Almighty Genius

Chapter 2173 - 1667: Blood-Red Enigmatic Sword!

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However, the Ten Great Divine Weapons seem to be legendary... No one has seen their true form to this day.

Qin Fang had also tried to leverage connections to explore the secrets of these Ten Great Divine Weapons, yet they were not held by any museums or collectors, and it seemed that even some Martial Sects had never seen them.

Of course, such divine weapons would naturally not be easily revealed to the public.

Even those powerful Martial Sects, although they might secretly possess such divine weapons, would likely keep them hidden in their Treasure Repository, never using them, nor disclosing their existence.

This is why the legend of the Ten Great Divine Weapons has been passed down to this day, yet no one has ever seen them.

Gazing at this vast Sword Tomb, looking at the thousands of treasured swords before him, Qin Fang was murmuring in his heart... Perhaps here, he might witness the true appearance of the Ten Great Divine Weapons.

Qin Fang was not seeking to acquire or seize the Ten Great Divine Weapons; he merely wanted to see them.

Equipping the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword with those sword-making materials could forge a divine sword most suited for Qin Fang himself... naturally, there was no need to insist on using these ancient divine swords that might not necessarily suit oneself.

The treasured sword of a Sword Cultivator Expert must be suited to themselves...

Only a treasured sword that suits oneself can unleash the formidable strength of a Sword Cultivator Expert... That's why Sword Cultivator Experts come to the Sword Tomb to seek a sword, or even forge a treasured sword themselves, rather than opting for the best treasured sword for their personal weapon.

Though Qin Fang is not a sword cultivator, this principle applies to him as well.

"This sword is quite good, almost comparable to the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword..."

"This one can work too, though slightly inferior to the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword, it's not far behind!"

"This one... seems better than the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword! Unfortunately, it appears somewhat damaged, reducing its value quite a bit..."

As Qin Fang moved through the Sword Tomb, each time he approached a treasured sword, he would use his Scouting Skill to examine it, investigating the condition of each sword, and receiving the most accurate evaluations, thus having a very intuitive judgment.

"Hmm, this sword..."

However, while his progress had been smooth, upon encountering a very peculiar treasured sword, Qin Fang paused slightly, as this sword brought an exceptionally different sensation to him.

"Such a strong aura of hostility!"

This sword appeared somewhat worn, with some iron filings left on the blade, obscuring part of its true appearance... Yet, from the mottled rust, an inexplicably powerful hostile aura seeped through.

This aura of hostility was extremely strong, as if too much resentment had condensed on this sword, making this aura show no signs of fading even after thousands of years... It might also have something to do with the thin layer of rust.

But regardless of the reason, this sword made Qin Fang's mind slightly stir.

"Nameless Sword, buried by the thirty-third generation Dugu Jue!"

Looking at the label beside it, Qin Fang's eyebrows slightly furrowed.

This sword, surprisingly named Nameless, was unusual in itself... And the one who buried it was Dugu Jue, the last disciple of this Sword Sect's lineage.

"Dugu Jue... seems like I've heard this name before!"

When Qin Fang saw this name, he vaguely felt a sense of familiarity, as if there had been such a person in the history of the Martial World... However, this was just a faint impression and not particularly clear to Qin Fang.

With a flip of the wrist, the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword returned to the Props Box, as Qin Fang reached out single-handedly for this sword.

"Hiss~~~"

As soon as he grasped the hilt of the sword, an intense chill quickly seeped into Qin Fang's body through the palm of his hand, flowing throughout every position of his extraordinary meridians in an extremely short period.

The piercing chill made Qin Fang involuntarily take a deep breath...

Even a Grandmaster-level Expert might struggle to withstand such cold, hinting at how terrifying the weight of this sword's hostile aura must be!

"However, I can still manage to endure it!"

Fortunately, Qin Fang, capable of enduring the potent medicinal power of Golden Dragon Saliva, found the terrifying hostile aura of this sword not enough to overwhelm him... After briefly adapting to the discomfort, Qin Fang slowly acclimated to this coldness.

"Can't pull it out..."

After adapting to the chill, Qin Fang gripped the treasured sword but discovered in frustration that this seemingly inconspicuous treasured sword remained firmly embedded in the crevice of the stone, unmoved... No matter how much force Qin Fang applied, it displayed not the slightest movement.

