Chapter 389 The Emperor's Sword Chooses Its Master
Chang Hao picked up the sword and examined it closely. The black scabbard was decorated with dragon patterns, simple and understated, exuding a sense of vicissitude.
Chang Hao raised his hand and placed it on the hilt of the sword. With a little force, the sword was drawn from its sheath.
Yuan Shi immediately sensed that the entire Qiankun Palace was gathering countless human fortunes, and even he felt threatened, which was extremely incredible.
Chang Hao casually swung his sword, and Yuan Shi, with his sharp eyes, noticed that wherever the sword's edge passed, there was a hidden sign of the reappearance of earth, wind, water, and fire.
A dragon's roar seemed to come from the ages, and with the dragon's cry and the phoenix's dance, the heroic souls of countless humans appeared, bowing and worshipping the new human emperor.
It turned out that the Human Emperor's Sword had recognized its master.
"The Human Emperor Sword..." Chang Hao looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, "This sword is the culmination of the human race's destiny, and you just give it to me like this?"
What exactly does Yuanshi Tianzun mean?
"It's for you. You deserve the best." Yuan Shi plucked the strings of his zither. He knew Chang Hao would need the Human Emperor Sword, and he was right.
Chang Hao was now uncertain again. Did the Primordial Celestial Venerable not understand that with the Human Emperor's Sword, the Human Emperor would only be more powerful?
Yuanshi Tianzun let Yang Jian and Yu Ding Zhenren go last time, and even endured their disrespect to personally infiltrate their side. Wasn't that all because he wanted to win?
Or is it that Yuanshi Tianzun no longer wants to win?
A smile appeared on Chang Hao's lips, but it didn't reach his eyes: "I have the Emperor's Sword, but I wonder if Chang has any exquisite sword techniques to teach me?" Having the Emperor's Sword, he would then want exquisite sword techniques.
Chang Hao chuckled inwardly. Especially for a mortal emperor like himself, he naturally wouldn't consider others' feelings and was always eager to gain more than he had. Chang Hao took advantage of this trait of an emperor to test the bottom line of Yuanshi Tianzun little by little.
It's rare for the leader of the Chan Sect to personally infiltrate the area; we should share as much of our true skills as possible, as this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Yuan Shi looked troubled, as swordsmanship was not his forte.
A hint of disappointment had just surfaced in Chang Hao's eyes. Sure enough, how could he expect the Primordial Celestial Venerable to truly teach him ultimate techniques?
Yuanshi gritted his teeth, "Of course there is."
How could we let Chang Hao down? He, Yuanshi Tianzun, also knows the Tongtian Society.
Tongtian also passed on his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to his disciples; it was a reciprocal exchange, a fair exchange between them.
"I only want the best." Chang Hao was once again bewildered by Yuanshi Tianzun's actions. Was he really going to teach him? No way! He was just testing the waters.
The previous 'illusion' of mutual affection disappeared after Chang Hao guessed that Daoist Qingwei was Yuanshi Tianzun. He realized that he had been overthinking things.
“That’s natural.” Yuan Shi didn’t realize that since he went out for a stroll and came back, Chang Hao had been subtly testing him several times.
As expected of a sage, his cultivation is truly excellent. Chang Hao felt ashamed inwardly. Unfortunately, he still hadn't discovered the bottom line of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable. He would give him whatever he wanted, and even if he didn't want something, as long as the Primordial Heavenly Venerable thought he wanted it, he would still give it to him.
This made Chang Hao want to personally teach Yuanshi Tianzun the ways of espionage.
"I'll lend you the Jade Flute Sword." Yuan Shi never kept any swords on his person; he had given all the innate spiritual treasures of swords he had acquired in his early years to his disciples.
Chang Hao presented the jade flute with both hands, eager to see what kind of unparalleled swordsmanship the Primordial Celestial Venerable would teach him.
The jade flute floated to the front of Yuanshi Tianzun. The moment Yuanshi caught the jade flute, the surroundings turned into a sea of plum blossoms.
