The Eternal Soaring Sword

Chapter 14 - Magic Treasure

Zhao Jiuge looked at the silver-robed young man and cursed in his heart. This young man was already so vicious and vile at such a young age.

The golden-robed youth saw Xiao Yu approach him and his younger sister, so he quickly stepped forward to protect his younger sister. He raised his long sword in front of him to defend. Even though he was facing Xiao Yu, who was one realm above him, in the Blood Movement Realm, he showed no fear, he was still like a stubborn little lion cub. The little girl behind him was filled with worry, her black eyes showing signs of panic.

The old man who was entangled in the battle against Xiao Zhan observed the situation all along and was caught off guard by Xiao Zhan, causing him to receive a punch on his shoulder from the blood-colored giant sword. The old man realized how dangerous the situation was and no longer held back. At the risk of exhausting his spirit power, rays of sword light began to appear. He could have left his old life here, but if the young master and mistress were injured, how could he face the head of the family?

The pressure from his spirit power spread throughout the forest, causing the leaves to rustle and fall from the sky. The sword light left a mark on the ground, but Xiao Zhan prevented the old man from escaping. As the silver-robed youth approached, Zhao Jiuge inevitably became worried. He grew up with a kind heart, so after hesitating a little, he clenched his teeth and rushed out.

"Stop!" Zhao Jiuge rushed towards the fierce battle. When Xiao Yu heard a sudden voice, he was startled for a moment. He looked towards the source of the voice and saw a skinny young man dressed in black. The young man's clothes were rather worn out and he was holding an ordinary hunting knife. The face of this young man was filled with anger at the injustice he had witnessed.

“Enyah!” Seeing Zhao Jiuge's appearance, Xiao Yu was too lazy to show any contempt. He did not even understand how this young man came out of the mountain, but the fluctuations of spirit power coming from Zhao Jiuge surprised him a little. However, it was only a little, because with his family's position in the city, he wouldn't even bother with someone dressed like Zhao Jiuge. The sword in his hand shone brighter as he swung it towards the young master and mistress of the Mo family to kill them.

Zhao Jiuge saw how the other party ignored him because of his clothes and carried out a deadly blow. He could not help but lament how arrogant this young man was, and after that, he felt angry. He injected his own spirit power into his hunting blade and then arrived before the young master and the mistress of the Mo family in an instant. He waved his hunting blade towards Xiao Yu's blue sword.

Xiao Yu did not expect this bastard to actually act. Although he sensed Zhao Jiuge's fluctuations in spirit power, considering he had a magic treasure, he only injected more spirit power as he swung his sword.

With a loud cracking sound, Zhao Jiuge's hunting knife was cut in half and he took a few steps back. His expression sank and anger filled his eyes. Even with the late stage Blood Movement Realm spirit power, he could not suppress Xiao Yu, and even the hunting knife that had accompanied him for so long had been broken.

Xiao Yu only took one step back. "Haha, you want to help when you're this weak?" Xiao Yu looked at Zhao Jiuge's sorry appearance and could not help but laugh arrogantly. He did not hide sarcasm or insults in his eyes.

When the golden-robed young master saw Xiao Yu's arrogant appearance, his breathing became rough. Then he looked at the young man who suddenly appeared before him curiously. Then his white hand handed the long sword in his hand to Zhao Jiuge.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the long sword given to him. The sword flickered due to spirit power and there was a piece of spirit stone in its handle. A fluctuation of spirit power spread throughout the sword, giving off a cold feeling in his hand. He carefully looked at this long sword. It was the lowest level magical treasure, a magical treasure, but he instantly fell in love with it.

With the magic treasure sword in his hand, he turned to face the arrogant Xiao Yu and the corner of his mouth curved upwards. Although he was unable to release his spirit power into the environment like those in the Spirit Transformation Realm, with the cultivation of the late stage Blood Movement Realm, he could easily bully this friendly yet cruel-looking young man.

