"Kid, if you babble and affect my killing one more ti, I’ll cut off your manhood with one stroke!" the Demon Blade threatened blatantly, regardless of the many beauties present.
If it were just a kitchen knife, Lin Tian wouldn’t be afraid, but this Japanese sword, despite its rusty appearance, was too bizarre. If he were to be cut by the Demon Blade, especially in front of all these beauties, Lin Tian felt he could go die right then and there.
The beauties watched Lin Tian talk to himself, ntioning cutting off his own ’manhood,’ and as their faces turned red, their looks towards Lin Tian beca as strange as could be.
Seeing the odd glances from Ning Luoxi and the other girls, Lin Tian nearly wanted to die. Just as he was about to curse out loud again, he found himself unwittingly charging forward.
"Kid, let introduce myself properly. Don’t keep calling a ’broken blade,’ alright?" the Demon Blade said annoyedly, and then stabbed towards a Half Zombie.
The strike hit the Half Zombie’s heart dead on. Half Zombies have exceptionally tough bodies, normally resistant to ordinary swords, but to everyone’s shock, the shabby Japanese sword actually pierced right through the Half Zombie.
Lin Tian had intended to mock the Demon Blade for not even knowing how to use a sword—as swords are ant to be thrust and blades to be chopped with—but upon seeing this scene, he imdiately shut his mouth.
Controlled by the Demon Blade, Lin Tian stabbed and punctured the Half Zombie’s heart with the sword and pulled it out again. Perhaps because the blade technique was so swift, it wasn’t until a few seconds after the blade was withdrawn that the dark red blood started gushing out, drenching Lin Tian, with the Japanese sword in his hand also soaked in blood.
Curiously, the blood didn’t flow down the blade, but was absorbed by the sword in an instant.
"Ah, the taste of fresh blood, truly delicious. I haven’t savored the taste of blood for hundreds of years; it’s really nostalgic," the Demon Blade exclaid loudly, seeming to relish the mont.
However, this nostalgic expression showed up on Lin Tian’s face. If Lin Tian looked in a mirror, he would be startled by his own expression.
"Damn it, Demon Blade, can’t you kill with so artistry? You’ve got blood all over ," Lin Tian protested in annoyance.
The Demon Blade didn’t respond, as if imrsed in the emotion of the slaughter, and shouted to himself, "Not enough, still not enough, kill, kill, kill..."
With that, he swung the Japanese sword, and with a whoosh, a Half Zombie’s head instantly parted from its body, flying away. As expected, the blood stained Lin Tian once more.
"Still not enough, kill, kill, kill..." the Demon Blade coldly continued, and with three consecutive strikes, three Half Zombies were beheaded, entangled with the Divine General and unable to resist, dying instantly. And Oda Manaka, the master of the Half Zombies, said nothing.
The Demon Blade aid for the vitals of the Half Zombies in its rampage, targeting either the heart or the neck, making every strike lethal. Lin Tian rembered the Demon Blade’s earlier threat to cut off his manhood and couldn’t help but feel a chill arise down there.
A single blow beheaded the Half Zombies; Lin Tian wondered how his manhood compared with their necks. He felt sowhat relieved that he didn’t take the risk.
If it had been cut in two, turning him into a eunuch, how would he live after that, with thousands and thousands of beauties waiting for him? Lin Tian shalessly thought.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..." The sound of the sword swinging never ceased, and the Half Zombies fell one after another. Before this rusty Japanese sword, the Half Zombies simply couldn’t withstand a single blow.
More blood flowed out, following the original trails, staining the stone steps red—this was destined to be a night of bloodshed and slaughter.
Lin Tian didn’t know if he had killed ten or thirty; they were all taken down with a single strike. At first, he protested against the Demon Blade’s savagery, but by the end, he had beco numb to it, simply falling silent and letting the Demon Blade kill to its heart’s content. The blood dyed both Lin Tian and the night red.
In less than ten minutes, all of the eighty or so Half Zombies on the platform had been slain by the Demon Blade, and the Divine General, seeming to have completed its mission, also dissipated into nothingness.
"Hahaha..." The Demon Blade let out a burst of joyful laughter. Suddenly, Lin Tian raised the Japanese sword in his hand, and an eerie scene occurred once again. The blood on the ground, as if summoned, turned into a mist and gathered towards the Demon Blade.
In just an instant, the blood mist was absorbed cleanly, and the rust on the blade began to fall off continuously. In the end, all the rust had disappeared, and what appeared before everyone was a brand new Japanese sword.
The blade glead with a chilling cold light under the moonlit sky, emitting an intense aura of bloodlust that one could actually feel!
"What is this...?" The Heavenly Master Girl gazed at the newly revealed Demon Blade, voicing her confusion, "This is the Demon Blade Muramasa!"
"Hahaha, I didn’t expect there to still be people who rember my na. Now that I have returned to the human world, I want to restore my forr glory," laughed the Demon Blade, and without guessing, the so-called forr glory ant killing.
While the Demon Blade was reveling in its triumph, Lin Tian asked the Heavenly Master Girl, "Heavenly Master, isn’t it recorded in Japan’s history that Muramasa is not rely an ordinary Japanese sword? It’s just a bit sharper than others, so why is it like this madman, so heavy with killing intent?"
The Heavenly Master Girl this ti did not mind his way of addressing her, but instead looked at the Demon Blade and said gravely, "The original Muramasa was indeed just an ordinary Japanese sword. But from the day it was forged, too many have died by it. It was during Japan’s Warring States Period, an era of turmoil and frequent wars, where Muramasa tasted the blood of enemies on battlefields and gathered too much resentnt and Evil Qi."
"It is said that Muramasa was once refined through a Forbidden Technique by an evil Onmyoji, and with every person Muramasa killed, it would absorb that person’s life essence, soul, and grudge. According to the records, the number of people who have died by Muramasa has reached over a million. The will within the sword should be the condensed essence and grudges that Muramasa absorbed, which is extrely powerful," said the Heavenly Master Girl.
"Then how did it end up being sealed? If it hadn’t been for my accident in releasing it, wouldn’t the blade have been completely eroded by rust in a few hundred years?" Lin Tian asked, puzzled.
"History is like that, always alternating between rise and fall, between turmoil and unity. The chaotic period of Japan’s Warring States ca to an end, and a unified era began. A unified era signifies peace and stability, without wars, the Demon Blade Muramasa naturally had no chance to slaughter on battlefields," the Heavenly Master Girl explained.
"However, Muramasa, having gone through a prolonged period of warfare, with each of its bearers using it to kill enemies, and having already slain over a million people, had long since beco a Demon Blade. How could it possibly stop killing? So in tis of peace, Muramasa instead started to control its masters, killing innocents indiscriminately, and in the end, even its masters died by Muramasa’s blade."
"It cannot be traced which Onmyoji had refined Muramasa, but in the end, it was still the Onmyoji who sealed it. Back then, the Onmyoji joined forces, used a Barrier, and sealed away the Demon Blade’s malevolent nature, turning it into just an ordinary sword."
"As to why it ended up here, I do not know," said the Heavenly Master Girl finally.
"Since it was sealed by a Barrier, why was I able to unseal it so easily?" Lin Tian still failed to understand.
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