My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen glanced at her, his tone flat and indifferent: "Which time?"

"Three hundred years ago, a meteorite fell from the sky into the East China Sea. My Qin family ancestor spent ten years of his life melting the meteorite and igniting the earth's fire to forge the 'Sea-Suppressing Halberd'."

Qin Xianglan took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions. "On the day the halberd was completed, giant waves surged across a hundred miles of sea, and ten thousand fish leaped out of the water to pay homage—a truly extraordinary phenomenon. But that was only the commotion within a hundred miles. As for your sword…"

She looked around, her gaze sweeping over the shattered remains of weapons scattered on the ground, her tone growing increasingly solemn: "Merely awakening, yet it can make all weapons bow down, sword spirits resonate, and its oppressive aura shake the entire weapon-forging room... This has long transcended the realm of ordinary weapons; it is a true ancient divine weapon!"

Xiao Chen remained silent, his palm pressed tightly against the hilt of the sword, clearly feeling the pulse emanating from its blade. The rhythm was like the heartbeat of a vibrant life, warm and powerful, as if an ancient dragon truly slumbered within the sword.

But this force is unruly and violent.

When Xiao Chen tried to inject a wisp of true energy into the sword, attempting to gain initial control over it, a fierce resistance suddenly erupted and rebounded violently! The hilt of the sword trembled wildly in his palm, emitting a piercing buzz, like an offended beast roaring angrily, refusing to be tamed.

"Still not convinced?" A cold glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes, and a chilling smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The next second, his aura suddenly changed drastically! The vast and boundless divine energy no longer restrained itself, but surged out along his meridians, condensing into a visible cyan stream in his palm. The stream swirled and coiled, transforming into sharp energy chains that fiercely bound the sword hilt.

"Om...!"

The Reverse Scale Sword resisted more fiercely, its blade gleaming with a bright blue light that was almost blinding!
A phantom image of a blue dragon suddenly burst out from the sword, hovering above the weapon-forging room. Its eyes were wide open in anger, its golden pupils filled with violence and majesty. A terrifying pressure, like a mountain collapsing, instantly enveloped the entire space.

Qin Xianglan let out a muffled groan, her body uncontrollably staggering back three steps, her back slamming heavily against the stone wall, and a trickle of blood immediately spilled from the corner of her mouth.

She was only at the Heavenly River Realm, and under the pressure of such an ancient divine weapon, she could hardly stand up. Her blood and qi surged, and she almost knelt on the ground.

In contrast, Xiao Chen remained completely still, as if the overwhelming pressure had nothing to do with him.

He raised his eyes to meet the dragon shadow in the sky, his gaze as cold as a knife, his voice carrying an undeniable domineering tone: "A mere Reverse Scale Sword dares to be presumptuous before me, attempting to devour its master?"

Before he could finish speaking, he clenched his right hand tightly!

"Click..."

A crisp sound broke the silence. It wasn't the hilt that shattered, but the sound of the invisible shackles binding the Azure Dragon Sword Spirit within the sword being forcibly broken!

The azure energy in his palm surged instantly, flooding the sword like a tidal wave and colliding fiercely with the violent power within it.

Xiao Chen's heart was filled with murderous intent: If he couldn't even subdue a sword, how could he possibly wipe out the ferocious Prison Clan? And how could he possibly take his wife back from the powerful Spirit Realm?
"Submit to me...!"

Xiao Chen roared, and his divine energy surged wildly once again. An aura far purer and more ancient than before erupted from his body, like ancient divine thunder, and fiercely crushed the Azure Dragon Sword Spirit within the sword.

The dragon shadow let out a silent roar and struggled desperately, but under the suppression of this unparalleled power, its light gradually dimmed, its body continued to shrink, and finally it turned into a stream of blue light, unwillingly sinking back into the sword.

The sword's cry abruptly ceased.

The Reverse Scale Sword lay quietly in Xiao Chen's palm, offering no resistance whatsoever. The azure aura around the sword also softened, gently swirling as if showing goodwill to its new master. A mere Reverse Scale, daring to defy the heavens?
Xiao Chen felt disdain.

He had only used one ten-thousandth of his power to easily suppress this so-called ancient divine weapon.

To him, the Reverse Scale Sword was nothing more than a convenient toy; but to ordinary martial artists, and even to cultivators in the Ancient Sea Secret Realm, it was a top-tier treasure, enough to rank among the top ten treasures of the secret realm.

"Mr. Xiao..." Qin Xianglan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her face still showing worry, and asked cautiously, "Are you alright?"

Xiao Chen shook his head slightly, his gaze returning to the sword.

At this moment, the rust on the Reverse Scale Sword has been completely peeled away, revealing its true form... a section of the sword body, dark blue like the deep night sky, is covered with fine silver patterns. The patterns intertwine and entwine, resembling both a vast star map and some kind of ancient rune that has been lost for thousands of years, mysterious and majestic.

"Continue." Xiao Chen sheathed the Reverse Scale Sword, his voice regaining its previous calm. "What do we need to sharpen this sword?"

Qin Xianglan composed herself, suppressing her shock, and led Xiao Chen deeper into the weapon-forging chamber. Beyond the central, blazing bronze furnace, a hidden stone staircase led downwards.

"The true 'hidden edge' is on the third underground level," Qin Xianglan explained as they walked. "My Qin family has a thousand-year history, and all the rare and precious materials and ancient weapon fragments collected by our ancestors are hidden there. The main materials needed for the 'Sharpening the Reverse Scale Sword' should also be there."

At the end of the passage stood an incredibly heavy black iron gate, intricately carved with ancient weapon-forging runes, exuding a faint, ancient aura.

Qin Xianglan took out a uniquely shaped key from her bosom... It wasn't made of metal, but rather a piece of smooth, jade-like finger bone, also engraved with tiny runes. She slowly inserted the finger bone into the groove on the door and gently turned it.

"Click."

With a crisp click of the mechanism, the heavy iron door slowly opened inward, and an even richer spiritual energy and ancient aura rushed out from behind the door.

The sight behind the door caused Xiao Chen's pupils to shrink almost imperceptibly.

This is an open space about half the size of a football field, with a dome more than ten meters high. The four walls are intricately carved with dense grids, and each grid contains a strange object...

Whether it's a rusty, broken divine weapon, a strange mineral emitting a faint glow, or an ancient object with a bizarre shape and unclear purpose, each piece exudes the vicissitudes and mystery of time.

But what is most captivating is the solitary stone platform in the center of the space.

The stone platform is dark red all over, its color so deep it seems to have been soaked in countless drops of blood, a color that has not faded even after thousands of years. On the platform lies a "stone," yet it is by no means an ordinary stone.

It is about one meter long and half a meter wide, and its entire body is as black as ink, but its surface is filled with tiny starlight, as if a condensed night sky is embedded in it.

Even more bizarrely, the Reverse Scale Sword at Xiao Chen's waist began to tremble violently and uncontrollably as soon as he stepped into this space... This was not the resistance he had shown before, but a kind of almost greedy... desire.

"This is a 'meteorite core'."

Qin Xianglan's voice rang out. (End of Chapter)