Zhao Jiuge sensed the powerful spirit power in his body and the fluctuations of the long sword before he made a move. A milky white light appeared around the sword. He did not use any fancy techniques, he just attacked Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu's eyes slowly widened as he felt that the spirit power of Zhao Jiuge was stronger than his. At first, he didn't think he should take Zhao Jiuge seriously.

He saw Zhao Jiuge approaching, so he raised his sword and channeled his spirit power into his sword. He struck three times, and after three punches, Xiao Yu was forced back three steps. Grain of sweat appeared on his handsome face and his right hand was numb from the impact.

While Zhao Jiuge had no experience in fighting, he had experience in hunting, so he knew not to give Xiao Yu a chance to recover. He raised his sword and continued slashing at Xiao Yu several times. Xiao Yu only blocked one blow before Zhao Jiuge's sword slashed at his body.

Two strikes directly landed on Xiao Yu. One landed on Xiao Yu's silver robe, slicing his chest. Blood slowly seeped out, but the wound was not deep. The second strike hit his shoulder and was deep enough to expose his bones. Xiao Yu's handsome face was filled with pain and blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His whole body was trembling.

When Zhao Jiuge saw how pitiful Xiao Yu was, he began to hesitate. He didn't know if he had to make a move to kill. Although Xiao Yu was ruthless, he could not just kill Xiao Yu. While he hunted and killed beasts before, one was different from an animal. Zhao Jiuge still could not get through it. That night, when he killed Wang Dazhuang, he was blinded by anger. Even though he was kind, he would not allow himself to be bullied.

While Zhao Jiuge was hesitating, the five guards immediately rushed forward. Anger surged in Zhao Jiuge's eyes once again as his left hand grabbed the blue sword in Xiao Yu's hand and his right leg landed a sharp kick in Xiao Yu's abdomen. Xiao Yu flew a few meters back and his already injured body was destroyed. Fortunately, two guards arrived just in time to catch him.

The remaining three guards rushed over, but Zhao Jiuge swung his sword three times, and a sound of friction echoed in the air. Those three guards were only at Spirit Detection Realm—how could they compare to someone in the Blood Movement Realm? In an instant, the three guards each gained wounds over a meter and their armor was dyed red.

Although Zhao Jiuge hated these weak oppressive people, he did not kill; he only dealt heavy injuries. Xiao Zhan and the old man were in a fierce battle, but both of them noticed the situation here. When Xiao Zhan saw Xiao Yu's serious injuries, he no longer wanted to fight. He let the old man leave some wounds on his body and retreated to Xiao Yu's side to check on his injuries.

Considering the fact that the young master and mistress of his family were still here, the old man did not continue. He was afraid that Xiao Zhan would go crazy. Xiao Zhan saw that although Xiao Yu's injuries were serious, it was not life-threatening, so he relaxed. Then he turned angrily to the fierce Zhao Jiuge. “That's great, son, and you too, the Mo family. Only you all wait. It's not over!” He took Xiao Yu and left with the guards.

After hearing Xiao Zhan's words, Zhao Jiuge felt annoyed that he had attracted trouble, but was not too afraid of Xiao Zhan. Although the other party was at the mid stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, he was not afraid, as he could rely on the Sanskrit Divine Body. When the old man saw Xiao Zhan leave, he felt relieved. When he saw Xiao Yu move towards the young master and mistress, it scared him to the point of breaking into a cold sweat. He was afraid something would happen to them. As for Xiao Zhan's threat, he was even less concerned. Although the eldest son of the Xiao family had entered the Flowing Cloud Sect, the Mo family had their own support.

Zhao Jiuge returned the long sword to the golden-robed youth and then carefully observed the blue long sword he had taken from Xiao Yu. He noticed that the spirit stone in this sword was even stronger and the blade was shining under the sun. He's very happy.

When the young girl wearing the yellow dress looked towards the heroic youth who suddenly appeared, her panicked expression turned into one of adoration. He rushed over and hugged Zhao Jiuge's right arm while shouting, "Young hero, you are really strong, even stronger than my brother!" Suddenly, Zhao Jiuge became embarrassed. He felt something soft on his arm, and this made him even more embarrassed.