Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 227: Thirst for Blood

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Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Thirst for Blood

Wan Jimie and Que De exchanged a glance. "First," Wan Jimie said, "the Ancestral Dragon Abyss is definitely not easy to enter. Even we aren’t sure we could get in. Second, you want to take on the entire Cyan Dragon Race alone? The Cyan Dragon Holy Land is a peerless Holy Land; it likely has many true Holy Dao Powerhouses!

"Although their strongest, Long Fengyang, seems to be only at the Half-step Holy Dao Realm, this is an age where Saints stay hidden.

"But if a real conflict breaks out, it’s hard to say what might happen.

"Besides, your Battle Power... you only have enough for a few strikes. You’re not a true Holy Dao Powerhouse. How could we rest easy letting you go challenge them all by yourself?

"The things we’ve been spreading are mostly just to build your reputation and establish your name as a deterrent. We can’t put the cart before the horse!"

Only now, as they discussed the matter, did they speak with genuine sincerity.

From their tone and the reverence for Long Qingzhuo in their words, Ye Tianling could vaguely tell that both Wan Jimie and Que De deeply respected, even worshipped, his mother.

They also seemed exceptionally fond of and concerned for Long Tianyu and Long Tianmo.

Recalling how Que Xinyan had secretly protected him multiple times on his journey, Ye Tianling now understood. ’Que De’s faction must be loyal to my mother.’

"Don’t we have Yue Lintian? Besides, I can just use Long Cangqian as leverage! You probably don’t know this, but back when Long Cangqian was still Ye Cangqian, I’m the one who shattered his Taotie Divine Blood. He originally couldn’t awaken it. It was only after I almost killed him, after he barely escaped death’s door, that he managed to activate it.

"I could kill him once, and I can do it again. Worst case, I’ll trade Long Cangqian’s life for Tianyu and Tianmo."

Ye Tianling said grimly.

"No, you can’t do that! If you can kill Long Cangqian, you must do it at once! Don’t leave him alive to cause trouble later!"

Que De interjected at once.

"Heh, you think I’m going to honor a deal with Long Fengyang? His promises are worthless. Once I’ve rescued Tianyu and Tianmo, the fact that I don’t grind Long Cangqian into dust will be me showing him mercy."

Ye Tianling said with a cold laugh.

"Er... then why even negotiate with him? You’re not going to honor your side of the deal either?"

Wan Jimie was left speechless.

"Oh, I’ll keep my word. Of course I will, heh heh."

Ye Tianling chuckled deviously and added, "I won’t kill Long Cangqian. But if my Divine Artifact decides to kill him, that has nothing to do with me. It will kill Long Cangqian, Devour his Taotie Divine Blood, and help me fuel a Blood Sacrifice for an Absolute Kill. I’m going to commit deicide!"

As he spoke, Ye Tianling brought out the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword.

The moment the sword appeared, Wan Jimie and Que De had little reaction, but Yue Lintian nearly pissed his pants in terror. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

THUD—

He dropped to his knees and began kowtowing to the sword in Ye Tianling’s hand.

Such was its supreme divine might.

Those in lower Realms couldn’t sense it, but for a being like a peak-level Spiritual Sacred Artifact—one that possessed a Holy Soul and an Independent Will—the vast, inviolable gap in hierarchy was brutally clear.

BUZZ—

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword let out a soft hum and trembled slightly. In response, Yue Lintian immediately performed three full bows and nine kowtows before rising carefully to his feet, his heart filled with gratitude.

"It’s really a Divine Artifact?"

Wan Jimie and Que De both gasped, instinctively retreating several steps.

The looks on their faces were a priceless mixture of shock and disbelief.

"Want to give it a try?"

Ye Tianling lightly released his grip.

BOOM—

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword plunged down from the air like a great mountain.

SHUNK—

The ground trembled as if struck by a massive earthquake.

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword, which had felt weightless in Ye Tianling’s hand, plunged a good half-meter deep into the ground and stood there, motionless.

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword—with its ancient, almost plain appearance and faint, translucent golden aura—now radiated an incomparably fearsome presence.

Ye Tianling hadn’t thought much of the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword’s power; to him, it was just a sharp blade he could use at will.

But Wan Jimie and Que De were now as tense as if facing a formidable foe, a strange hint of excitement glinting in their eyes.

"Let me try."

Wan Jimie, being older and more composed, felt an even deeper yearning. He was immediately eager to try.

Still, he first performed the grand rite of three kneelings and nine kowtows. Only then did he walk over respectfully, reaching out a trembling hand toward the hilt of the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword.

But before his hand could even get close...

BUZZ—

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword gave a slight tremor.

A ripple, seemingly gentle yet powerful enough to shatter the world, spread outward.

CRACK—

The very air seemed to tear as a terrifying aura pulsed from the sword.

PTHOO—

Struck as if by lightning, Wan Jimie froze on the spot. The web of his hand had split open, and his arm, dripping with blood, looked as if it were about to explode.

Utterly horrified, he shuddered before the impact sent him flying backward.

"So strong... So terrifying! That’s Divine Power! You... you... you’ve actually managed to refine this sword?"

Wan Jimie gasped, his voice trembling as he stared at Ye Tianling as if at some peerless monster.

Before, when Ye Tianling had said he could easily cut him down, Wan Jimie hadn’t believed it.

Now, he believed him.

With this sword alone, Ye Tianling could kill him in an instant.

"So you see, if I had eight Blood Moon Secret Realms to draw from, I could slaughter the entire Dragon Race!"

Ye Tianling nodded firmly, his gaze then falling upon the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword with gratitude.

BUZZ—

As if Sensing Ye Tianling’s gaze, the divine sword immediately hummed in response.

SHIIIING—

Dao Sounds blessed the space between Heaven and Earth as radiant, multicolored light descended, bathing Ye Tianling’s entire body.

Even Yue Lintian was startled by this, utterly shaken. A holy light began to flow from his eyes.

His posture, which had straightened slightly, immediately became stooped once more as he faced Ye Tianling with even greater humility and reverence.

Radiant light glowed; Daoist Chanting filled the air.

Dao Marks of dragons and phoenixes manifested around him, and the spectral image of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon appeared, blessing him with its Dao rhythm.

At this moment, Ye Tianling truly looked like a peerless, ancient War God who had descended upon the mortal realm.

At that moment, even the Little Fox, Ancient Fairy, was nearly captivated once more. She had to forcefully activate her Charm Talent just to break free from Ye Tianling’s terrifying allure. Even so, her heart fluttered wildly, and she desperately wished she could throw herself into his arms and offer herself to him completely.

’Sigh... Master is so exceptional. What will I do if he doesn’t like me in the future?’

Ancient Fairy was already starting to feel insecure.

Ye Tianling connected with the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword’s soul for a moment. He sensed a heart of Destruction, a thirst for battle.

The Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword longed to drink blood!

’A Destruction Sword Body? Does it carry a heart of Destruction? It’s a shame that according to the Dao Mark evolution of my Nine-Orifice Exquisite Heart, I still haven’t been able to form the Eye of Destruction.’

Ye Tianling murmured inwardly, communicating with the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword. ’This time, with the energy reserves of the Blood-Colored Crescent Secret Realm backing us, let’s have a real battle. Devour as much Energy as you can, so I can show off for a while. Let’s aim to crush the Dragon Race and shock the World. I want people to not just cry, but piss their pants at the mere mention of my name.’

As if it understood his words, the Xuanyuan Celestial Evil Sword began to tremble and hum, resonating with boundless excitement.

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