Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 88

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Seeing that Yang Dingtian was still meditating with eyes closed, Zhao Wujin said, “What happened here in Horror Mountain Village just now will definitely alarm people within a few hundred miles. There will definitely be many people who have noticed it. Somebody will come soon. We must immediately move Yang Dingtian to another place.”

Ningning said, “Thank you, Senior Zhao, but Yang Dingtian is forging his energy now. He can't move.”

“Don't worry, he doesn't have to move,” Zhao Wujin said. He then walked up and used a powerful Xuan energy to lift him up without touching him.

Yang Dingtian's body was now floating in midair without any shaking or swaying.

Zhao Wujin guided the floating Yang Dingtian into the Burial Tower. When he reached the center of the hundred-meter-tall structure, he held Yang Dingtian still with only one hand while using his other hand to slowly lift and open a huge, empty coffin.

“Sorry for the offense,” Zhao Wujin whispered. He then lifted his left hand and slowly transferred Yang Dingtian into the coffin. The coffin was huge and was thus spacious enough to fit the young man. Zhao Wujin then closed the coffin.

“Whooshing…” Zhao Wujin stabbed at the coffin a few times to open up several holes.

Now, even if someone came, nobody would find him.

“Senior, when will Yang Dingtian wake up?” Ningning was a little bit anxious because the ten-day promise between Ximen Yanyan and Yang Dingtian only had a few hours left. Even if Yang Dingtian woke up right now and immediately rushed back to Cloud Sky City, he would just barely make it in time.

“I've no idea. He is absorbing the forged Xuan energy into his body's Xuan veins and bones so that his body can support the relative level of Xuan energy. Perhaps a few hours or even longer because he broke through too many levels in one shot,” Zhao Wujin said. “Ms. Ximen, you look pale. I think you should also sit down and meditate.”

“Thank you, senior,” Ningning replied. “Here, I will thank Horror Mountain Village on his behalf. Thank you for the help and support. Not only did you give him the Millennium Owl, but you also lent him the quality Bloody Black Gold Sword.”

“It's fine. Yang Dingtian will pay back this favor someday. It's not a big deal.” Zhao Wujin laughed slightly, but his laugh sounded like metal scraping over a wall.

“Uncle, what is this?” Suddenly, Zhao Mu pointed at something on the ground.

In the ruins left by the Millennium Owl, there was a three-foot-long thing that looked like the combination of a sword and knife. It was black tinged with a little bit of red and blue. It also had a hilt made up of a mix of red and blue crystals.

It was a strange blade.

Zhao Mu jumped down and walked towards the object.

“Ahhh…” There was a sudden powerful force that emerged right after his finger touched it, smacking him back more than ten meters. He then spat out blood from his mouth.

“Don't touch it. Let me do this,” Zhao Wujin said. Then, he jumped off the Burial Tower and condensed a powerful Xuan energy with which he picked up the strange blade. He was using Xuan energy to hold it instead of touching it directly.

Immediately, the strange blade made a strange noise and trembled frantically while emitting a powerful force, desperately trying to struggle free of Zhao Wujin's hold.

Zhao Wujin clenched his teeth, and his face distorted. He was sweating like rain as he used all of his strength to try to control the strange blade.

After struggling for three minutes, Zhao Wujin loosened his hand, and immediately, the strange blade flew out a dozen meters away. The strange blade stabbed into the ground fiercely, leaving only its hilt trembling.

“This is so overbearing,” Zhao Wujin said.

Zhao Mu was stunned. “This strange blade is so powerful. It must be a weapon of God. But since when did we have such a treasure in Horror Mountain Village?”

“This thing is from Horror Mountain Village but doesn't belong to it,” Zhao Wujin said. “This is a combination of four items. The first is the quality Bloody Black Gold Sword. However, the blade has already disintegrated, completely ruined except for the demon nucleus containing the tyrannical sword spirit. The Millennium Owl is also gone, but before dying, it stored its soul into its own electric demon nucleus. These two demon nuclei are too powerful and won't easily concede to the other. So, when Yang Dingtian finished his formation, both of the demon nuclei collided fiercely, each attempting to destroy the other. But who would have thought that instead of killing each other, they welded together instead? The two soul spirits violently merged and are now continuing to fight frantically.”

“So, the red and blue crystal is the fusion of the Xuan Fire Kirin's Fire-type demon nucleus and the Millennium Owl's Electric-type demon nucleus?” Zhao Mu asked.

Zhao Wujin nodded.

“Then, what's happening to the strange blade?” Zhao Mu asked.

“The Millennium Owl has completely disintegrated. However, its right claw was entangled with the Xuan Ice Iron Chain. Therefore, even the Xuan fire could not completely burn its right claw into ashes. The fire only welded the claw with the Xuan Ice Iron Chain to form this strange blade.” Zhao Wujin continued, “If you're asking why the crystal formed from the two demon nuclei are at the bottom of the strange blade, it's because the two spirits need a place of stability. Otherwise, they will frantically fight and eventually be killed together. Thus, they must find an extremely cold place rest quietly. The insane sword spirit had to be stored inside the Xuan Ice Box, right?”

Zhao Mu exclaimed, “The soul of the Xuan Fire Kirin is already stunning enough. Now, a Millennium Owl's soul was also added to the blade. This strange blade is absolutely a weapon of God.”

“'That's it,” Zhao Wujin replied. “However, it has already recognized its owner. It no longer belongs to Horror Mountain Village.”

