Chapter 170: Rosy Glow

"Buzz!!"

The Rosy Light Blade trembled violently once more, its radiance swirling.

Lu Ran's face grew increasingly joyful: "Yes, this is the momentum!"

He gripped the hilt tightly, gradually entering the realm of unity between heart and blade.

The blade is an extension of the wielder's thoughts.

"Indeed, the morning glow is not waited for; it is fought into existence."

Lu Ran slowly raised the Rosy Light Blade, gazing at its star-sparkling edge.

If that is so, why wait for dawn?

Rosy light, rosy light...

Lu Ran murmured in his heart, immersed in his own world.

In this gloomy night where myriad ghosts roam, wherever you and I pass, blade light shines brilliantly, and evil demons lose their heads.

Perhaps the people living here have already seen that glimmer of morning light amidst our repeated charges.

"Whoosh!!"

In the still-clear night sky, layers of mist suddenly surged forth.

Lu Ran widened his eyes slightly, filled with immense surprise.

Clearly, this was the prelude to a weapon ascending to the status of a divine artifact!

Lu Ran knew this well in his heart, for he had once witnessed the entire process of the Zhan Ye Dao transforming into a divine artifact at the Wu Lie Bridge.

"Lu, Lu Ran?" A voice called out.

With his heart and blade united, Lu Ran was intimately connected to the weapon in his hand and did not hear the calls of others.

"Lu Ran!!" Wang Lin Yue Ren's volume suddenly soared; naturally, he also realized what Lu Ran was undergoing.

However, Lu Ran could not ascend his weapon here!

It was currently the night of the fifteenth!

Moreover, the nightly procession of ghosts had not yet ended.

The celestial phenomenon drawn by the Rosy Light Blade caused the surrounding energy to churn.

If this continued, it would attract a massive number of evil demons to this residential compound!

"Lu Ran, take the blade and leave, go somewhere uninhabited!" Wang Lin Yue Ren shouted loudly, "There are many ordinary citizens here!"

Lu Ran jolted awake abruptly.

Without another word, he gripped the buzzing Rosy Light Blade and darted away.

The Dongshuiwan Compound was located in the east of Deng Yuxiang City, near the eastern suburbs; Lu Ran simply continued heading east until there was no more asphalt road, stopping before a snowy forest.

At this moment, the night sky was already a blur of haze, with the bright moon nowhere to be seen.

Thick mist churned and surged, chasing the figure of one man and one blade, rushing forward.

"Hiss—"

"Roar!!" Roars followed in waves, making Lu Ran's face turn grim.

A weapon cannot gather a weapon spirit on its own.

One weapon and one person must focus their entire attention, requiring unity of mind and intent.

But here with Lu Ran, the energy was churning so violently that it would naturally attract a vast number of evil demons...

"Good, then we will do as before." Lu Ran spun the blade in a flourish, "Fight our way out... Hmm?"

"Whoosh!!"

A fierce wind suddenly arose, and a violent tornado swept outward.

Lu Ran's face lit up with joy; amidst the thick mist, he heard not only the raging storm but also countless wind blades weaving through.

"Swoosh!"

The Zhan Ye Dao shot through rapidly, carrying a terrifying sound of splitting air, stabbing past Lu Ran's side to strike the mist behind him.

In an instant, Lu Ran heard the sound of blade flesh entering meat.

"Didn't I say that if there's trouble, you should find me?" A familiar female voice came, carrying a hint of reproach in its tone.

"Sister." Lu Ran tightened his grip on the Rosy Light Blade, feeling her voice was so wonderful.

In this perilous Immortal Eye, he actually felt a trace of peace in his heart.

Peace of mind,

stemming from recognition of her strength, and even more from absolute trust in her.

From within the thick mist, Deng Deng Yuxiang's voice came again:

"Focus; I will protect you."

"Good." Lu Ran naturally would not stand on ceremony, raising the Rosy Light Blade with one hand.

"Buzz!!"

