#657 - Thirty Years Like a Dream (XI)

Ever since hearing Old Zhangtou's story of being demoted from a second-rank to a ninth-rank at the Dragon Gate Inn in the West Desert Gobi, Wei Changtian had never used the Moon Picking Sword, whether in dreams or reality.

Now that he thinks about it, he was only a fifth-rank at that time, but he was already able to use the Moon Picking Sword to perform moves with "momentum".

And now that Wei Changtian, at the third-rank realm, used the Moon Picking Sword again with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living one, he realized that this sword technique was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

No wonder Qin Zhengqiu could wipe out three thousand soldiers with one move and stop a war with one sword.

Not to mention the Heaven-rank Returning Dust Blade, even the last move of the Falling Sky Sword, which was rated as "Pseudo-Immortal" by the system... Although Wei Changtian hasn't mastered it yet, he can be sure that it is far inferior to the Moon Picking Sword.

Moreover, his Moon Picking Sword had only been trained to the Pure Realm before, and it only broke through to the Minor Perfection Realm after today's battle.

Minor Perfection.

Wei Changtian not only didn't feel any joy, but instead felt uneasy for the first time because of a martial skill breakthrough.

Because the feeling of being out of control was too...

Clearly conscious, but not completely conscious.

Clearly able to control his limbs, but as if being manipulated by someone.

Wei Changtian could clearly feel that the "momentum" contained in each move he wielded with the Moon Picking Sword did not belong to him, but seemed to belong to the "sword technique" itself.

This feeling is like... the Moon Picking Sword is alive.

It must be known that the martial skill "overpowering the user" is a very incredible and terrifying thing.

Normally speaking, the results of the same martial skill being practiced by different people must be "different from person to person", and the final display should be more or less different.

But the Moon Picking Sword is completely the opposite.

Wei Changtian can be sure that if all the people who have practiced the Moon Picking Sword have the same realm, then the power they display must be exactly the same.

And this means that in the relationship between man and sword technique, the sword technique actually occupies the dominant position.

In fact, all of the above are fine.

After all, for many people, it doesn't matter who is in charge, as long as the martial skill is awesome enough.

Wei Changtian is the same.

What really made him feel scared about the Moon Picking Sword was actually his thoughts after he "went into a frenzy" just now.

At that time, after killing the group of men in black, the formation dissipated, and he saw the crowd outside the formation.

However, his first reaction at that time was not the ease of escaping death, nor the joy of turning the tables, but...

Kill them.

That's right.

At that time, there were only these four words in Wei Changtian's mind, and the reason was very simple—

As long as I kill them, I can absorb their cultivation, and I can become stronger.

This is a primal desire for power, an incredibly greedy and unrestrained desire.

From the result, Wei Changtian was still able to control himself at that moment and did not really swing that knife.

However, this idea really existed.

Until Yang Liushi ran over to hug him, comforting him again and again... this thought gradually weakened and eventually collapsed.

Obviously, Wei Changtian had returned to normal at this time.

But he didn't know if he would fall into that state again in the future.

Will it be okay if I don't use the Moon Picking Sword anymore?

Or has the influence already been subtly produced?

Wei Changtian closed his eyes tightly, countless questions flashing through his mind.

Then, at a certain moment, he suddenly thought of Qin Zhengqiu.

He thought of the latter descending from the sky outside Guanghan City, killing three thousand soldiers of the Zhenshan Camp with one sword, and also "killing" himself.

He thought of the question of "Only one person can become an immortal" that the latter suddenly asked outside Huailing City.

Perhaps his previous guess was true—Qin Zhengqiu really wanted to kill himself.

At the very least, he must have thought so.

A quarter of an hour later, Wei Changtian finally slowly sat up from the bluestone.

"Be careful!"

But now that the crisis has been resolved, there is really no need to spend this unnecessary money.

Save where you can!

"It's okay, it's just exhaustion, I didn't suffer any serious injuries."

Smiling, Wei Changtian swayed and took two steps: "Look, isn't this quite steady."

"Showing off."

Yang Liushi muttered in a low voice, still holding his arm tightly: "If you don't have the strength, then say less."

"What? Aren't you crying and sniveling like you were just now?"

Wei Changtian's face was very pale, but he still teased Yang Liushi again, and then turned his head to Wei Zhaohai.

"Grandpa, what time is it?"

"It's almost Yin time, you've rested for almost half an hour."

Wei Zhaohai's gaze deliberately avoided Yang Liushi, and only looked at Wei Changtian and said: "Although the reinforcements from Da Jue have not yet arrived, this place is not suitable for a long stay, we should go back as soon as possible."

"..."

Wei Changtian nodded, and before he could speak, he saw Li Huaizhong take the initiative to come over.

"Young Master Wei, let this old servant carry you."

"Huh?"

Looking at this old eunuch with a "sincere" face, Wei Changtian immediately turned his head to look at Yu Qi.

"Master Yu, please trouble you to carry me for a while."

"Ah?"

Yu Qi was stunned, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay, a piece of cake!"

"Okay, thank you."

"..."

As he spoke, Wei Changtian had already been helped onto Yu Qi's back by Yang Liushi, leaving only Li Huaizhong standing awkwardly in place.

"Young Master Wei, could it be that you despise this old servant for being a eunuch, so..."

"Nonsense!"

Wei Changtian turned his head from Yu Qi's back, with a serious face.

"Eunuch Li, don't think too much, I just think you are too old!"

"Oh..."

"..."

In this way, the group quickly set off, taking the dispirited Su Xiu and the still unconscious Yan Huanwen down the mountain to the north.

Objectively speaking, their gains from this trip were much greater than expected.

Not only did they successfully rescue Yang Liushi, but they also kidnapped a Demon King and an Emperor.

Of course, Su Xiu didn't have much value.

But Yan Huanwen was different. If he was used well, there were too many things that could be done.

So it's not an exaggeration to say "returned with a full load".

The only thing is that time is tight, and there is no time to carefully search this White Spirit Mountain.

As the main mountain of the Seventh Demon Land, there should be many good things on this mountain.

And once they leave this time, they don't know when they will come back next time.

At least there is no chance in the short term, after all, Da Jue will definitely keep a close eye on the teleportation array.

What a pity, so many natural treasures are wasted...

Lying on Yu Qi's back, Wei Changtian looked at the dark mountain road, thinking wildly.

Yang Liushi kept following him, turning her head from time to time to see how he was doing.

Wei Zhaohai and Zuo Huiyu were one opening the way and the other guarding the rear, protecting everyone in the middle.

Oh, and there was Li Huaizhong, with one Su Xiu in his left hand and one Yan Huanwen in his right hand, plus himself... he had directly gathered all three genders of this world.

Under the moonlight, everyone was moving very fast, and therefore did not notice that in the forest behind them, a pair of blood-red eyes were watching them silently.

The owner of these eyes was a small fox with snow-white fur.

It just stood there fixedly, its gaze sometimes looking at Su Xiu, sometimes looking at Yang Liushi, sometimes looking at Wei Changtian, until the group completely disappeared.

Then, it also left the spot, running and leaping over the demon corpses, and finally stopped in front of a hidden stone cave after running for an unknown amount of time.

"Whoosh!"

A white shadow flashed, and the little fox plunged into the stone cave without hesitation, and then everything returned to calm.

It wasn't until the next morning that a naked, beautiful woman slowly crawled out of the stone cave.

Like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without any artificial adornment.

She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with snow-white skin like jade, and cheeks like fresh lychees.

More importantly, her appearance was too pure, like a fairy who had just descended from the sky, still ignorant of the world...

If there wasn't a hint of hatred in her eyes.