Chapter 553: Wushuang Left His Words, Consolidating Swords into a Bead!

Ning Teng forced a smile, “These three questions may seem ordinary, but they caused me to be in a dilemma for a month before I finally realized what they mean.

That was also how I comprehended a sliver of sword intent. Therefore, I’m indebted to that young man for teaching me and clearing my doubts. It would not be too much for me to call him master.”

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and could not help but ask, “Oh yes, did that young man come along? I want to thank him in person!”

Ning Ruolan’s eyes turned red. She wanted to say something by instinct, but Ye Chen shook his head and said, “Wushuang has left far away to cultivate. You can thank him when there’s a chance in the future!”

“That’s true. How could such an outstanding young man be limited to a small place like Jinling?” Ning Teng shook his head and smiled. Subsequently, he turned around and walked to a stone door. He took out a tiger-shaped pendant from his pocket.

Ning Zhiyuan, too stepped forward and retrieved a tiger-shaped pendant from his pocket. The two tiger-shaped pendants merged into one and were mounted into the stone door.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the heavy stone door opened.

What greeted their eyes were densely packed swords!

Countless rusty longswords stood on the ground. From afar, they looked like mounds, filled with a murderous aura.

“Dad, there are so many swords!”

It was the first time Ning Ruolan had seen so many swords hidden in her house. She could not help but cry out, “One, two, three… I can’t even count them all. If I sell them all like scrap metal, I’ll probably make a crazy profit!”

Hearing the first half of her sentence, Ning Zhiyuan and Ning Teng’s faces were filled with pride. However, when they heard the second half of her sentence, the corners of their lips twitched. They wanted to strangle this prodigal daughter to death!

‘These are passed down from the ancestors!

Your first thought isn’t to protect them forever, but to sell them like scrap iron?

Does my Ning family lack that bit of money?’

That little money-grubber did not notice the two men’s reaction and was still immersed in excitement. As she cried out in surprise, she counted with her fingers, “A piece of scrap metal weighs two kilograms. A sword is at least four to five kilograms. There are thousands of swords here, which means…”

Ning Zhiyuan was almost angered to death. He said to Ye Chen after coughing a few times, “Mr. Ye, this is what my Ning family has been accumulating for hundreds of years. The outermost ones are ordinary ancient swords. They can’t withstand the corrosion of time and have already rusted.

The further in the weapons were placed, the more expensive, and the better the quality. Other than swords, there are also sabers, spears, arrows, and halberds…”

Ye Chen nodded lightly and took a step forward.

Ning Teng hurriedly reminded, “Young friend, you can’t do that. This is the sword forest. The surroundings have already been assimilated after hundreds of years, and the magnetic field has changed. If you enter rashly, you’re no different from a human-shaped magnet that’s prone to be attacked.”

Hearing that, Ning Ruolan, who wanted to go in, was shocked. If she went in just like that, it would be strange if she was not being stabbed to the point that she would look like a hedgehog.

Ning Zhiyuan pulled out a garment that looked like a raincoat from a box nearby, “That’s right. You should put on our Ning family’s unique anti-magnetic suit…”

Before he could finish, Ye Chen placed his hands behind his back. Subsequently, he leaped like a cannonball with the tip of his toes. Eventually, he landed next to an ancient bronze sword.

He reached out and grabbed at the air, and the ancient bronze sword landed in his hand. He then swung countless sword gleams in the air.

“What a pity, mortal iron is mortal iron after all!”

Ye Chen shook his head lightly and stuck the ancient bronze sword into the ground again. He walked deeper into the forest with his hands behind his back.

With every step he took, a treasured sword would let out a long whistle and then shoot out from the ground. It would hover by his side, and it trembled lightly, as if it had seen the king of swords.

In the end, there were countless sword shadows hovering around Ye Chen. It seemed like there were countless sword gleams blossoming in the air.

If one were to take a closer look, a vague sword shadow gradually appeared in Ye Chen’s body. The sword shadow was like a dragon, exuding an aura that was looking down on the world and suppressing everything. It was like a king descending to the world.

Ning Zhiyuan and the rest had their jaws dropped.

