Chapter 1122: The Fairy Maiden's Gaze
Jian Wubei's eyes flickered as he also stared at Lin Feng, a complex expression appearing in his gaze.
Lin Feng raised his head, staring at the sharp sword suspended above him. There was still no dazzling sword radiance, yet within the sword, a terrifying sword aura emanated, lawless and unrestrained.
"Buzz, buzz!" A terrifying, sharp whistling sound continued incessantly. The sword light suddenly burst forth with brilliant radiance, blinding people's eyes so they could not open them. It was simply too terrifying.
The crowd retreated rapidly, and Lin Feng's body also followed the others as he dodged and moved back. They saw all the swords buried in the yellow earth burst forth from the ground, locking onto Lin Feng.
"How could this be?" The hearts of the crowd trembled inwardly. Lin Feng was even more astonished. He felt that he was not being locked onto by countless sharp swords, but rather by a single, terrifying sword intent. That sword intent was sentient, possessing life, as if it were not a sword, but a person.
The yellow earth trembled, and the sword tomb wailed mournfully. A dazzling light flickered faintly from within the yellow earth. The crowd stared at the sword tomb; they seemed to see a peerless divine sword buried deep within the yellow earth, revealing a trace of unparalleled brilliance.
"There is another sword!" The crowd's expressions trembled. Within this sword tomb, there was originally another sword buried, interred in the yellow earth, as if it were the king of ten thousand swords. With a single mournful cry, all the swords trembled without cease.
"Swish!" A flash of light seemed to flicker from that sword, shining upon Lin Feng. Instantly, all the swords that had burst from the sword tomb soared into the air simultaneously, circling around Lin Feng in an unending rotation. The terrifyingly fierce sword aura made people want to submit and prostrate themselves in worship. This was the sword of a Martial Emperor, the Skyless Sword.
The crowd stared at that patch of yellow earth. They too deeply felt the Skyless Dao intent within the sword, which filled them with a profound sense of reverence. They vaguely sensed that once this sword was drawn, a single strand of its sword light could slay them. The Skyless sword intent swept across everything, as if heaven and earth would be leveled. That sword was the emperor among swords.
At this moment, the crowd was also astonished. Why had this Sword Emperor's sword locked onto Lin Feng? Now, those sharp swords surrounded Lin Feng, their terrifying pressure forcing him to sit cross-legged on the ground, creating a strange scene. Lin Feng himself also frantically released his own Sword Dao intent, as if to resist that terrifying sword aura and avoid being corroded by it.
The two old men had profound gazes. They exchanged a glance, then nodded slightly.
"Please, Sword Spirit, return to your place!" The two elders bowed slightly towards the yellow earth of the sword tomb, appearing extremely respectful.
The sword within the yellow earth seemed to hear their words, revealing a peerless, sharp aura, wild and unruly, causing the crowd to show expressions of shock one after another. This sword had condensed a powerful sword soul and had become a spirit. It was the sword of the Skyless Sword Emperor. Facing the descendants of the Sword Emperor, it remained extremely proud.
Yet the two powerful elders still bowed their heads respectfully. Only then did that sword gradually quiet down, returning to calm. Almost at the same time, the other swords instantly returned to the yellow earth, restoring peace, as if they had fallen into an eternal slumber.
All the swords returned to their places. Lin Feng let out a long breath, his entire body drenched in sweat, his heart shaken with shock. He felt as if his mind was still occupied by endless sword shadows. Here, every sword possessed life; every sword recorded a piece of history. Just now, he seemed to have felt the past growth of the Skyless Sword Emperor, that era of roaring mountains and rivers, ultimately looking down upon the world.
Seeing the swords calm down, the two old men slowly turned around and smiled at Lin Feng. "It seems that young friend has quite a connection with our ancestor. Lately, our ancestor's sword has been crying out without end. It had only just calmed down, yet it was drawn out by young friend, as if it wished to break through the air. Truly extraordinary."
"To be able to gaze upon the legacy sword of Senior Sword Emperor is my honor." Lin Feng replied politely, but he was somewhat suspicious in his heart. What exactly was the Sword Pavilion's intention in inviting them here? Was it really as the old man said, that the sword tomb had been crying out without end lately? And just now, why did he vaguely feel that Jian Wubei was guiding them step by step, leading them to provoke the sword's cry?
The old man smiled, then looked at the crowd and said, "Does everyone know the reason why our ancestor's sword cries without end?"
"The Sword Emperor Senior's sword has a spirit. Naturally, it does not wish to sink into oblivion here, so it sends out its cry, wanting to fight across the world again." Long Teng said boldly, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. Although he was not a sword cultivator, if he could obtain that peerless divine sword, how powerful would he become?
