The Spirit World

Chapter 63 Bloodline Conflict and Swordsmanship
【Two days ago】

"Mingqiu! You'll never guess!" The Prime Minister ran outside the housekeeper's house. He looked anxious and quickly pushed open the door, which made a clanging sound. "Guess what the intelligence team found?" He looked very surprised and spoke out the news that made him so happy. "We found a guardian named [Sword of Zhaoguang] Ye Jinhe from ten years ago in a small town near the Nether Sea [Kongyun City]!"

"What! That's great!" The chief steward jumped up from his chair, and the things on his table quickly fell to the ground.

"I'm just about to rush to [Kongyun City], and was just about to ask you if you want to go with me!" The prime minister picked up the thing, took a look at it and said: "What are you doing with this? Is something wrong with the young master?" The prime minister looked at him with some surprise.

"No. I just want to make a good plan." The chief steward concealed something and went to get the thing.

"Tell the truth!" The prime minister held the thing and looked at him with an almost threatening look.

"The young master just awakened his bloodline yesterday. I'm afraid that everything will happen again... You know, that disaster..."

"What! Tan Mingqiu! I thought I brought you a big news, but you brought me even bigger news!" The Prime Minister stuffed the paper into his sleeve: "No, the method of suppressing the bloodline is too overbearing, you will ruin this child!"

"But everything is too dangerous! He still has a difficult mission to accomplish, how can he be burdened by his bloodline? Qingshan, I know you value this child very much. I care about him more than anyone else. Suppressing his bloodline is a better choice for him! Besides, this is the method with the least damage!" The chief steward grabbed the prime minister's hand with one hand to stop him from hiding the thing.

"I don't agree! Bloodline is something that no one can change. If you really want to do this for his own good, just let nature take its course! He should walk his own path!" The prime minister pulled hard, trying to pull the steward's hand away.

"The price of power will devour his mind! If he turns out to be the same as that person, everything will be too late!" The chief steward looked at the prime minister with an extremely firm look in his eyes.

That person almost brought Bailing Mountain to the brink of destruction. That desire for power was like an endless nightmare that appeared again and again, driving people crazy and losing their minds...

A hundred years ago, that man stared at the steward with bloodshot eyes. His thirst for power was a poison that had corroded his soul.

"No! You have to believe in him! He will definitely be able to get through it like his father! You have to believe in him! He will complete his mission one day!"

"Give it to me quickly! I don't want to explain to you! If you are a step late, all your efforts will be in vain!" The chief steward looked at the prime minister with tears in his eyes.

"Tan! Ming! Qiu! What's wrong with you?!" The prime minister looked at him with eyes as fierce as a tiger: "Why are you so confused all of a sudden?"

The chief steward sat down somewhat frustrated, knowing that he could not defeat this scoundrel. Looking at the flying birds outside the window, he said something that the prime minister would never forget in his life: "We can no longer afford to make mistakes..." He looked even older, and the flying bird landed on the window, then flapped its wings and flew away.

"From the battle of Tianhai to Talon, we have lost too much. There are few people of our generation, or even our descendants. The price we paid is too high. We can no longer afford to make mistakes!"

"No, you are wrong. We all volunteered to join this cause, even if it means we have to bear the consequences."

"..." The chief steward did not answer him, but just watched the bird return.

"If this fear can really be ended in our hands, it will also be an explanation to them. There is no such thing as making mistakes or not making mistakes. As long as there is a little bit of chips, we must bet that we will win, even if we lose nine out of ten times, but as long as we win that one time, they will never be able to turn things around!" The Prime Minister gently patted the chief steward on the shoulder: "Don't forget, I am here, you should tell him his mission as soon as possible, and the rest is up to fate!"

"..."

"I'm going to Kongyun City. Ye Jinhe doesn't want to follow the intelligence officers back, so I'm the only one who can go. You'd better stop thinking about these things. If I find out, I will pour out all your tea leaves and won't let you drink them!"

"..."

【Three days ago】【Bai Ling Mountain Library】

"Brother Yufeng, we have borrowed what you want!" Lin'er held two swords with exclusive Taoist gates on the scabbards. She placed the swords next to Chang Yufeng. The half-demon boy sat lazily on the steps holding the swords, and fell asleep with his back against the escalator.