Yuanshi stood holding a sword. The sword technique he intended to teach Chang Hao was a combination of the strengths of the Three Pure Ones, which he incorporated into his own teachings and combined with the doctrines of the Jie Sect. It was the most exquisite sword technique of the Jie Sect.
"This sword technique is called 'A Glimmer of Hope,' which aims to keenly seize and intercept a chance of survival from a desperate situation." Yuan Shi felt no remorse; what belonged to his brother was his, and what belonged to him was still his.
Yuanshi recalled the swordsmanship and swordsmanship that Tongtian had repeatedly shown off in front of him. The sword moved, the intention moved, as swift as a shooting star, as powerful as thunder, as white as frost and as bright as snow, and as cold as the four continents.
Chang Hao was mesmerized, completely absorbed in this grand swordplay event, but then he frowned, feeling a strange sense of unease.
"This is the essence of the entire Jie Sect. You should comprehend it carefully." Cultivation is one's own business, and even if Yuanshi wanted to help, he couldn't do much.
"Thank you, Daoist Master." Chang Hao couldn't understand why Yuanshi Tianzun was so eager to help the enemy. Was he planning to wipe out the Chan Sect in the future?
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Shen Gongbao, believing he had received a secret order from the Tongtian Sect Leader, immediately fabricated a story that he had been framed by the truly treacherous Fei Zhong and You Hun, who were jealous of talent and ability. Unable to defend himself, he had no choice but to flee Chaoge.
The more he thought about it, the more indignant he became, so he simply went to seek refuge with his junior brother Jiang Ziya in Xiqi.
When Shen Gongbao secretly arrived in Xiqi, Jiang Ziya was on orders to secretly arrange the funeral for Boyi Kao, the eldest son of Xiqi.
Bo Yikao was exceptionally virtuous and benevolent. During the years when Ji Chang was trapped in Chaoge, Bo Yikao and Ji Fa took over the governance of Xiqi. Bo Yikao worked diligently and addressed the urgent needs of the people, earning the affection of the people of Xiqi. To prevent chaos in Xiqi, his funeral was very simple and quiet.
Jiang Ziya, however, was lost in thought, his mind frequently replaying the shock he felt when he entered the eldest son's room, the walls plastered with his breathtaking presence.
Those remarks were often made by the second young master out of genuine feeling...
"Prime Minister, these books were the eldest son's beloved possessions. He cherished them dearly during his lifetime. May I ask that you bury these books with him?" Xiaoman had been unable to sleep for many days, partly because he was loyal to the eldest son and felt resentful about his death.
Secondly, he was listed as one of the burial companions by the second young master Ji Fa. On the day of the eldest young master's burial, he would be buried alive with him. Once he died, no one would know what the second young master had done to the eldest young master.
"Prime Minister, the time has come. It is time to send the eldest son's personal guards and attendants to join him in death."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya was extremely conflicted and felt deeply uncomfortable, especially since he was facing Xiaoman, who was about to be buried alive with him.
Such a vibrant young man, whose life had just begun, was about to become a wronged soul.
As a Taoist practitioner, Jiang Ziya was not entirely ignorant of the netherworld, and the idea of him sacrificing himself to his servants was utter nonsense.
"Give it to me, I will do my best." Because the funeral was to be simple, King Wen felt guilty towards his eldest son, so all the items buried with him were of the finest quality and the most expensive, for fear that his eldest son would live in poverty in the afterlife.
However, King Wen harbored deep resentment towards the books and classics that his eldest son had cherished during his lifetime, and had ordered him to collect them and burn them all.
Jiang Ziya sighed deeply as he stood alone in front of a room full of books. As a book lover, he found it difficult to destroy these classics, as some of them might be unique copies, the only ones in the world.
"Junior brother..."
Jiang Ziya suddenly looked up, "Senior brother? You... how did you sneak here?"
"Alas, it's a long story. Junior brother, I've come to seek refuge with you. I wonder if you would be willing to take me in?" Shen Gongbao wouldn't be foolish enough to run to Jiang Ziya's mansion and present a formal letter; that would be too distant.
By coming directly to him, he could show that he treated Jiang Ziya's junior brother with special respect and without any formality. Moreover, he could quietly solve a pressing problem for his junior brother. Why not?
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