"If the peerless sword wishes to break through the air, why doesn't the Sword Pavilion take it and wield it?" Xue Biyao asked in confusion.
"This sword is our ancestor's sword. How dare we mediocre people wield it!" The old man shook his head with a smile. "Thank you, young friends, for coming to the sword tomb. Wubei, you shall entertain everyone well!"
The crowd understood the old man's meaning and took the initiative to take their leave one after another. Jian Wubei led the way ahead.
However, the crowd still hadn't figured it out. Was inviting them here just to show them the Sword Pavilion's sword tomb, and nothing more?
Walking out of the sword tomb, Lin Feng suddenly felt someone looking at him. He turned back to look, but only saw a sickly, white-haired old man guarding the gate of the sword tomb. There was nothing else.
Since there was nothing else to do, the crowd took their leave from the Sword Pavilion one after another. Jian Wubei saw them off one by one. The people of the Heavenly Terrace walked together. Lin Feng looked at Lin Ruotian and the others, a grateful expression appearing on his face. "Thank you, fellow senior and junior brothers, for today's matter."
Lin Ruotian shook his head slightly, smiling at Lin Feng. "When we left the Heavenly Terrace, Senior Brother personally instructed us. We people of the Heavenly Terrace can have grudges, can have conflicts, but no matter what our relationships are or what grievances we have, when encountering others bullying our Heavenly Terrace, we must all set them aside. Otherwise, the Heavenly Terrace, which had only just recruited its first batch of disciples, would only be bullied by other forces."
Lin Feng nodded in deep agreement. Senior Brother Mu Chen was indeed far-sighted. If the Heavenly Terrace could not unite when facing external threats, how could it be called the Heavenly Terrace?
"Furthermore, even without Senior Brother's instruction, we could not stand by and watch other forces bully our Heavenly Terrace." Lin Ruotian added.
"That's right. That bunch of scum from the Sky Dome Immortal Palace and the Heavenly Dragon Divine Fortress, so many experts surrounding you alone, utterly shameless." Meng Ba seemed somewhat indignant.
"Alright, this matter is settled. Everyone, go find your own lodgings. I'll take my leave first." The purple-eyed youth suddenly spoke, seeming somewhat dissatisfied, then flickered and left alone.
However, the crowd did not blame him. Many of those present had only met once before and could not be expected to open their hearts to each other. It was only because they belonged to the same Heavenly Terrace that they advanced and retreated together with Lin Feng.
Then the crowd dispersed one after another, leaving only Lin Ruotian and Meng Ba. Lin Ruotian intended to befriend Lin Feng, while Meng Ba admired Lin Feng for being able to ascend the Nine Heavens. They got along quite well, so they traveled together.
"Have you seen Qiu Yuexin?" Lin Feng asked the two. Since the first batch of Martial Emperor's Disciples had all come to the City of Fate, Qiu Yuexin should have come as well, right?
"We went our separate ways. Perhaps she is in one of the other three ancient cities right now." Lin Ruotian said.
"Mm." Lin Feng nodded slightly. If Qiu Yuexin had also set out together, she should have arrived faster. She had the Void Ship he had given her.
Night fell. In the ancient Sword City, there was no desolate chill at night. Pedestrians still passed by without end. Lin Feng flickered towards the direction near the City of Fate. Over there, there were vast, magnificent palaces, specially prepared for cultivators about to enter the City of Fate.
Outside that stretch of palaces, a young woman in white stood atop one of the palaces. Her black hair and white clothes danced together. The hazy moonlight spilled over her, making her look like a fairy maiden from the Nine Heavens, giving people a dreamlike feeling.
"As expected of the Snow Fairy Maiden, so beautiful. If I could win her heart, I would have no regrets in this life." Someone sighed in their heart, staring at that snow-white, enchanting figure, lost in a daze.
"Do you dare to go to the Sky Dome Immortal Palace to propose marriage? Not to mention the older generation of the Sky Dome Immortal Palace, even the young ones could crush you to pieces!"
"Sigh, the Snow Fairy Maiden of the Immortal Spirit Body is not something ordinary people can hope for. Besides, she herself has no intention of marrying out. She pursues the Martial Dao single-mindedly and is very proud. She would never be moved by an ordinary mortal."
The crowd was discussing animatedly. At this moment, Lin Feng and the other two flickered over. Seeing Xue Biyao atop the palace, Lin Ruotian said with a smile, "This woman is truly transcendent and refined, enough to stir one's heart."
"Indeed, even I am feeling worldly desires." Meng Ba stared at that fairy-like woman, quite tempted. Only Lin Feng smiled bitterly at this moment. At that moment, Xue Biyao was slowly turning around, looking in this direction, her gaze falling directly on Lin Feng.