The Rosy Light Blade trembled violently, greedily absorbing the churning energy between heaven and earth.

Being within the mist, Lu Ran could not see the full picture.

At this moment, the celestial phenomenon in the night sky was astonishing.

The madly surging mist rotated on its own, like numerous "mist tornadoes," enveloping the one man and one blade.

Lu Ran and his Rosy Light Blade seemed to have opened one heavenly path after another.

He stood in this world full of suffering, intimately connected to the firmament.

"Mm..."

Lu Ran's body trembled slightly, filled with fierce energy; his flesh and blood had long been saturated.

The Rosy Light Blade, however, was like a bottomless pit, devouring voraciously.

Guided by Lu Ran's spiritual will, the cool, crystal-clear black ice blade constantly rippled with brilliant luster.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

Deng Deng Yuxiang stood amidst the mist, her fingertips gently plucking as a full sixteen Wind Blades crisscrossed and darted about.

She closed her eyes, tilting her head to listen to the battlefield.

The sound of blades piercing, the sound of blood lines spraying, the sound of demons wailing.

And Lu Ran's faint sigh.

A smile gradually appeared on Deng Deng Yuxiang's face.

Somewhat proud, yet also somewhat sentimental.

Since meeting Lu Ran, only half a year had passed.

Yet for some reason, she felt as though he had already walked a very, very long road alongside her.

Night after night of the fifteenth moon, night after night of ghosts roaming, from rainy nights to snowy nights.

At Wu Lie Bridge, slaying through the night until perfection was achieved.

By the Wu Lie River, ascending to the River Realm, becoming a great expert in the eyes of the world.

Indeed, it had nothing to do with time.

On this path, he had already accompanied her for a very long way.

Now, she had finally protected him as he embarked on an important journey.

"Hoo!"

Deng Deng Yuxiang suddenly raised her hand, flinging a storm into the night sky.

Several River Realm Straw Demons flying over were engulfed by the terrifying storm; in an instant, they were churned apart, leaving no bones behind.

The celestial anomaly triggered by Lu Ran instead made Rain Alley City even more stable.

Because many demons had been drawn to this side by him.

Layers of dense mist caused the vast majority of demons to lose their sight, while making the Lord Bei Feng believers feel like fish in water.

Deng Deng Yuxiang, this River Realm great expert standing tall here, recklessly slaughtered a crowd of petty villains.

Until—

The mist suddenly grew thin, and the speed at which the Rosy Light Blade absorbed energy suddenly increased.

The rate at which energy surged in could no longer keep up with the speed at which the Rosy Light Blade absorbed it.

In merely a dozen or so seconds, the world between heaven and earth returned to its former clarity.

Deng Deng Yuxiang immediately changed tactics, casting spell after spell; storm after storm rolled up, deliberately making the battlefield chaotic.

"Buzz!!!"

The rosy light trembled.

Churning shockwaves blew Lu Ran's short, messy hair into disarray.

His pitch-black pupils flashed with brilliant radiance.

"Hoo."

Suddenly, a huge illusory figure expanded outward from within the Rosy Light Blade.

It was Lu Ran's figure.

Lu Ran was somewhat stunned; he had always assumed the image of this blade's spirit would resemble someone from his father's generation.

He had even wondered whether he should address the blade spirit as "Uncle."

He never expected that the spirit of the Rosy Light Blade was Lu Ran himself.

And not the version of himself with a gloomy face and cold, sinister eyes when facing enemies.

Rather, it resembled the version of himself who was easygoing and wore a bright smile when facing friends and family.

No,

he seemed excessively "bright."

Even though the blade spirit flashed and vanished in an instant, Lu Ran, as the blade's master, could naturally perceive every detail of it.

The deeper Lu Ran understood, the more alarmed he became.

This blade spirit...

Its brilliance was so intense it was simply radiant for ten thousand miles!

Lu Ran pressed his lips together and, under the protection of the Great Da Da Mengyan, indulged wholeheartedly in One's Own World.

