"What... what’s happening?"
Seeing the ’Jade Slip’ shooting southward, leaving only a dark green streak of light, Wyatt Barnes was montarily stunned.
However, after only a brief pause, he took Lainey Don and followed it.
Though the Jade Slip’s speed was not slow, it was nothing to Wyatt Barnes. In just the blink of an eye, he and Lainey Don caught up with it.
"What is this?"
Lainey Don looked bewildered, asking Wyatt Barnes with a puzzled expression.
"Don’t ask ."
In response to Lainey Don’s question, Wyatt Barnes followed the Jade Slip as it flew south, smiling wryly, "I have no idea what’s happening... Just now, I noticed it was restless in my Storage Ring, and after I took it out, it started vibrating as if it wanted to escape my restraint."
"Then, I let go, and this happened..."
As Wyatt Barnes spoke, his gaze was fixed on the dark green Jade Slip flying ahead.
At this mont, the mysterious light surrounding the dark green Jade Slip grew even more brilliant, and Wyatt Barnes could almost feel its emotion:
It was ’excited’!
Even though it was just an inanimate object, Wyatt Barnes indeed felt this way.
"So that’s it."
Realizing this, Lainey Don’s gaze returned to the Jade Slip, "It... seems to be trying to take you sowhere?"
"Yes."
Wyatt Barnes nodded, yet his heart was filled with confusion, not knowing why the Jade Slip would have such an ’abnormal movent’, and where exactly it wanted to take him.
Whoosh!
With a raise of his hand, Wyatt Barnes had sothing else in his hand, a sword.
This sword was different from ordinary swords.
Ordinary swords are typically three feet long, the reason swords are known as ’three-foot blades’.
But the sword in Wyatt Barnes’s hand was only one foot long, looking much like an elongated dagger.
At first glance, the sword seed like the ’Jade Products’ similar to the Jade Slip.
But holding it in his hand, Wyatt Barnes could feel that the materials used to forge this sword might be jade, but it certainly wasn’t ordinary jade.
"This sword..."
At this ti, Lainey Don’s gaze also fell on the sword that had just appeared in Wyatt Barnes’s hand.
She rembered:
This sword was also one of the items left to Wyatt Barnes by a powerful person nad ’Ernest Sumr’ from the Divine Ruin Lands.
Ernest Sumr left two items to Wyatt Barnes.
A sword and a Jade Slip.
The Jade Slip was now leading the way in front, while the sword was held in Wyatt Barnes’s hand.
"Third Uncle, a strong man from the Divine Ruin Lands... The things he left are certainly extraordinary!"
Wyatt Barnes looked at the one-foot short sword in his hand, murmuring to himself.
When Ernest Sumr handed him these two items, he absent-mindedly put them away and rushed back.
After returning, being busy with many things, he had forgotten about these two items.
Earlier, the dark green Jade Slip wrapped in mysterious light began to move restlessly in the Storage Ring, drawing his attention.
If not, he would have certainly left them aside for a bit longer.
"This sword..."
Just looking at it, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t tell what was particularly special about the sword. It didn’t look like an Immortal Artifact but neither like a weapon from the mortal realm either.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
...
However, as Wyatt Barnes tentatively channeled a strand of energy into the one-foot short sword in his hand, it began to vibrate at a very exaggerated frequency...
The next mont, the transformation of the short sword left Wyatt Barnes dumbfounded.
As the sword vibrated violently, its blade began to crack inch by inch, giving the impression of imminent shattering.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
...
A mont later, a series of crisp sounds was followed by the one-foot short sword in Wyatt Barnes’s hand, which after the cracks akin to a spider’s web erged on the blade, shattered completely!
"Is it... destroyed?"
The scene left Wyatt Barnes thoroughly dumbfounded.
Was this sword really left to him by a powerful figure from the Divine Ruin Lands?
At that mont, Wyatt Barnes even felt like he was being mocked by Ernest Sumr.
However, just as Wyatt Barnes thought he was being made fun of by Ernest Sumr, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his ear:
"Kid, this sword I left you, nad ’Seven Apertures Exquisite Sword’, is one of the Heavenly Artifacts..."
Wyatt Barnes recognized it as Ernest Sumr’s voice.
As to why Ernest Sumr’s voice appeared at this mont, Wyatt Barnes could easily guess that Ernest Sumr must have done sothing to the sword now shattered in his hand.
"Seven-colored Exquisite Sword? Heavenly Artifacts?"
Hearing Ernest Sumr’s words, Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but twitch his lips hard.
