C5 Heaven Destroying Sword Dao

In the first row of bookshelves, there were books about the construction of buildings of different dynasties. Wu Yue was not interested in them, so he left the first row and went straight to the second row.

The second row was about the criminal law and politics of ancient times. After reading a few pages, Wu Yue put them back and went to the last row, which was closest to the wall.

This row of bookshelves was mostly about Taoist scriptures and Buddhist scriptures. Wu Yue walked around and read the books that interested him. Up to the end of this row of bookshelves, there was not a single book that aroused his interest.

Just as Wu Yue was about to return to the first row of bookshelves, a small rusty iron box under the fourth row caught his attention.

"What is this? It doesn't look like something from the Tang Dynasty. It should be from before the Han Dynasty, at least!"

Under the urge of curiosity, Wu Yue walked forward and held the iron box in his hand.

The box was not very heavy. A rusty ancient lock tightly locked the iron box. It seemed that this was the original lock on the box, and no one had ever opened it before.

"What is inside? Sigh! Who cares? Let's open it and see."

Thinking of this, Wu Yue circulated Yin Yang Battle Heaven Spell and exerted a little strength with one hand. With a crisp sound, the rusty ancient lock fell off.

Wu Yue put the lock to the side and reached out to open the lid, but the lid and the body of the box were rusted together, so he couldn't open it.

He had no choice but to activate the cultivation technique again. Then, he exerted force with one hand, and the lid and the body of the box separated from each other. Even the original connection was pulled off by Wu Yue.

However, just as the lid and the body of the box separated, there was a loud clang.

The lid in Wu Yue's hand was sent flying by a terrifying force, and it flew towards the roof with a series of sounds of air being torn apart.

This time, Wu Yue was scared out of his wits. He hurriedly raised his head to look up, but what he saw shocked him so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The lid of the box was stuck tightly to the beam of the house, and it let out a buzzing sound.

"How... How could this be? Did I meet a ghost?"

Wu Yue's face turned pale with fright. He sat on the ground and slowly retreated until his body was leaning against the third row of bookshelves. Only then did he stop.

Wu Yue wiped his face with his hand. When he touched his hand, he was covered in cold sweat. His clothes were also drenched and stuck to his body.

The buzzing sound of the lid on the beam of the house had become much softer, and Wu Yue finally looked away from the beam of the house.

He lowered his head and looked at the box that was thrown onto the ground. Following his gaze, he saw bloody handprints on the ground. They were bright red and eye-catching.

Seeing the blood, Wu Yue felt a burning pain in his right hand. He immediately looked down and looked at his right hand.

In his eyes, he saw that his right hand's thumb had been split open by the force of the lid of the box. Blood was still flowing down.

"What a terrifying force! It actually broke my thumb. What is going on? Is there really a ghost?"

Wu Yue, who was scared, couldn't help but shake his head and let out a bitter laugh.

"What ghost? Wasn't I a ghost in the past? And I even recognized an old ghost as my master. If there is no ghost, then what is going on?"

Thinking of this, Wu Yue ripped off a large piece of his sleeve and wrapped it around his injured hand. Then, he stood up. His legs were still weak, and he looked like he was really scared.

However, although he was scared, Wu Yue had lived for two lifetimes, and he was now fifteen years old. His curiosity had won over his fear.

Wu Yue slowly approached the metal box.

The metal box was lying quietly on the ground, and there was no movement. Wu Yue raised his head to look at the lid of the box on the roof. At this time, the lid had stopped ringing.

However, when he raised his head, Wu Yue suddenly had a very subtle feeling.

As Wu Yue's gaze fell on the dent on the lid of the box, the feeling became stronger and stronger.

"Why do I feel like there's a voice calling me? And it's so close to me. How can I feel that way?"

Wu Yue shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the feeling, but it was still lingering in his heart.

"Ah, forget it. Let's see what's in this box first!"

Wu Yue looked away from the roof again and squatted down. The moment Wu Yue looked away from the roof, the voice calling him in his heart became much weaker.

Wu Yue shook his head and tried his best to get rid of the feeling. Then, he looked at the box.

Inside the box, there was something that looked like an oil cloth wrapped around something. He couldn't see clearly what it was.

After the previous lesson, Wu Yue didn't dare to touch that thing with his hands anymore. He stood up and looked around. Beside the bookshelf, there was a broom used to sweep the floor.

Wu Yue walked over and picked up the broom. He gently touched the box with the broom pole. The box was pushed, but there was no reaction.

This time, Wu Yue was more careful. He took another step forward and knocked the box over. The thing inside fell out.

The oil cloth was tightly wrapped around it, so he couldn't see what was inside. Judging from its shape, it should be a book.

Wu Yue still did not let down his guard. He used the broom to open the oil cloth, revealing an ancient book inside.

Wu Yue finally relaxed and walked over to the book. He held the book in his hand. He could not tell what material it was made of. It was heavier than ordinary books.

There was nothing written on the book. Wu Yue carefully flipped to the first page. The four ancient characters appeared in his eyes. "Heaven Destroying Sword Dao."

"Heaven Destroying Sword Dao? What is this? Could it be a sword manual? Regardless of whether it is a sword manual or not, this name is still very domineering."

Thinking of this, Wu Yue flipped to the second page. The second page was also written in ancient characters. It was densely written on the whole page.

Wu Yue was not in a hurry this time. He found a clean place and sat down cross-legged, starting to read from the beginning.

"No matter who you are, if you can read these words, it means that you haven't been killed by the Heaven Destroying Sword. Then, you have already obtained my Heaven Destroying Dao Sword Technique."