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Chapter 526 - 526 291 Go Straight in (4000)_1

Chapter 526: 291 Go Straight in (4000)_1 Chapter 526: 291 Go Straight in (4000)_1 Amidst a string of conversations, Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan emerged from the hole in the wall torn open by the sword’s brilliance. They were taken aback to see Casio holding a sword in front of him, hands clasped together as if he was facing a formidable opponent.

In the dim moonlight, Sheng Feinan wore a loose black overcoat, his right palm wrapped in a white bandage used for sword practice.

He looked in disbelief at Casio, who seemed a bit flustered.

“When did you get down here?” He asked in confusion. Feng Liusi and Sheng Feinan had been studying the Spiral Eyed Sword, an antique, near the living room and had just gone to the nearby training room for a demonstration.

Unexpectedly, Shen Feinan had just become familiar with the Spiral Eyed Sword and found the key points to stimulate the hidden power in the sword’s body. However, the sudden increase in the sword’s glare was too fierce and unexpected, causing the spiral sword to slip from his hand.

In one fell swoop, it shattered the robust wall of the antique exhibition hall’s backroom.

Poor Casio, who had just fallen down, was the unfortunate victim. If he hadn’t reacted in time, he would likely have been injured by the sharp sword blade.

“I fell a few seconds ago,” Casio responded gloomily to Sheng Feinan’s question.

Sheng Feinan paused, “From the third floor?”

His gaze involuntarily swept over the faintly reflective glass shards on the ground, the adjacent window frame, and the potholes in the cement floor.

“Why can’t you take the normal path?” He said instinctively. Casio’s face visibly darkened even more.

“This is a side effect of using the Devil’s Book, or it could be called a misfortune curse. It’s making me unlucky. I fell head-first from the third-floor window. That sword you just let slip, may have a lot to do with this side effect…”

As Casio spoke, he handed the Spiral Eyed Sword, whose glow was slowly disappearing, to Sheng Feinan. But halfway through, he stretched his hand back and with a serious expression said: “Let’s not study the Spiral Eyed Sword today. I’m afraid you might have a muscle spasm and strike me again. It’s better if I keep it for now… ”

“I’ll give it back to you for research once my streak of bad luck is over.” The scenes from a little while ago flashed before Casio’s eyes causing him to feel a bit uncomfortable. Suddenly, a ray of sword light burst through the wall, enough to scare anyone to death. He was more fortunate. The Spiral Eyed Sword, a battle secret treasure imbued with special energy, could easily smash through walls and ceilings.

He feared that while he was diligently drawing a map in the study room on the third floor, a large cross-shaped sword would suddenly protrude from beneath the chair he was sitting on. The chair with him in it would be hurled upwards… Just thinking about that scenario was eerily thrilling, so he had to guard against the slightest misstep.

“Um… alright. If you need any help during this period, just let Feng Liusi and me know. How long will this misfortune last?” Sheng Feinan reluctantly glanced at the Spiral Eyed Sword in Casio’s hand. He had just started to understand it a bit, but now Casio had temporarily seized it. However, he was afraid he might lose control of the sword’s light and end up splitting Casio during practice.

“Most likely, you won’t need to…” Casio seemed to recall something, quickly changing his tone, “No, I will need your help. Please keep your distance from me, as the only foreseeable threats to me are you two…”

He had no idea how powerful the side effects of the Devil’s Book were so he decided to be cautious. Hence, with utmost sincerity, Casio said to Sheng Feinan, “No more sword practice for now.”

He then turned towards Feng Liusi, who was eagerly watching the scene unfold, with an even more stern and dignified expression, “Please restrain from experimenting recklessly…”

Feng Liusi’s smile froze. He wondered if this kid was cursing him? His words seemed weirdly unsettling.

But since Casio seemed quite serious, both of them nodded.

Casio now seemed satisfied. He stepped forward, intending to go inside through the hole in the wall. But a sudden instinct made him quickly retract his step. He glanced at the thick sturdy wall that had been slashed diagonally yet still seemed solid and robust.

Two seconds later.

Bang! Half of the wall just collapsed without warning. The rubble and dust flew, pouring down like water.

Casio nodded, a knowing look in his eyes. He decisively turned around and began walking towards the entrance of the antique exhibition.

His pace was steady, exuding an air of composure.

Upon walking for about dozen meters, Casio’s foot moved to the left, his entire body shifting more than a meter away in an instant, like a ghost.

Thud!

A terracotta flower pot, the size of a head, suddenly fell from the sky and smashed onto the ground. The terracotta pieces scattered, and the dirt and green plants inside spilled out, covering the ground.

“That’s… a balcony above there.”

Casio looked up to see a semi-circular balcony on the fourth floor. Seven or eight pots of lush foliage were arranged on the balcony railing. They seemed to have been blown down by a gust of wind.

“What kind of wind can blow down such a heavy flower pot…”

As he was muttering to himself, he heard a whooshing sound above. A gust of strong wind seemed to have swept across, and the red terracotta pots were shaking again before falling down, aiming for his position.

“Damn it.”

Casio cursed under his breath and prepared to dodge quickly. However, the foot that he extended stepped on the shattered pieces of the pot, causing him to slip. His movements delayed, the two pots hit their mark.

Thud! Thud!

Both pots landed squarely on his head. The collision shattered the pots, leaving only two clumps of green plants and black soil sticking on Casio’s head, resembling two topknots.