Charlotte quickly withdrew the Soul-devouring Blade, and the black aura on the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was instantly dispersed by the purple flas. Lin Tian did not continue to attack but also withdrew the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, then nodded with satisfaction.
"Congratulations, Master! The Heavenly Tribulation Sword can resist the power of curses," Charlotte said joyfully, putting away the Soul-devouring Blade.
"That’s right, it’s indeed worth celebrating. The curse power of the Soul-devouring Blade is soul-shattering and corrosive, but the Heavenly Tribulation Sword remains unmoved, reaching my expectations. However..." Lin Tian also smiled but paused slightly at the end.
Charlotte felt strange and couldn’t help but ask, "This sword lives up to its na of Heavenly Tribulation; Master should be happy, but is there sothing troubling you?"
"I still need to test the Heavenly Tribulation Sword one last ti," Lin Tian said thoughtfully.
Under Charlotte’s curious gaze, Lin Tian took out a crescent-shaped blade from his bosom, the Crescent Blade he always carried with him.
At this ti, the Crescent Blade was no longer moon-white but had a faint blood hue amidst its moon-white, with its veins appearing almost alive.
Charlotte was no stranger to the Crescent Blade; last ti during the battle at the ancient battlefield, she witnessed its power. Seeing Lin Tian take out the Crescent Blade now, she knew what he intended to do.
Yes, Lin Tian intended to use the Crescent Blade to cut the Heavenly Tribulation Sword. The Crescent Blade had never disappointed him, and this ti, he wanted to know if it was as formidable as ever.
"Master, please be careful. Accidentally destroying the Heavenly Tribulation Sword would make all your efforts in vain," the Sword Spirit cautiously reminded.
In fact, Lin Tian wasn’t sure, but he didn’t hesitate and raised the Crescent Blade then chopped down heavily. If the Heavenly Tribulation Sword couldn’t even withstand the Crescent Blade, what use was it?
"Clang..."
The clash of the two blades produced a crisp sound that echoed throughout the cave, making everyone’s ears slightly numb. Lin Tian’s strength was imnse, and the power he lent to the blades was solid—it was a genuine test.
With a slight narrowing of his eyes, Lin Tian looked at where the blades t. The Crescent Blade was indeed as formidable as ever, with no damage at all?
And the Heavenly Tribulation Sword? Lin Tian moved the Crescent Blade aside, the edge of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword remained straight, not only was it not cut, but it was utterly undamaged!
"Wow, scared for a second, everything’s fine," the Sword Spirit said excitedly; the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was its new hope, and of course, it didn’t want it to be damaged.
"With such little courage, I don’t know how you managed to follow King Arthur in battles," Lin Tian shook his head, expressing disdain.
"I’m not cowardly; it’s just that after centuries of sealing, I’ve learned the way of survival," the Sword Spirit retorted confidently, being even thicker-skinned than Lin Tian.
Lin Tian smiled helplessly, lanting that ti indeed changes everything. The Sword of the King, once brave and bold, had co to cherish its feathers.
"Alright, stop arguing with , turn into a necklace for to wear so at least the ostentatious shape of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword is sowhat concealed; don’t tell you can’t even turn into a necklace," Lin Tian ordered bluntly, not wanting to fuss.
He had no choice; the shape of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword was too showy and couldn’t be carried around in public without possibly being invited for a chat by the police.
"Turning into a necklace is not an issue and only consus a little energy, but Master, don’t you find wearing a thumb-thick necklace vulgar and lacking taste?" The Sword Spirit questioned, posing as a person of elegance and taste.
In Lin Tian’s mind appeared an image: a bald man, tattooed, with his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a thick gold chain, truly an eyesore.
"Master, turn into a bracelet, simple and stylish, bracelets are in trend these days," the Sword Spirit suggested again.
Lin Tian raised his sword-wielding hand, and after a thought, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword transford. In his palm appeared a tal bracelet, slightly smaller than a watch strap with a faint purple tallic sheen and natural patterns from the sword’s body on its surface, mysterious yet elegant.
"Not bad," Lin Tian comnted lightly and then wore the bracelet, hidden under his sleeve so no one could see it, and even if seen, no one would think it was the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.
Yet Lin Tian had a lingering doubt; the bulky teorite Heart had shrunk and lightened after slting, unsure if it was due to the Transforming Stone.
His knowledge of the Transforming Stone was too little to understand, so Lin Tian waved his hand, signaling Charlotte to return together.
After taking a few steps toward the cave mouth, Lin Tian noticed Charlotte hadn’t followed, turning back to look at her strangely, "Why aren’t you leaving?"
"I have to return, Master," Charlotte suddenly said, sowhat downcast.
"Return where?" Lin Tian asked reflexively, not understanding.
Charlotte gave Lin Tian an eye roll and said, "Master instructed to return to England after forging the sword, I dare not disobey Master’s orders." Though her words seed a little insincere.
Startled, Lin Tian rembered the earlier decision, and Charlotte staying in Tang City was indeed inconvenient. Although it was already dark outside and raining, such difficulties wouldn’t be obstacles for a Blood Clan Prince.
"Alright, it’s good you’re going back," Lin Tian said calmly, his emotions unreadable.
"Master is so heartless, not even a word of farewell," Charlotte ca forward, looking at Lin Tian with resentnt.
"Charlotte, stop pretending. A Princess of the Blood Clan wouldn’t act so little-womanly," Lin Tian glanced at her and said rcilessly.
Sure enough, Charlotte changed expression, laughing charmingly, "Hehe, can’t fool Master’s eyes, but before leaving, isn’t there anything Master wants to say to ?"
The cave was dark but didn’t affect their sight, moreover, Lin Tian had night vision and could clearly see Charlotte and capture even subtle changes in her eyes, as the Princess employed her charms again.
Truly persistent, Lin Tian mused, uncertain how many tis he could resist a Princess’s allure, maybe one day she’d succeed.
"Ahem, you better head back," Lin Tian finally retrieved his gaze, speaking seriously.
As soon as the words fell, Charlotte moved, flying out into the rain outside, a clear sentence left for Lin Tian’s ears: "Master, one day you’ll beco mine,"
Lin Tian bowed slightly and raised his head to look at the rain outside, smiling wryly, "Was subduing this Princess really a good idea?"
He scanned the cave interior, then rushed out, directly entering the rain. As his body descended, he set foot on the cliff’s rock and leaped upward, soon reaching the canyon’s top in several jumps.
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