Chapter 443: The Giant Sword and the White Dragon

Looking back along the small burial mound.

Rod's 【Insight Demon Eye】 pierced through the darkness and the cold mist of ice crystals, revealing a giant, ten-meter-high, water-drop-shaped block of ice less than three meters away.

Within the glowing pale-blue ice, a coiled dragon silhouette could be vaguely seen.

Rod was not in a hurry to look at it; first, he approached the giant sword.

The giant sword was quite plain, with no patterns and no decorations.

Even the hilt was bound with cloth strips; after several hundred years, it was unknown why it had not rotted away.

A slight movement stirred in his heart.

The 【Treasure Preference】 on the panel had already been triggered.

Threads condensed from spiritual energy swept through the air, pointing from afar toward that giant sword.

Oh!

An attack-type treasure!

"So this is the legendary sword that slew the giant dragon and the grave of the human swordsman. Miss Wen Na, is there any legend about it? Like, bowing three times might reveal a spiritual technique manual or something?"

Seeing that Miss Wen Na did not answer, Rod turned back to look.

Only then did he realize her eyebrows were frozen over, and her arms were crossed tightly around her body as she shivered uncontrollably.

"Weakling."

He said that, but if she actually froze to death, that wouldn't be fun.

Rod hung a heating talisman on her, then drew the 【Dedication Body Sword】, ignited the 【Heart Flame Attachment】 on the blade, and used it as a torch to warm her.

After quite a while, this weakling finally recovered.

Clutching the fluffy, burning golden sword tightly with both hands, she stammered, "This... this giant sword has the great feat of slaying a dragon. My father said... it seems to have naturally developed a certain intelligence."

"Oh? Intelligence? Is there no trap here?" Playing it safe, Rod asked.

"Trap? No. When my father brought me here as a child, I tried to pull it too. Because the giant sword has a certain intelligence, those who are not acknowledged by it cannot pull it out."

Eve's eyes had already lit up upon seeing the giant sword; hearing this made her even more interested.

"This object has a connection with me; it is precisely the destined item of my Four-Armed Naga!"

She swam forward first, casting a triumphant glance at the lagging Rod: "As agreed, if I pull it out first, it's mine."

Rod smiled: "We'll see if you can pull it out."

"Hmph, watch closely."

With that, Eve's other two hidden arms also extended from her sleeves, both gripping the hilt together.

Then came the grunting and hissing sounds of exertion and breathing.

After grunting for a long time, the giant sword did not move an inch, as if it were directly connected to the mountain body.

Miss Wen Na chuckled lightly: "My father said that back in the time of my great-great-grandfather, several Tier Nine spiritual warriors came to try, but none pulled it out. I suppose the key lies not in the magnitude of strength."

Eve, her face flushed with embarrassment, released the hilt and gave up.

She pouted and commented:

"Trash Dragon-Slaying Sword. One look and you know it's made of common material. It's awkward to hold and rough; I wouldn't want it even if I could."

After speaking, she walked away, and before leaving, she couldn't help but angrily whip the sword once with her snake tail.

"Do you want to try, Tally?" Rod looked at the succubus dozing off while holding his arm.

"No... it's hideous."

"Then I'll try."

Rod pushed her aside, stepped forward a few paces, and gripped the hilt.

The feel was cold and rugged.

The cloth wrapped around it added not a single bit of friction.

He estimated with his eyes.

The sword's length was estimated to reach two meters; the widest part of the blade was forty centimeters, and the edge thickness was about five centimeters. Just holding it, one could feel the heaviness of the metal.

Connected to the spine of the blade twenty centimeters from the hilt was a brown leather cord; its purpose was unknown.

The most interesting thing was that this thing could be said to have no blade edge.

Although it conformed to the long sword's shape of thick in the middle and narrow on both sides, the narrowest cutting edge was probably about one centimeter thick and flat.

A door-panel-sized greatsword, truly living up to its name.

It probably wouldn't work well for chopping people, but it would be quite suitable for smashing them.