"It was lent to us by the uncle who sweeps the floor. He also said that if we need anything, we can just go to him and get it! What a nice guy!" Erica also held a sword, which was obviously carefully selected by her. There was a "Zhao" character engraved on it, and the red tassel was very eye-catching. "Very good, I asked the old man Shu Weng for help, and he found a basic sword manual that is very easy to learn. Let's study it together to prepare for the battle against Qilin Jar tomorrow."

"Who is this?" Lin'er asked. She only then saw the girl behind Grandpa Shu Weng. She was wearing a white mask with a red spider lily on it, which was very eye-catching. She was wearing a gorgeous dress of a singer, and looked very beautiful.

"Oh, her last name is Xu Wenwen. She is a rather shy girl. She has been hiding behind Grandpa Bookkeeper since she entered the library. She may be afraid of boys. Erica, go and call her over."

"it is good"

Erica ran to Xu Wenwen happily and said something. Xu Wenwen glanced at Chang Yufeng and slowly walked over.

"Hello, I... My name is Xu Wenwen, I..."

"Hello, my name is Chang Yufeng! Nice to meet you"

"Well...I...I also..."

Erica pushed Chang Yufeng to the side, and Lin'er also greeted Xu Wenwen.

"Brother, please don't make things difficult for her! I think she has androphobia, which is very difficult to cure!" Erica said in a low voice so that no one else could hear.

"Really? So, then you should take better care of her." Chang Yufeng looked at Xu Wenwen and shook his head. This was the first time he had heard of such a rare disease.

"Yeah!" Erica blinked, and Chang Yufeng smiled politely at Xu Wenwen, who immediately blushed. Erica elbowed Chang Yufeng, but Chang Yufeng didn't react. She was very confused. Normally, he should look at her in pain at this time, but today he didn't. Instead, Chang Yufeng walked over and picked up the sword: "Then let's start learning the basic swordsmanship!"

Erica drew her sword in confusion, and the huge blue sea began to appear in every corner of the library. In the blue sea, a little man appeared for each set of sword techniques. The three of them began to learn them in an imitative manner. Lang Yishuweng knocked the half-demon boy on the head, and the boy woke up and started to learn. Xu Wenwen, standing behind Lin'er, also started to learn.

On the second day of training, everyone followed Lang Yishuweng's Blue Ocean to learn swordsmanship. Besides that, they also practiced how to manipulate the dust to accumulate into new shapes.

As Chang Yufeng was learning swordsmanship, he felt a warm current rushing through his meridians and reaching his dantian. The two kinds of spiritual power continued to condense and improve. When he was not doing anything to condense the spiritual power, his body was condensing and absorbing the spiritual power on its own. The spiritual energy of this library entered his body bit by bit.

Gradually, his sword-wielding hand became more skillful, and he even connected the movements, dancing with the sword in the library. The blue spiritual energy flashed through the sword in an instant. Lang Yishu Weng looked at him and frowned slightly.

Chang Yufeng actually felt refreshed all over his body. The surge of power was enough to prove that he was getting stronger. He was overjoyed.

The half-demon boy was a little surprised when he saw his nimble figure. Could this man be a real genius?
Erica studied hard. She was a little thin, and the sword she chose was too big. But she did not watch others learn, but kept practicing on her own.

Lin'er's all-seeing hand also transformed into two swords, standing behind her, like her guardian angel. She looked resolute and surprisingly heroic.

Xu Wenwen displayed a completely different sword technique in the Blue Ocean. It could be said that her talent was fully qualified, except that her sword was covered with red demonic power, which was very strange.

Chang Yufeng felt this power and had a bad premonition, but he couldn't put it into words. He was a little confused about gaining power all of a sudden, but then he became happy. Now he was a little scared because he felt that he might still have some residual demonic energy, just like Xu Wenwen, who was the reason for his instant power.

The sword blossomed in his hand. It was hard to imagine that this was the first time he touched a Chinese sword. He also practiced swordsmanship in the Principality of Allan, but that was more like a heavy sword.

Lin'er looked at him, frowning even more. Chang Yufeng smiled at her, and Lin'er responded to him, but this time, her smile was ugly.

(End of this chapter)