Yes,

a blade is the concrete manifestation of the wielder's spiritual will.

The radiance it displays naturally represents Lu Ran's expectations for it, as well as his own desires.

Previously in Lord Bei Feng City, when Lu Ran carried the Rosy Light Blade to welcome the nourishment of the Lord Bei Feng Divine Ruin fragment, he had once achieved unity of heart and blade, his emotions surging again and again:

We will kill our way out time and again toward the golden light of the rising red sun, using that golden light to pierce through the misty curtain.

Then we will gift the brilliant rosy light behind that misty curtain to the thousands upon thousands of souls in this world who have suffered endless hardships.

"Pfft!!"

On the battlefield ahead, a booming sound of burning suddenly arrived.

Lu Ran's heart jolted; he immediately raised his eyes to look.

He saw a huge Straw Demon blazing fiercely with Xiong Xiong flames, having already fallen into a frenzied state, waving its arms wildly like a madman.

The flammability of this species was truly breathtaking.

The Straw Demon was as if its entire body had been smeared with accelerant; when subjected to a certain scale of fire attack, it would go "Boom!" and ignite, even faintly accompanied by an explosive shockwave.

"Hmph." Deng Deng Yuxiang let out a cold snort and flicked her hand casually.

A massive storm instantly engulfed the Straw Demon, immediately transforming into a fiery tornado.

Lu Ran finally witnessed the majestic prowess of the Great Da Da Mengyan!

A full sixteen flying knives crisscrossed and shuttled through the air; she seemed to have activated a "Blade Domain"!

Jiang Pin: Wind-Slaughtering Token!

Blade after blade of wind slaughtered the surrounding demons; countless blood lines interwove, making one's heart pound and flesh tremble!

Furthermore, a slender, elongated great sword named Night-Slayer specifically targeted and slew the massive, powerful demons.

Invincible everywhere, brimming with killing intent!

Regarding the term "Jiang Jing expert," Lu Ran now had a far more intuitive understanding.

He glanced around; storm after storm formed a defensive array, simultaneously claiming the lives of demons at every moment.

"Master." Suddenly, a voice echoed directly into Lu Ran's mind.

The tone was identical to Lu Ran's own, leaving him slightly unsettled.

"Kill?" Lu Ran raised the Xia Guang Dao.

The Xia Guang Dao suddenly trembled, gently bouncing Lu Ran's palm away, and hovered independently above his palm.

"Hmm?" Deng Deng Yuxiang turned her head slightly, glancing backward with her peripheral vision.

She saw the Xia Guang Dao suddenly fly away from Lu Ran's palm, abruptly darting back and forth!

Deng Deng Yuxiang's beautiful eyes lit up!

In this dim night, she seemed to truly behold beautiful morning clouds.

Although the Xia Guang Dao was clearly made of pitch-black, translucent black ice, a brilliant luster rippled across its blade.

The colors of the morning clouds were never static.

At times pale red, at times golden-red, at times orange-red, at times deep red.

Yet no matter which shade of red it was, all were dazzlingly brilliant, flowing with light and color.

Energy surged within the Xia Guang Dao, leaving behind trails of dreamlike, illusory mist wherever it passed.

Like colorful clouds permeating the world, they lingered without dispersing.

"Whoosh!!"

Deng Deng Yuxiang's divine power churned, following the flight path of the Xia Guang Dao to reinforce the eight storms encircling the two of them.

Until she faced Lu Ran, meeting his burning gaze with a playful smile:

"I seem to be hallucinating; the sky shouldn't be bright yet?"

The Lord Bei Feng Clan naturally held a special affection for blades.

The woman's teasing words were filled with love and appreciation for the Xia Guang Dao.

"Mm, the sky indeed isn't bright yet."

As he spoke, Lu Ran suddenly reached out and firmly grabbed the flying Xia Guang Dao.

Why need the blazing sun to gift the morning clouds?

The mortal world already possesses the blade of an old friend.

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