“Is it Yang Dingtian?” Zhao Mu asked.

“Should be,” Zhao Wujin answered. “If I'm not mistaken, Yang Dingtian activated a formation in order to break through using the purest Xuan energy from the solar eclipse just now. I could clearly feel the Xuan energy within hundreds of miles coming towards the center of Horror Mountain Village. So were the soul spirits of the Xuan Fire Kirin and the Millennium Owl. Of course, some of the Xuan energy from these two soul spirits was refined into Yang Dingtian's body through the formation. Apparently, this strange blade can only be used by him. Other people will be swallowed instantly when they touch it.”

Zhao Mu smiled and said, “Treasures are owned by only a few elites. I really can't help but be jealous of Yang Dingtian for having this treasure.”

Zhao Wujin said, “He almost lost his life to end up with this result.”

“Someone is coming,” Zhao Wujin suddenly said.

Immediately, the dust and smoke rolled from a dozen miles in the distance. The ground was also starting to vibrate.

“At least hundreds of riders. It should be the troops of the Northwest Qin family from the castle near the border,” Zhao Wujin said.

At the same time, there were dozens of black spots in the sky, a number of Martial Artists riding flying beasts and approaching rapidly.

Ximen Ningning's complexion slightly changed after she saw the situation.

Zhao Wujin said, “Ms. Ximen, you have to hide inside the coffin in the Burial Tower as well. Regardless of how arrogant the people from the Northwest Qin family are, I bet they won't trespass into the Burial Tower of Horror Mountain Village.”

“Alright, thank you, Senior,” Ximen Ningning said.

Without a second of hesitation, Zhao Wujin rapidly grabbed the strange blade that was stuck into the ground and quickly entered the Burial Tower. He placed the strange blade into one of the coffins to let the gloomy and cold air inside suppress the strange blade's aura.

Then, Zhao Wujin floated up to the top of the Burial Tower and looked towards the fast-approaching figures. “Who is it? Why are you here?”

“I'm Qin Mutang, a guardian from the abyss border town. We come in peace. We saw that Horror Mountain Village was rocked by a major disaster and inundated by fire. We are here to help,” the person answered in a loud voice. Although he was thousands of meters away, his sound could be heard clearly here.

“Thank you, Guardian Qin. When the solar eclipse started, the magma sea under Horror Mountain Village erupted, completely destroying our village. Fortunately, all the villagers had already been transferred to a safe place in advance, so everyone is safe and sound,” Zhao Wujin said. “But, the entire village is ruined. We have nothing left to serve you guests, so please help yourselves.”

“We are not here to visit. As you know, Horror Mountain Village and we Northwest Qin family have a good relationship. We are closely related and mutually dependent. Today, Horror Mountain Village has suffered a disaster. Of course we need to come and give you a hand,” Qin Mutang said loudly as his large contingent of troops approached.

Three hours passed.

Five hours passed.

Both suns had set, and night was upon them.

The next day, the morning suns rose again from the East.

Yang Dingtian slowly opened his eyes, seeing nothing but black. After he took some time to adjust himself to the darkness, he found that he was now located inside a coffin. Although he couldn't see anything, he could barely judge that he was still in Horror Mountain Village. He should currently be inside a coffin in the Burial Tower.

After using the Yin Yang Five-Element Formation, he needed to meditate for nearly twenty hours because the Xuan energy he absorbed still had a little impurity, which he needed to refine and purify after the solar eclipse ended. The most important thing was to let the Xuan energy in his Sea of Energy flow through the rest of his body several times to strengthen his Xuan veins and bones.

Now, everything was done, and no one knew how much stronger he was than before!

“Master, please tell me how many levels I've broken through? Did I break through sixteen levels?” Yang Dingtian's first action was to ask his Master about his cultivation. He was full of expectations and very anxious.

Dongfang Niemie was first silent for a moment, but then, he said while trembling, “Oh my God! It is true that without serious pain, there won't be gains!”

“Nineteen levels. Exactly nineteen levels! Son, you've broken through nineteen levels!” Dongfang Niemie said emotionally.

“What? Nineteen levels?” Yang Dingtian was stunned.

To be honest, he can clearly feel that his entire body was full of strength at the moment. He knew that he had progressed a lot.

However, his initial goal was only sixteen levels because he needed to achieve that level to triumph in the Elimination Battle. Moreover, Senior Xuwu Piaouan had told him that, millions of years ago, there was someone else who used the same method during the Yin Yang Festival to break through sixteen levels. That man then became number one in the world.

Therefore, Yang Dingtian only dared to hope for sixteen levels at most. He didn't expect to break through nineteen levels in one go. How could he not be surprised?

“You're now a nine-star Xuan Martial Artist, just one step away from becoming a Xuan Warrior.” Dongfang Niemie continued, “This is unbelievable, even if you are a top genius. It should have taken at least two years to reach this level, but you only spent ten days. This will definitely amaze the world!”

Yang Dingtian's blood seemed to boil. Then, he remembered an important thing and asked, “Master, what time is it now? And how long do I have until the Elimination Battle in Cloud Sky City?”

Dongfang Niemie was shocked. “Hurry! There are only four hours left to the end of the Elimination Battle. You have to rush back to Cloud Sky City as fast as possible!”

PS: Next chapter, it's time for Yang Dingtian to show his miracle. It's time to show off to everyone else!

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