421: Chapter 269, Ard with a Sword to Slay the Dragon!_3 421: Chapter 269, Ard with a Sword to Slay the Dragon!_3 One reason was that the Ghost Prison was too bitter and exhausting, which left him physically and ntally fatigued.
He really wanted to have a good rest.
In these two days, he neither got up early for training nor stayed up late to practice the sword.
He just slept, wishing he could make up for more than a year’s worth of lost sleep in one go.
Then there was cooking, preparing various kinds of delicious food for Little Fatty, making his already plump figure even more full-rounded, and his complexion more rosy and lustrous.
Anyone who saw him would have to praise, “This child is blessed”…
Moreover, he also needed to find a proper excuse to see the old man.
He had no kinship nor old ties with the Gongshu Family, and it would raise speculation about their relationship if he went to visit them imdiately after returning.
The old man had said that the Shen Family might already be suspecting their relationship, making Tang Fei have to be cautious.
eting in that basent on the outskirts of the city was too risky; any carelessness could lead to discovery.
Unless there was an important event, they wouldn’t et there.
On the contrary, it was safer and far more discreet to et with the Lu Family at Lu Ban Mountain.
Even if soone wanted to tail him, they would have to get past the nurous defenses of Lu Ban Mountain.
It just so happened that today was Lu Siyu’s birthday.
Under the guise of celebrating a classmate’s birthday, Tang Fei had Lu Siyu drive him there.
“Happy birthday,” Tang Fei said with a smile, casually handing over a small black box.
“What is this?” Lu Siyu took the box and asked.
“You’ll know once you open it,” Tang Fei said.
Lu Siyu did not open the box, but rather tucked it into her canvas bag, which she always carried with her…
That bag contained her tools for chanical fabrication and repair…
Lu Siyu brought Tang Fei to the entrance of the courtyard and said, “You guys chat first; I’ll co back to pick you up later.”
“Okay,” Tang Fei nodded.
Tang Fei entered the courtyard and found Lu Zhiyong was there too.
Being quite tactful, he said, “You guys talk; I have sothing to take care of.”
With that, he turned and left.
The old man ca out from the inner room, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Tang Fei.
He had been with Tang Fei day and night for more than a decade, raising him from a child.
He knew him better than anyone else.
He felt Tang Fei had changed but couldn’t quite pinpoint the nature of the change; he needed more ti to be sure.
It just seed that Tang Fei’s complexion was paler, and his whole body emitted a mysterious luster.
“How are things?” the old man asked.
“A few gains,” Tang Fei replied.
The old man was overjoyed and said, “That’s wonderful.”
The old man knew Tang Fei well; saying “a few gains” ant his achievents were not minor.
He walked straight to the sofa and sat down, pointing to the seat opposite, “Tell , what have you been up to this past year?”
Tang Fei sat down opposite him and, after a brief hesitation, began recounting from when he and the Great Grandmaster Xuanyuan Mingjing left White Crane Mountain.
He trusted the old man completely, so he didn’t hide anything in his narration.
His life on the Old Land and his complicated heritage had conditioned him to lie habitually, always spewing falsehoods.
However, when facing the old man, he always tried to tell the truth as much as possible.
Actually, the story was quite simple, with each day’s life being much the sa.
Yet, Tang Fei talked for a long, long ti.
What he spoke of wasn’t the experiences of the past year but his gains and insights.
By the ti Tang Fei finished, more than half an hour had passed.
The old man was filled with emotion and said, “Only now can we be sure that Xuanyuan Mingjing sincerely helped you…
though we still don’t know why.”
“In the Ghost Prison, I asked him the sa question.”
“What did he say?”
“He said to get back to work.”
“…”
After a mont of silence, the old man suddenly seed to rember sothing and said, “Wait here.”
He went into the secret chamber and soon ca out holding a black longsword.
Tang Fei recognized at a glance that it was the Dragon Horn from the Burial Land, only that after the old man’s forging and polishing, the dragon horn was even darker and sharper.
The longsword emitted an elusive aura of malevolence, causing even the firm-willed to feel a montary sense of absurdity when looking at it.
It was as if being targeted by a pair of dreadful eyes or coveted by a terrifying beast.
Tang Fei also experienced a montary trance and, pointing at the silvery handle, asked, “Is that silver?”
“How could it be silver?” the old man said with a look of disdain.
“Silver is weak and pliable, as brittle as white paper.
That is an Exotic Realm Crystal Stone I obtained when I was young.
It took half a year to refine it…
and then I used it as the handle for the sword, which has the miraculous effect of activating the Dragon Horn’s power.”
He handed the longsword back to Tang Fei, “Try it.”
Tang Fei took the longsword, feeling a familiar warmth.
A faint coolness passed through the palm of his hand and into his body, surprisingly stirring the Yin Yang Power within him to spin.
Circulating energy and blood, revolving endlessly and naturally forming a cycle.
The old man summoned a long knife and slashed toward Tang Fei’s face with fierce and dangerous energy.
Cold air twined around, and the Sword Energy was overwhelming.
This strike was fierce and perilous.
The old man didn’t hold back even against his own people.
Tang Fei raised the sword to et the strike.
The Netherworld Scroll’s first sword technique:
Unyielding!
With a crisp ‘snap,’ the long knife made of Moon Gold Material split into two, breaking in half.
Sharp enough to to cut hair and slice through iron like mud.
Tang Fei looked down at the longsword in his hand, knowing it was going to be an exceptional sword, but he hadn’t expected it to be this formidable.
The old man wasn’t surprised and said with approval, “This is the sharpness of the sword, and it’s also related to the enhancent of your strength…”
He paused and then said, “A Divine Artifact should have a na that matches its worth, so as not to disgrace the sword…
As its master, you should na it.”
Tang Fei thought for a mont and asked, “How about naming the sword Dragon Slayer?”
The old man’s face lit up with joy, his eyes sparking with excitent.
After a mont of Hesitation, he said with so difficulty, “Isn’t that na a bit too obvious with its intentions?”
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