199: Chapter 199: Conversation with the Blade Spirit 199: Chapter 199: Conversation with the Blade Spirit On Holy Mountain.
Ye Shikai and his companions continuously advanced upward toward the mountain peak.
The Holy Mountain’s summit was the home of the Temple of Gods for the twelve Main Gods, containing the source of the Main Gods’ power.
For some unknown reason, Ye Shikai felt an increasing unrest from the Netherworld Blade in his Storage Ring, accompanied by a massive surge of energy.
“I see you look preoccupied with something,” Ye Shikai and Ji Qian were walking at the rear of the group, and Ye Shikai always felt that Ji Qian’s sixth sense was incredibly accurate.
In front of her, it seemed he had no privacy, as if she could see right through to his heart.
“Nothing.” Ye Shikai said faintly, looking at the Magic Wand in Ji Qian’s hands—this wand was a Divine Artifact from the Moon God Temple, also a weapon of the successive Moon Gods.
Ji Qian might not have a high Combat Power, but she was proficient in spells and arrays; during battles, she was the one in command.
With the wand in her hands, it was perfectly suited.
At the top of the wand was a massive gemstone, and the power of the wand indeed originated from this gemstone.
Ye Shikai casually asked, “Does your wand have a soul?”
A soul, well, that might be possible.” Ye Shikai asked this question casually, leaving Ji Qian initially confused.
However, being well-versed in lore, she was aware that the Main Gods’ Divine Artifacts could possess souls, although her wand did not have one yet.
“If it has a soul, is it still considered a weapon?” Ye Shikai asked, voicing the doubts in his mind.
“I suppose it still counts as one, just a weapon with a mind,” Ji Qian pondered and replied.
Ye Shikai could tell that Ji Qian’s wand did not have a soul for now; although he was unsure if it would in the future, it certainly didn’t at the moment.
Poseidon’s trident seemed soulless as well, so why did the Netherworld Blade already have one?
“Hey, kid, can other Divine Artifacts compare to the experiences I’ve had?
That I gained a soul first is perfectly normal,” A voice emerged from the depths of Ye Shikai’s mind, the voice of the soul within the blade.
Ye Shikai suddenly remembered that his consciousness had already connected with it.
“Soul of the Blade, what exactly have you been through?” Ye Shikai communicated with the Soul of the Blade using his thoughts.
“Ha ha, your experiences, compared to others in modern society, do qualify as a narrow escape from death.
You joined the army at eighteen and set out to conquer the world at twenty-one.
Saying you licked blood off the knife’s edge is not an exaggeration, and achieving your current success in just three short years is truly exceptional,” the Soul of the Blade praised Ye Shikai unusually, already crystal clear about Ye Shikai’s memories and experiences due to their connected consciousness.
“But, compared to what I’ve been through, these are just child’s play,” The Netherworld Blade shifted its tone and Ye Shikai was taken aback; he thought he was already a God of Slaughter, yet the blade discredited him with a single phrase, “child’s play.”
“My experiences, when you’re capable of wielding me, you will naturally know,” the Soul of the Blade said flatly.
This was motivation for Ye Shikai; to control the Netherworld Blade, his inner strength must be formidable.
“A Divine Artifact with a soul can be called a ‘Soul Device.’ Ordinary artifacts can only enhance the user’s Martial Force, but a Soul Device, being a sentient artifact, can unleash battle power several times greater than a regular artifact when harmonized with a user,” the Blade Soul’s words greatly enticed Ye Shikai, who also couldn’t help but feel contemptuous towards the Blade Soul for promising much but still being unreachable, like flowers in the mirror, or the moon reflected on the water.
“You kid, wait until you’re capable of wielding me, then you can look down on me,” Of course, the Soul of the Blade could not be deceived by Ye Shikai’s thoughts and would have rolled its eyes at him were it a person.
“Oh, and another thing, I warn you, do not utilize me for now,” the Blade Soul suddenly spoke up, its tone very serious.
“If I do, what will happen?” Ye Shikai asked.
“To be honest, I don’t know the specifics, but the consequences are probably not something you can bear.
If you can’t withstand the terrifying attributes that come with the Netherworld Blade, you will be suppressed by it instead,” the blade spirit warned.
“Okay, I’ll remember that,” Ye Shikai took note of the blade spirit’s words.
At the foot of Holy Mountain, a mist shrouded the area.
Apollo held a golden bow in hand—that was the Divine Artifact of the Sun Temple, the Sun Bow.
Standing beside Apollo were Hephesto, the Fire God, and Poseidon, the Sea God.
“Let the light guide the way.” Apollo drew the Sun Bow to its full extent, and the arrow on the bow emitted a dazzling light.
Aiming into the distance, with the sound of “whoosh,” the arrow launched from the bow, scattering the thick fog as it traveled, and slowly, a path leading up the mountain appeared before the three.
“Damn it, the duck was almost in my mouth, and it flew away.
Those people from the church of Elder Allen, just wait until they enter Holy Mountain, I’ll make them pay,” Hephesto couldn’t help but curse furiously.
If Allen hadn’t intervened, Su Qingyu would have been an easy capture.
“Alas, stop talking; we should hurry and enter the mountain,” Poseidon said somewhat helplessly, holding his trident.
“Exactly, if you aren’t competent, then don’t lose your temper,” Apollo looked at Hephesto with disdain, his words dripping with sarcasm.
“Apollo, you…” Already in a bad mood, Hephesto was further provoked by Apollo’s mockery.
His grip on the Fire God Hammer tightened, showing his readiness to strike, but Poseidon promptly stopped him.
“Hmph, forget it, once we have killed those three, I’ll come back to settle the score with you.
Zeus should already be on the mountain, let’s hurry up,” Hephesto ultimately suppressed his anger and pointed towards the mountain top.
The Holy Mountain is fraught with danger.
Even though we are Main Gods, we must not be careless,” Poseidon reminded.
“Of course not, but this person next to you needs to be cautious, don’t play with…
fire,” Apollo’s words were still aimed at Hephesto, but Poseidon played the peacemaker in time, and the three quickly made their way up the mountain.
Anna and the seven elders were standing at the entrance of the hospital; they were about to embark on their journey.
The dean Reek came to bid them farewell, and to express her gratitude for Allen’s intervention the previous night, Su Qingyu also came out to send them off.
“Elder Allen, we’ll take our leave,” Allen waved his hand to Dean Reek.
“Elder Allen, Your Highness, please be careful on your journey,” Dean Reek said.
Among all the people there, probably only Su Qingyu was unaware of Holy Mountain; Dean Reek chose not to mention its name, an unspoken understanding between them that there was no need to let Su Qingyu know.
“Anna, I wish you a smooth journey,” Su Qingyu said with a smile, unaware that the person Anna pined for was actually her husband.
“Miss Su, there is something I would like to tell you,” suddenly, Anna grabbed Su Qingyu’s hand.