Was it you that night?
Chapter 140 - 138: Immortal and Indestructible

Chapter 140: Chapter 138: Immortal and Indestructible

The Black Rope was instantly chopped in two by Sword Master Tian Yan, but it continued to extend, determined to bind and wrap around Sword Master Tian Yan.

Watching his body about to be fully bound by the Black Rope, Sword Master Tian Yan, furious, mobilized all his spiritual power, wanting to break free from the control of the Black Rope.

The force of a Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator using ten percent of spiritual energy is immense, and the entire Sword Practice Field was rocked by the powerful spiritual power. Many disciples were shaken out of the field, with only Sect Master Zuo, Dongfang Wuya, and several elders remaining unmoved in their spots.

Shen Qinghe, because of the Red Lotus Shield Armor blocking the impact of the spiritual power, was flung out several meters before she stabilized her form.

At this moment, suddenly, two pairs of men’s hands appeared behind her, both simultaneously supporting her waist.

Turning, she saw Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen.

She was confused, not certain when the two had moved behind her, and she hadn’t detected them at all.

Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng, sensing Shen Qinghe’s scrutinizing gaze, felt inexplicably guilty and almost simultaneously withdrew their hands.

As if nothing had happened, Yan Changsheng reminded her, "Qinghe, be careful. Master Tian Yan has a strong cultivation base, don’t clash with him directly."

Shen Qinghe still found it a bit strange, "I know."

She suddenly realized why it felt odd. Xiao Chen was Nan Sheng’s fiancé; shouldn’t he be by Nan Sheng’s side? Why was he behind her?

But then she thought differently, Xiao Chen was the Big Senior Brother under her father’s leadership. It made sense that he would not just stand by while Sword Master Tian Yan tried to undermine them when her father was incapacitated.

With this thought, her attention returned to the Black Rope.

Sword Master Tian Yan’s all-out attack had shattered the Black Rope into thousands of pieces under the assault of his powerful mana.

But after it shattered, it quickly rebounded, taking the form of a spider-web-like net, lunging at Sword Master Tian Yan’s face.

Sword Master Tian Yan was worldly; he’d seen many strangely shaped Magical Treasures but had never seen one that didn’t require a cultivator to control it.

This Black Rope, unassuming in appearance, but after being shattered by his mana, could quickly transform into another Magic Artifact, and so full of spirit that it didn’t even require a master to control, as if it already had a spiritual sense. The Magical Treasure was only a step away from Transforming.

Sword Master Tian Yan, unwilling to be netted by the Black Rope, again mobilized all his spiritual power, intending to obliterate the Black Rope.

This time, he did succeed, as the net formed by the Black Rope was shattered into dust under this forceful attack.

Sword Master Tian Yan, overjoyed, believed he had finally gotten rid of the Black Rope.

Unfortunately, before he could fully rejoice, all of the shattered black dust quickly condensed into a large saber, pitch-black yet emitting a dim glow, and forcefully slashed toward Sword Master Tian Yan.

Sword Master Tian Yan had not anticipated the Black Rope, once shattered, could condense into a saber. When he saw the Black Rope transform into a large saber slashing toward him, his smile froze on his face, a beat too slow in his reaction.

Lucky for him, Zuo An promptly stepped in and pulled Sword Master Tian Yan aside.

As the saber came down, there was a thunderous "boom."

Everyone followed the sound and saw where the Black Rope had struck, the ground caved in for more than three meters, forming a huge pit.

The pit was still emitting black flames that flickered with a bluish-black glow, as if they were ghost fire from The Abyss, staring at you whenever you stared at it.

The other disciples had all kept their distance from the scene of controversy, not daring to approach the Sword Practice Field too closely. However, there were a few powerful beings present, and they felt a chill run down their spines at the sight of this eerie scene.

Everyone unanimously turned their gaze towards Dongfang Wuya, who was renowned for his vast knowledge and experience, hoping to learn the origins of the Black Rope.

