Eternal Saber-Chapter 370 - 87: Scared, Really Scared

"I didn’t expect something like this would happen."

"Yes, in previous genius battles, there have been deaths, but who would have thought Tsukiyama Tairou would die during this one, and by his own hand no less."

"It’s said that the Moonlit Sword is a cursed blade. Those without enough cultivation who attempt to wield it will fall ill or die suddenly. It seems this sword truly is inauspicious."

"Just now this sword ended up in Murong Haitang’s hands. Does that mean he’ll also..."

Hum around the venue engaged in excited discussion, whispering among themselves.

Some felt pity for Tsukiyama Tairou, while many others were caught up in talk of the ominous, making it sound more mystical.

For this matter, it wasn’t just Moon Night Warehouse; the other three Military Lords were also well aware.

The so-called curse was nothing more than a rumor intentionally spread by the Moon Night Race.

First, to add an air of mystery to the Divine Artifact.

Second, to deter others who might have designs on this Divine Artifact.

Up in the pavilion, Amaterasu Chizuru stood silently, passing through the corridor, and walked downward.

The Master of Ceremonies seemed to realize something.

At the same time, Murakumo Kyo also emerged from the crowd.

The two of them, along with Tsukiyama Tairou, were renowned as the three great geniuses seen once in a century on the Celestial Cauldron Continent.

With Tsukiyama Tairou’s death, even though it didn’t comply with the rules of the genius battle, they felt they had to stand up for the honor of martial arts on the Celestial Cauldron Continent!

"Look, Ah Jing is taking the stage!"

"Look over there, Chizuru is coming down too!"

"Murakumo Kyo, Chizuru, they are the last hope for our martial arts on the Celestial Cauldron Continent!"

"Rest assured, Ah Jing and Chizuru will definitely not lose!"

The audience pinned all their hopes on Murakumo Kyo and Amaterasu Chizuru.

"I am Murakumo Kyo."

After stepping onto the stage, Murakumo Kyo cupped his hands in salute and said, "You’ve just fought with many people, you should take a break."

"That’s not necessary."

Chen Tang probed, "Are you going to use the Clouds Gathering Saber?"

"Hmm?"

Murakumo Kyo frowned, shook his head, and said, "The Clouds Gathering Saber is a Divine Artifact passed down from the Sea God. Even the Grandmaster was unable to draw it out or wield it. How could I use it?"

"Then forget it, there’s no need to fight."

Chen Tang waved his hand.

Even if Murakumo Kyo could wield the Clouds Gathering Saber, he should be cautious.

After just absorbing the power of the Moonlit Sword, the three forces within his Dantian were in a delicate balance.

If he were to truly absorb the power of the Clouds Gathering Saber, it would undoubtedly disrupt this balance; what might happen, no one knew.

Right now, there’s no need to take this risk.

"What do you mean!"

Murakumo Kyo’s face showed annoyance as he said, "Do you think just because I don’t use the Clouds Gathering Saber, I’m not your match? Murong Haitang, you underestimate people!"

"You’ve misunderstood."

Chen Tang feigned sadness, sighed, and said, "I intended to learn from the major schools of martial arts on the Celestial Cauldron Continent and spar with its heirs to mutually validate our martial arts. But who would’ve thought, Tsukiyama Tairou died unexpectedly; this was never my intention, alas."

With that, Chen Tang, disinterested, flicked his sleeves and left.

Murakumo Kyo was stunned.

The audience was also left in shock on the spot.

Listening to Chen Tang’s words, everyone seemed able to sense his regret over Tsukiyama Tairou’s death.

It appeared that Tsukiyama Tairou’s death had a considerable impact on him as well.

This was entirely unlike the arrogant demeanor Chen Tang had shown earlier.

For a moment, people couldn’t tell which was the real Murong Haitang.

"Wait..."

Murakumo Kyo was the first to react, quickly calling Chen Tang back, "Weren’t you just vying for the first in the genius battle?"

