Ye Tian couldn't wait to get his hands on the Black Glaze Sword. He had a feeling the sword was at least a Spiritual Artifact, which made it incredibly precious.
The Black Glaze Sword still lay on the ground. Ye Tian knew from last time that the sword was incredibly heavy; without using his Dragon Spiritual Power, it was impossible to even lift.
This time, the Dragon Spiritual Power in his body was countless times stronger than before, so he wasn't worried about his strength giving out.
Just then, a young woman wearing a purple dress and a matching veil appeared in the crowd. Her limpid eyes were fixed on Ye Tian as he prepared to draw the sword.
It was, of course, Ye Feifei. Seeing Ye Tian standing there safe and sound, her anxious heart could finally rest.
However, another person in the crowd also spotted Ye Tian, his expression one of shock and disbelief.
'How did this kid end up here? Don't tell me Protector Ye met his end at his hands?' the man muttered to himself. He then quickly left, rushing toward the Ye Family estate.
Meanwhile, Ye Tian was slowly circulating the Dragon Spiritual Power within his body. He was confident he could draw the Black Glaze Sword on his first try.
The crowd watched Ye Tian, eager to see if he could perform a miracle. He had come so close to drawing it last time, so after all this time, he must have returned with newfound confidence.
In an instant, a ceaseless buzz of discussion filled the air. Those who didn't know what was happening asked questions, and those in the know explained. The crowd grew larger and larger, creating a lively scene.
After taking a deep breath, Ye Tian bent down, swiftly gripped the Black Glaze Sword with both hands, and lifted it from the ground. This time, lifting the sword felt incredibly easy.
The crowd erupted in cheers when they saw Ye Tian lift the Black Glaze Sword so effortlessly. They all waited in anticipation for him to draw it.
Ye Tian circulated his Dragon Spiritual Power, and his palm grew slightly warm. As he infused the Dragon Spiritual Power into his hand, a searing hot current suddenly surged from the hilt into his palm.
Caught completely off guard by this sudden event, Ye Tian instinctively threw the Black Glaze Sword to the ground. A pained expression twisted his face as he frantically shook his sword hand.
From the crowd, Ye Feifei found Ye Tian's reaction very strange, but she couldn't just go over and ask him about it. The sloppy old man's stench was truly unbearable; if it weren't for Ye Tian, she wouldn't have stayed for a single second.
Ye Tian looked at his palm and found a patch of red. Then, a red Dragon-shaped Mark appeared, as if it had been branded onto his skin.
"What's going on? Is this Black Glaze Sword acting up again?" Ye Tian asked the sloppy old man in a low voice.
At that moment, the sloppy old man was more shocked than anyone. Only he knew the true secret of the Black Glaze Sword, and he never expected that this day would finally come. Even though Ye Tian hadn't drawn the sword, he already knew the outcome.
"You have two more chances. I hope you can draw it. If you still can't, you won't get another chance after this!" the sloppy old man said to Ye Tian, suppressing his excitement.
Ye Tian felt a bit frustrated. Not only had he been burned by this bizarre sword, but he wasn't even allowed to ask about it. However, for the sake of obtaining the Black Glaze Sword, he could only grin and bear it.
Ye Tian continued to circulate his Dragon Spiritual Power, and the pain in his palm gradually faded. The red Dragon-shaped Mark, however, remained.
When Ye Tian had thrown the Black Glaze Sword down, many people were confused and disappointed. A lot of them assumed he had failed again. Some even felt that staying to watch him was a waste of time and began to leave.
The murmurs and jeers were incessant. Standing in the crowd, Ye Feifei was also extremely frustrated. She wanted to tell them all to shut up, but she held back so as not to disturb Ye Tian.
Ye Tian walked up to the Black Glaze Sword once more. This time, he was full of confidence, refusing to believe the sword could have any more tricks up its sleeve.
As he infused his palm with powerful Dragon Spiritual Power, Ye Tian saw the Dragon-shaped Mark begin to emit a faint light. The more Dragon Spiritual Power he channeled, the brighter the light glowed. It was a bizarre sight.
Ye Tian immediately stopped channeling his Dragon Spiritual Power. 'If someone with ill intentions notices this, it could cause a lot of trouble.'
But wanting to draw the Black Glaze Sword without being able to use his Dragon Spiritual Power put Ye Tian in a difficult position. He needed to think of a solution. He stood motionless, lost in thought.
The crowd found it strange that Ye Tian had suddenly stopped, and the murmuring started up again.
After a few breaths, a slight smile touched the corners of Ye Tian's lips. He began circulating his Dragon Spiritual Power again, but this time, he channeled it into his left palm. Since his left hand didn't have a Dragon-shaped Mark, it wouldn't glow.
When he was ready, Ye Tian bent down and picked up the Black Glaze Sword with ease. This time, he gripped the hilt with his left hand and the scabbard with his right, and slowly began to draw the blade.
Everyone was surprised to see him use his left hand. But as they watched the Black Glaze Sword emerge inch by inch from its scabbard, their eyes lit up.
Ye Tian realized that drawing the Black Glaze Sword wasn't nearly as difficult as he had imagined. It felt as easy as drawing an ordinary Fine Steel Sword, and its weight seemed to have lessened considerably.
'Perhaps only that sloppy old man can answer the countless questions in my mind.' A few breaths later, Ye Tian smoothly drew the Black Glaze Sword completely. He pointed its tip to the sky, his presence suddenly commanding and powerful.
For a moment, everyone was stunned. Someone had actually drawn the Black Glaze Sword with his left hand—and it was a Martial Artist who was only at the One Vein Fourth Layer.
But soon, thunderous applause erupted. Witnessing such a spectacular scene was well worth the ovation.
However, the gazes of many in the crowd also revealed greed and jealousy. The drawn Black Glaze Sword had the unmistakable aura of a Divine Weapon, and many people coveted it.
"Very good. Since you were able to draw the Black Glaze Sword, it is now yours. I hope you will take good care of it!" the sloppy old man said.
After sheathing the Black Glaze Sword, Ye Tian said, "Thank you for the sword, Senior. I will be sure to treasure it. However, I have a question and hope you can resolve the doubts in my mind."
The sloppy old man glanced at Ye Tian and chuckled. "I know what you want to ask. If you want the answers, come to the back mountain tonight. I have matters to discuss with you as well."
Ye Tian nodded. Suddenly, a brilliant white light erupted from the sloppy old man's body, so bright that no one could keep their eyes open. In the next instant, a middle-aged man in white robes stood before Ye Tian.
Ye Tian was dumbfounded. So was everyone else. The nauseating stench from moments ago had vanished instantly, replaced by a faint, refreshing fragrance in the air. Everyone stared at the middle-aged man with bewildered expressions…