1280: Chapter 1280: Blood-drinking Sword (4) 1280: Chapter 1280: Blood-drinking Sword (4) âBlood-drinking Sword?â Wan Song frowned, his expression somewhat ugly.
âSenior, we donât intend to claim it for ourselves,â Yang Ruxin hurriedly spoke up, âwe just want to borrow it for a few days to save someone.
He has been bound by a Thousand-year Dark Iron Chain for ten years, and only the Blood-drinking Sword can cut through itâŠâ
Wan Song shook his head slightly, âItâs not that I am stingy, but, that Blood-drinking Sword simply cannot be controlled by anyoneâŠâ He paused for a moment, âMany heroes have been beheaded by itâŠâ
âSenior, are the rumors true?â Gu Qinghengâs gaze showed a trace of surprise.
Wan Song glanced at Gu Qingheng, he had heard of this youth as well, and had felt pity when the Gu Family ran into trouble.
He hadnât expected to meet him here.
Hearing his words, Wan Song couldnât help but nod, âThere are many rumors in the martial world.
The Blood-drinking Sword was originally a piece of Divine Iron left over from Ancient Times, and it was forged with blood by celestial generals Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, filled with Spiritual EnergyâŠâ
Yang Ruxin couldnât help but touch Xiaolun on her wrist.
This creature was also an Ancient Divine Beast, just like Xiaoyin, who seemed to sense something and rubbed against Yang Ruxinâs wrist.
She was from the same era as Xiaolun, wasnât she?
Why was she always left out?
Did she feel neglected?
âIn fact, the Blood-drinking Sword has never belonged to Wanren Villa,â Wan Song sighed, âThe reason it remains here is that there is a natural ice chamber beneath the villa, filled with Thousand-year Dark Ice, and only that cold air can suppress the fury of the Blood-drinking SwordâŠâ
Yang Ruxin frowned, how was this like listening to a mythological story?
Yet, her transmigration and her space were originally mystical, and there were so many Divine Beasts, so it seemed normal for there to be more mystical events happening.
âEveryone in the martial world knows that the Blood-drinking Sword of Wanren Villa is indestructible, but they donât know that no one can control it.
Many have come to ask for it, or to steal it, and in the endâŠâ Wan Song gave a wry smile, âThese are things that our Wanren Villa cannot prevent or stopâŠ
Once the Blood-drinking Sword smells blood, it must drink its fill before it will stopâŠâ
Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng exchanged glances, both feeling it to be somewhat incredulous.
âMaster Gu, your family has a great favor with the Wan Family,â Wan Song looked at Yang Ruxin, âTherefore, I cannot harm youâŠâ
âThank you, Villa Master Wan, for your warning, but I still want to go and see,â Yang Ruxin pondered for a moment.
âThisâŠâ
âPlease, Villa Master Wan, give us your blessing.
If anything happens, my husband will not blame you,â Yang Ruxin smiled.
Gu Qingheng, however, reached out and held Yang Ruxinâs hand.
Yang Ruxin looked back at him, âI wonât be in any trouble, donât worry.â
Gu Qingheng knew that once this girl spoke up, she would not change her mind, and while he would not stop her, he would accompany her.
âAlright,â Wan Song nodded.
Two days later, most of the poison in Wan Songâs body had been neutralized, and his Inner Strength was slowly recovering.
The poisonous air on the Mountain Villa had also dispersed, and the Wan Family began to repair the buildings of the villa.
At the same time, the Wan Family issued hero invitations, explaining the previous occurrences, and declared their absolute opposition to the Sun Cult from then on.
Initially, Fa Qingyang and the others were going to leave, but upon hearing that Yang Ruxin was going to retrieve the Blood-drinking Sword, none of them left.
By now, they had learned of Yang Ruxinâs real name, though apart from Song San, the others were still in the dark about her identity and gender.