At the same time, the information on the panel was displayed one by one.

【Treasure: Dragon-Slaying Sword】

【Treasure Trait: Dragon-Slaying, Spiritual Intelligence】

【Common Trait: Indestructible】

【Details: A giant sword made of Eternal Stone. The name 'Eternal' comes from its indestructibility, heaviness, and immunity to spells; therefore, this sword has only one trait.

Later, the great feat of a human swordsman slaying a dragon activated the treasure's trait 'Dragon-Slaying', and the soul remnants of the human swordsman, due to some unknown obsession from his life, attached themselves to it, forming the 'Spiritual Intelligence' trait.】

A giant sword made of Eternal Stone.

So there are no other traits?

Then, before slaying the dragon, this giant sword probably wasn't a very precious weapon.

Its value rose solely based on the treasure traits acquired afterward.

"I wonder if 【Spiritual Growth】 can make it generate new traits..."

Thinking thus,

Rod grunted, and his arm suddenly exerted force.

【Giant Dragon Heart】, 【Dragon Power Art】, 【Surging Mighty Strength】, and 【Fungal Rot Warrior Constitution】 all activated simultaneously.

Muscles compressed, veins bulged blue!

His feet took root, and with a crack, he crushed the ice crystals on the ground beneath him.

But.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword did not budge an inch.

"Then 【Power Release】 900%!"

Boom!

His strength surged by a huge margin!

The rocky ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded and collapsed!

The pressure of Spirituality descended abruptly, making the air in the already cramped cave feel heavy.

Wena screamed in fright and nearly fell over.

Tally's eyes sparkled; she greedily scanned her master's muscular arms and murmured, "If you use this on me, will I die?"

Eve was secretly startled, feeling a bit frightened.

Yet she still pretended not to care, lifting her head and chest to display her blind arrogance.

Soon.

The commotion ceased.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword had not moved a fraction.

Rod let go of his palm with regret and a touch of frustration, stepping back a few paces.

"It seems it didn't choose me either."

It was a pity the effect of 【King of Polearms】 didn't trigger; otherwise, there might have been a chance.

After all, this skill could even confiscate the pruning shears of a Great Cultivator.

Wena held the flaming golden sword, the heat making her small face turn slightly red.

She spoke gently to comfort him: "For Mr. Rod, extracting this sword is merely icing on the cake; whether you have it or not, it won't hinder your formidable strength or your ability to look down on all others."

"You certainly know how to comfort people."

Rod smiled and patted her head.

Wena's face turned even redder at once; holding the fire sword, she made a cheering gesture for him.

Then Tally glared fiercely at her, and she shrank her neck, daring not to speak again.

Rod temporarily set aside his obsession with the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

He crossed the grave and walked to the side of the massive ice block.

Inside the ice block lay a giant dragon, not entirely the same as the Bronze Dragon.

The overall outline of its head was smooth, the nose extended into a small, sharp beak-like part, the chin protruded, and the bony neck crest on top of its head was missing—exactly matching the White Dragon Horn Seal in Rod's hand.

The White Dragon was frozen in a semi-standing posture with wings slightly spread, making the ice block appear quite massive.

In fact, among giant dragons, the White Dragon belongs to a species with a relatively smaller body size.

Even this Ancient-level White Dragon was probably about the same size as the Bronze Dragon in Emerald City.

Rod placed his hand on the ice block.

【Target: Ancient White Dragon Scales (Complete)】

【'Dragon Scale Art'】 Full Absorption Remaining: 19 hours 59 minutes.

"Is this an Ancient-level giant dragon?"

Eve exclaimed, then looked at Rod expectantly: "Share some dragon bones and dragon blood with me, will you?"

"No, I need them."

Rod shook his head. "I want to use this dead dragon to test the War Soul of 'Spirit Devouring Casting'."

That is, controlling Spirituality to drill into the target, gradually replacing the target's flesh parts with Spirituality; once the War Soul construction is complete, the target's body will also turn to ash.

(End of Chapter)