111: Chapter 89: Is My Sword Sharp Enough for Your Neck?[Subscribe]_1 111: Chapter 89: Is My Sword Sharp Enough for Your Neck?[Subscribe]_1 Glug glug!
Lin Baici’s stomach growled.
He was hungry, and the bronze sword floating before him seed like a delicious delicacy, making him salivate.
He wanted to eat.
Lin Baici took out a black carbon-oxide-coated survival folding knife from his jean pocket, opened it, and cut his left index finger.
The knife, which Lin Baici had imdiately bought online after receiving a prize money of thirty thousand yuan, ca from a well-known outdoor brand, costing him 1600 yuan.
Lin Baici used to watch Bear Grylls’ survival shows, seeing Bear only with a survival knife eating through the entire tropical rainforest, deserts, hills, and islands…
He thought it was cool, and he also wanted to get a survival knife, but alas, it was too expensive.
Now that he had the money, and considering the exploration of God’s ruins, of course, he hurried to prepare.
The survival knife was very sharp, and blood imdiately flowed out.
Just now, the girl, Feng Yi, and Xia Hongyao made a blood sacrifice, but the bronze sword had no reaction—letting the blood drip onto the ground.
However, this ti, it suddenly darted forward, catching the blood dripping from Lin Baici’s finger.
Patter!
Patter!
The crimson blood dripped onto the sword blade inscribed with dark golden patterns, seeping into it.
[This ti it’s got a bargain, tasting your grace.]
Suddenly, the bronze sword shook, its tip pointing upward, stabbing towards Lin Baici’s left hand.
Lin Baici imdiately withdrew his hand while the clay human hiding in the shadows also launched an attack.
Three cherry-sized flying stones shot rapidly, accurately striking the blade.
Clack clack clack!
The blade was knocked away.
“What’s going on?”
Hua Yue Yu was anxious.
Xia Hongyao, holding a dagger, imdiately shielded Lin Baici: “Little Linzi, quickly tell us a dark history!”
High Ponytail thought Lin Baici was slow in speaking, so he brought upon himself the attack.
“It has nothing to do with that!”
Lin Baici had calculated the ti; this bronze sword nad Dragon Tooth was still patient enough to give each person more than ten seconds to organize words, but when it ca to him, it was at most seven or eight seconds.
“Looks like I have to fight!”
Lin Baici held the Songmu torch in his hand, drew it across the ground and lit it.
“I’ll do it!”
Xia Hongyao decided she should give Lin Baici so extra combat training later, as he had a good body but couldn’t exert any strength.
Lin Baici glanced at Xia Hongyao, feeling moved that a girl was willing to fight to the death for him.
As the battle seed imminent, everyone subconsciously backed away.
After all, the sword could fly and was very fast.
If everyone stayed too close, they could easily beco collateral damage.
However, the bronze sword did not attack again.
Its reaction just now was like having tasted sothing delicious and unable to help but reach for another bite.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The bronze sword danced through the air, approaching within three ters of Lin Baici, then imdiately retreating, repeating this three tis.
“What is it doing?
Having a fit?”
Guo Zheng didn’t understand, if you’re going to kill, then just do it quickly, why dawdle?
“Why do I feel like it’s attracting everyone’s attention to you?”
Hua Yue Yu speculated, being a strear she was sensitive to such matters.
Sure enough, the next second, a voice rang out.
“My na is Lin Baici, eighteen years old, a God Hunter, like girls who bear similarities to bear, and if they wear high heels, like 1!”
The voice was neutral, indistinguishable between male and female, and could belong to neither because it ca from the bronze sword itself.
Everyone was stunned to hear this.
What’s the aning of this?
Why is it that when others explode with embarrassing secrets, the bronze sword reveals your dark history for you?
“…”
Lin Baici’s face was covered in taphorical black lines, with a hint of embarrassnt.
What the hell!
Do you know this is going to kill my social life?
“…”
Hua Yue Yu’s mouth ford an ‘O’ of surprise, then instinctively looked down.
Dammit!
She could see her toes.
The Little rperson was about to explode in rage.
Looking down on our flat-chested army, huh?
Just wait until I get ho— I’ll start drinking milk and eating papaya every day; I don’t believe I can’t grow them.
“No need to be downhearted, I understand!”
Xia Hongyao said, comforting Lin Baici with a pat on the shoulder.
Hang on, what exactly do you understand?
Lin Baici truly realized the power of this ‘Sword of Dark Histories.’
It might not kill you, but it could make you feel worse than dead.
[It likes your blood, but is not quite satisfied with your dark history, hoping you’ll make more efforts in the future to do things that would instantly ‘socially execute’ you if spoken aloud!]
Lin Baici frowned: “Why does it like my blood?”
Eater God did not answer.
“Since it likes my blood, can it beco my personal sword?”
After saying this, Lin Baici didn’t wait for Eater God’s reply, he suddenly lunged out to grab the hilt of the sword.
The bronze sword vibrated as if it was about to fly away, but in the end, it didn’t move.
Snap!
Lin Baici grabbed the hilt of the sword, which felt warm to the touch, like holding a hand warr.
Swish!
Swish!
Swish!
Lin Baici swung it a few tis.
It felt good in his hand, very comfortable to hold, and the balance between the tip and blade made it suitable for both stabbing and slashing.
Also, the golden pattern on the blade was very beautiful.
Even soone who didn’t know antiques could tell it was a fine piece, not exactly a national treasure, but almost; it wouldn’t sell for less than a hundred million.
“Is that even possible?”
Guo Zheng was surprised to see Lin Baici with the bronze sword and then felt as if he had been force-fed a stomach full of lemon juice, so very sour.
Dammit!
If I had known, I would have raced to spill my dark history first.
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