C2 The Inheritance of the Sword

Sword Dao Inheritance!

Ye Qingchen was shocked.

He had heard that in the Devil Martial Continent, only experts at the level of the Tyrant Emperor and the Holy Emperor could leave behind their inheritances!

"Of course I'm willing!"

Ye Qingchen said without hesitation, "But... My Martial Vein has already been damaged. Do I still have the right to inherit Senior's sword Dao Inheritance?"

His tone was a little downcast.

"It's just a mere damaged Martial Vein. Once you accept my sword Dao Inheritance, you will naturally have a brand new Martial Vein! And it will be even stronger than the original!"

The man's tone was filled with disdain.

It was as if the damaged Martial Vein was a small matter in his eyes.

However, Ye Qingchen was extremely shocked.

He could actually have a brand new Martial Vein? And it was even stronger than the original?

If it wasn't for the fact that this was said by a powerful expert who could leave behind his sword Dao Inheritance, he would never believe it!

"However, before that, I need to remind you."

The man said indifferently, "My sword Dao Inheritance is not that easy to inherit."

He raised his hand and pointed at the sword on the stone platform.

"That sword is called the Ashy Sword."

"If you want to inherit my sword Dao power, you will have to endure the baptism of the sword qi of the Ashy Sword. That sword qi will invade your body and completely destroy the damaged Martial Vein in your body. Only then will a brand new Martial Vein be born for you!"

"Forget about ordinary people, even the experts of this world will find it difficult to endure the pain!"

"Ten thousand years ago, there were many people who came here one after another, wanting to obtain the inheritance of my sword arts."

"However, in the end, none of them were able to withstand the baptism of the sword qi. Their internal organs were all shattered by the sword qi, and their death was too horrible to look at!"

The man looked deeply at Ye Qingchen and said, "Even so, do you still want to accept it?"

"Of course!"

Ye Qingchen said without hesitation, "Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I still want to obtain the power of the sword of the senior!"

The chance to recover his cultivation and take revenge was right in front of him. How could he let it go just like that?

"Since that's the case, then you can go up the stone platform."

Ye Qingchen stepped onto the stone platform and sat in front of the Ashy Sword.

The man flipped his right hand, and a pale white light flashed.

In the next moment, the Ashy Sword trembled slightly.

Ye Qingchen suddenly heard the sharp whistling sound of the sword qi.

In front of him, thousands of sword qi appeared!

"Accumulate!"

The man clenched his right hand.

Countless sword qi immediately flew into Ye Qingchen's body!

"Ah!!!"

Ye Qingchen suddenly screamed.

Countless sword qi suddenly appeared in his body. The Martial Veins that were already fragile were being cut down bit by bit by the countless sword qi!

Although it did not hurt his flesh, the pain was simply like his flesh being cut off bit by bit until it was completely destroyed!

It was no less painful than the pain of having his bones cut off!

The sweat on his forehead flowed down like a waterfall, soaking his clothes.

The veins on his forehead and neck bulged out in an exaggerated manner. His body was trembling violently, showing how much pain Ye Qingchen was in.

However, Ye Qingchen gritted his teeth and did not let out a single scream from the beginning to the end.

His mind was filled with Xi Haoyue's framing, the Elder of the Hall of Penalty's cold eyes, and the pain of his Martial Vein being crippled.

No matter how much he had to pay, he had to get the power to take revenge!

My body... I have to hold on!

At this moment, Ye Qingchen's incomparably strong hatred and killing intent had turned into the motivation to get stronger.

His body, which was trembling violently, was slowly calming down!

The broken Martial Vein in his body had been completely destroyed. A powerful force invaded his body and was forming a brand new Martial Vein for him!

Looking at Ye Qingchen, who was perspiring profusely, but was enduring the pain and gritting his teeth, the man's eyes lit up and he said softly,

"Such a strong willpower... It seems like I didn't see wrongly..."

"Maybe he can really fulfill my last wish..."

Suddenly, his brows twitched and his expression changed drastically.

Because he realized that Ye Qingchen was actually actively guiding more sword qi into his body and trying to refine them all!

The aura on his body was rising bit by bit!

After a long time, the man muttered to himself, "What a little monster …"

The night passed by.

The whistling sound in his ears finally stopped.

The pain that seemed endless also gradually disappeared.

Ye Qingchen slowly let out a breath and opened his eyes.

He could feel that the weakness that swept through his entire body when his Martial Vein was damaged had already disappeared!

He quickly checked his body and found that the broken Martial Vein was gone. What replaced it was a pale white Martial Vein!

The center of the Martial Vein was like a small sword embryo. Twelve Martial Veins grew out from the tip of the sword and extended to every part of his body.

The twelve Martial Veins faintly flowed with sharp sword qi.

"Is this the brand new Martial Vein?"

Ye Qingchen was extremely excited.

Not only did he have a brand new Martial Vein, his cultivation had even recovered to the Fifth Level of Qi Absorption Stage!

"I didn't expect you to actually dare to refine these sword qi on your own. It seems that I have underestimated you."

The man's voice sounded at this moment.

