# 740
Chapter 741: Nightfall Approaches
Borrowing the [Divine Concealment]?
Furuhara Yoshiki looked at Lin Qiye standing before him, his expression instantly turning odd.
Are you out of your mind?
How could any wielder just lend out their Magatsu Blade casually? What's the difference between that and sharing your wife with someone else? What if you took it and ran?
Do I even know you that well?
"That's impossible." Furuhara Yoshiki said flatly.
For Furuhara Yoshiki, [Divine Concealment] was not just a single Magatsu Blade. Its blade spirit was the great master Guyue who had originally forged the Magatsu Blades. To Furuhara Yoshiki, this blade was more like his teacher, his companion—instructor and friend combined.
Lending the blade?
Absolutely not.
Lin Qiye sighed deeply, his face wearing an expression of "as expected."
"But I truly need this blade right now." Lin Qiye tried one more time. "I swear on Amemiya Haruki's chastity that after I'm done using it, I will definitely return it to you."
"Amemiya Haruki's chastity?" Furuhara Yoshiki froze. "What does that have to do with me?"
"..."
"The blade is absolutely not being lent to you. Go away."
Lin Qiye stood there quietly, showing no intention of leaving.
Feeling Lin Qiye's burning gaze, Furuhara Yoshiki suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine.
"You... what are you planning to do?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Qiye said with a face full of歉意. "After this is all over, I will apologize to you properly..."
Clang—!
Before Furuhara Yoshiki could react, Lin Qiye gently swung the [White Slash] in his hand. A flash of white light cut through the air, severing the [Divine Concealment] from Furuhara Yoshiki's waist across a distance of ten-some meters!
The gray longsword clattered to the ground.
Furuhara Yoshiki's pupils contracted sharply!
He lunged forward to grab the [Divine Concealment], but after all, he was merely a blacksmith with no combat capability and sluggish speed. The moment he reached out, Lin Qiye had already stepped into the void, appearing behind him in a flash, snatching up the gray longsword with lightning speed.
"You!!"
Furuhara Yoshiki grasped at empty air and spun around furiously, glaring at Lin Qiye with rage burning in his eyes.
"Sorry, but take a nap for now."
Lin Qiye held the [Divine Concealment] by its blade back and gently tapped the back of Furuhara Yoshiki's neck. The latter's eyes rolled back as he collapsed stiffly, falling into unconsciousness.
Lin Qiye looked at the burly figure lying on the ground and sighed deeply.
I really couldn't help it...
I didn't want this either.
Just then, the gray longsword in Lin Qiye's hand trembled violently. An elderly man in gray robes materialized from thin air, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at Lin Qiye.
He was the blade spirit of [Divine Concealment], the very man who had forged the Nine Magatsu Blades—Guyue Yukitaka.
The Magatsu Blade had been stolen, and its wielder had been knocked unconscious by Lin Qiye. Master Guyue simply could not stay quietly inside the blade watching all this happen, but he also could not resist Lin Qiye, who possessed "King's Blood." All he could do was stare at him with resentment and fury...
"Master Guyue." Lin Qiye said seriously. "Don't worry. I'm just borrowing you for a while. Before tonight ends, I will definitely return you."
Before Master Guyue could say anything, Lin Qiye waved his hand. "Put him back."
Behind him, a massive white bear, a white-haired man holding an umbrella in the rain, a pitch-black诡异 statue, and a purple-feathered crow all manifested simultaneously. Their terrifying auras surged like waves, directly suppressing the furious Master Guyue and forcing him back into the blade's body.
After all, Lin Qiye still had four other Magatsu Blades in his possession!
"So many Magatsu Blades..." Astonishment flickered in Master Guyue's eyes. "What exactly are you planning to do?"
Lin Qiye said nothing. He quietly hung the [Divine Concealment] on his waist, joining the other four longswords.
He took a deep breath, placing his palm on the hilt of [Divine Concealment]. His eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed toward the distant horizon and slowly spoke:
"I am going... to overturn this nation!"
As the words fell, he drew the [Divine Concealment] from its sheath. A massive-scale Divine Concealment domain expanded outward, completely masking all traces and fluctuations of power!
In Lin Qiye's eyes, two piercing golden lights ignited!
He took a step forward. Endless clouds churned and gathered beneath his feet, forming a single cloud that carried his body aloft into the sky.
[Somersault Cloud].
Within the concealment field of [Divine Concealment], even a god would be unable to detect any Forbidden Ruins fluctuations emanating from within. In other words, as long as Lin Qiye constantly activated this blade, anyone within this Divine Concealment domain could freely wield their Forbidden Ruins!
Perhaps to other Magatsu Blade wielders, [Divine Concealment] was merely a useless tool for hiding.
But to an invader like Lin Qiye, this was a divine artifact that allowed them to unleash one hundred percent of their power!
Lin Qiye lowered his head and donned the Sun Wukong mask onto his face—grim and terrifying. He strode across the boundless clouds and soared into the heavens, vanishing instantly at the edge of the sky.
A swathe of jet-black night surged across the heavens,
Like a blade of darkness judging all creation,
Its tip aimed at Tokyo, murderous intent surging to the heavens.
At this moment,
Countless souls knew nothing,
As nightfall approaches.
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Hokkaido.
A high-end club.
In a certain room, Baili Pangpang lay on the bed, his entire body immersed in a soft white radiance that emanated an otherworldly glow from his skin.
As time passed, the white light enveloping his body gradually faded away, finally disappearing into the Jade Ruyi that resided in his dantian.
Baili Pangpang's eyelashes trembled slightly.
A few seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes.
Those empty, dazed eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above him. Only after a long while did he gradually come to his senses, slowly sitting up on the bed.
He looked around the room, confusion flickering in his eyes.
Where... is this place?
He turned and got off the bed. Just as he was about to open the door and leave, he noticed a white piece of paper on the nightstand.
On it was written a single line:
"Fatty, we've gone to Tokyo to fight. If you wake up during this time, just wait in the room. We'll be back by tonight.
—Lin Qiye."
Baili Pangpang read the words aloud softly, standing frozen for a long moment before excitement blazed in his eyes.
Qiye and the others are here?!
They finally came?!
Baili Pangpang didn't hesitate. He placed the paper back on the nightstand, turned, and walked to the window. Gazing at the clear skies outside, a smile curved his lips.
"Something like a group fight... how could little me possibly miss it?
Brothers,
Little me is coming!"
Beneath his feet, a massive black-and-white Taiji八卦 diagram manifested, instantly covering the entire club.
Just then, a mysterious gaze projected from the void, seemingly searching for Baili Pangpang's location.
"Bothering me again?" Baili Pangpang raised an eyebrow and looked up at the void where that mysterious gaze originated, a cold smile forming on his face.
"Just a mere artifact spirit, it seems. Looks like you haven't learned your lesson from before, huh?
Then don't blame little me for being merciless..."
He extended his hand toward the void where that mysterious gaze had appeared and slowly opened his palm.
"All things... Disarm!"
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