Chapter 187 - 186: The Demon Discusses the Sword Master

"What is this person doing?"

Su Qiangwei glanced at Ma Ran, full of curiosity: "Do you know?"

Ma Ran shook his head.

Unlike the two who seemed utterly confused, President Huang Weiguo and Wu Di wore expressions of shock.

"The Sword Master once was here..."

Old Huang, halfway through his words, suddenly turned his head and looked at Wu Di with a complex expression: "He dealt with this kid."

Certain things, when looked at individually, may not seem that significant.

But when many similar events are put together and compared, one may discover some truly astonishing elements hidden within.

Upon careful recollection, Old Huang realized that Wu Di indeed had extraordinary luck.

When he first came to Grass Hut Academy, he clashed with Ma Ran, intending to make him a close friend—indeed "make," that word is quite appropriate.

When the Sword Master was first imparting Sword Dao to Grass Hut Academy, he had clashed with Lin Qiubai.

As for the Demon Lord, there’s no need to even mention it—everyone’s first impression upon seeing the trouble was the Demon Lord, gripping Wu Di’s head ready to deliver a fatal blow, right after falling from the sky.

It’s a scene of classic renown, one that everyone who witnessed it probably won’t forget for the rest of their lives.

So...

What exactly did Wu Di do? No need for further explanation, right?

The ultimate Iron Head classic instinct of "what you say makes sense, but I don’t believe it, I want to try"...

He’d use it indiscriminately, no matter who he met.

Wu Di, still intact without missing limbs...

Old Huang even suspected if the kid secretly awoke some superpower related to good luck.

Recollecting further, President Huang Weiguo’s gaze focused on the Demon Lord in the distance, continuing: "At that time, with a mere thought, the Sword Master instantly subdued Wu Di and incidentally subdued the other members as well..."

What does simply being a ’bystander’ mean?

Many first-term members who originally didn’t understand the meaning of these words learned it after spending some time with Wu Di.

"I see! I get it now!"

A look of sudden realization appeared on Su Qiangwei’s face.

If she remembered correctly, at that time, she wanted to prove that even without instruction, she wouldn’t be inferior to those who received the Sword Master’s teachings, thus strenuously trained her superpowers and was absent from the scene.

As for Ma Ran, he claimed he was researching opponents of the Lotus City Demon Mountain back then.

In reality...

Master Qiangwei suspected, privately, he was researching Seven Vortex Swordsmanship himself.

It’s just that the gap in talent between him and other ordinary geniuses was too vast; while others were learning one plus two equals three, Ma Ran was probably learning calculus.

Out of consideration for the fragile ego of other members, Ma Ran didn’t discuss Sword Dao insights with Lin Qiubai publicly, huh?

Humph!

She understands this guy too well!

Many times, seeing through the facade but not revealing it was just to cooperate with this guy’s plan.

In this world, is there another human more understanding, obedient, sensible, smart, and cute than Master Qiangwei?

The answer is obviously, no!

"Don’t daze, let’s go."

Ma Ran’s voice fell.

At the same time, a light but firm force was applied to her back, and Su Qiangwei stumbled forward two steps, brought back from vanity and fantasy by Ma Ran.

Slap.

"Oh!"

Her face flushed, taking small steps to catch up.

The truth has become quite clear.

Even after all this time (about a month), the Demon Lord still managed to track down a trace of the Sword Master’s presence with mere clues!

Amazing, Demon Lord!

The two followed in the footsteps of President Huang Weiguo and Wu Di.

Zhang Kuang felt something, turned his face, and displayed a classic villainous smile: "The moment I got here, I felt a familiar aura."

"Didn’t the Sword Master have a confrontation here?"

Saying this, Zhang Kuang shook his head, altering his statement: "No, he should have been imparting teachings."

"There was no killing intent."

"Only some shattered Sword Rhythm lingering around."

Sword Rhythm...

It’s a new term.

No one knows what it exactly means.

In fact, no one even knows if it has any specific meaning, or if it was just something Zhang Kuang made up offhandedly.

Having said that, Zhang Kuang slowly extended his left hand, his index and middle finger gradually separating, placed in front, with eyes slightly closed, as if sensing the intangible and invisible breeze.

Buzzing...

The sharp and thin airstream slowly condensed into shards shimmering with a deep red glow.

As the shards gathered together, they formed an anciently styled Spirit Sword.

The Demon Lord released his grip, and the deep red Spirit Sword radiated with rolling heat waves, floating in front of everyone.

"This! This is the Sword Master’s..."

President Huang Weiguo widened his eyes: "Although the color is different, the shape is indistinguishable!"

Moreover, the sword also emitted a somewhat familiar aura.

A lone prestige, stern coldness, overseeing the beings, looking down upon all beneath.

As if it wasn’t just a sword, but the incarnation of Sword Master Lin Qiubai!

"It’s just the residual Sword Rhythm."

Zhang Kuang beamed widely, smiling joyfully: "Today I’m in a good mood, so I’ll explain it to you."

"The so-called Sword Rhythm, simply put, is the unique attribute shared between the sword-wielder and their Lifebound Spirit Sword."

"Within it lies many things."

"To discern someone’s character, merely observing their Sword Rhythm suffices."

"Because it is a unique and unmatched thing, impossible to imitate or forge."

"The sword isn’t special."

"Blades, spears, staves, axes, essentially are the same."

"By viewing their weapon, one knows its master."

Saying this, the Demon Lord pointed at the deep red Spirit Sword ahead, subduing the seemingly flaming battle intent in his eyes while still carrying a hint of fervor in his tone: "This is merely a minor skill of dispersing light and shadow, not the true ability of the Sword Master; when he made a move, not even using the Spirit Sword."

Zhang Kuang furrowed his brow: "Even so, much can be discerned."

"While imparting Sword Dao, he was very weak, unable to display his full ability."

Wu Di nodded fervently nearby: "Correct! At that time, the Sword Master, his body no longer remained, and his soul was fragmented, with the Sword Skeleton and Sword Spirit attached to Ah Hao."

"So I’ve always found it weird!"

"The Sword Master felt stronger than you to me."

"Yet you tore through the space tunnel, traveling from Cangming Star to Earth, unharmed, just losing your gun..."

"It doesn’t make logical sense, it’s not scientific!"

"If I remember correctly, didn’t you previously mention breaking through the space gate or something, was it a little opportunistic... um..."

Old Huang covered Wu Di’s mouth, with cold sweat, looking nervously at the Demon Lord, laughing along: "Please don’t mind this kid, he just hasn’t learned his lesson from enough beatings, we’ll be sure to educate him properly later!"

Zhang Kuang seemed disinterested in taking offense at this matter.

He furrowed his brow, seemingly lost in thought.