The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 122: Chapter 121 Dad?

"Now then, I have shown you my colossal a.r.s.enal of Fabled and Savior swords, shouldn't you show some appreciation and unsheathe your Phoenix sword in return?" The voice asked, its tone devoid of expressions, but Nightin knew that the voice was l.u.s.ting after his sword.

Standing upright and averting his gaze from the majestic array of swords, he said to the voice "I may not know if you are me or am I you, we might even be two different ent.i.ties. But don't ever expect me to give in to your requests."

"Are you really seeking death or do you not understand my intentions?" The voice threatened, but it finally regained its original voice which sounded cancerous to the ears.

"You want the Phoenix sword." Nightin replied casually, but the grip on his sword tightened.

"If you know what I want, everything will be done once you perform the exchange. It is a pretty good deal to exchange a low grade Savior sword for a low grade Fabled sword after all, such chances don't come by easily."

The voice tried to tempt Nightin, but decided to turn aggressive since he would not agree.

"You forced me to steal it from your hands! You could have at least earned something through it, the key isn't something you should possess." The voice said as an invisible Psy beam shot towards Nightin.

The key? That was the only thought Nightin could process before evading to the right subconsciously.

His battle instincts had saved his life once again.

"You managed to survive? But what will you do against a shower of Psy beams?

This time, Nightin could sense countless ripples forming in the air, maybe around eight of them as the air started to reverberate and split apart.

"Human, I'm sure that your senses are sharp enough to have detected whatever is coming for you if you refuse. Hand over the sword now and I might consider letting you leave here alive." The voice mentioned again as the Psy energy in the air gathered together to form a gigantic Psy beam.

"Like I have said, pry it away from me if you truly want it, but will your master allow you to injure me to that extent?" Nightin asked back, his hair swaying along with the windstorm that he is eluding as he held the Phoenix sword with two hands.

"Tch! You asked for it! As long as I obtain the sword and that man does not find me, my master will definitely help me to take on the human form.

Suddenly, the sound of clapping came from the darkness, Nightin turned around 180° and could sense the presence of someone walking towards him.

Even so, his vision was still blinded and the current dire situation he is in leaves him without any escape path, he was trapped in the middle of two predators.

He was just a prey they were chasing after, the voice doing it out of greed while the ent.i.ty who had just arrived, all his aura conveyed was killing intent.

"Who are you? There is no way that you can even access this area to begin with!" The voice screeched in fear as it trailed off further.

That man was eluding an aura which he instinctly feared, it was not because it is petrified, he was just feeling the sense of doom from the person who had just appeared which arose from his bones.

That man did not prettify him because of his aura, but due to the fear that he has imbued upon their race, especially after they sacrificed countless royal knights who only serves the Supreme Pontifex.

Just what is going on out there? Nightin questioned as he stayed rooted to the spot, one wrong move right now and he would capture their unwanted attention.

"Who am I and what am I doing here? Why don't you take a look for yourself?" The man removed his hood and stared straight into the eyes of the spirit.

The body of the spirit was black in colour, it had no limbs and only had two eyes which were brown in colour. As for its mouth, it was just an circular hole which was constantly opened.

"No... No... No! How can you still be alive? We have made sure that all the precautions were taken and that your cultivation was crippled!" The hideous looking spirit shrieked in fear as it tried to escape, but a prison cage suddenly landed on it from above.

The prison cage was made of lightning and it was actually giving off a vzzt vzzt sound and the light blue bars of it, only made the hideous spirit more afraid

"No please... Let me out! I don't want to die yet!" The spirit begged as tears actually started to leak from its eyes. "I... I am meant to become a Royal guard of the Supreme Pontifex once I capture that young lad, so why must you be in my way?"

Upon realising that being a coward was futile and just a waste of strength, the hideous spirit crashed against the wall at full strength.

"Ahh! d.a.m.n it! How did you figure out the weakness of my species!" The hideous spirit screamed in pain when the lightning penetrated deep into his body.

That was the weakness of his race, their bodies were made of slimy liquid and they could ghost through all physical and even mental objects and walls, but lightning was their natural nemesis, probably existing just to counter them and prevent them from ruling the cultivation universe.

"You have been rash." The middle aged man said calmly, yet the killing intent on Nightin was actually taken back and driven towards the hideous spirit.

"Just let me go! It was the orders of the supreme pontifex, I was merely fulfilling my orders by halting the progress of your..."

The middle aged man suddenly shrunk the size of the cage as the lightning bars paralysed the spirit, causing its body to spasm from the shock and cutting off its sentence.

"Just who are you?" Nightin blurted out before he could even process his thoughts, the middle aged man who was helping him right now gave him a sense of familiarity, yet it felt so distant at the same time.

"I'm unable to reunite with you yet, at least not until the day you reach the Great Saint realm." That was all the man said as he turned his attention towards the hideous spirit and told Nightin "He will be great nutrition for your sword."

Before he left, the cage suddenly burst alongside with the hideous spirit, marking the end of its career as a black pearl landed on the ground. "Give the black pearl to your sword, it should help it to progress the middle grade Savior sword instead of five years of waiting.