Chapter 5: The Sword's Arrival in a Dream
It seemed overly sentimental, but in reality, if the ancestor had not appeared, Taiwu's self-destruction would have become Lian Yun's eternal inner demon! Sooner or later, it could lead Lian Yun to unbearable pain and even madness.
However, without the sword-forging ancestor, his eyes returned to their dull state. He offered no response to Lian Yun and did not leave.
Thus, Lian Yun stood up again and bowed, saying, "The Taiwu Sword Spirit has self-destructed because of me. Since it has not completely dissipated, I do not wish for it to lose everything. This sword shall be named Wu Tai!"
Lin Feiyu and the other five brothers instantly facepalmed, their expressions filled with helplessness. They truly could not praise their cousin's naming ability.
Lin Nan also looked at his cousin with an expression of disappointment.
As for Mu Realm's reaction, it was somewhat unique. He first paused slightly, then revealed a smile. It seemed he felt that no one was perfect, including the Cloud Emperor, which made him feel a bit more connected.
Meanwhile, the Wu Tai in Lian Yun's hand trembled lightly, exuding a sense of joy.
The ancestor nodded in approval and commented, "Taiwu originally held supreme significance, while Wu Tai can also be seen as standing alone, unique and unparalleled! Excellent!"
"The ancestor is wise!"
Lin Feiyu and the Lin Family's Six Sons bowed respectfully, but their expressions were a mix of laughter and tears.
Clearly, Lian Yun had merely reversed the name Taiwu to Wu Tai. They were certain that Lian Yun had no special intention behind naming the sword Wu Tai; however, since the ancestor praised it so highly, they could only agree that the ancestor was indeed wise.
Lian Yun scratched his head in embarrassment and bowed again, saying, "Ancestor, you flatter me!"
Yet the ancestor's eyes returned to their dull state as he turned to leave, causing the temperature around them to drop sharply.
At this moment, Wan Yi, who had been standing slightly behind the ancestor all along, finally turned back after seeing him off. He clasped his hands toward Lian Yun and said, "Congratulations to the Cloud Emperor on acquiring such an extraordinary sword!"
"Thank you, senior!" Lian Yun replied with a bow.
Although it was unclear whether Wan Yi had invited the ancestor in a special way, the current feeling of congratulations was enough for Lian Yun to express his gratitude.
Wan Yi slightly shook his head and turned his gaze towards Mu Realm.
Lian Yun also turned to look at Mu Realm, who held a long sword made of black iron, radiating Spiritual Energy, and asked, "May I ask the name of your spiritual sword, Brother Mu?"
"It calls itself Now Absolute."
"Now Absolute—what a great name!" Lin Feiyu exclaimed.
Now Absolute, unparalleled in this era, carried a sense of living in the moment while embodying an essence that no Ancients had ever achieved before. As a name for a spiritual sword, it was indeed quite fitting; at least it sounded better than Wu Tai, right?
Lian Yun said, "Congratulations, Brother Mu, on acquiring the treasure sword Now Absolute!"
"Same to you!"
Mu Realm was clearly a man of few words; if not for Lian Yun's inquiry, he likely would not have responded at all.
However, Lin Nan interjected, "Wan Senior, why don't you compliment Brother Mu? Since Brother Mu has gained the recognition of the spiritual sword Now Absolute, he will surely be able to cultivate Sword Intent in the future!"
Wan Yi shook his head and replied, "His character is too strong and stubborn. Even if he has great talent in swordsmanship, achieving Sword Intent will not be easy; the main issue is that he is unwilling."
"Indeed!" Mu Realm surprisingly admitted this without any hint of softness.
After all, distinguishing one's own Sword Intent would weaken one's innate sword talent. Not sharing it was only natural; thus, Lin Feiyu and the others would not think less of Mu Realm.
Yet Mu Realm himself felt a bit surprised. It seemed he hadn't expected Lin Feiyu and the others to acknowledge his thoughts and not harbor any rejection towards him. However, he chose to remain silent.
Soon, the group of eight bowed and took their leave from Wan Yi.
After walking a few steps, Mu Realm turned to glance at Lian Yun, his eyes filled with a mix of astonishment and a desire to assert dominance.
This was because with each step Lian Yun took, he left a deep footprint on the ground, indicating that Wu Tai was indeed very heavy.
At least it weighed no less than a thousand pounds, yet Lian Yun's form and aura showed no signs of being affected.
Thus, Mu Realm could only harbor a sense of astonishment, speculating that Lian Yun possessed an incomprehensible strength.
As everyone continued forward and time passed, the look of surprise on Mu Realm's face only grew. Even Lin Feiyu and the others showed expressions of shock.
This was due to the fact that with every step Lian Yun took, his footprints became shallower. By the time they had not yet reached halfway to the Sword Seeking Platform, Lian Yun had already managed to walk as if it were ordinary. When they reached the halfway point, he was able to move without leaving any trace at all.
Not leaving a trace was one thing; Lin Feiyu and the others were also in this state. However, when Lian Yun had passed two-thirds of the journey, he exhibited a slight buoyancy that left everyone stunned.
While the spirit sword itself possessed some flying capability, it was limited and essentially lacked any carrying capacity. Moreover, the sword spirit of Wutai Sword had likely not awakened yet, making it impossible for it to lift Lian Yun's body.
The only explanation for this was that Lian Yun's Sword Intent was continuously soaring.
"Having such a relative must be quite painful for you," Mu Realm suddenly remarked.
Lin Feiyu and the others immediately nodded vigorously.
Looking at Mu Realm's face still stained with blood, there was a sense of camaraderie akin to finding a kindred spirit.
A companion walking right beside you can suddenly show explosive growth in strength without you even noticing; the pressure that brings is immense.
Moreover, for Lin Feiyu and the others, today's Lian Yun was relatively manageable. Three years ago, there were times when Lin Feiyu and the others could hardly afford to relax for even a moment.
They truly feared that in the blink of an eye, they would be surpassed by their own cousin.
At thirteen, Upper Tier King C was already a formidable force, and if it weren't for his lack of combat ability, even if Lian Yun had managed to rise a rank back then, he would not have been able to control the power of a Second-Rank Monarch.
Achieving such a status at thirteen is something that over ninety percent of Armed Ghost Hunters would never attain in their lifetime; his rate of progress is unimaginable.
One can only imagine how painful it must be for Lin Feiyu and the other cousins of Lian Yun.
However, the current Lian Yun showed no reaction to Lin Feiyu and the others' words or expressions. He seemed solely focused on moving forward, a light smile on his face as he gazed ahead.
This was because he felt that the Wutai Sword in his hand was perfectly suited for him.
With a weight of three thousand jin, it continuously stabilized his strength, allowing him to stand firm. The blade, four fingers wide, was just the right size for him, and the hilt fit his palm perfectly. The deep black color was also to his liking.
It couldn't be more suitable.
Yet, regarding Lian Yun's demeanor and his disregard for them, Lin Wuji commented, "This must be daydreaming!"
At this point, the group of eight arrived near the Divine Sword Platform and once again heard the thunderous Howling of Ghosts and Wolves.
(End of Chapter)
Comment 0 Comment Count