Chapter 464 - 319: Summoning Celestial Gods, Disastrous Tribulation, Yiya Ancestor! (Part 2)

[Mythical Saint Emperor: ?? Celestial Dao custom version is responding... In Xiang Ji’s mind appeared a book "Hidden Blade Sword," and as the pages turned, he witnessed a young man named Ah Feng gradually become the renowned swordsman Flying Swallow Thirteen.]

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[Character: Flying Swallow Thirteen (Purple)]

[Realm: Unity of Heaven and Man: Seven-Star Sword Saint.]

[Martial Skills: Gentle Breeze Breathing Technique, Sword Drawing Skill, Seven Swords of Cross and Vertical, Wind of Suffocation...]

[Comment: One sword slays men, one sword slays demons, one sword hides its edge, unparalleled in the world.]

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["White, blue, purple, red, gold."]

[Xiang Ji gazed at the illusory Bronze Wheel appearing in his mind, the card of "Flying Swallow Thirteen" surrounded by purple light was slowly rotating. His pupils narrowed—such a swordsman who could invoke the power of heaven and earth was only classified as a "Purple Card"?]

[And the "gold" above it...]

[Great Sage Equal to Heaven? Three Pure Ones?]

[Xiang Ji’s Adam’s apple rolled, as long as he could find a way to complete the main quest and summon one of those celestial saints, there would be no fear in carving out a bloody path in this chaotic war of heroes.]

[Since we’ve come, we might as well stay.]

[Xiang Ji quickly assumed the identity of "Prince of Warring States," no matter what, since he couldn’t resist, he could only enjoy this damn life.]

[The problem is, the main quest progress was stuck, how was a mere nine-year-old child supposed to become the monarch of a country?]

[Xiang Ji tugged at the corner of his mouth.]

[His father was in the prime of life, not dead yet.]

[For now, fatherly love and filial piety, it would be best to obtain a few "Flying Swallow Thirteen" characters from the "Saint Emperor" for protection.]

[And as Xiang Ji studied the golden finger, pondering how to replicate this experience...]

[Xue’Er lightly rubbed Xiang Ji’s temples, her gaze drifted outside the window to a lonely figure, raising a doubt in her heart.]

[Outside the corridor, the mysterious man who claimed to be "Flying Swallow Thirteen" stood with a Broken Sword in his arms, the lingering Sword Qi around him grinding the falling leaves into powder.]

[One man invoked the power of heaven and earth, repelling three thousand Jin Country riders.]

[Martial Dao Second Heaven, Raising Troops Realm!]

[Any martial artist who could accomplish such a feat would be a welcomed guest at the table of monarchs and kings.]

[While Xiang Ji was unconscious, Xue’Er already knew this person was not under Le Lang.]

[Xue’Er met Xiang Ji at the age of six, dependent on each other, she was unaware that the young master secretly befriended such a hero, there must be something amiss.]

[Xue’Er concealed this secret for Xiang Ji. She told Le Lang a different story: The child of Flying Swallow Thirteen’s old friend, who was helped by Xiang Ji, covertly protecting Xiang Ji to repay the kindness.]

[Le Lang sighed after hearing, "Traveling a thousand miles for righteousness, cutting thunder and breaking arrays, Flying Swallow Thirteen, indeed a hero!"]

[Beauty, wine, silver, Spirit Seed, BMW, Treasure Armor...]

[Le Lang was very fond of this young man.]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen wasn’t swayed by Le Lang’s overtures, his attitude deepened Xue’Er’s suspicions.]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen entered the room, seeing a face three parts similar to "Mr. Cyan Mountain" in his memory, he smiled and greeted Xiang Ji with a cupped hand, "Mr., it’s been a long time."]

["Me?" Xiang Ji was puzzled inwardly, his face unmoved.]

[Xiang Ji pondered for a moment, assuming this was a memory implant, the Saint Emperor conjured a person in this unfamiliar place, and ensuring loyalty required adding a segment of interaction with Flying Swallow Thirteen.]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen did not delve deeply, with Mr. reincarnated, he would not recognize this disciple at the moment.]

[Xiang Ji and Flying Swallow Thirteen chatted, because "Flying Swallow Thirteen" hailed from another world, his cultivation matched the Second Heaven martial artist, yet he still hasn’t raised troops.]

[Xiang Ji rejoiced, with Flying Swallow Thirteen’s Sword Dao realm initiating troops, forging his own Lifebound Spiritual Soldiers, an absolutely unparalleled Celestial Pride.]

[Xiang Ji had already prepared for the worst, if the system’s main quest was stuck.]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen would be his greatest reliance in this world.]

