Chapter 887 - Once Unsheathed, the Tiger’s Fang Only Returns After Seeing Blood
Li Qingshan’s face was ashen. He seed like he was hopelessly ill, without the slightest vitality left, but it only accentuated his jagged, tall-standing bones. His eyes shone exuberantly, such that his bearing did not weaken at all.
After hearing what Yin Qing said, he could not help but ask, “What do you an by fortunate, and what do you an by misfortunate?”
Yin Qing said, “The Bloodjaw blade is indeed a rare, treasured blade. Its destructive power is extrely startling, and among weapons of the sa level, there are basically none that can rival it. However, the reason why this blade is infamous is not because of its power, but because it’s just too difficult to use. The only way to unleash this blade’s power is to feed it full with blood, and it has a very high demand for the quality of the blood.”
“Can’t I nurture it through battle? All I have to do is constantly cut down enemies.” Li Qingshan studied the blood-red Bloodjaw blade in his hand and ca to a vague understanding about its aning. That was a bloodthirstiness that could never be satiated.
“Who can be certain that they’ll win every single battle they fight? Even if they win, they might not necessarily be able to kill a powerful opponent, which is why they say that this blade must see blood once wielded. If it doesn’t drink enough of the enemy’s blood, then it’ll drink its master’s blood. Even when Asura Kings wield this blade, it renders them very weak if they have to feed it to the brim. There are no Asura Commanders like who are bold enough to grip the hilt like how you did. Our lives might even be at risk if we do that.”
“But exactly because it’s difficult to use, past masters of the Bloodjaw blade would often offer it up on the Asura Altar of Armants in exchange for a different weapon. Many divine weapons even stronger than it have been destroyed in battle, but only it continues to remain. My king, if you’re not accustod to it, you can always offer it up again. It’s just great to have an Asura Altar of Armants all to yourself!”
“No, I find this blade to be quite nice. It’s perfect for wounding and injuring people. Don’t forget that this world isn’t the Asura realm. The intensity and frequency of battle is nowhere near as great. I’ll have ample ti to recover,” Li Qingshan said and delivered a pill into his mouth.
He possessed the bloodline of the phoenix, so his ability to produce blood was quite strong. After refining the Bloodjaw blade, he could sense the uniqueness of the blade. It felt like it was connected to his bloodline. He could wield it with great ease, like it was his own arm. He had never experienced sothing like that with any weapons in the past.
As a result, he thought of an idea. He channelled the power of tremors into it, and a layer of black ripples appeared on the blade. With a gentle swing, he left behind a black crack in the space there!
“Good blade!” Li Qingshan said.
He had never really depended on weapons because his most destructive thod of attack was his fists. The destructiveness of the power of tremors was far too great. If he unleashed it through a weapon as a dium, the weapon would be unavoidably damaged no matter how great his control was. The only way to avoid damage was to suppress the power of tremors and not unleash them at full strength, but that would make using a weapon pointless. He was better off being a little more straightforward and just throwing his fists!
After almost drinking all of his blood, the Bloodjaw blade seed to beco a part of him, no longer an external object. It finally allowed him to unleash the power of tremors to his heart’s content, rging the innate ability into the blade style. The aspect that most people found to be a flaw was actually its greatest advantage.
When he rged the power of tremors into the blade, it definitely would not be a simple addition in terms of strength. It allowed his wounding power to reach an unprecedented height, like giving fangs to a tiger.
The Bloodjaw blade also trembled, as if it had t a very good friend. A natural compatibility existed between the man and the blade.
Li Qingshan stroked the blade gently. “Since you’re my blade, then let give you a good na. Bloodjaw or whatever it is is just far too unsophisticated. Hmm, let think about it. Jaw also ans fang, which is equivalent to your na, and it was exactly because of my tiger nature that I obtained the Asura realm’s recognition, which allowed to obtain you. That’s our destiny. From today onwards, you can take on the ‘tiger’ from , so you can be called Tiger’s Fang!”
Li Qingshan lifted up Tiger’s Fang proudly and asked Xiao An and Yin Qing, “How’s the na?”
Probably because of the successful example of naming himself “Qingshan”, he had always held blind confidence in his ability to co up with nas. Of course, the na “Xiao An” was also one of his proud works, no less than “Qingshan”.
Sure enough, Xiao An said sincerely, “It’s fantastic!”
Yin Qing faltered, and her expression beca rather troubled. She wondered whether there was sothing with her sense of beauty, or that she did not have a good understanding of the customs of this world. She thought, Isn’t ‘Tiger’s Fang’ a na you give your kiddies from the mountains? Why does it sound much more unsophisticated than Bloodjaw! But changing the na of a blade like that is anything but simple. If I were Bloodjaw, I’d never change my na to Tiger’s Fang.
An intelligent weapon like that could not have its na changed on a whim. The intelligence in the weapon had to agree with it. It was just like how Li Qingshan could only change the Soaring Dragon sword’s na to the Demon Dragon sword after he had completely subdued and refined it.
Under their watch, the blade flickered with blood-red light before suddenly dimming. A portion of the blood vessels lit up, exhibiting the words “Tiger’s Fang”.
The blade was intelligent, but its thoughts were not that complicated. It could not feign agreent like humans. It had without a doubt recognised the new na Li Qingshan had given from the “bottom of its heart”, and it had done so under circumstances without any suppression or coercion. If another person obtained the blade in the future, the na would be Tiger’s Fang and not Bloodjaw.
“Alright then!” Yin Qing let out a silent sigh. After all, weapons beca renowned through battles and its wielder.
“Do you have any objections? Little Qing!” Li Qingshan glanced over and asked with a smile.
Little Qing? Yin Qing shivered all over. “No, no. The na is fantastic. Truly a work of art by the king.” After so hesitation, she said, “Though, I think you should just call by my na, my king!”
What Little Qing? She could not withstand it at all!
“Sigh, you’ve spent too much ti in the Asura realm after all. All you know is to fight and kill. It’s unavoidable if you don’t really have a naming sense. That’s not your fault. Alright, you can use the Asura Altar of Armants now. You have to exchange for the best weapon possible!” Li Qingshan patted Yin Qing on the shoulder in consolation.
Yin Qing was tongue-tied. There was nothing she could say.
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Ten days elapsed in the blink of an eye.
Li Qingshan ate pills every single day and finally recovered so colour in his face, no longer as haggard as before. However, he still seed like he was just recovering from a major illness, his face pale-white. However, he did not care as he fiddled around with the Tiger’s Fang blade.
The blade was fitted with a blade sheathe. Because the blade was perfectly straight, it seed more like a sword sheath. The Great Banyan Tree King had personally created it using his own branches. It was a dark-green, which made it seem like a branch that had just been snapped off. It even had the patterning of bark, as it had not been polished. There was only a ring of aerial roots around the outside, sealing the bloodiness of the blade within. As such, none of it leaked out.
Not only did it guarantee that Li Qingshan’s blood would not go to waste, it also concealed its might, which prevented anyone from imagining such a vicious, bloody blade was actually hiding within the simple, natural “sword sheath”.
Li Qingshan hung Tiger’s Fang on his waist and said to Xiao An, “C’mon, let’s go check out the Crystal palace!”
Through the divination of the spirit turtle, he knew that this trip would be turbulent, but right now, he feared absolutely nothing.
Once unsheathed, the Tiger’s Fang only returned after seeing blood!
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