Chapter 760: Chapter 758: The Curse of Shattering (Part Seventeen) (Extra for Alliance Leader “Wanguo Taiyue” 2/2)_1 Chapter 760: Chapter 758: The Curse of Shattering (Part Seventeen) (Extra for Alliance Leader “Wanguo Taiyue” 2/2)_1 “Who says it won’t work?”
In the face of Chang Mo’s skepticism, Fu Qian rebutted quite naturally.
“Isn’t it just like Ni Huayuan’s two hounds, they were chopped after phasing through the wall, weren’t they?”
How could that be the same!
This assertion left Chang Mo first dumbfounded, then he couldn’t help but roar inwardly.
Just because those two hounds were cut down after phasing through walls, how could one conclude that the target could phase through walls too?
Moreover, if the target was really like those two hounds, intangible and able to phase through walls at will, what would be the point in chasing them this whole way?
The target could just burrow into any place, and one could search for a year without finding them.
How can you be so stupid as to ask that kind of question!
Wait a minute, how could a demigod possibly be that stupid!
In the next moment, Chang Mo had a revelation, realizing why Fu Qian had said that–he had no intention whatsoever of exerting himself in Ni Huayuan’s plan.
Exploring or searching for something, he had his own ideas.
He was just spouting nonsense with his eyes open, simply looking for an excuse to go below.
It seemed like a good opportunity to go separate ways with this guy.
Subconsciously glancing at Ji Liushuang, Chang Mo noticed that she, usually so icy-smart, not only had clear eyes at the moment but also nodded unconsciously, as if she deeply agreed with Fu Qian’s statement.
…
The unworthy disciple, indeed, wants to follow this guy!
Chang Mo roared inwardly once again, and the thought of returning the way they came with Ji Liushuang disappeared.
Given Ji Liushuang’s usual performance, she certainly wouldn’t think this student was too dumb to realize what was going on, and her unquestioning expression already indicated her attitude.
The girl didn’t want to leave, and it would be pointless for her to go alone.
“These things won’t be easy to clear away.”
Taking a deep breath, Chang Mo quickly shifted his mindset and pointed out the difficulties in Fu Qian’s plan.
“Given the age of the ruins, making too much noise might not be safe down here.”
“That’s true indeed.”
This time Fu Qian agreed with her notion.
“But I’m not planning to clear them away.”
The next moment, he stomped on the ground beneath his feet.
“As I said before, judging from the structure, there should be at least one more layer underneath.”
“You’re planning to break through it directly?”
Watching Fu Qian trample around on the stone floor, Chang Mo and her companion understood his intention.
In response to their question, Fu Qian only snorted coldly, not bothering to answer.
The next moment, under the astonished gazes of the two, Fu Qian’s left sleeve silently tore into pieces.
What was revealed next was surprising–a gigantic, oddly-shaped massive blade.
Over one meter in length, it was pitch-black all over, with one side featuring a dark red razor edge, looking ferociously bizarre.
Am I remembering this right? This was just a hand a moment ago, wasn’t it? How did it turn into such a menacing weapon so quickly?
What kind of Sword Path is this guy on, too sinister by half!
Witnessing this scene, Chang Mo let out a mental scream for a moment.
By contrast, Ji Liushuang seemed much calmer, only her eyes flickering slightly, as if confirming a certain suspicion.
“Take my strike!”
Fu Qian, however, paid no heed to their thoughts, and after a shout, swung his left arm with full momentum, slashing down with a massive cleave.
Accompanied by a slight ringing sound, this ancient stone floor, lasting for a millennium, was directly torn open by a deep fissure.
There really is a space below!
Chang Mo’s position as a Swordsmanship Department instructor was no charade; just by the feedback from the sound alone, she knew the gigantic blade had pierced the stone floor and entered a cavity.
As the person involved, Fu Qian didn’t say another word, promptly withdrew his left arm, and struck several more times in quick succession.
In the blink of an eye, a standard equilateral triangle appeared before Ji Liushuang and her companion.
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This shape, why does it feel so obsessively symmetrical!
Chang Mo couldn’t figure out why her mind was fixated on this.
And amidst her astonishment, Fu Qian’s left hand had already melted like wax, quickly merging back into his body, restoring his arm’s shape in a moment’s glance.
“Under the heavens, having the honor to withstand my three swords is also your fortune,” he said.
A cold snort escaped his lips as Fu Qian shook the tattered sleeve, the demi-godly momentum fully on display.
…Is it just about aiming to stab three times? Is there any technical content to speak of, or is it just pompous talk?
Chang Mo took a deep breath and composed herself.
“Let’s go down; I think I heard something interesting.”
Having struck a pose, Fu Qian glanced at the two, signaling they could start moving.
Seeing both of them staring at his left hand, Fu Qian casually raised it to show off.
“Unity of Human and Sword. When you and your sword are in perfect harmony, it becomes as much a part of you as any limb.”
You don’t need to say it becomes like… it already is a part of your body.
For a moment, even Ji Liushuang couldn’t help but internally criticize, but she dared not voice it.
“The passage is open; let’s get moving,” she urged.
Finally unable to hold back, Chang Mo spoke up, showing an unprecedented level of eagerness for action.
It couldn’t be helped – the Sword Path Demigod in front of them was getting weirder and weirder, and listening to him further was feared to damage one’s spiritual path.
“Very well, keep up,” Fu Qian encouraged, without hiding his appreciation for the team member’s proactive attitude.
The next moment, he led by example and jumped down through the triangular void.
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“It seems to indeed be part of the entire ruins. Are you sure you heard something?”
After Fu Qian landed, Chang Mo and Ji Liushuang followed suit, then began examining their new surroundings.
The rather spacious corridor was similar in style and decoration to the one above.
Another similarity was that at first glance, it was empty–no sign of anything unusual, making Chang Mo doubt Fu Qian’s discovery for a moment.
“Ahead,” the demigod simply stated in the face of doubt, stepping forward with an air that brooked no argument.
With such demeanor, Chang Mo and Ji Liushuang were captivated for a moment and followed without any further question.
“It seems like there really are sounds!”
As they turned another corner, Chang Mo suddenly placed a hand on the hilt of her sword, cautiously scanning the surroundings while walking.
The long corridor was still empty, ending with a familiar-looking door.
Is it inside? The sound doesn’t seem that far away.
Wait a minute!
The next instant, Chang Mo realized something and swiftly stepped back, slashing with her sword without hesitation.
Clang!
A crisp sound of metal striking stone rang out, and a shiny object was sent flying by the blow.
It came from the ceiling above! Just now, it was clinging to the ceiling!
Chang Mo immediately moved to protect Ji Liushuang, holding her sword out towards the tumbling object.
At first glance, it appeared to be a cluster of crystals, pointed at both ends and wide in the middle, almost a meter in length.
Its transparent body, composed of countless facets, glittered from end to end with dazzling brilliance under the illumination of the lights.
And at this moment, this thing that did not look like a living creature, was making movements much like an insect, shuddering its body to face them.
The strike from just before, it seems, had not harmed it in the slightest.