The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother Chapter 31

Inheritance

Qin Mo looked at Fang Yue with indifference. He said nothing and turned his attention to Lin Zizheng.

Fang Yue saw Lin Zizheng stand in front of the third praying mat, staring at Qin Mo with a burning gaze.

When Qin Mo didn't pay attention to her, she snorted and pulled out her Red Heaven Silk. Once again, she attacked Lin Zizheng. She knew the last praying mat was most important, she had no time to argue with Qin Mo.

Qin Mo's fingers s.h.i.+fted, and the spirit sword returned to his hand when he saw Fang Yue's movements. He turned his wrist and stopped her again.

"Ds.h.i.+xiong!" Qin Mo turned his head and saw Lin Zizheng shaking his head, He retracted his sword, understanding that Lin Zizheng wanted to fight for the last praying mat himself.

Qin Mo pursed his lips and put the sword away.

Kong Xiao witnessed this, mouth curving into an unclear smile, and said, "This kid has quite a backbone, but I don't know if he can defeat Fang Yue. After all, she is a foundation building cultivator!"

No sooner had he spoken than Fang Yue's long red ribbon wrapped tight around Lin Zizheng.

Lin Zizheng was unable to move, and a smile appeared on Fang Yue's face. She could not handle a spirit solitude cultivator. Could it be that she couldn't deal with this small qi refining cultivator?

Before she could feel too happy, her smile stiffened. Lin Zizheng turned in the Red Heaven Silk's binding and broke free.

He lifted his right hand, and a long, black spear appeared. He grasped it and jumped. In mid-air, he thrust the spear at Fang Yue.

The tip of the spear flashed, and an echo of wind howled.

Faced with this fierce spear, Fang Yue's pupils shrank in fright. Then disdain flashed in her eyes, and she spun her Red Heaven Silk to counter it. The Red Heaven Silk was a high-level magic weapon. There was no way this small long spear would beat it.

The two weapons collided, and both attacks stilled. But a moment later, the long spear in Lin Zizheng's hand penetrated the Red Heaven Silk, and in an instant, it was torn in half.

Fang Yue started at the damaged Red Heaven Silk in her hands, eyes red, and her expression became ferocious. No longer n.o.ble and beautiful, she fiercely turned in Lin Zizheng's direction and shouted, "You dare destroy my magic treasure! I won't let you get away with this!"

She shot a water arrow in Lin Zizheng's direction and rushed towards him.

Lin Zizheng spun the spear and blocked the water arrow. Hand on the spear, he circulated his spirit power and retaliated.

Lin Zizheng and Fang Yue's attack met in the middle, and both retreated. However, Lin Zizheng backed two to three steps, while Fang Yue was forced back to the end of the wall.

In a state of uproar, everyone could see Lin Zizheng, at qi refining, was winning against Feng Yue, who was in foundation building.

Fang Yue's hand covered her chest, and she coughed, both eyes looking at Lin Zizheng in horror. If she hadn't built a large water wall in front of her, she would have been seriously injured.

"s.h.i.+jie!" Several women who had followed Fang Yue stepped forward to support her.

"I am sorry. You let me win." Lin Zizheng's face bore a gentle smile, which only hurt Fang Yue's resentful heart.

Fang Yue groaned and no longer looked him in the eyes. She sat down with the help of Yunyin Sect's female disciples and slowly adjusted her breathing.

Lin Zizheng showed a helplessness expression at her reaction then smiled at the crowd and said, "Then, the last praying mat will return to this humble one."

The crowd remained silent. The spirit solitude cultivator had already pa.s.sed the age of one hundred, so naturally, he would not compete, and the rest weren't at foundation building. After seeing Lin Zizheng's tyrannical strength, they wouldn't dare say anything.

Once Lin Zizheng sat on the last praying mat, Kong Xiao's eyes flashed, and he said to Qin Mo with a raised eyebrow, "This kid isn't bad!"

Qin Mo didn't pay attention to him. He lowered his gaze and concentrated on the long sword in his hand, but Kong Xiao saw his mouth rising at the corner.

