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Chapter 29

Words:2293Update:22/06/28 12:47:59

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"Lord, what's going on?"

"What's going on?"

At this time, the people outside the courtyard seemed to have heard the noise coming from the study. Led by Qing Hong, more than a dozen Organs Refining experts quickly surrounded them.

At this time, although Tsing Hui's white clothes were fluttering and he looked calm, the sharp sword in his hand was stained with blood. Drops of blood were still flowing along the sword and dripping to the ground from the tip of the sword. Soon, a blood red puddle was formed on the ground.

Just like that, he stood before Xin Long and Wu Xuan without taking any further action. However, even with that being the case, the master of the Xin Family who was basically omnipotent in the eyes of Qing Hong and the others was filled with fear. He was actually afraid to act recklessly when Qing Xu stood in his way.

"Lord …"

Qing Hong naturally understood what had happened in the study room earlier. However, as she looked at the extremely terrified Xin Long and Wu Xuan who had lost an arm, a storm arose in her heart.

Did Lord Xin Long attack Tsing Hui? Moreover, looking at the unscathed Tsing Hui …

They …

Failed!?

"Do you want to live or die?"

Tsing Hui looked at Xin Long and did not make the final move to kill him.

"I want to live!"

Xin Long did not care about the humiliation and quickly responded.

Tsing Hui's display of strength that was not inferior to the Immortal Realm had already smashed the greed in his heart.

"Leave the sword. Let's go to another room and talk."

"Yes."

Xin Long responded and respectfully handed the sword that was not inferior to the Refined Edge Sword in quality to Tsing Hui. He did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Lord …"

"Qing Hong, bring some people to clean up the study and take Wu Xuan to treat his injury."

Xin Long said in a low voice, "Also, no one is allowed to spread what happened today."

"Yes."

Qing Hong said with some trepidation. At the same time, she looked at Tsing Hui with some fear.

She knew that the Divine Armament Building was most likely going to change owners. And this new owner might be this unknown young man who she did not take seriously half a day ago.

"Prince Tsing Hui, please."

Xin Long gestured with his hand and quickly brought him to another room.

"For the Divine Armament Building to be able to take out a ranked Divine Armament for sale, who is the real owner behind it?"

Tsing Hui asked.

"I am the son of Dragon Chant Island's Island Lord, Xin Jianzong. The true backer of our Divine Armament Tower is Dragon Chant Island."

After Xin Long finished speaking, he cupped his hands at Tsing Hui and said, "Our Divine Armament Tower was disrespectful to Prince Tsing Hui, and we are willing to apologize. The ranked divine armament and the Taiyi Sword can be used as compensation. We sincerely hope that Prince Tsing Hui can forgive us."

"Dragon Chant Island?"

Tsing Hui had heard of it before.

One of the top powers in the southern seas of the Lorraine Kingdom.

It was said that the entire Dragon Chant Island had a population of one million, and the Island Lord's cultivation had reached the Immortal Stage. In addition, he was a rather famous master refiner who could refine ranked Divine Armaments. He had a wide circle of friends and had a close relationship with many top powers.

With connections, strength, ability, and influence, the Divine Armament Tower had no need to fear anyone in the entire Lorraine Kingdom as long as they did not offend the royal family.

Unfortunately, he had met Tsing Hui.

Not only did Tsing Hui have battle prowess close to the Immortal Stage, but he also had the Hunyuan Heaven Sect's true disciple, Nalan Fei, behind him.

The Dragon Sword Sect's potential had been exhausted. If it were not for the title of master refiner, it would be impossible for them to lead millions of people and establish a country within a country. However, Nalan Fei was a talented true disciple who had reached the second stage of the Immortal Stage at a young age. She had even begun to condense Gang Qi and was expected to become a peak master in the future. If Xin Long dared to use his power to oppress others, the entire Dragon Chant Island might be buried with him.

"It is indeed Dragon Chant Island. This matter was completely due to my obsession. I vainly attempted to force Prince Tsing Hui to reveal the secret of the Taiyi Sword. I hope that Prince Tsing Hui will not take out your anger on Dragon Chant Island. I, Xin Long, am willing to bear all the blame."

Xin Long respectfully bowed to Tsing Hui.

If he had obtained the secret of the Taiyi Sword from Tsing Hui, awakened by himself, and became the Temple Master's disciple, he would not have paid any attention to a mere Nalan Fei. He would have killed Tsing Hui, but now...