Buzz~~~

However, Qin Fang was not about to give up, gripping the Nameless treasured sword tightly and infusing it with his True Qi suddenly.

Immediately, a dull sound echoed, resonate enough to leave Qin Fang's ears ringing, almost as if he had gone completely deaf... The sound continued to reverberate within the Sword Tomb, lingering for a long time without dissipating.

But the sword still remained tightly wedged in the stone crack, showing no sign of coming out!

Crack~~~

This time, however, there was some movement…

It seemed to be stirred by Qin Fang's strong True Qi, releasing a powerful and sharp Sword Qi, which directly shattered the thin layer of rust on the sword… and then slowly fell off from the sword.

As the rust fell off, the sword became gradually clearer…

"A blood-red sword body?"

Even Qin Fang could not help but exclaim in surprise, as this nameless treasured sword's blade actually revealed a bizarre blood-red color… appearing extremely strange, and at this moment, the sword was emitting an even stronger ominous energy.

"Huh…"

At this moment, just as Qin Fang felt the sword was incredibly eerie and sinister, he was shocked to find that the sword slowly detached itself from the stone crack… it actually was pulled out by Qin Fang!

To say the least, Qin Fang hadn't really exerted much effort this time, he had even given up on the motion of pulling the sword out… but it seems this sword sensed Qin Fang's thoughts, "automatically" moving into Qin Fang's hand.

"What a strange sword…"

The moment the sword entered his hand, the ice-cold chill vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed… instead, Qin Fang felt a strong impulse to get closer to it.

This feeling slightly constricted Qin Fang's mind, his expression changed slightly, and he felt a vague sense of danger. He murmured to himself, for this sword seemed quite extraordinary indeed.

Clang~~~

With the sword in hand, a gentle swing caused a faint sound akin to a dragon's roar, though not very distinct, it was still somewhat audible.

"What a fine sword!"

Undeniably, although the sword was somewhat sinister, it indeed was a fine sword, "It might not be inferior to my Flowing Shadow Divine Sword…"

Whoosh~~

Whether it was a moment of impulsiveness or intended, Qin Fang lightly swung the blood-colored longsword at a nearby sword of quite decent quality, infusing only a tiny bit of True Qi, and barely exerting strength.

Surprisingly, this blood-colored nameless treasured sword sliced through the nearby sword as if cutting tofu… the severed edge was remarkably smooth, Qin Fang barely felt any resistance!

"Sharp!"

Looking again at the sword in his hand, Qin Fang examined it closely, yet noticed no nick or flaw…

The sword that was cut was by no means ordinary, certainly considered top-grade, yet it still couldn't withstand the slash, further highlighting the sharpness of this blood-colored longsword, even potentially surpassing the Flowing Shadow Divine Sword!

"Huh, what's this?"

Quickly, Qin Fang noticed something unusual, his expression changing slightly as a bizarre red line seeped from his palm, gradually spreading up his arm.

With Little Dragon protecting him, Qin Fang feared no poison. Although not surprised when the red line appeared, he sought to understand its peculiarity… especially since it seemed to have an inexplicable connection with the mysterious longsword.

"Not poisonous?"

Soon, Qin Fang discovered that the red line was extremely strange, yet lacked any poison… at least Qin Fang sensed no poison present.

"What is happening here?"

This absence of poison puzzled Qin Fang even more.

"Hiss~~~"

Soon, however, Qin Fang realized the terrifying nature of this red line.

As it extended up his arm past the shoulder, it suddenly became fierce, transforming into a blade aimed straight at Qin Fang's heart… its sharp attack nearly unavoidable.

Qin Fang decisively closed his heart meridians, gathering True Qi to resist, also attempting to expel this bizarre red line from his body.

"Huh~~ What a cunning fellow!"

Yet, the red line seemed to possess life or intelligence, as it abandoned attacking the heart upon sensing Qin Fang's resistance, redirecting towards Qin Fang's head…

At the same time, Qin Fang clearly felt he was suddenly affected, his consciousness becoming hazy, as an inexplicable anger surged… peculiarly uncontrollable, seemingly beyond Qin Fang's own control.

"This sword has an issue!"

Qin Fang instantly knew, immediately wanting to release and discard the eerie blood-colored longsword… (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)