It didn't take long for the praying mats to change. A pale yellow light glowed around the three praying mats and wrapped around the three people.

Qin Mo's vision turned black, and within, a tremendous change affected his entire body.

The empty hall disappeared without a trace, and now he sat in a confined, black s.p.a.ce where he couldn't see anything.

Without knowing how much time had pa.s.sed, silvery spots appeared in this darkness. Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and found these spots formed a picture.

A man in purple robes stood in mid-air with a starry sky behind him. He raised a long sword and murmured, "Shattered Sky Sword!"

The wind and clouds s.h.i.+fted in the sky, and the spirit aura around the man concentrated on the long sword. Even the stars behind the man dimmed a little, and with a gentle wave from the man, the long sword shone in a brilliant light. That power could cut through the sky.

Qin Mo fixed his gaze at the scene in front of him, and his eyes flashed with astonishment. He had never seen such a powerful sword ability, one that could break open the sky and cut through the universe.

The man suddenly turned, and his eyes looked straight at Qin Mo. Qin Mo's heart jumped slightly, he couldn't tell whether he was nervous or excited.

The man's eyes were bright as if light glittered from within. As they stared at each other, a silver light shone out of the man's eyes and entered Qin Mo's.

This shocked Qin Mo and he closed his eyes, but that light burst against his head and three silver characters appeared in his mind. He looked at the words and found them to be the words the man spoke: "Shattered Sky Sword."

Silence reigned in the hall. Everyone's eyes were on the three men sitting on the praying mats. There was a golden light around them.

Eventually, Kong Xiao, sitting in the middle, opened his eyes. His face filled with joy, and he glanced at Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng on either side of him. He stood and walked in the direction of Zhengyang Sect's disciples. From his expression, he must have gained a lot.

Not long after, Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng opened their eyes together.

Kong Xiao didn't expect that through this inheritance, Lin Zizheng's strength would reach ten layers of qi refining. And the atmosphere around Qin Mo continued to rise. Now he couldn't see Qin Mo's specific cultivation practice.

He smiled, turned the folding fan in his hand, and said, "Qin Mo-xiong, congratulations!"

Qin Mo looked up and glanced at Kong Xiao. With a light tone, he said, "The same to you."

Kong Xiao's words died. Qin Mo was already surrounded by several disciples from Yueqing Sect, and his indifferent expression seemed somewhat softened. He felt a little indignant.

He walked over to Qin Mo and lightly tapped his shoulder with his folding fan. Kong Xiao raised his chin and said, "This young master will leave here, what are you doing next?"

Qin Mo had the impulse to laugh, but his face remained indifferent. He nodded, "I will leave too."

He still looked the same. Kong Xiao coldly snorted and turned to leave with the people from Zhengyang Sect.

Qin Mo's lips moved, but he didn't speak. After chatting with several disciples of Yueqing Sect, they also left the hall.

When they exited the main entrance, Qin Mo stood in a vast plain, and there was indeed an ancient stone tablet, recorded with what Kong Xiao explained to him before.

This flat ground was similar to Zhengyang Sect's training ground, but it was several times larger. The most peculiar thing was, in the center of the plane, the engraving of a huge teleportation array. The array looked ancient, and the spirit stones around it were dull as if having lost the spirit power within.

There was no content regarding the teleportation array on the stone tablet, and no one had tried it. After all, there were many dangers in the secret territory, and no one knew whether the teleportation array would send people to treasures or into a monster pile.

Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng were in the sword tomb and forced by the heavy rain of swords. With no other choice, they chose the teleportation array to an unknown destination, and fortunately, their luck was excellent.

Qin Mo briefly looked at the teleportation array then looked away. He left with Lin Zizheng in tow.

Huangtian's secret territory was vast, and Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng found a cave nearby without much effort. Their strength improved tremendously after going through the inheritance, but if they didn't cultivate in seclusion for some time, their foundation would be unstable.

Qin Mo also intended to take advantage of the time and get the sword to recognize him as its master. He was interested in the Shattered Sky Sword's ability.

Translator(s): Teo
Editor(s): DarkSapphire, Empress, Bet