Not only would he miss the opportunity to obtain the Taiyi Sword, but Dragon Chant Island would also face the threat of Nalan Fei, a true disciple. He had no choice but to lower his head.

Tsing Hui saw through Xin Long's thoughts at a glance.

This kind of person was like a real villain. He could be ordered to do things, but he was not trustworthy.

"Since you plan to cultivate two meridians at the same time, you must have prepared a brilliant awakening method."

Xin Long only hesitated for a moment before he quickly responded, "Yes."

Then, he took out a cloth scroll from a hidden compartment on his belt and respectfully handed it to Tsing Hui. "This is my awakening method, called the Wandering Dragon Sea Suppressing Art. It is a supreme true method. When cultivated to the extreme, there is a ninety percent chance of awakening the spiritual beast bloodline."

"Supreme true method?"

Because Tsing Hui had already reached the peak of the Blood Transformation stage, and occasionally mingled in the Chaos Temple, he was well-informed and had a good understanding of awakening methods.

Awakening methods could be divided into ordinary methods, true arts, saint techniques, and divine scriptures. They corresponded to the four bloodlines of vicious beasts, spiritual beasts, sacred beasts, and divine beasts.

And each method could be divided into ordinary, superior, first-rate, top, and supreme according to the probability of awakening. Ordinary saint techniques had a ten percent chance of awakening the sacred beast bloodline, while supreme saint techniques had an eighty to ninety percent chance of awakening the sacred beast bloodline.

The Azure Dragon True Method that Tsing Hui had derived from the Longevity Art was an ordinary true method. When cultivated to perfection, there was a ten percent chance of awakening the sacred beast bloodline. The Hunyuan Heaven Sect's Black Hole True Method was a first-rate divine scripture. Although it was the most ordinary divine scripture and difficult to cultivate, there was still a ten percent chance of awakening the sacred beast kunpeng bloodline.

Methods above the Saint technique level were monopolized by the ten great sects. Anyone who dared to leak it would be hunted down by the ten great sects. Even the true methods that were circulated outside were of ordinary quality. The Zhuo family's Azure Dragon True Method was something that Nalan Fei had specially requested from the sect to repay a debt of gratitude. Even with her identity as a talented true disciple, she could only request an ordinary true method. From this, one could see how difficult it was to obtain a high grade true method.

But now...

Xin Long actually had a supreme true method in his hands?

Wait a minute.

A saint technique that only had a ten percent chance of awakening the sacred beast bloodline. Why would he spend so much effort to cultivate two meridians at the same time!?

"I've already given you a chance."

Tsing Hui's right hand slowly grasped the hilt of his sword.

Seeing this, Xin Long panicked and said, "Prince Tsing Hui, what is the meaning of this? I've already given you the true method you wanted..."

Clang!

In response, a sword was unsheathed.

"Wait a minute! I got it! I got it! I still have a saint technique! "

As Xin Long spoke, he pretended to search his body for a moment. Soon, he took out an ancient scroll filled with an ancient aura. "This is the Sky Peng Unhindered Art, a top-rate saint technique!"

A saint technique! And a top-rate saint technique that had a thirty percent chance of awakening the sacred beast bloodline!?

Recalling Xin Long's appearance when he took out this saint technique...

Tsing Hui seemed to have guessed something.

"You're a Son of Chaos?"

Xin Long's heartbeat instantly doubled, but he quickly controlled his abnormal emotions and forced a smile. "Prince Tsing Hui, you must be joking. What kind of people are Sons of Chaos? Every one of them can be called a genius blessed by the heavens. They have great opportunities and great fortune on them. As long as they don't die prematurely, they can easily attain immortality in the future. How could I have such an opportunity?"

"It looks like you've really obtained the inheritance of a Son of Chaos. What rank is he?"

Tsing Hui stared at Xin Long, his eyes gradually sharpening.

Under Qing Xu's gaze, Xin Long opened his mouth, and his voice gradually sank. He said with a hint of desperation, "I've obtained the legacy of a Class 5 Son of Chaos … I've retained two classes. The first class is comprehension, and the second class is space. Young master Qing Xu, don't try to force me into anything. We can just go down together. It won't be difficult for you to defeat me with your strength, but you definitely won't be able to capture me alive, let alone stop me from committing suicide. It'll be impossible for you to force the method to open the Chaos Divine Hall out of me. If that's the case, why don't I use great treasures to buy my life? If you spare my life, I'll give you all the treasures I've obtained.

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