This sword, which he accidentally destroyed in a blink, was actually so ’Heavenly Artifact’?
However, just as Wyatt’s lips twitched, he seed to see sothing astonishing, suddenly widening his eyes.
He stared intently at that shattered one-foot short sword...
Only to see a faint red light suddenly rise from the fragnted short sword. After its appearance, the red light gradually condensed, taking on the shape of a sword and transforming into a red sword glow.
After the red sword glow appeared, a faint orange light erged from the shattered short sword. As soon as it appeared, the orange light quickly condensed into an orange sword glow.
After the orange sword glow ca the yellow sword glow.
After the yellow sword glow ca the green sword glow.
After the green sword glow ca the cyan sword glow.
After the cyan sword glow ca the blue sword glow.
After the blue sword glow ca the purple sword glow.
A total of seven sword glows appeared in front of Wyatt in the form of the seven colors of the rainbow, leaving Wyatt in a daze while Lainey Don, standing beside him, was also stunned, completely unaware of what had happened.
"Watch out!!"
Suddenly, a cry of alarm ca. Lainey Don saw a fragnt of the broken short sword bizarrely slicing through the air, directly towards the hand of Wyatt holding the shattered short sword.
But alas, Lainey’s warning was too late.
In fact, even if Lainey had warned earlier and Wyatt could react, he wouldn’t have dodged this fragnt’s sudden attack.
Because just then, Ernest Sumr’s voice ca again to his ears:
"As long as you infuse your power into the Seven-colored Exquisite Sword, its phantom will shatter, and it will absorb your blood, recognizing you as its master from then on!"
Almost at the instant Ernest’s words fell, the fragnt sliced across Wyatt’s palm, leaving a not too deep nor shallow sword scar, from which dazzling blood oozed slightly.
"Huh?"
The next mont, Wyatt saw that the seven-colored sword glows, originally suspended in front of him, seed to be attracted by sothing, whistling out.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
...
The seven-colored sword glows whistled out, yet they swept towards the bleeding wound on his palm.
As Wyatt prepared to endure the pain, he found that:
The seven-colored sword glows, upon touching the wound on his palm, didn’t harm him but instead rged into the blood of the wound and gradually integrated into his palm, giving his palm a tingling sensation.
"This... what is going on?"
During this process, even Lainey could see:
The blood oozed from Wyatt’s palm wound, after rging with the seven-colored sword glows, strangely penetrated into Wyatt’s wound. In the next mont, Wyatt’s wound rapidly healed with visible speed.
A scar appeared on Wyatt’s palm.
"This scar..."
Both Lainey and Wyatt himself had their gaze drawn to the scar on Wyatt’s palm.
If it were just an ordinary scar, neither would care.
But the problem was:
This scar was in the shape of a sword.
anwhile, Ernest Sumr’s voice entered Wyatt’s ears again:
"After the Seven-colored Exquisite Sword recognizes you as its master, at a re thought, it will appear... If you don’t need it, at a re thought, it will disappear as well. Of course, it doesn’t really disappear; instead, it rges into your body."
Hearing Ernest’s words, Wyatt imdiately began to look inward.
However, no matter how he searched, he couldn’t find any trace of the ’Seven-colored Exquisite Sword’ within his body, "According to my uncle’s ssage... didn’t he say that the Seven-colored Exquisite Sword rged into my body?"
Wyatt was sowhat puzzled.
"Huh?"
Just then, Wyatt suddenly felt sothing more within his body, not in any specific area but throughout his entire body, as if there was sothing more in his blood, bones, and flesh.
"Could it be... the Seven-colored Exquisite Sword didn’t rge into a specific part of my body but throughout my entire body?"
Suddenly, Wyatt seed to have a realization but was still uncertain.
"Seven-colored Exquisite Sword!"
Finally, Wyatt relaxed his body. With a flick of his mind, he looked at his right hand with the sword-shaped scar on the palm.
Only to find that:
Almost as soon as he focused his thoughts, a constantly shifting sword glow of the seven colors of the rainbow appeared rapidly in his right hand.
The sword glow changed for just a mont, and then solidified rapidly, transforming into an entirely transparent sword.
It looked just like it was forged from glass in Wyatt’s previous life.
At this mont, Ernest Sumr’s voice continued:
"This Seven-colored Exquisite Sword was the relic of an old acquaintance of mine... Though it is a Heavenly Artifact, it has lost its ’Sword Spirit’."
"And without the Sword Spirit, the Seven-colored Exquisite Sword, at most, is equivalent to the top-tier Immortal Artifacts of the heavenly planes!"
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