"It’s all just empty honors. It’s not worth fighting for."

Chen Tang placed his hands behind his back, looking calm.

Murakumo Kyo: "..."

So, he just doesn’t want to fight?

In fact, Chen Tang didn’t care much about the title of number one in the genius battle.

The only thing he cares about are the two Divine Artifacts.

Now that he has gotten one, it’s best to stop while he’s ahead.

Continuing to fight would only bring unforeseen changes and further increase the conflicts with forces on the Celestial Cauldron Continent, which would outweigh any benefits.

Therefore, from start to finish, he moves with extreme precision, only injuring and defeating his opponents, just to the point without taking their lives.

After all, this is the Celestial Cauldron Continent.

Even with Shen Che’s protection, he couldn’t run rampant and kill arbitrarily.

Tsukiyama Tairou’s death was truly an accident.

Amaterasu Chizuru saw Chen Tang’s reaction, and a sudden insight flashed in her mind.

She recalled the scene in the Amaterasu Palace, where he picked up the Celestial Mirror.

His arrogant ignorance forced the Moon Night Race to bring out the Moonlit Sword, which he promptly took in hand.

Just now, he also seemed interested in the Clouds Gathering Saber...

Amaterasu Chizuru thought of a terrifying guess!

"Boo!"

The audience, seeing Chen Tang avoiding battle, couldn’t help but boo.

"Murong Haitang, you’re afraid, aren’t you!"

"Yes, coming up with excuses, saying it’s just a name, yet still acting so adamant!"

"Murong Haitang is scared, haha!"

"Go ahead, call out! Weren’t you arrogant and tough just a moment ago!"

Having been taunted by Chen Tang’s derision of the Celestial Cauldron Continent’s martial arts, the crowd held a grudge.

Now they finally had the chance to unleash their frustration onto Chen Tang.

Some of the remarks were extremely harsh, even causing Murakumo Kyo to frown slightly.

Chen Tang, however, appeared calm and collected, folding his hands slightly to those around him, offering a small smile as he said, "Earlier, my words got away from me. The martial arts of the Celestial Cauldron Continent truly are formidable. I fear, I fear."

Chen Tang believed that within the venue, there surely were spies from the Hermit Continent.

So far, martial arts like the Lion’s Roar, which were easily revealing, he had restrained from using.

The sky outside was growing dark, and it was best to leave early.

There was no need to waste time on an empty title.

This response from Chen Tang left Amaterasu Chizuru somewhat baffled.

This man, not long ago, was overbearing, dismissive of others, extremely arrogant.

He had achieved consecutive victories, unstoppable, yet now he acted humble and cautious...

Amaterasu Chizuru refused to believe this person would be afraid.

Could he truly be thinking that Murakumo Kyo wasn’t worth his attention?

"We can’t let him leave!"

Within the Moon Night Race, someone shouted.

With Tsukiyama Tairou’s death, they naturally didn’t want Chen Tang to just leave.

"Ah Jing, he just belittled our martial arts of the Celestial Cauldron Continent. We have to teach him a lesson!"

"We must make him submit!"

"Right! Show him the true martial arts of the Celestial Cauldron Continent!"

"This person clearly won, yet he said our martial arts of the Celestial Cauldron Continent are formidable, claiming he’s scared. Clearly, he’s being dismissive!"

Chen Tang’s response instead aroused the audience’s emotions.

The Vice Master of Ceremonies also straightened his back, standing firm, and shouted, "Indeed! This person was so arrogant just now, insulting our Celestial Cauldron Continent’s martial arts. We can’t let him leave so easily!"

"Ah Jing, keep him here!"

Murakumo Kyo nodded, his figure flickered, and intercepted Chen Tang just before he stepped off the stage.

Chen Tang sighed softly, rotated his neck, and muttered, "If you insist on this, then don’t blame me..."