Ch. 20.2 The Sword Of Destiny

Translated By: zyzy

Edited By: Crystal Crater

Liu Qing Yin turned away and gritted her teeth. She could faintly taste blood in her mouth.

An hour or two had passed with them wandering in the labyrinth of underground tunnels when finally Wei Liang tore down the final wall.

Suddenly they could see!

Lights on all four walls were burning bright. Coffins were packed together in this cavernous underground chamber.

The original passage that led to this underground tomb was sealed. The demons were not a race that excelled in exploration, and they only knew to sweep by like locusts, destroying everything in sight. It was the reason why the Wu’s underground tomb was still intact.

Niches lined neatly on the stone wall, displaying memorial tablets of the Wu’s ancestors.  Below them, the bronze statue of the heroic antecedent, Wu Ni Shui, stood. An orange and red light intertwined in the palms of the statue pulsed slowly.

The seed really was here.

Even Lin Jiu, an inexperienced verse-traveller, knew that the spirit medicine before her was unlike any other.

It was incredible.

Its shape resembled an orchid, suspended in midair between the bronze hand of Wu Ni Shui. It was enveloped in a warm orange glow that added a coat of luster to the century-old war hero.

Beaming with joy, Liu Qing Yin rushed forward. She stopped underneath the seed and glanced backward at Wei Liang. “Master! We found it!”

She wanted to reach out for it, but her expression changed all of a sudden.

“This…this is…”

Other than the orange glow illuminating the seed, there was a layer of light red as blood. It was smothering the orange light the seed emitted.

Surprise surfaced on the planes of Wei Liang’s face, a rare look. He held Lin Jiu and together they stepped forward and observed.

“The grudge of the undead.”

Lin Jiu looked as if she heard the majestic war song again. She fixed her stare at the red light, and a sword erratically flashed across her vision.

Sword? What sword?

She blinked, and the illusions vanished, leaving only a faint buzz in her ears.

“Master, I can sense the spirit medicine and it is expecting that I will free it from its bind! Or, should I try to obtain it by force?” Liu Qing Yin raised her left hand, a small crescent moon appeared at her fingertip.

Lin Jiu couldn’t help raising her brows slightly.

Not bad, not bad at all. Liu Qing Yin’s strategy of forcibly recognizing the Master was superb.

Wei Liang’s thin lips twitched and his pitched black eyes gleamed with mockery. “Once it merges with the grudges of the undead, it will turn poisonous.”

“Then what should be done?” Liu Qing Yin frowned. “No one knows how long it will take for the grudges of the undead to dissipate, as it depends on how deep their grudges went. We can’t wait here forever, can we? Huh. If this is the Wu’s underground tomb, and all the heroes of every generation are here, why would there be any resentments?”

She pondered for a moment. “That’s not right either. Wu Meng Xia would not have been oblivious to the grudges if they existed from the start. Why would he hide the seed here then?”

The warsong started again in Lin Jiu’s ear. Something strange was calling out for her.

“Can I try?” Lin Jiu said. She looked up at Wei Liang. “If there’s something wrong, save me as soon as possible.”

Wei Liang wanted to laugh. He couldn’t help but raised his hand and patted her head. Liu Qing Yin looked away furiously.

She’s acting all weak again! She’s acting all weak again! Not one bit of arrogance is showing! And the Master buys it!

Lin Jiu raised her hands and warily approached the red light.

The moment her fingertip made first contact, a sharp buzz filled her head. A peculiar pull tugged against Lin Jiu and engulfed her whole, sending her crashing to another dimension!

Her entire vision turned red.

The sky, the earth, and the sea of skeletons were red.

Lin Jiu gasped, and took a few steps back.

Crack—ka

A white bone was crushed beneath her foot.

Her scalp went numb. She stared straight ahead. Around a meter before her, a few skeletons had their backs to her. To her relief, they were focused on charging forward and didn’t notice the unexpected guest behind them.

Lin Jiu lifted her head, and looked towards the direction where the skeletons were rushing.

She could only make out a snow-white mountain standing out like a sore thumb in this crimson world.

Atop the peak of the snow-white mountain, there was a slender ray of bright red light, just like the light filtered through stained glass.

Her heart skipped a beat—the sword! This was the sword she saw ebbing in and out of her vision in the underground tomb!

Could this be her destined magical weapon?

She could feel her soul burning.

But…as she looked towards the body of red skeletons bolting towards the sword, she felt a wave of confusion.

She was just a foundation cultivator, a useless nobody who didn’t have any skills. For her to fight a million of these skeletons to get the sword? She couldn’t afford it. She couldn’t. Her best option was to leave.

She took another step back and her shoulder was met with a strong chest.

Wei Liang?!

Lin Jiu was filled with joy and turned to look back—

Only to see a pair hallowed burgundy eyes socket staring back down at her.