Chapter 229: One Sword
The hard clam shell opened, revealing the soft inner core, and at this moment, the long sword shining with golden light appeared perfectly in Wen Nan's palm.
Although Wen Nan had seen Yu Shujun wielding this lightsaber countless times, this was the first time he touched the blade himself.
This [Root Breaking Slash] is much lighter than he expected.
The golden light flowed on the almost transparent sword. Holding it in the palm of the hand, it was like some kind of hard gauze. Although it was hot, it was not scalding.
Wen Nan turned his wrist slightly, and the sword blade immediately followed his movement and slashed towards the ceiling. The speed was so fast that it seemed as if the sword was really a ray of golden light projected from Wen Nan's palm.
With a "crack", a crack appeared in the corner of the roof, followed by a "boom" as many broken stones and wall panels fell down.
Yu Shujun's eyes were half closed, his gaze was blurred, his cheeks were flushed, and he was deeply immersed in some emotion and unable to extricate himself.
Hearing the noise, Yu Shujun was so shocked that he immediately opened his eyes wide and looked towards the corner with vigilance.
Seeing the rubble piled up in the corner and a crack on the roof, Yu Shujun turned around and saw the lightsaber in Wen Nan's hand. "...Did it work?"
When he opened his mouth suddenly, he found that his voice was very hoarse, and the two simple words he spoke were trembling obviously. He did not have his usual coldness and abstinence at all, and even had a bit of fragility.
Wen Nan was tickled by the other person's voice, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and he asked with a hint of amusement: "Does it hurt anymore?"
Yu Shujun didn't want to utter another word. Upon hearing this, she just raised her eyelids and glanced at Wen Nan.
The other person's eyes, which were originally as blue as the deep sea, were now covered with a layer of mist, his eye sockets were red, and there were physiological tears in the corners of his eyes. He glared at Wen Nan, which did not sound like a warning or intimidation, but rather like anger and coquettishness.
Some bad thoughts came to Wen Nan's mind, and he immediately put them into practice.
Just now, Wen Nan had been very considerate of Yu Shujun's feelings, allowing Yu Shujun to be wrapped in tenderness. For a moment, he forgot what kind of person he usually was, and thus became careless. In an instant, he lost his position and was attacked by the opponent.
His body went limp, and a sound came out of Yu Shujun's throat that made him blush.
Angry at his body's betrayal, and even more angry at the other person's inhumanity, the lightsaber in Yu Shujun's palm suddenly flew out, and the blade stabbed out against the side of Wen Nan's face.
Wen Nan raised his hand and subconsciously used the lightsaber in his palm to block. The two blades collided, making a sharp and piercing sound like knives and forks scraping against dishes, which made people's scalps numb.
Wen Nan laughed and teased, "Do you really want to fencing with me on the bed?"
Yu Shujun put away his sword and said in a hoarse voice: "You forced me to do this." After that, he put his hands on Wen Nan's chest, raised his legs, and pretended to stand up, wanting to retreat.
Wen Nan raised his hand and pressed the other person's thigh, explaining: "I didn't mean to tease you. I said before that my skill [No Astringency] requires the emotion value of 'Pain and Happiness'. Just now... it was obviously you who was too focused and only had 'happiness' left. I was forced to attack in order to ensure the success of stealing."
The excuse he made was so plausible that Yu Shujun couldn't refute it at all.
Yu Shujun couldn't win an argument with this battle-hardened man. In the end, he decided to change the subject. "Your sword-holding posture is wrong. There's something wrong with your force point. You shouldn't use your wrist to exert force. You should try to rely on your arm strength."
"Really?" Wen Nan put on an appearance of humbly asking for advice and extended his sword-holding hand to the other party. "I don't know how to do it. Can you teach me?"
Yu Shujun really thought that he wanted to learn swordsmanship, so he grabbed his wrist. The next moment, Wen Nan hugged him, turned him around in his arms, and faced the window.
Yu Shujun cried out in surprise when something struck her, but she quickly suppressed the disturbing sound.
The two of them sat on the bed, one in front of the other, as if they were riding the same horse. Wen Nan handed his sword-holding hand to Yu Shujun, and with his other hand he wrapped his arm around his waist. He whispered in his ear, "Work together? You take care of the top, and I'll take care of the bottom?"
Yu Shujun: …
I wanted to tell him to shut up, but I finally restrained myself.
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If you stay inside the sheath of the scepter for too long, your sense of time will become weak.
Although the two had come to this point in the name of letting Yu Shujun return to complete the task as soon as possible, Wen Nan didn't want to let go so easily later on.
The room was filled with a hot atmosphere, and both of them were sweating. Wen Nan lowered his head and sniffed the other's neck. He felt the slight trembling of the other's arm that was holding his wrist. He didn't know whether it was due to fatigue from holding the sword for too long, or simply to please him.
After an unknown amount of time, the red warning light of the mission countdown lit up on the floating light screen above his head, and Wen Nan suddenly realized that they didn't have much time left.
With more than ten hours of accumulated enhanced effects of [Persistence is King], and a large amount of "pain and happiness" emotional value added, the two of them held the same sword and chopped the last sword towards the deep dent on the barrier in front of them.
"Ka!" The crisp sound, as if a piece of wood was split in half, fell clearly into the ears of the two.
“It’s open!”
It was like an ice surface that had been frozen for many years was broken. From the gap, countless tiny cracks immediately appeared, spreading out in all directions like lightning, and the sound of the inner wall shattering was constantly emitted.
Amid the noise, Wen Nan and Yu Shujun finally let go of each other and put their clothes in order.
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As soon as I put on my shirt, my feet began to shake violently, and then everything around me became blurry and dim until I fell into complete darkness.
His body began to spin and he fell rapidly. When he opened his eyes, Wen Nan was lying on a hard floor.
Squinting his eyes, his vision gradually became clearer. Wen Nan tried hard to distinguish the surrounding environment and soon realized that he had returned to a familiar place.
"Father! You are finally back! Father!"
A thin electronic sound rang in my ears.
Following the sound, Wen Nan moved his gaze from the ceiling down and saw the white sweeping robot, which was now hanging on the wall. A pair of small eyes on the central screen changed into a tearful look and blinked at him.
He came out.
It not only came out from the sheath of the Scepter, but even came out directly from Blizzard Manor and the entire dungeon.
He was teleported directly to his guild's office building, and was now lying straight on the second floor.
Supporting himself with his arms, Wen Nan was about to sit up, but when he closed his fingers, he realized that he was holding something hard in his palm.
I looked down and found that it was a wooden stick.
It is a brown-black color similar to peach wood, with a glazed and shiny surface. It is only as long as a palm and very thin, with one end thin and the other slightly thicker.
At first glance, it looks like a pair of simple-looking chopsticks or a wooden hairpin.
Slowly turning the wooden stick, one can clearly see 12 runes engraved on its outer wall.
When Wen Nan's fingertips touched the "∈" symbol in one of the runes, a faint golden light immediately appeared on the surface of the wooden stick. The light flowed along the texture of the rune, and finally gathered at the top of the wooden stick to form a small floating light screen. On the screen, a row of tiny words appeared -
[The residual energy of the Aghanim's Scepter fragment "Soul of the Replica" has been detected. Should it be collected into the sheath of the Scepter? 】
The sheath of the divine staff?
The small wooden stick he is holding in his hand is the sheath of the divine staff? (End of this chapter)
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