Chapter 10 - The Desolate Beastlands
Dragon War God
That floating light must be some immortal weapon. From Bai Shixunâs face, heâs definitely found a piece of treasure, thought Long Chen.
Bai Shixun was sprinting after the floating light. Since Long Chen was already out of the city, he followed, and thanks to his success in cultivating his Constellation Body, he ran with vigor beneath the starlight. He followed Bai Shixun steadily without depleting his Qi.
The floating light in the sky dimmed as time passed and shook slightly. Long Chen managed to make out that it was a sword. He had never heard of a sword that could fly on its own, and he was now sure that it was a treasure.
Despite its trembling, the sword held on for an hour. By this point, they were very far from Baiyang Town. Long Chen was not worried about Yang Yuntian catching up at all. The kidâs got guts to be this far away from Baiyang Town.
Along the way, Long Chen had covered his face with a piece of black cloth, which would hide his identity from most people. âHeâs running as fast as he can, yet his speed can only reach this point. Heâs huffing and puffing too. Looks like this Bai Shixunâs only in the Third Draconic Stage at most. Thatâs about the same as me, but I have the Meteor Fist and Constellation Body.â
The glowing sword shot straight into a patch of forest, staggered left and right, then quickly descended and stabbed the ground.
Bai Shixun dashed into the forest. He finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the glowing sword before him, squatting down and panting pathetically. However, his eyes shone passionately as he stared at the sword in front of him.
âThis sword can fly on its own, it must be an extremely valuable piece of treasure! If I get it, Iâll still benefit so much even if I have to hand it over to my family!â
When Bai Shixun thought about his bright future, he let out a hearty laugh. Then, he suddenly realized that a masked stranger was standing in front of him. He panicked and shouted fearfully, âWho ... who are you? What ... what do you want?â
Long Chen was several times faster despite only being at the Third Draconic Stage. Bai Shixun saw Long Chen disappear in a flash, then in the next breath, something struck him heavily and he collapsed. The powerful force even knocked a few teeth out.
Bai Shixun burst into tears as he looked at the masked person standing coldly before him. âSenior, I ... I only found this precious sword by accident. If you want it, you can have it ... Donât kill me, donât kill me ... Iâll be your slave if you want ...â
Long Chen grinned. âIs that so? Iâll take the sword, but Iâm afraid of the news getting out. Itâs still better to kill you.â
Bai Shixun howled in fright, âDonât kill me please, s-senior... I canât see your face, I donât even know who you are! How can I tell anyone?â
âI guess youâre right.â
Long Chen smiled and picked Bai Shixun up by the neck, tutting as he eyed Shixun. âYour skin is tender, your flesh delicate. Your fatherâs handsome too, Iâm sure. However, the thing I hate most is seeing another man more handsome than myself, so ...â
When he heard Long Chenâs words, Bai Shixun panicked and struggled, âSenior, donât disfigure me, please! My father can give you whatever you want ... My grandfather is the patriarch of Baiyang Townâs Bai family, since you ... you know him, will you let me go?â
âNonsense, why would I disfigure you?â
Long Chenâs voice grew colder as he surreptitiously felt for his dagger. He stabbed the dagger into Shixunâs crotch with a swoosh, then twisted the blade. Bai Shixun screamed in agony, gazed hopelessly at Long Chen, then fainted from the pain.
Long Chen tossed him to the ground. âI didnât disfigure you, but youâre no longer a man. Bai Shixun, if I hadnât been smart that day, I would be the one whoâd lost his manhood instead. You reap what you sow, this is just karma ...â
Long Chen looked back at the sword.
The sword was completely black. It was very thin, only two fingers wide and seventy centimeters long. It was made of iron and covered in rusty spots, and it appeared as though it would break at any moment.
Long Chen smiled bitterly. âI canât believe I chased after a useless sword for such a long time.â
He approached and looked at the hilt, then reached out to grab it.
Out of nowhere, a teenage girl screamed in surprise, and the sword tugged upwards so strongly that Long Chen could not control it at all. When he came to his senses, his face turned green because the sword had flown high into the sky again, bringing him along with it.
This time, the sword flew at a speed ten times faster than before, and it was flying much higher too. The patches of forest below shrank before Long Chenâs eyes. Long Chen was scared speechless, and he cried, âIf I fall, my body will split apart!â
He quickly grabbed the hilt with two hands, then hugged it with his entire body. He held on for dear life but the sword then started to shake haphazardly. Perhaps it was trying to fling him off. âThis sword is sentient! Itâs a precious treasure after all, but too bad I wonât be able to enjoy it if I die from a fall.â
Man and sword shot through the sky at high speed.
