Zither Emperor Chapter 100 Chapter 25 Zi Rank 8 Beauty 4

100: Chapter 25 Zi Rank 8 Beauty (4) 100: Chapter 25 Zi Rank 8 Beauty (4) Zi Mei frowned slightly.

“A gift?

I don’t need any gifts.”

Ye Yinzhu chuckled, “Although I don’t know if you can use it, I have a feeling that you will definitely like this gift.

But you must be careful, for it’s quite large.” As he spoke, he lifted his left hand that bore the Space Ring, and a flash of light burst forth.

An immense dark blue brilliance suddenly appeared before them.

The massive object slowly tipped over, and just as Ye Yinzhu cried out in alarm, Zi stepped forward and, with his hands, forcibly caught the falling object, lowering it gently to the ground.

Zi could no longer tear his gaze away.

What Ye Yinzhu had released from the Space Ring was a sword, that Amethyst Great Sword he had obtained from the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy Treasure House.

Ye Yinzhu stood there with his mouth agape in astonishment.

He had always known that Zi was strong, but he had never imagined that Zi could catch the sword with his bare hands and set it down firmly on the ground.

Although it seemed to be a struggle, he had managed to do it.

When Ye Yinzhu had attempted to move the sword after concealing it, even using all his Douqi, he hadn’t been able to make the sword budge even slightly.

“Amethyst, it actually is amethyst,” Zi’s voice was filled with excitement.

His hands slowly caressed the blade of the Amethyst Great Sword, and his eyes, which had always held a steadfast look, now glistened with tears.

Even his body was trembling slightly.

“Zi, are you all right?

It’s a pity it’s so big.

I remember you wanted to buy a heavy sword last time,” Ye Yinzhu said, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Although the Amethyst Great Sword was certainly a heavy sword, it was enormously heavy.

Zi, though tall among humans, appeared minuscule in front of the Amethyst Great Sword, and with the size of his palms, he couldn’t even get a firm grip on the wide hilt.

“Yin Zhu, thank you.” Zi stood up, and when he turned to face Yin Zhu, Yin Zhu was surprised to find that two lines of tears had rolled down Zi’s face.

Zi had cried, Zi had actually cried over a sword.

“Zi, what’s wrong?”

Zi shook his head and a rare smile appeared on his usually cold face, “I’m just too happy.

Yin Zhu, this sword is very important to me, truly very important.

Can you tell me how you came into possession of it?”

Ye Yinzhu nodded and replied, “Of course.

I won the championship in the newer’s petition at the Milan Magic Martial Arts Academy, and this was one of my prizes.

When I saw it in the Treasure Hall, I felt it was very special.

Especially when I touched the blade, I could feel its majesty and familiarity.

Its pattern changed when I touched it, revealing the words ‘Amethyst Sword.’ And these are things others cannot sense.

Seeing it, I don’t know why, but I thought of you, so I chose it, intending to give it to you as a gift.

It’s just a pity I have only one Space Ring which was given by Sister Anya.

With such a large sword, how will you carry it!”

Zi laughed, and this time, he laughed heartily to the sky as if releasing all the pent-up feelings within him, shouting to the heavens in a kind of madness, “Destiny, this must be destiny that brought the Amethyst Sword to my side.

Yin Zhu, do you know why you felt familiar with it when you touched it?

That’s because you carry my essence.

The same life-bond contract allows you to possess some of my strength.”

Ye Yinzhu suddenly understood and said, “So you mean to say, my recent surge in strength, and the layer of purple crystal that appeared on my shoulder just now, are all from your power?

Zi, can you tell me the origin of this sword?

I know you have many secrets.

Of course, if it’s inconvenient to talk about, then never mind.”

Zi shook his head and replied, “The changes in you are indeed due to our contract, and similarly, I have also gained a lot from you.

My power can increase your defense and strength.

Right now, there are some things you are better off not knowing.

All I can tell you is that this Amethyst Sword is an ancestral weapon.

It has been lost for many years.

You have done me a great service by finding and returning it to me.

You are…,” he paused, placing his hand on Ye Yinzhu’s shoulder with a serious expression, “Yin Zhu, I know you have many questions for me.

When you enter the Zi rank, I will certainly tell you everything about myself.

For now, all you need to know is that I am your brother, your forever brother, and that is enough.”

In the end, Zi did not reveal the origin of the Amethyst, and Ye Yinzhu did not ask again.

Zi’s excitement at receiving the Amethyst Great Sword was enough to satisfy him.

It was much like the feeling he had when he saw Sura receive the Eternal Substitute Puppet and Angel’s Sigh.

Zi strode over to the blade of the Amethyst Great Sword, extended his right hand, and forcefully dragged it across the blade’s edge.

Immediately, blood flowed down.

Zi’s gaze at that moment was intensely fervent, as if he was altogether unaware of the pain, placing his bleeding hand upon the patterns of the Amethyst Great Sword.

Starting from the beginning of the patterns, he traced the designs slowly, allowing his blood to pletely coat them.

Ye Yinzhu clearly saw that the blood flowing from Zi’s hand was a light purple color.

“Zi, your blood is glowing,” he said.

“There won’t be a problem,” Zi continued his actions.

His gaze was steadfast, the usual coldness replaced by an intense heat when looking at the Amethyst Great Sword.

The Amethyst Great Sword was simply too large, and Zi was meticulous as he spread his blood, not missing a single part of the design.

His light purple blood, upon merging with the sword’s pattern, was directly absorbed.

The Amethyst Great Sword went through a transformation, from its original dark blue to a brightening splendor.

The magnificent purple light began to emerge from the blade, and the overbearing presence Ye Yinzhu had once felt returned, more pronounced than before.

As the blood loss continued, Zi’s plexion grew increasingly pale, but his expression remained concentrated.

Ye Yinzhu tried several times to stop him from going on, but was refused each time.

When the light purple blood finished tracing the final pattern, the Amethyst Great Sword finally revealed its true form.

The massive blade looked as though it had been carved from a single piece of amethyst, the translucent purple light filled with a colossal murderous aura and strong dominance.

Under the sunlight, the purple glowed and flowed.

At that moment, although it lay on the ground, it seemed as though it had bee the center of the universe.

Zi appeared very weak, and Ye Yinzhu saw him like this for the first time.

Trying to stand up straight, he was somewhat unsteady, and only with the active support from Ye Yinzhu could he stabilize his stance.

Yet, at this very moment, Ye Yinzhu saw a dazzling brilliance in his eyes, which starkly contrasted with his physical condition.

A low chant sounded from Zi’s lips, the tone bizarre and sonorous, belonging to no language Ye Yinzhu recognized.

It sounded very special, harmonious, and pleasant to the ear.

A soft purple light emitted from Zi’s body, sprinkling onto the Amethyst Great Sword, acting as a bridge that connected them.

As the chant Zi sang grew more and more urgent, the purple light released from his body became increasingly intense.

A strange event unfolded—the Amethyst Great Sword, originally immensely heavy and solid, started to blur.

It transformed into a burst of energy that was rapidly absorbed into Zi’s body through the connecting light.