure of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
“Since the founding of my Southern Tang Dynasty, the Xuanyuan Sword has never fallen into the hands of outsiders. If I were to give the Xuanyuan Sword to you, not to mention my ancestors of Southern Tang, even the recently deceased Marquis Su, how would I face him in the afterlife?” Li Yu resolutely refused, “Besides, I disdain being a puppet emperor. Neither do my descendants nor my family!”
Li Yu is right. Even ten years later, his descendants could still be emperors of the Southern Tang, but by then they would only be puppet emperors. Would any future emperor dare disobey the Demon Master's orders?
If even the Xuanyuan Sword were lost, then the descendants of the Li family would truly lose the right to speak loudly. Emperor Li Yu of Tang would absolutely never do such a foolish thing.
"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences." The Demon Master sneered, "Does Your Majesty think you have no other choice now? Or that you can defeat me with the Xuanyuan Sword?"
Hearing the sorcerer's provocation, Emperor Li Yu of Tang could only remain silent—he truly dared not use his Xuanyuan Sword again. Previously, when he used the Xuanyuan Sword, it had nearly gone berserk, almost causing him to lose control. Now, facing a sorcerer even more powerful than the Eight Paths Sect Master, Emperor Li Yu of Tang absolutely dared not take that risk.
Seemingly sensing Emperor Li Yu's apprehension, the sorcerer became even more unrestrained: "Why doesn't Your Majesty take out the Xuanyuan Sword? I was just injured by that old fellow Su Lie's desperate attack. Perhaps if Your Majesty were to summon the Xuanyuan Sword now, we could reverse the situation?"
The more brazen and fearless the sorcerer appeared, the deeper Emperor Li Yu's apprehension grew. He dared not draw the Xuanyuan Sword, fearing that if it went berserk, the sorcerer would seize it.
"Since Your Majesty dares not use the Xuanyuan Sword, then I will lend Your Majesty a hand!" With that, the Demon Master raised his hand and hooked it towards Emperor Li Yu of Tang.
Emperor Li Yu of Tang suddenly looked extremely ugly. He clutched his chest and bent over in pain, yelling, "Damn it, what have you done?"
"It's nothing," the Demon Master chuckled lightly. "It's just that I added a bit of ancient demonic energy to the dragon energy of the Xuanyuan Sword. Divine weapons are only for the strong. Since Your Majesty's strength is insufficient, then I will entrust this ancient one of the Ten Great Divine Weapons to you for safekeeping!"
As he spoke, the Demon Master beckoned to Emperor Li Yu of Tang again, and this time, his fingers were tinged with black light.
"Pfft!" Emperor Li Yu of Tang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest, his body shaking violently.
The Xuanyuan Sword was a national treasure passed down through generations of the Southern Tang imperial family. It was usually enshrined in the imperial ancestral temple, protected by dragon energy. When used, it was connected to the dragon energy of the current monarch—meaning that the body of Emperor Li Yu of Tang was the place where the Xuanyuan Sword was stored.
Previously, Emperor Li Yu of Tang noticed that the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to be losing control, so he directly retrieved it into his own body. However, at this moment, the Xuanyuan Sword within Li Yu's body felt as if it were being pulled out of his body.
The Xuanyuan Sword was forcibly pulled out of Li Yu's body, causing him immense pain. He coughed up blood and swayed precariously, as if he might collapse at any moment.
A golden light shone from Emperor Li Yu of Tang, but within that golden light was a faint trace of black energy, making it look extremely eerie.
Upon seeing the golden light emanate from Li Yu, the Demon Master's smile widened: "Your Majesty, why struggle any longer? Just obediently hand over the Xuanyuan Sword to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon's roar came from inside Emperor Li Yu of Tang. The Xuanyuan Divine Sword was finally pulled out of Emperor Li Yu's body by the Demon Master.
The Xuanyuan Sword shone with golden light, resembling a swimming dragon, yet a wisp of black energy was faintly wrapped around it. This wisp of black energy was the reason why the Demon Master was able to pull the Xuanyuan Sword out of Emperor Li Yu's body.
He mixed the ancient demonic energy with the Li clan dragon energy he obtained from Li Longqian, and then poured it into the Xuanyuan Sword. This trace of demonic energy allowed the demonic master, whose cultivation already far surpassed that of Emperor Li Yu of Tang, to temporarily gain full control over this ancient divine weapon.
At that moment, a golden light shone from Lin Fei's body, and at the same time, a voice rang out from within that golden light: "You evil demons and monsters, how dare you touch the treasures of the ancient human emperor?"