"You should understand that Great Chu is still giving you time to consider," the Hanging Air Elder said.
"They have grown impatient over this year, and besides, they only want the Sword of the West King. The rest of the inheritance remains with the Huyan Family.
If it comes to a fish dying and the net breaking, your Huyan Family will end up with nothing, even to the point of family ruin and death."
"They wouldn’t dare," Huyan He burst out in fury.
"What wouldn’t they dare? This year, the orders I received were only to cause trouble for Chu City.
I wasn’t really supposed to destroy this place," the Hanging Air Elder said.
"Think carefully, how can your Huyan Family withstand the entire Great Chu? Even against these Nine Domains."
Hearing the words of the Hanging Air Elder, Huyan He fell silent for a short while.
Finally, he snorted coldly and said, "Then I, He, will quietly await their attempt to plunder."
After Huyan He finished speaking, he appeared to be in a bad mood and directly left along the valley floor of the West King Valley.
He did not bother with Li Changtian and the others.
"Gentlemen, please return," the Hanging Air Elder said with a smile.
"Let’s go," Li Changtian glanced at Lu Minger and casually drank from the flask at his waist, chuckling.
"Such a waste of time; you’re still in the mood for wine," Lu Minger said indifferently.
"What else can we do? I think City Lord Huyan is angry right now, let’s wait for him to calm down.
We can’t come here for nothing," Li Yuntian laughed.
"Brother Xu, then I’ll take my leave for now," Li Yuntian said, then waved to Xu Zimei.
Watching the two leave, the Hanging Air Elder said with a laugh: "Young Master, do you still wish to stay? I’ve already told everything I know to you gentlemen."
"I’m just curious, what does Great Chu want the Sword of the West King for?" Xu Zimei inquired.
"Could there be some secret behind it?"
"Does the Young Master not know of the history behind West King’s fame?" the Hanging Air Elder asked, looking somewhat strangely at Xu Zimei.
"Please enlighten me," Xu Zimei inquired.
"The West King became famous when he was young, and his swordsmanship is unparalleled in the Nine States Domain, let alone the Central Continent," the Hanging Air Elder explained.
"There’s a rumor that when the West King was young, he was guided by a Divine Sword Soul, which led to his lofty achievements.
And that Divine Sword Soul is hidden within his own sword.
Hence, it has always been said throughout the Nine States Domain that anyone who acquires the Divine Sword Soul could become as powerful as the West King."
"If that’s true, I haven’t seen Huyan He demonstrate great strength," Xu Zimei laughed.
"You saw the sword technique he used when he cut down my Giant Python earlier," the Hanging Air Elder said.
"Although he hasn’t grasped the essence, he has achieved a level of competence."
"What a mysterious Divine Sword Soul," Xu Zimei asked.
"Opinions vary, but the most convincing one is that this Sword Spirit is the soul of the True Divine Sword," the Hanging Air Elder replied.
"Gathering the True Divine Swords could open the Ancient Heavenly Court, where all the relics left by the Holy Ancestor during the creation of the barbaric era are contained within."
"It’s a small world indeed," Xu Zimei muttered.
"Does the Young Master also have ideas?" the Hanging Air Elder asked with a smile.
"Gathering the True Divine Swords is still too far-fetched; to acquire the Divine Sword Soul and become an existence like the West King wouldn’t be bad either."
"Considering that you’ve shared so much with me, I won’t kill you," Xu Zimei waved his hand.
In fact, he had already collected the True Divine Swords but was only missing a few items.
The Sword Spirit, and also the Nine-Bend Godly Flames and the Supreme God Hammer needed to reforge the sword.
"Young Master, take care," as Xu Zimei left, the Hanging Air Elder quickly called out.
He wiped the sweat of relief from his forehead. Despite his calm demeanor while speaking,
inside he was terrified; the oppressive aura from Xu Zimei and the two black-robed figures beside him had been too strong.
Watching everyone leave, the Hanging Air Elder glanced around, the sky had already fully brightened.
Continuing was meaningless, hence, he decided to report the matter to Great Chu.
His compensation couldn’t be less, as the situation was getting out of his control.
Inside Chu City, all the demons had already retreated.
Huyan He’s expression was visibly unpleasant; upon returning to the city, he ignored the compliments of others.
He went straight back to his mansion and sealed off the entire City Lord Mansion.
After returning to his own room, Huyan He first made sure there was no one peeping around.
Then he knocked open the floor beneath the bed and took out a black box.
Upon opening the box, a red longsword immediately caught his eye.
The longsword lay quietly in the box, its surface plain, showing signs of great age.
"Let’s talk," Huyan He said softly, holding the hilt of the sword.
Suddenly, a faint red mist began to twine around the longsword, enveloping Huyan He.
His view changed, and he found himself in an isolated dark space.
"Speak," an ancient voice rang out in the space.
The darkness engulfed everything, only the boundless Sword Intent permeated the entire space.
"You helped my ancestor in the past, why can’t you assist me today?" Huyan He took a deep breath and said.
"I won’t last much longer. If you agree, I’ll abandon this Chu City and take you far away to soar high. How about it?"
"I’ve told you before, becoming an existence like the West King isn’t up to me.
You need to have the insight and talent," the voice in the darkness replied.
"Clearly, you don’t have it. As for falling into someone else’s hands, it doesn’t matter to me.
As long as they have the talent, I can teach them."
"Don’t you want to gather the sword’s fragments?" Huyan He said, his tone now clearly angry.
"If I hide you away, your wish won’t be fulfilled for thousands of years."
"You’re threatening me," a powerful surge of Sword Intent exploded in the darkness.
The sharpness was blinding, and Huyan He could feel that if the other wished, he could be minced into meat paste in the span of a breath.
"You promised my ancestor not to harm my Huyan Family," Huyan He boldly stated.
"You teach me, and I’ll help you find the pieces. It’s the best of both worlds."
"I’ve said it; you’re not suitable," the voice in the darkness retorted somewhat angrily.
The darkness then dispersed, and Huyan He found himself back in his room.
Looking at the red longsword in his hand, Huyan He’s face showed an unsettled look.
He threw the longsword aside and started angrily smashing things around the room.
After leaving West King Valley, Xu Zimei and her companions came directly to Chu City.
Following last night’s battle, the numerous soldiers of Chu City were somewhat exhausted and were in the midst of recuperating.
Xu Zimei didn’t bother with the others but went straight to the City Lord Mansion.
"What is your business here?" the guard at the gate asked.
"Looking for City Lord Huyan," Xu Zimei said with a smile, proceeding into the City Lord Mansion.
The two guards tried to stop her but were suppressed in their tracks by the White Bone Demon.
"Lead the way," Xu Zimei instructed one of the guards.
The guard, now fearful, said hastily, "I’ll go report your arrival."