Long Chen clung on desperately. Although the sword was using every trick to get rid of him, it did not succeed. Long Chen used every ounce of strength he had to keep himself alive.
An angry teenage girlâs voice came from the sword once more. âYou lecher! How dare you cling on to me! Let me go or youâll face the consequences!â
Long Chen was startled to hear the sword speaking, and when it called him a lecher, he felt an urge to vomit blood.
The swordâs a girl? âDid you hear me? Let go or Iâll never forgive you.â
The voice spoke again and the sword shook even more violently.
Long Chen replied hurriedly, âM-miss, I do want to let go but you flew so high up. Iâm going to die if I let go, donât you understand?â
The sword finally stopped shaking. She mumbled, âOh? Ah, sorry I forgot. Iâll go down now but promise me youâll let go when we reach the ground. Uh ... itâs inappropriate for girls and boys to touch.â
Long Chen thought to himself, I know whatâs inappropriate but youâre a freaking sword! What can I do with that?
But he quickly responded, âOf course, of course. A ladyâs body is precious, I apologize greatly for offending you.â
âItâs fine, I didnât think it through. Itâs my fault. Alright, letâs go down now.â
Long Chen was about to vomit blood. So the girl only remembered that he would die if he let go after theyâd already flown for such a long time? How clueless could she be?
They landed safely.
Long Chen looked around and realized they were at a desolate mountain range covered with bare boulders and wilted trees. It was devoid of life. The roars of beasts echoed from afar, raising goosebumps on his body.
Crack! A skull turned to dust under Long Chenâs foot. It was only then that he noticed many beast and human bones around them. A chill shot through his body. âM-miss, say, this isnât ... the Desolate Beastlands, is it ...â
The Desolate Beastlands were the deepest part of the Desolate Mountains. People rarely made it out alive. Heâd heard many stories of adventurers that had died there, and he could be next.
He looked at the sword next to him. A female voice came from the sword again, âUh, Iâm so sorry. I can sense the aura of many demonic beasts stronger than you. If I leave you here, youâre definitely not going to live long. What do I do? What do I do?â
The young girl panicked, spinning in circles.
Long Chen was speechless.
After a few moments, he said, âHey, why canât you just take me back in the direction we came from?â
The sword did not speak.
Fear crept into him and he grabbed the sword. âHey, miss, whatâs the matter? Why arenât you talking?â
The sword explained hurriedly, âUh ... Iâm so sorry, I ... I didnât expect this to happen either. I was so focused on shaking you off that I didnât notice the huge seal here. I can enter through the sky but I canât fly out ...â
âWahhhh ....â
She burst into tears.
Long Chen took a deep breath. If his willpower didn't keep him calm, he wouldâve slammed his head on the ground and killed himself.
âI canât believe that I, Ling Xi, would die in this stupid place ... If I knew this would happen, I never wouldâve touched this stupid sword ... Waah ... Mother ... Father... Iâm scared ... I donât want to die ...â
âKeep it down!â
Long Chen hurriedly grabbed the sword, then crouched and hid under a gigantic boulder. He could faintly sense a threat approaching.
Wailing this loudly within the Desolate Beastlands was suicide.
Startled by Long Chen, she stopped crying instantly. When she sensed the dangerous aura, she did not dare cry. She remained obediently in Long Chenâs grasp, not even talking about how inappropriate it was.
Long Chenâs heartbeat quickened with fear. He dared not make the slightest noise as he retreated under the boulder. He stuck his ear to the ground, listening for any movement.
Heavy footsteps approached.
Long Chen felt his heart beating in his throat. He realized he was shaking uncontrollably in the face of unimaginable danger.
He held his breath.
Long Chen slowed his heartbeat, trying his best to appear like a dead body as much as possible. His clothes were already drenched in cold sweat.
His worst fear was that the idiot in his hand would suddenly make a sound, but he couldnât warn her either. If he said anything, he would be dead very soon.
The heavy footsteps were followed by heavy breathing. There was a bloody scent in the air, as well as the smell of saliva. Long Chen felt his scalp go numb. He had never felt this way before, not even when facing a master. âA-wooooo ...â
There was a deep howl some distance away from the other side of the boulder. Every hair on his body stood up. The slightest mistake on his part would lead to death.
Fortunately, he did well, and the footsteps began to grow fainter. When he could no longer hear them, he finally dared to breathe a little. His hair was soaked in sweat. âThat beast that passed us ... was the Moon Devouring Wolf. With your current abilities, youâd be swallowed in one mouthful ...â
The sword clutched to his chest heaved a sigh of relief.
Long Chen got to his feet. âI must leave this place in half a month, no matter what. Come with me, and tell me whenever you have a good idea. Right, is your name Ling Xi? Iâm Long Chen!â