"Senior is too kind." Ye Qingchen suppressed his excitement and said humbly.

"The Martial Vein in your body is called the Ashy Sword Vein. It contains endless sword qi and can refine the Qi that it absorbs on its own, allowing your Qi to be far stronger than those of the same level!"

"At the same time, these sword qi can be used as your biggest life-saving trump card. Once it is drawn out, it will definitely eliminate all dangers!"

The man said, "However, these sword qi will only appear when you are in a life-threatening situation."

"Also, only those who have the Ashy Sword Vein can cultivate the Ashy Sword Scripture that I created!"

The man waved his right hand lightly, and a ray of light flew into the center of Ye Qingchen's forehead.

"This Soul Fragment contains a portion of my memories from my previous life. Not only does it contain all the content of the Ashy Sword Scripture, but it also contains my understanding and experience on the path of cultivation. I hope it can be of some help to you."

"Also, you can enter this place anytime and let the Ashy Sword fight with you to make yourself stronger!"

"Thank you, Senior!"

Ye Qingchen, who knew that he had obtained another great opportunity, quickly cupped his fists and bowed.

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly asked.

"May I ask... Senior, are you an expert from the Daredevil Country?"

The Daredevil Country was the strongest country in the Devil Martial Continent.

It was rumored that there were supreme experts such as the Tyrant Emperor and even the Holy Emperor in the Daredevil Country!

He guessed that the man might also be from there.

"No, I'm not from here."

The man turned his gaze, and the hatred in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

Not from here? What did that mean?

Ye Qingchen revealed a puzzled expression.

"When you become strong enough in the future, you will naturally know my identity."

As the man's voice fell, his figure suddenly became transparent.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qingchen seemed to realize something. His expression couldn't help but change, "Senior..."

"It's fine. I am just a remnant soul that is about to dissipate. It's time for me to dissipate as well."

The man looked at the Ashy Sword on the stone platform. His originally cold eyes finally showed a trace of gentleness.

"Old friend, thank you for all these years of hard work. In the future, I'll have this little guy accompany you. You have to take good care of him and guide him to become a true expert!"

As his voice fell, the man smiled slightly. His figure that was gradually becoming transparent finally completely disappeared.

The Ashy Sword trembled slightly and let out waves of mournful sword chimes.

It was a farewell, but it was also a sign of reluctance.

"Goodbye, Senior!"

Ye Qingchen also knelt down in the direction the man had disappeared in and kowtowed.

The man was his benefactor, so he had to send him off properly.

After getting up, he looked at the Ashy Sword and smiled.

"From now on, we will be companions. Please guide me."

The Ashy Sword trembled slightly as if it was responding.

After leaving the Ashy Sword's space, Ye Qingchen suddenly realized that the jade sword in his hand had disappeared.

In his Spiritual Space, there was a small jade sword.

"It seems that in the future, I only need to use my will to enter that space."

With that thought, Ye Qingchen immediately stood up from the ground.

He stretched his body and realized that his body was in an unprecedented state!

"When I get to the Purple Cloud Mine, I will find a chance to escape from Starryfall. When I become strong enough, I will come back to avenge those old dogs!"

A strong killing intent flashed across Ye Qingchen's eyes.

Suddenly, a soft sound of footsteps could be heard.

A black shadow was approaching Ye Qingchen's cell.

Due to the dim light in the dungeon, Ye Qingchen was unable to see who it was.

"Chen? Are you alright?"

When the black shadow stopped in front of the cell door and spoke softly, Ye Qingchen immediately knew who it was!

"Uncle Xiong? Why are you here?"

Ye Qingchen immediately walked to the cell door and saw the person in front of him.

He saw a face in his forties, and there was a hint of oldness between his brows.

His back was slightly bent, and he was holding a ragged bag in his arms.

This was the benefactor who had saved his life back then, Ye Xiong!

"I am here to give you food. You haven't eaten for the whole night, you must be hungry."

Ye Xiong looked at Ye Qingchen's thin face with a heartache and quickly opened the ragged bag.

Inside was a warm cassava and steamed bun.

"Come, eat these while they're hot."

Ye Xiong urged.

Looking at Ye Xiong's gentle gaze and the cassava and steamed bun in the bag, Ye Qingchen's eyes became slightly moist.

After he was rescued by Ye Xiong, Ye Xiong treated him like his own son and raised him up.

He also treated Ye Xiong like his own father and never did anything that made him unhappy.

The fact that he was thrown into the dungeon must have scared Ye Xiong badly. That was why he came to the dungeon without the permission of the Ye family to deliver food to him.

"Uncle Xiong, put down the bag. I will eat it. Hurry up and leave this place. If they find out, it will be bad."

Ye Qingchen said in a soft voice.

"Alright, I'll leave now. Hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Ye Xiong knew that Ye Qingchen was worried about his safety, so he placed the bag at the closest place to the prison to make it convenient for Ye Qingchen to take it.

However, before he could put down the bag, a cold shout suddenly sounded from outside.

"Ye Xiong! How dare you! You actually came here to deliver food to this sinner!"