Rise of the Demon God

The Sword was covered in a Cloth, so it seemed to be difficult to find what it actually looked like.

The guard handed over the sword to Li Yi Hui.

Li Yi Hui uncovered the sword to show what it actually looked like. Long Chen finally managed to see the sword.

Looking at the sword, Long Chen didn't seem happy. Instead, he seemed somewhat confused and disgusted. The Sword seemed like a heavy sword that was thirsty centimeters wide and as long as his height. 

The strangest thing was that it didn't look impressive at all. It seemed like it was made of the most common of the black iron. Its hilt was made of a similar material, just that its color was different. The most shocking thing was that the sword was already rusted. He didn't understand how a Good Grade Artifact could look like this.

If he had found this sword in a shop, he would've thought of this to be the failed creation of the lowest level of artificer who didn't know what he was doing. He wouldn't have even looked at trash like this.

'Xun! Don't tell me this is the sword! What joke is this? Is he trying to test me again?' Long Chen asked Xun.

"I don't know. I did hear that the Sword of Time was black, but other than that, I don't know anything. I'm not sure if it is actually the Sword of Time. Try holding it and see if you can see anything," Xun told Long Chen.

'What try holding it? That thing can't be a God Grade Artifact. If it is, then I don't understand what its creator was thinking to make it look like that. I can't imagine the gods using this to fight,' Long Chen replied to Xun as he sighed.

"No benefit in sighing now. You're taking this sword! I don't care if you get the curse! You lived for twenty years with the curse! You can live the rest of your measly life the same way. Take the sword and leave before I have you killed!" Li Yi Hui warned Long Chen.

After thinking for a second, Long Chen reached out his right hand and caught the hilt of the sword.

He picked up the sword.

Li Yi Hui was shocked that Long Chen was able to pick up this sword so easily. He still had to use two hands to pick the sword. It was so heavy, after all; Long Chen, on the other hand, picked it up like it was candy, shocking him to his core.

Holding the sword, Long Chen waited to feel something, but he felt nothing. The sword didn't feel like a treasure at all; instead, it felt like a weapon that was made for mortals.

'Xun, I feel nothing. This can't be the Sword of Time!' he told Xun.

He observed the man's expression to see if he was fooling him, but it didn't look that way either. The man actually felt relieved that he had managed to get rid of the sword.

' It doesn't seem like he's lying. This should be the sword he received from the old man. Was I wrong? Did that boy from the future really not exist? Was he an imagination of the old man? Was there no Sword of Time in that Town?' Long Chen's thoughts kept wandering here and there as he wondered what he should believe. 

He had thought that he had found the right clues to the Sword of Time, but now he was starting to think that he might have been wrong. It could have been his optimism that made him believe that he was right all this time.

He held the sword in his hand and started walking away. He was genuinely disappointed as he left. He didn't say a single word to others as he left the room.

"Hahaha, he was so sad because he got the curse again. I love it. So what if he dies from the curse. As long as I'm safe, nothing matters. Now I can live my life in peace," Li Yi Hui laughed out loud as he walked back to the throne and sat comfortably.

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"Go ahead, say it," Stepping out of the palace, Long Chen said.

"Say what? I told you that you shouldn't be optimistic? Well, I did tell you. Still, don't worry. At Least you tried. So what if you didn't find the Sword of Time here. As long as luck supports you, you can still find the Sword of Time before the trial is over," Xun told Long Chen.

"Luck? Do you want to know my luck? Just look at this trash in my hand. You'll know how bad my luck is," Long Chen muttered as he sighed.

"Whatever. I can't let out spoil my mood. I still have a Trial to finish," he muttered, shaking his head.

He glanced at the sword in his hand and threw it to the side before he brought his Flute of Summoning.

He played the flute and called the Spirit Eagle, which soon appeared and landed in front of him.

Looking at the rusted sword lying in the distance one last time, Long Chen climbed on the Spirit Eagle.

His Flaming Ice Sword was still resting in the scabbard on his back. 

The Spirit Eagle started rising in the sky as it flew away.

It soon left the Royal City, but that's when something strange happened.

The sword that Long Chen had thrown away shook for a moment before it stopped moving.

Long Chen was sitting on the Spirit Eagle, lost in some thought. 

"Looks like I won't get the Sword of Time in this trial. As for the Law Orb, this seems to be impossible as well without extreme luck. Xun, can't you get the answers from the Bloodline Temple and just tell me where the Law Orb and the Sword of Time actually is?" Long Chen asked Xun. 

"Do you think I didn't try? Forget it; it's not possible. We're not going to get those answers the easy way," Xun replied, shaking her head. 

"Why did you even tell me that those things were here if it was all going to depend on my luck anyway. Now I can't help but think about the precious things I'm losing," Long Chen muttered with a wry smile on his face as he sat in a cultivating position.

He was just about to start Cultivating when his expressions changed. He didn't understand what was happening before him, but whatever it was, it didn't make any sense to him.