Chapter 203: Again Hearing the Clear Cry

"Not a single clue?"

Hearing this, Shen Xingchen raised an eyebrow, looked deeply at Yu Zhangsheng as if hinting at something, and said.

"Yes, indeed there isn't." Yu Zhangsheng nodded, affirming.

"Such an opportunity is rare to encounter, but I believe your luck is heaven-defying, Zhangsheng; when the time comes for you to possess it, you will meet it."

Shen Xingchen chuckled and did not ask further.

Instead, he paused, then continued: "Cao Jinxian... is indeed a genius. I think, since he cultivates both Beast Taming and the Sword Path, if there is an inheritance, it should be divided into Beast Taming inheritance and Sword Path inheritance."

"It's just that you only cultivate the Beast Taming Path, Zhangsheng, so that Sword Path inheritance would be a pity."

Shen Xingchen shook his head slightly, sighed faintly, and suddenly said while looking up: "However, I feel that it's not impossible for you to learn both the Sword Path and Beast Taming dual cultivation, Zhangsheng. Presumably, with your talent, this isn't difficult."

Yu Zhangsheng felt embarrassed, chuckled, and waved his hand: "Senior Brother Shen is joking. What talent do I have? It's all just luck, far from a true genius, incomparable. Even my Spirit Platform has only seven layers."

Yu Zhangsheng said this with his mouth, but in his heart he was very clear: Shen Xingchen's last words were just flattery, to be more tactful.

His true purpose was hidden in the previous words.

The meaning wasn't hard to guess: since you, Yu Zhangsheng, are a Beast Tamer, if there really is Cao Jinxian's inheritance, the Sword Path inheritance would be useless to you—a rib of little use. Better to give it to me; you take your Beast Taming, I take my Sword Path.

Of course, if it were really so, Yu Zhangsheng might consider it, but these are all matters with no certainty yet, and he would still play dumb.

As for Shen Xingchen's talk of dual cultivating the Sword Path and Beast Taming, forget it. Yu Zhangsheng knew very well that his Beast Taming talent relied entirely on cheats, but the Sword Path had no cheats.

Specializing in the Sword Path was not friendly to him. Without cheats to let Yu Zhangsheng cultivate with peace of mind? Forget it.

Yu Zhangsheng expressed that he could not accept it, while Shen Xingchen just smiled, mentioned it casually, and did not insist, so as not to provoke Yu Zhangsheng's resentment.

Time passed bit by bit. After the physical body broke through again, the tempering effect of this Sword Washing Pool on Yu Zhangsheng was no longer significant. Even the Second Layer Spirit Platform had almost stopped condensing further, reaching only about eighty percent.

However, even so, Yu Zhangsheng was already very satisfied. This trip to the Sword Washing Pool had brought a tremendous increase to his combat power.

"According to what Shen Xingchen said, this Xuantian Giant Sword is in a sealed state, but even so, the Sword Qi it undoubtedly emits has already caused this Sword Washing Pool..."

Yu Zhangsheng pondered, his eyes flashing with brightness, looking at the Xuantian Giant Sword near at hand, feeling somewhat eager to try.

"I wonder, if I touch it with my own hands and feel it, what would it be like?"

Yu Zhangsheng thought, his eyes narrowing slightly. After a while, without changing expression, he took another step toward the Xuantian Giant Sword in the center, and his Divine Sense slowly spread out.

As he approached, the Sword Gang spreading in the Void became even more violent, but for the current Yu Zhangsheng, it was merely somewhat troubling and could not pose an obstacle. His Divine Sense spread first over this Xuantian Giant Sword. At the moment of contact, a chill was transmitted across space into Yu Zhangsheng's mind; his Sea of Consciousness trembled with it, without discomfort, and an indescribable sense of comfort spread through his whole body.

At the same time, the appearance of the Xuantian Giant Sword was also clearly transmitted into Yu Zhangsheng's Sea of Consciousness.

