Chapter 772: Chapter 770: Curse of the Shattered (Final) (2/2 additional chapter for Alliance Leader “Reader 165**008”)_1 Chapter 772: Chapter 770: Curse of the Shattered (Final) (2/2 additional chapter for Alliance Leader “Reader 165**008”)_1 It must be said, there’s something quite extraordinary about this thing.
After once again leveling the massive hand that lunged at him, Fu Qian contemplated inwardly.
Up until now, he had executed the Kamakura Family’s Chop Meat Sword Technique eight times in a row, resulting in an even more turbulent surface of the pool and the emergence of more bizarre arms, densely packed like the arrival of autumn.
Although he was using a skill not from his own profession, the level of vitality displayed indeed posed a challenge to the imagination.
His previous guess about this thing, although deliberately leaning towards the horror genre, was not entirely baseless.
Looking at it now, the essence of the power that supported this thing really didn’t seem inferior to that of the Severing Godly Seal’s rank.
But if it were truly the result of a blessing by the Nameless God, why then was it targeted in such a manner?
The hall with an opening in the ceiling, at a glance, was clearly sealed by human hands, not due to natural collapse over the years.
What exactly happened in this relic back in the day indeed gives much food for thought.
I can properly research it upon my return.
Judging from the behavior of those from the Academy, I certainly can’t count on them; I wonder how much the Night Watchman knows about this?
Or perhaps, given that we’re clearly on Ye Island, the local snake, Yasui Corp, may know even more.
While musing, Fu Qian, carrying the understanding of the sword technique from the eight repetitions, raised his sword again.
Ji Liushuang’s sword was obviously not a common item, but fine cracks were already visible on it.
Despite his abilities as the Original Sin Sage making him virtually invincible, the medium with which he chopped, the sword, was clearly under great stress.
And yet, the worry of ruining the ritualistic tool didn’t linger in Fu Qian’s mind for even a millisecond; in the next moment, he held his breath, entering a state of calmness akin to an ancient tomb.
How can one have impure thoughts when beseeching divine beings!
He leapt high, then swooped down.
Fu Qian gripped the sword in one hand and the tip in the other, as if wielding a cleaver, he executed a guillotine strike directly at the increasingly twisted arm in front of him.
This exaggerated blow could be said to embody the essence of the Chop Meat Sword Technique, even having subtle differences from the way Kamakura Si and the others used it.
Through recent enlightenment, Fu Qian promptly observed the affectedness that the Kamakura Family displayed in this move, seemingly because it didn’t quite resemble swordplay, and so they weren’t as unrestrained when executing it.
But as a professional who understood the essence of it all, Fu Qian resolutely removed this subtlety, erasing the Kamakura Family’s efforts of several hundred years.
This is the importance of fundamental research.
As the sword cut down, a pleasing sound finally began to echo, quickly turning into a series.
Withdrawing his sword and stepping back, Fu Qian’s hand touched his face and slowly slid along a certain direction.
A smooth and neat incision appeared, following the path traced by his fingers, silent and without fanfare.
Witnessing the Crystal Pool, the fissures spreading out like a spiderweb once more, Fu Qian reflected silently.
As a demigod, he naturally sensed things that were beyond the comprehension of the Kamakura Family.
Fu Qian could feel a special link forming and strengthening between himself and a certain existence.
There truly were ancient beings.
His prior actions must have been akin to shouting loudly until he was finally heard, right?
It’s just that this divine being seemed a bit on the impetuous side.
Before Fu Qian’s hand even fell from his face, a second incision appeared on it, followed by a third, a fourth…
The arrangement was meticulous, the slicing swift, much more ruthless than the Kamakura kin.
But that didn’t surprise Fu Qian.
Given my usual style, I’ve long been not just contaminated, but a source of contamination.
Even so, this Nameless God is a bit too rigid, isn’t he lacking a grand vision of delivering all beings?
As he muttered his critique, Fu Qian called out and turned around.
With his sudden shout, a figure flashed out from behind the stone door.
My classmate, you sure are bold, peeking at someone practicing their sword could get you chopped, you know?
Looking at Ji Liushuang’s stiff expression, Fu Qian raised an eyebrow.
“Did he go back to the relic?”
In the residence of the Kamakura Family, the information brought by Jian Jingzheng took the instructors by surprise.
He had been one of those who had just gone to rest, but had quickly returned.
“Yes, I asked other servants of the Kamakura Family, and someone saw that Mr. Yun went back to the mountain.”
Jian Jingzheng’s face remained expressionless.
“I think he wouldn’t go anywhere else.”
“This Demigod has probably been hiding quite a bit from us.”
“He surely didn’t appear here without a reason.”
“However, we should look on the bright side. At least his intention wasn’t to harm the Kamakura Family.”
“That’s exactly what I was about to say.”
Jian Jingzheng snorted coldly.
“According to Kamakura Guizhi, that Demigod just sat there for a while and seemed to do nothing. On my way here, I was thinking, is it possible that he really did nothing?”
He looked up to a group of bewildered faces.
“He just didn’t do anything anymore.”
“You’re suggesting that the loss of control in the Kamakura Family was caused by him?”
Finally, someone caught on.
“It’s just an unfounded guess.”
Jian Jingzheng remained expressionless.
“After all, no matter what, when there was a problem on the Kamakura side, he appeared in the ruins and was even willing to help.”
“And in the end, the result was that after he volunteered to heal them, the entire Kamakura Family lost their Sword Dao divine seals. It felt too coincidental.”
Once the details were set aside to look at the issue, more than one person realized something was amiss.
“So, according to what you’re saying, isn’t he the very target we were just looking for?”
In the silence, Chang Mo on the side frowned and spoke up.
Startled, everyone looked simultaneously at Ni Huayuan.
So the thoughts of the person just now were actually correct? The target was right beside them all along?
Could that be the case?
Faced with this sudden turn of events, Ni Huayuan also had a strange expression and was momentarily at a loss for words.
“I am… here to get my sword…”
At that moment, Fu Qian’s appearance was like a fish ready to be cooked, his body covered in dense cuts that were even increasing as time went on–a truly shocking sight.
Ji Liushuang, who had revealed his whereabouts, hesitated for a moment before finding a reason to point at what was in his hand.
After giving her explanation, she couldn’t help expressing concern for Fu Qian’s condition.
As Fu Qian spoke, he already released the suppression on his regenerative ability. Under the conflict of the two forces, one could see wounds opening and closing–a magnificent spectacle.
“Also, I have something else I want to ask you.”
Bearing the impact of the sight before her, Ji Liushuang bravely continued.
“Previously, you told Teacher Ah Kai that you would visit the Academy when you had time. Is that true? Will you come back?”
She was risking this just to ask that?
Fu Qian glanced at the young person, whose face was filled with unspeakable anticipation.
Sensing the mystical connection becoming rapidly more stable, Fu Qian nodded the next moment and handed the inverted hilt of the sword over.
[Current mission completed, containment number 3-0129 successful]