deltrittennovels Chapter 100 This poet? Fusion with the golden sword soul
Chapter 100 This poet? Fusion with the golden sword soul
It seems that no matter what world you're in, the most primal greed in human nature is always so naked and undisguised.
But...
Lin Hanzhou slowly stood up from the ground, brushing the grass clippings off his clothes.
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
For him, who has now simultaneously reached the fifth level of the fifth rank of cultivation.
If you can take it from me, why can't I take it back?
A fifth-order Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator, in this world's equivalent of a Sword Soul Master, is a terrifying existence at the Heavenly Sword level.
Coupled with his unparalleled combat prowess, he has already reached the half-step "not eating beef" realm in this world.
Those so-called sword masters are few and far between, and he has no need to worry about encountering them.
He wanted to rightfully reclaim the golden sword spirit that rightfully belonged to this body.
As it happened, he was also curious about what exactly a sword spirit was in this world.
…….............
the other side.
High in the sky, dozens of miles away from Lin Hanzhou.
Two figures dressed in identical black robes were flying through the air, stepping on two longswords that emitted a faint blue light.
One tall and one short, they were the culprits who had just massacred Qing Shi Village and stolen the original owner's golden sword soul.
The shorter man in black robes looked at the deep blue crystal in the taller man's hand, which was emitting a faint golden light.
His eyes were filled with undisguised greed.
He piloted the sword spirit beneath his feet and quietly approached the tall man.
He spoke in a seductive tone.
"Big brother...should we...keep this sword spirit for ourselves?"
"This is the legendary golden sword spirit, a rare sight even once every few hundred years."
"Brother, if you can fuse them together, you will have a chance to reach the supreme realm of Sword Master in the future. At that time..."
"Snapped!"
The short man in the black robe hadn't finished speaking.
He was then slapped hard on the forehead by the tall man in black robes.
"Fuck your mother! Are you an idiot?!"
The tall man in black robes angrily rebuked, and as if that wasn't enough to vent his anger, he added another slap.
"Snapped!"
"We are merely two Xuanjian-level Sword Soul Masters. How could we possibly dare to lay a finger on this golden Sword Soul?"
"Leaving aside that, fusing with a different kind of sword soul requires all sorts of extremely rare auxiliary materials."
"But even if I could actually fuse them, would I dare?"
"This is something that esteemed person specifically requested. Do you dare use it?"
"Being able to help that lord is already an honor we've earned eight lifetimes ago."
"You son of a bitch, you dare to think about pocketing it?"
"Snapped!"
The tall man in the black robe grew angrier as he spoke, and slapped him again.
He looked at his younger brother, who was blinded by greed, with a look of utter disappointment.
He felt that his younger brother was completely useless.
To ask such an incredibly stupid question.
This is like gaining the favor of a super important person.
He asked you to help him transport 100 million in cash.
After you succeed, you will not only gain the appreciation of that important person, but also receive a reward of one million.
As a result, you actually thought of pocketing the 100 million yuan halfway there?
Is this a poet?
The tall man in black robes knew very well that the person who had sent them to seize the golden sword soul must have left them with some tricks.
Even if they run to the ends of the earth, that important person will find them.
The short man in black robes was verbally abused and covered his head, no longer daring to utter a word.
He seemed to realize his mistake.
But just then...
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two beams of blue light shot out silently from below them.
The two of them were completely caught off guard, or rather, completely unaware.
Then, those two beams of light pierced precisely between his eyebrows.
Their expressions froze instantly, and the light in their eyes dimmed.
The longsword formed from the sword spirit beneath their feet also dissipated.
The two sword spirit masters at the Xuanjian level died mysteriously, without even being able to utter a scream.
The two corpses fell straight down from the sky like kites with broken strings.
A figure moving at incredible speed flashed past the two of them.
The two corpses were enveloped in a golden flame while still in mid-air.
In an instant, it turned into the most primordial ashes, dissipating between heaven and earth.
The figure landed safely, holding a deep blue crystal in its hand.
This crystal is the container that holds the soul of his golden sword.
The person who arrived was none other than Lin Hanzhou.
He just killed two people instantly using the Earth-rank Divine Soul Secret Technique, "Three Thousand Needles".
This secret technique is extremely fast; it kills instantly upon impact, with almost no noticeable fluctuation in energy.
This is why Lin Hanzhou likes to use this secret technique; it's just so exhilarating.
He didn't rush to use the crystal in his hand.
Instead, he first made hand seals and unleashed the "Heavenly Secrets Strategy," completely disrupting the surrounding heavenly secrets and causal relationships.
He has always been very cautious in his actions. Even though his soul-soul technique was already quite concealed, he still wanted to take double precautions.
As long as the surrounding secrets are disrupted, even if the Sword Master comes to the scene, he won't be able to figure anything out.
After doing all this, he began to carefully examine the crystal in his hand.
The crystal is deep blue throughout and crystal clear.
From the outside, it seems to be just an ordinary, pretty crystal.
But Lin Hanzhou could clearly feel a warm call from the same source as himself.
Without further hesitation, he tried to infuse a trace of his own true essence into it.
"Snap!"
The crystal shattered instantly, bursting forth with an incomparably dazzling golden light.
When the light faded, a long sword floated silently in his hand.
This is a longsword with an ancient yet imposing design.
The sword is about three feet long and has a noble dark gold color.
The blade is covered with strange, naturally formed patterns, resembling dragon scales.
Between those patterns, there were also thin, hair-like purple lightning arcs that kept jumping and flashing.
The hilt was made of an unknown black sacred wood, carved with a lifelike thunder dragon roaring towards the sky.
The entire sword exuded a thunderous power, full of destructive aura.
[Lightning Tribulation!]
For some reason, the moment Lin Hanzhou saw this sword,
These two words naturally came to mind.
It's as if this was its innate name.
He reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, which showed no resistance whatsoever.
Instead, a sense of kinship instantly welled up in his heart.
Immediately, Lin Hanzhou followed the method from the original owner's memories.
He began to reintegrate the sword spirit that originally belonged to him into his body.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
The lightning tribulation sword in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry like a dragon's roar.
Immediately, it transformed into a dazzling golden stream of light and instantly disappeared into the space between his eyebrows.
Lin Hanzhou closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.
He found himself in his fifth-level Spirit Gathering Realm soul space.
That domineering, unparalleled dark gold longsword was quietly suspended in the center.
This clearly indicates a successful integration.
Moreover, the entire process was incredibly smooth and perfect.
There is absolutely no need for any auxiliary materials, as those two people said.
After all, this sword spirit originally belonged to him; it was something he was born with.
Under such circumstances, it is naturally a perfect match for him.