The Xuantian Giant Sword was entirely silver-white. The whole sword body was inverted and inserted in the center of the pool water; the sword tip could not be seen. The width of the sword body was probably as wide as a person.

As for height, it was over five meters. Streams of flowing light hung down from top to bottom, making it indistinct to the naked eye, a blur, but under Divine Sense, everything was clear at a glance.

The sword body was slender, with a dragon head coiled around the hilt. Mysterious patterns spread from the hilt to the sword tip. In the middle of the sword body, the two characters "Xuantian" were carved, written in a dragon-flying-phoenix-dancing style, naturally carrying an arrogant aura. The sharp Sword Qi—even separated by Divine Sense, Yu Zhangsheng felt a shiver of fear.

Vast Spirit Qi enveloped it. At the same time, three thick, blood-red patterns were very conspicuous, spreading across the sword body, flashing on and off, as if suppressing something. Traces of a Formation were hidden but not revealed.

"Xuantian..."

Yu Zhangsheng's eyes were obsessed. He couldn't help but murmur aloud. An invisible aura enveloped him. Under some ghostly impulse, Yu Zhangsheng didn't know why, but his Divine Sense sank completely into it again, and his body moved uncontrollably toward the Xuantian Giant Sword. He extended a finger, slowly reaching toward the sword body.

"Hmm?" Shen Xingchen was startled by Yu Zhangsheng's murmur, slowly opened his eyes, looked toward Yu Zhangsheng, and frowned slightly without thinking.

The next moment, after seeing Yu Zhangsheng's movement clearly, Shen Xingchen's complexion changed drastically. He cried out in alarm: "What are you doing? Don't touch it! The Sword Qi above will make your soul fly and scatter in an instant?!"

It was just a pity that the current Yu Zhangsheng seemed to have fallen into a demonic obsession, foolishly looking at the Xuantian Giant Sword. His body's movements did not stop, nor did he respond to Shen Xingchen at all.

Even though the Xuantian Giant Sword was now sealed, the Sword Qi it unintentionally emitted could become a Sword Washing Pool. The might of its true body was unimaginable. Below Golden Core, touching it meant certain death. This was also why Lu Ruikai had repeatedly reminded them before entering. Seeing Yu Zhangsheng's actions now, how could Shen Xingchen not panic?

Almost at the same time Shen Xingchen spoke, he immediately rushed toward Yu Zhangsheng, wanting to grab him.

Although he didn't know what madness Yu Zhangsheng had gone into, he had to stop Yu Zhangsheng's actions right now. It was just a pity that within this Sword Washing Pool, Shen Xingchen's movements naturally could not be fast. Even though he struggled desperately, he was still a step too slow.

"Clang!!"

Yu Zhangsheng's finger touched the Xuantian Giant Sword. A cold yet hot feeling flowed along his finger through every part of Yu Zhangsheng's body. The Xuantian Giant Sword trembled slightly. Amid the vibration, the water of the Sword Washing Pool rippled. The violent Sword Qi also stopped. An invisible fluctuation instantly spread throughout the entire Sword Washing Pool, but it was well controlled, not leaking a single bit.

On the sword body, those three thick blood-red patterns shone even brighter. The power of the seal erupted, stopping the trembling of the Xuantian Giant Sword. Besides that, a faint clear cry, through the Xuantian Giant Sword, echoed in the depths of Yu Zhangsheng's heart and mind, rippling in his Sea of Consciousness, rather than the outside world.

"Wuu..."

This clear cry was hard to describe in words. Like flowers blooming meeting light, clouds parting to see the moon. Like a breeze under the morning rosy clouds, white dew in the mountains and wilds.

Quiet, melodious, possessing a mysterious divine power, making the heart sink into a piece of tranquility. The mind and spirit became clear and penetrating. The body's magical power also rose and fell with this clear cry, sometimes slow, sometimes urgent.

(Chapter End)