Novel Full Chapter 3808 - 1838: Worship
Chapter 3808: Chapter 1838: Worship
"Have you finished thinking, gentlemen?"
In Fusang City, Xiao Kongtong still lugged his large burlap sack, bearing Bazhun’an’s face, smiling as he looked at the saints in midair.
After defeating the Cheng family’s nameless demi-saint and chasing away his cronies, he set his sights on Dan Saint, Lu Shiyu.
To be precise, he focused on the Daluo Nine Heaven Shengxuan Sword in Lu Shiyu’s hand.
"Ranked tenth on the list of famed swords, known as the Life Sword, once one of great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang’s sabers in ancient times."
"After several transfers, in this era, the sword lost its bearer, now cared for by the City of the Living Bodhisattva."
"But indeed, it lives up to the name ’Life Sword’, able to cure diseases and save lives with a single stroke, yet a sword remains a sword, destined for evil and killing, matching with a sword-bearer with murderous tendencies, rather than a Dan Saint, Military Saint, Array Saint..."
Xiaozun’an hoisted up the old burlap sack, slowly stepping into the air.
He spoke freely, ignoring the increasingly somber expression of Military Saint Tie Dameng, before suddenly projecting his voice outward:
"Today, you all have been guided here by me."
"The Life Sword has remained anonymous in the City of the Dead Bodhisattva for too long, isn’t it time for it to make its debut, wouldn’t you agree?"
Xiao Kongtong then glanced at the four children of the Burial Sword Tomb below, Elder Wuyue, Feng Tingchen, and others carrying famed swords.
No one answered him.
He nodded calmly nevertheless.
"Yes, that’s right."
No matter right or wrong, leaving aside those swords that are either inconvenient or unnecessary to collect.
The Life Sword is the final piece of the mission.
The order to collect swords originated from his teacher Bazhun’an, Xiao Kongtong regarded it as the highest mission of his life, which he carried out over the decades.
The Burial Sword Tomb is managed by Wen Ting; a word from his teacher Bazhun’an can borrow a sword, easy as that.
Elder Wuyue, Feng Tingchen, both previous generation Eighth Sword Immortal comrades and deeply connected with Bazhun’an, now no longer adversaries, it’s a matter of giving a favor.
Brother Shuangxing...
His own people, need not mention further.
In outsiders’ eyes, the task of the Eighth Sword Deity collecting famed swords seemed far-off since so many famed swords still linger outside, uncollected.
In truth, Xiao Kongtong knew, it’s just missing the one in Lu Shiyu’s hand!
Of the 21 famed swords, today completely assembling them was possible, Xiao Kongtong would never let Lu Shiyu go.
Either Lu Shiyu obediently offered up the sword.
Or he would strike, even waging war against the entire City of the Living Bodhisattva, to "borrow" the Life Sword.
"Is it borrowing a sword or clearly stealing one?"
Military Saint Tie Dameng looked at the Green Scale Ridge in the other’s hand and the powerless red-clothed people at the alley mouth, his face ashen.
Yet Cheng Caizhi, who collapsed unconscious behind him, served as a caution against resistance, making people dread the combat strength of the "Eighth Sword Deity", pondering rebellion required scratching their heads a few more times.
Bazhun’an in burlap first knocked down Cheng Caizhi, then declared to everyone here to "borrow" famed swords.
No one immediately objected...
Indeed, everyone awaited an outsider to take action.
Bazhun’an in burlap nonetheless first excused himself to Elder Wuyue, and then rudely knocked out the red-clothed people, "borrowing" the sword.
Following that, he inquired Brother Shuangxing: "Would you be willing to lend the Divine-beating Crutch?"
Brother Shuangxing replied: "Very willing."
"Such generosity from the ancient swordsman!"
One sentence rendered all ancient swordsmen present, and non-ancient swordsmen, speechless.
Wasn’t this an embarrassing internal show by your Saint Servants?
Slaughtering a weak chicken.
Threatening one’s own people.
Scaring monkeys, yet every monkey is a king, so why not provoke them!
Everyone eagerly anticipated Bazhun’an in burlap targeting the four children of Burial Sword Tomb, Elder Wuyue, Feng Tingchen.
After all, amongst them were Sword Deities.
Yet the man seemed cowardly, turning his attention to Lu Shiyu famed for conducting alchemy, offering "soft borrowing" and "hard borrowing" options.
"Half a year loan..."
Lu Shiyu quietly murmured, having stalled for nearly a moment.
Array Saint Shangfeng Taoist, along with elder associations and guest elders from the City of the Living Bodhisattva, discussed the matter.
Even contacts capable of helping from the Five Domains Demi-Saint level were all tallied.
"If he really takes action, at most we can persuade thirteen demi-saints, five willing to act, the remaining eight say they will join the array, but seemingly unwilling to meddle in Saint Servants affairs, ready to withdraw anytime." Shangfeng Taoist whispered, "Even if I claim it’s a counterfeit."
Five...
Add the three here...
Eight demi-saint battle power, eight demi-saints in the array!
A total of sixteen saints, such a lineup sent shockwaves across, at least shaking the Central Region thoroughly.
But, that was six months ago.
Today, demi-saints are worth nothing.
Not to mention, they only need to call upon Lord Shou, causing instant collapse of the defense line, just this fake Eighth Sword Deity, whether eight demi-saints can handle it, is uncertain!
"Name loan but in reality a theft, Saint Servants putting the City of the Living Bodhisattva’s prestige where?" Tie Dameng couldn’t hold back, speaking again, aggrieved, "Besides, the Life Sword isn’t vanished in our city, it’s been blessing many, today..."
"Stop there."
Xiao Kongtong raised a hand to halt, unwilling to hear the lengthy protest, "Given the time to consider, given the chance to summon people, yet you, seem not the one to make decisions here, correct?"
"You!"
Tie Dameng was provoked, grabbing his heavy hammer intending to strike.
He wanted indeed to try, whether this fake Eighth Sword Deity was as exaggerated.
"Dameng, come back!"