âLynx Constellationâs Treasure, itâs called the Bleeding Cat Blade Scythe.â Magic Flute gentle voice was like the spring wind blowing into everyoneâs heart: âAmong the Lynx Constellationâs Treasures, the ones with the most uses are the eyes and claws type. If I did not recall wrongly, the Bleeding Cat Blade Scythe was very famous back then. Out of the ten great cat claws, this is ranked seventh, it is a treasured weapon.â
Bleeding Cat Blade Scythe was a glove shaped like a catâs paw, with itâs claw blades showing. On the interior of the claw blade, there was a scythe shaped blood trace.
âSo powerful!â Tang Tianâs eyes lit up, he tried wearing the Bleeding Cat Blade Scythe, and did not expect that it would fit perfectly. Testing it out by swiping down twice, as the blade claws swiped the air, it produced two silver marks in the air.
Although it was worn on the hands, it did not affect the hand movements at all. Tang Tian clenched his fists, but did not feel any obstruction, it was definitely something good!
Seeing that, he could begin learning the Fire Scythe Ghost Claw,
Bing was very interested: âSince it is a Treasured Weapon, keke, Brat, you have struck gold. The Bleeding Cat Blade Scythe and Fire Scythe Ghost Claw, one look and we can tell they are compatible!â
When Ling Xu saw the cat claw, his excitement immediately died down.
The rest also took turns to try it out, but they were not interested, only the young lady was, but she was directly ignored by Tang Tian, as he took it for his own.
But the young lady very quickly turned her excitement to Magic Flute, intimately stood near him, and kept on asking him things. Magic Flute did not reject her at all, he was patient and warm, causing Qing Luan to be smitten by him.
Tang Tian was satisfied. After obtaining a silver grade treasured weapon, he still got a Heavenâs Road ranked Spirit General, although Magic Fluteâs power was gravely weakened, but he was still very strong. Magic Flute, from the beginning, saw the fight as a trial, if it was a real battle, Tang Tian was very doubtful to how long he could last.
As expected of a Heavenâs road grade martial artist, even though his power was not complete, his strength was still top notch.
Suddenly thinking about Qi Ya, Tang Tian had to ask Magic Flute: âUncle Flute, there is another person here, do you know that?â
Uncle FluteâŠ
Magic Flute, who was currently smiling with the young lady, suddenly froze. After a while, he slowly turned his face: âActually, I am not very old. You can just call me Flute.â
âAs for that person, I do know of him.â
Magic Fluteâs words instantly attracted everyone.
âHe was here since a few years ago.â Magic Flute thought back: âI do not know where he stumbled upon Wang Yongâs item, so he could freely come in and out of here. But, his reason for coming here, should be for that sword.â
âThat sword?â Everyoneâs eyes immediately lit up, like a group of curious babies, all asked in unison.
âEn, Wang Yong was a genius, but his life was not so good.â Magic Flute reminisced: âWhen he was thirty years old he lost his wife, and his personality took a great change. He began to work hard, and when he was forty, he mastered [Monarch Slaying]. After roaming outside for roughly ten years, he returned back to Bu Zhou Mountain. His personality was antisocial and strange, and everyone disliked him, adding on his yearnings for his dead wife, everyday he was submerged in pain and suffering alone. For half a month before he died, he dreamt of his deceased wife daily, and created a move, itâs called [Monarch Yearning Strike]!â
Magic Flute sighed: âHe had a really weird temperament, he obviously comprehended it while yearning for her, thus the name [Monarch Yearning Strike]. He was a genius, spending only ten years here to master the [Monarch Slaying]. Master grade sword arts, and with this move [Monarch Yearning Strike], it became even more tyrannical, surpassing his previous achievements in his sword arts. When he had the enlightenment, I was with him. That strike was really indescribableâŠâ
Talking about [Monarch Yearning Strike], Magic Fluteâs face could not hold back the shock from the thought.
Everyone was moved by his words, their hearts looking forward. To let a Heavenâs road grade martial artist show such an expression, it must be a really breathtaking strike!
Magic Flute pulled out from his thoughts, his expression becoming peaceful again: âAfter learning the [Monarch Yearning Strike] for a few days, he passed away. He did not choose to become a spirit general, but chose death, and when he passed on he was very peaceful, like it was a joyous thing.â
âIs his Sword a Treasured Weapon too?â The young lad was curious. It was very weird, after Magic Flute spoke for so long, he did not mention anything about the sword.
âNo it isnât, Wang Yongâs sword was Apus Constellation Treasure, silver grade, called [Heaven Swallowâs Dirge], but it was not a Treasure. Wang Yongâs Slaying sword was lonely and strange, and all the treasured swords were not suitable for him. Although this Heaven Swallowâs Dirge is not a Treasured weapon, it suited his sword play perfectly. But from that outsiderâs perspective, it is not the Heaven Swallowâs Dirge!â
Everyone was stumped by what Magic Flute said.
âThat Heaven Swallowâs Dirge, because of Wang Yongâs enlightenment on the [Monarch Yearning Strike], transformed, thus separating itself from the Apus Constellation. Two hours before Wang Yong passed on, the sword fully transformed, and was hailed as the [Monarch Yearning Strike] by him, becoming a treasured weapon! Wang Yong caressed the sword in the dark until he died, and his corpse would not rot. That outsiderâs aim should be that Monarch Yearning Strike. Also, once he obtains the sword, he can then be enlightened on the true Monarch Yearning Strike!â
Everybodyâs face turned shocked. Magic Fluteâs narration was far from the young ladyâs recount, and was even more shocking. One sword, because of one strike, could transform into a treasured weapon, this kind of occurrence, if it did not come from Magic Flute, no one would believe it.