[Seven days later, Xiang Ji’s injuries improved slightly, Le Lang took Xiang Ji and his group to the Yuan Country Capital, Xiang Ji knew he couldn’t escape, thus deliberately exposed his position to stop Jin Country knights from hunting his mother.]

[His mother had returned safely to his father Xiang Wenlong.]

[However, there was also bad news from Le Lang.]

[For three years, Emperor Yuan Xiang Wenlong took wives and concubines, in February this year birthing a son, Xiang Ji’s brother named Xiang Yong, his mother was the elder sister of Yuan Country’s Soldier Master Zhuang Jun, acting firmly.]

[This was exactly why Le Lang and others urgently brought back "Xiang Ji," though they were Emperor Yuan Xiang Wenlong’s advisors, offering counsel during his low tide, investing, but still suffering losses against Yuan Country’s major forces.]

[Being suppressed by Yuan Country’s noble group, miserable, they finally thought of Xiang Ji.]

[Xiang Ji, influenced since childhood, could roughly guess Uncle Le Lang’s intentions, he was grateful to this caring uncle, willing to follow his advice, not minding being his tool.]

[As for feelings? That’s all there is.]

[The journey back to Yuan Country was not smooth.]

[Xiang Yong’s mother Madam Zhuang felt her son’s status threatened by a Dancing Girl’s child, dispatched a squad of Near Guards and Death Warriors to assassinate Xiang Ji.]

[But how could ordinary samurai be a match for Flying Swallow Thirteen?]

[Sword glints, conspiracies, all were extinguished by Flying Swallow Thirteen.]

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[In a courtyard of the Zhuang family in Yuan Country.]

["Useless! All of them are useless!" Madam Zhuang overturned the table, "Can’t even kill a lowborn child of a Dancing Girl?"]

[The black-clothed Death Warriors kneeling on the ground trembled: "Madam, that Flying Swallow Thirteen’s sword..."]

["Shut up!" Madam Zhuang gritted her teeth, "Go! Go to Dingnan County, convey my intent to General Nangong—have him personally take action!"]

["My son Xiang Yong is the rightful Yuan Country heir! That lowborn must not be allowed to return to the capital alive!"]

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[At the end of the official road, blood-colored smoke suddenly rose on the horizon.]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen’s hand on the sword suddenly tensed, the Broken Sword emitted a hum. Xiang Ji looked up—on a distant cliff, a figure in Black Armor was slowly drawing out a Nine-Ring Saber.]

["Dingnan County’s General Nangong..." Le Lang slightly furrowed his brow, "Careful, he’s a Raising Troops realm expert!"]

["Finally, a worthy opponent..." Flying Swallow Thirteen stepped forward, the Broken Sword aimed diagonally at the ground.]

[After half an incense stick of time, Flying Swallow Thirteen returned unscathed with General Nangong’s head.]

[At this time, Xiang Ji also heard the Celestial Dao’s prompt sound in his ear.]

["Ding!"]

[Congratulations to the Saint Emperor for successfully overcoming nine "Killing Calamities," gaining a chance to draw a mythical character, do you want to draw now?]

[Xiang Ji returned to his room, immediately drawing a mythical character.]

["Buzz--"]

[A fantasy Bronze Wheel crazily spun on his retinas, Xiang Ji’s pupils shrank intensely, reflecting the dazzling golden light flowing on the Bronze Wheel.]

[Some fragmented scenes flashed like fleeting glimpses—]

[On the withered throne, a Daoist Robe youth sighed and smiled.]

[A pitch-black Crow soared from the valley, transforming into a radiant Great Sun.]

[A man with an imposing aura and a Profound Yellow Grand Bell above his head, the bell’s sound shattered the sky full of stars, the gray Dragon and the Chaos Demon God wielding a Sky-piercing Halberd fought fiercely.]

[Finally, the scene froze on the peak of Cliff Mountain, a Cyan Robe figure stood smiling facing the all-encompassing gods and Buddhas, holding the Star River Scroll gradually spreading, billions of stars shone simultaneously—]

["These are the golden characters..."]

[Xiang Ji’s breath was heavy.]

[The final card showed a red figure less than three feet tall, clutching a Purple Gold Gourd asleep, its mouth still leaking exquisite nectar.]

["Red Card? A Daoist practitioner?" Xiang Ji was satisfied.]

[In the next moment.]

[A Ginseng Doll in red Daoist Robe fell on the table, realizing something was amiss, it opened its eyes, bleary looking around.]

["Yiya?"]

[Three leaf-like jade slices on its head suddenly exploded, its round eyes widened to the extreme. Fat fingers grabbed Xiang Ji’s collar, shaking with a cute ferocity.]

["Boy, where’d you take your ancestor?"]

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