Ning Teng inhaled sharply and stuttered, “I-Is this the thousand swords worshipping the ancestor?”

He clearly remembered that the last time Wushuang entered the sword forest, he had also triggered the roar of 10,000 swords. It gave people the feeling that these swords had seen a friend.

Even so, it still gave him quite a shock.

However, the scene before him terrified him!

“Oh no, dad!”

Ning Ruolan suddenly cried out in alarm, “These swords seem to listen to that guy. What if he empties our place when he leaves?”

Ning Zhiyuan panicked.

“How can he do that? This is the heirloom of my Ning family!”

Ning Ruolan stomped her feet and said angrily, “We can’t let that guy run away. Unless he gives us money, we’ll sell it to him at the price of scrap on the market. This way, we can save on transportation fees and labor fees. It’s worth it!”

The veins on Ning Zhiyuan’s face bulged!

Eventually, Ye Chen landed before a stone tablet. He looked at the words on the stone tablet with a complicated expression.

“You guys are obviously swords, but you guys can only stay here quietly and be an ownerless object. After thousands of years, you still won’t find your owner and eventually decay!

How is Wushuang different from you guys? I am also looking for my master. I don’t know where my master is, nor do I know when I will be able to find my master. 1,000 years or 10,000 years? Or maybe until I decay!”

It was just over a hundred words, and they seemed to be carved by a sword. However, they revealed the confusion, sympathy, and self-pity of a pure, kind person facing the tablet.

“Wushuang, oh, Wushuang…”

Ye Chen stood before the stone tablet and mumbled to himself as if he was frozen, “Just you wait. I’ll find you when I find Night Demon. I promise we won’t be separated this time!”

He waved his hand, and the words disappeared.

He turned around and leaped back to Ning Zhiyuan and the rest at the next moment!

Ning Zhiyuan’s face twitched as he looked at the countless swords hovering above his head, “Mr. Ye, a-are you trying to empty the Ning family’s Hidden Sword Pavilion?”

“Pay up, pay up!”

Ning Ruolan spread her arms and said, “The market price for scrap iron is 1.20 yuan per 600 grams. For Brother Wushuang’s sake, I will charge you one yuan per 600 grams.”

“You guys have misunderstood!”

Ye Chen said with a light smile, “Master Ning, most of the swords in your family’s Hidden Sword Pavilion are scrap metal. It’s useless to keep them, but it’s a pity to abandon them. What I’m saying is that I’ll refine these 10,000 swords into a sword bead as the repayment for your family’s kindness to Wushuang!”

“Sword bead?”

Ning Zhiyuan and Ning Teng looked at each other in confusion.

Ye Chen did not say anything. He extended his hand and grabbed all the sword shadows that were hovering above his head. They turned into dazzling sparks.

A few breaths later, the sword shadows that were hovering above Ye Chen’s head vanished completely. A metal ball the size of a pigeon egg appeared in Ye Chen’s hand.

Ning Ruolan almost vomited blood, “Where’s our family heirloom? Where did you take it?”

“Isn’t this it?” Ye Chen picked up the sword bead and smiled.

Ning Ruolan said angrily, “You’re being silly. Are you telling us the many swords have turned into such a small iron bead?”

After saying that, she reached out to pick up the sword bead!

“Let him do it!” Ye Chen stopped her and looked at Ning Teng who was standing aside. Ye Chen had an expression on his face where nobody knew whether he was smiling or not.

Ning Teng suppressed the doubts inside of him and reached out to touch the sword bead. He wanted to pick it up by instinct, but in the next moment, his expression changed.

The reason being he found out that this tiny iron bead was extremely heavy!

With his cultivation level as a Martial Dao master, he found it extremely difficult to pick it up.

“This is the sword bead. It has the form of a bead, and the intent of swords. It can cut through iron when it’s hard, and it can be soft that one can wear it like a ring!”

Ye Chen said calmly, “You guys can control it easily after refining it with a drop of blood. If you encounter danger, all you’ll have to do is to throw the sword bead out. Even Martial Dao masters will die if they touch it!”

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