Pa pa pa!
A series of claps sounded out from afar, and a figure wearing a mask appeared from the other cave entrance.
âSeems like not closing the barrier first, was my mistake.â Qi Yaâs voice came out, he stood there straightly, but everyone could feel, it was absolutely empty there.
Magic Flute warmly said: âYou cannot be slower than the flute sound.â
âThatâs may not be necessary.â Qi Ya said nonchalantly: âBut if I knew this barrier was guarded by the renowned Young Master Magic Flute, no matter what, I would have tried.â
Magic Flute smiled: âI cannot hold that honor.â
âHaha, Qi Ya, you finally came out! Come, let us have a good fight!â Tang Tian pointed straight at Qi Ya, his fighting spirit igniting.
Qi Ya faintly smirked.
âIf you want to fight with me, wait until the last barrier.â
Finished, he vanished like smoke.
âLast barrier?â Tang Tian turned to ask Magic Flute: âUncle Flute, what is that?â
Uncle FluteâŠ
Flute automatically filtered those two words, his face looking gloomy: âIt is that sword!â
âOh.â Tang TIanâs head tilted as he thought: âDid Senior Wang hide a lot of treasures?â
âTreasure?â Magic Flute was stunned, his face weird: âWhat treasures does he have? He was alone till old. When he returned to Bu Zhou Mountain, he only had a sword, and had nothing else on him.â
Tang Tianâs eyes darkened, he turned his head, the anger in his showing, he angrily shouted at the young lady: âDidnât you say he had many treasures?!â
âThe book wrote that.â The young ladyâs had an innocent look on her face as she pushed the air in front of her.
Tang Tianâs mood dropped from the heavens to hell. The star rocks problem was always disturbing him, his pockets were already empty. He had the preparations to earn a big haul, but he did not expect that at the last moment, that hope was gone.
Tang Tianâs face turned black, turning his head and walking back to where he came from: âLetâs go! We are going back!â
The young lady suddenly shouted: âWhy go back? There is still one more barrier!â
âWhy do you want that broken sword?â Tang Tianâs opened his eyelids bigger, causing his eyes to look bigger: âOnly Qing Luan practises sword arts among us, why would the rest of us want the sword? And we still still need to fight for that sword, it is not worth it.â
âNo way!â The young lady was persistent and did not back down while staring at Tang Tian: âYou said it yourself, to accompany me to finish this investigation, how can we not go to the last barrier?â
Tang TIan stopped. A problematic problem came up, he totally forgot about that.
The young ladyâs expression became sluggish, and continued: âAlso, Monarch Yearning Strike is a treasured weapon! And being able to awaken such a strong technique, this kind of thing, how much can it sell for? And adding just saying Senior Wangâs story, to not be able to sell at a steep price is unreasonable!â
That was reasonable!
Tang Tian was immediately high spirited, such a good thing, how can it not sell for a steep price?
It was the [Monarch Slaying], a Master grade sword technique, it can definitely be sold for an extravagant amount. And the even stronger [Monarch Yearning Strike] will definitely be even more expensive!
âThis is the sword?â Tang Tian muttered, his heart shaking endlessly. Not only him, all of them were so captivated by the scene in front of them that they could not speak.
A lone sword struck in the center of a big hall, on its side, was a cross legged seated elder. The sword body released a rainbow light, all this light was like a dome, enveloping a big half of the hall.
The sword Blade was gorgeous, as though countless colors were flowing in it, the light trapped inside was like a huge soap bubble, the colors on it changed irregularly.
âIs that Senior Demon Slayer?â Tang Tian asked curiously.
âEn.â Magic Flute explained: âThe power from the Monarch Yearning Strike is protecting his body.â
Tang Tian âwowedâ, looking closely at the colors gathered on an apparent light screen..
âBe careful, do not touch that light screen.â Magic Flute immediately reminded the rest: âJust now, that person was infected by the yearning screen, and suffered great Qi injuries.â
Everyone was shocked to hear that. No wonder Qi Yaâs power had been growing weaker, it was because of being infected by that light.
But everyoneâs heart also shivered.
Qi Ya was previously a martial artist with power equivalent to a Heavenâs road grade martial artist, just because he was infected by that yearning screen, his power actually plummeted to such a degree! That light screen was so strong!
Tang Tian waved his hand to the young lady: âI have no ideas to continue.â
Tang Tian was not intentionally saying that, the light screen was giving off a dangerous vibe to him, and he actually suspected that the light screen in front, was actually a type of rarely seen toxin. Just by standing in front of it, his heart was already jumping.
Such a dangerous object!
Although Tang Tian wished to earn Star Coins, for the sake of training, it was not worth it.
No one had noticed that Gu Xueâs expression was weird.
âYearning screen, once youâre infected by it, you would sink into a lifetime inexhaustible, bitter yearning.â Magic Flute suddenly slowly said: âEnter my yearnings, know my bitter yearnings. Long yearnings of long memories, brief yearnings of endless desires. I should have known earlier to stumble on peopleâs feelings, it would be better not to know each other.â
Gu Xueâs delicate body jolted, she gazed at the rainbow colored beautiful and fluctuating yearning screen.
Inside, it was as if a voice was calling out to her, she did not feel any danger to it, but actually felt that the light screen was releasing a warm feeling.
Suddenly, she raised her head, and bravely said: âI feel that it is calling out to me.â