Elder Wang was the first to ask, "Wuya, do you know where this Black Rope came from?"

He had heard that the Black Rope was originally Dongfang Wuya’s possession, tossed by him into the Spiritual Treasure Repository, before it was later picked up by Shen Qinghe.

That day when Nan Sheng chose the Thousand Shadow Ancient Divine Sword, it shocked the Sky Pole Sect. People had even compared Shen Qinghe’s Black Rope with it, only to have their faces slapped so swiftly.

The seemingly inconspicuous Black Rope actually possessed such incredible power.

Such a Magic Artifact was not only terrifyingly powerful, but it also did not require its master’s control to unleash such great might.

It was clear to everyone that the Black Rope was a shape-shifting Magic Artifact, capable of transforming into anything. If that slash earlier had fallen on Sword Master Tian Yan, even if he were fortunate enough to survive, his Cultivation Base would have suffered greatly.

"I don’t remember its origins, but it certainly knows its duties, protecting its master," Dongfang Wuya said with a hint of pride, a faint smile flashing across his eyes as he expressed satisfaction with the Black Rope’s protective behavior.

"Wasn’t it you who tossed it into the Spiritual Treasure Repository? Then you must remember how you came to possess it," Elder Wang pressed on with curiosity.

Indeed, he himself had developed a desire to possess the Black Rope exclusively, as such a Magic Artifact was utterly unique in the entire cultivation world, and even within the Three Realms, it was exceedingly rare.

"I don’t remember," Dongfang Wuya pretended to think for a moment before casually brushing off the question.

Meanwhile, the black blade transformed back into the Black Rope and flew to Sword Master Tian Yan, proudly lashing out before returning obediently to Shen Qinghe’s wrist.

Shen Qinghe, having witnessed the full display of the Black Rope’s power, suddenly felt that it was somewhat wronged by following her.

With her insufficient Cultivation Base, she was unable to bring out its full potential. If it were paired with a master like Dongfang Wuya, who knew what level of power it could achieve?

Today, she once more witnessed the Black Rope’s miraculous power. Not only could it transform into anything, but it was also Immortal and Indestructible. Even if it turned to ashes, it could resurrect from the dead ashes.

She believed that the Black Rope had such capabilities.

She just didn’t know why it had ended up in Dongfang Wuya’s hands, and why he had casually thrown it away. Was it because it looked too ordinary?

Sect Master Zuo also reacted at this moment, addressing Sword Master Tian Yan, "Tian Yan, are you out of your mind? Qinghe is a fine seedling that the Sky Pole Sect has difficulty in cultivating, and not only did you not cherish her, but you even struck her. As someone in the Divinity Transformation Stage, to lay a hand on a disciple who has just achieved Core Formation, aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughingstock if word gets out?"

Sword Master Tian Yan, who had just been scared into a cold sweat by the Black Rope and was feeling disgruntled, now bristled at being lectured by Sect Master Zuo, "Was it not Yan Changsheng and Qinghe who first showed no respect to their master and Elders? With Shen Zhuo unconscious, am I not permitted to discipline them in his stead?"

No sooner had his words fallen than a red shadow flashed before him. His body was suspended in mid-air beyond his control, his neck seemingly gripped by an invisible giant hand, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I think you’re just someone raised without a father’s guidance. Today, I shall take the place of your father and properly discipline you," Dongfang Wuya said with a smile that was not quite a smile as he gazed upon Sword Master Tian Yan.

Sword Master Tian Yan clearly saw the murderous intent in Dongfang Wuya’s eyes. He opened his mouth to beg for mercy but, finding the words too humiliating, simply flushed red and struggled to break free from Dongfang Wuya’s hold.

However, Dongfang Wuya’s Cultivation Base was far too powerful; he didn’t even need to lift a finger, as a mere glance seemed sufficient to snap his neck.