Chapter 100: Return My Flying Sword

“Song Qingxiu, by insulting that Senior like this, you are just asking for your own death,” Uncle-Master Wu said with a cold expression. That Senior had helped him out of a difficult situation back then. Now, seeing Song Qingxiu insulting him like this, he was filled with anger inside.

Originally, he had felt a little bit of sympathy for Song Qingxiu, but now, it was completely gone. That Song Qingxiu had brought all this upon himself by reaching this point today.

“Haha, asking for my death? If that so-called Senior had any real ability, he would have taken the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact from my hands long ago. Would he have waited until now?” Song Qingxiu let out a wild laugh.

Listening to these words, Zhou Yu stared intently at the radio. From previous events, this radio could sense his thoughts, so it must have some level of Spiritual Consciousness.

Right now, besides verbally provoking the radio, he was also constantly thinking in his heart about getting the Lifebound Flying Sword from Song Qingxiu’s hand.

Suddenly, the radio, which had just returned to normal, lit up with a burst of light, surrounding it.

A look of pleasant surprise appeared on Zhou Yu’s face. Was the radio about to show its power? Sure enough, he clearly saw a small cluster of light slowly moving out from within the radio. Inside it, he seemed to see a tiny sword.

“You shameless fellow, didn’t you directly steal my things the first two times? Why don’t you dare come today? Don’t you have the ability to steal my Lifebound Flying Sword?” The mocking words of that Song Qingxiu from the radio continued to come through.

At this moment, Uncle-Master Wu, who had been staring intently at Song Qingxiu, let out a few loud laughs. “Hahaha, my Junior Brother Song, take a good look at your hand. The Flying Sword you were tightly holding is gone.”

Song Qingxiu’s face changed drastically. He hurriedly looked down at his hand. The Flying Sword that had been tightly gripped in his hand had vanished without a trace. He had been holding it tightly just now and hadn’t felt it disappear at all.

Right then and there, he quickly formed a Sword Seal with his hand, closed his eyes, and tried to summon his Lifebound Flying Sword back, while also trying to check for traces of that shameless Senior.

However, very soon, he opened his eyes, his face changing dramatically. He muttered to himself in disbelief, “This is impossible. This is impossible. How can I not sense the Lifebound Flying Sword? It’s impossible. He couldn’t have erased the mark on my sword instantly. It’s even more impossible that he could have moved it thousands of miles away instantly.”

And at this very moment, in the Earth World, Zhou Yu watched as that small cluster of light successfully broke free completely from the radio and rose into the air. Inside it was a small green sword.

Hearing Song Qingxiu’s words from the radio, he couldn’t help but smile. Instantly moving thousands of miles? This was much farther than thousands of miles. This was the distance between two worlds.

Just as that cluster of light completely separated from the radio, in the Immortal World, Song Qingxiu, who was muttering to himself, unable to accept this reality, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

“The mark… my Divine Sense mark has been completely erased. This… this is impossible. This is impossible. Not even several Elders could completely erase the Divine Sense from my Lifebound Flying Sword in such a short time. My Green Radiance, my Green Radiance… return my Green Radiance.”

Song Qingxiu staggered forward a few steps and then collapsed heavily to the ground, looking utterly devastated.

Although this Lifebound Flying Sword hadn’t cost him all his savings, it was still the best Spiritual Artifact he had been able to obtain so far. In terms of combat power, it was even better than Uncle-Master Wu’s Lifebound Spiritual Artifact.

But now, the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact was gone. The mark was erased. This meant that this Flying Sword no longer belonged to him from now on.

Besides the Flying Sword, this gamble he had been so confident about was completely lost, lost utterly. Coupled with the loss of Divine Sense, it turned him from a high-and-mighty, very dashing Cultivator into a devastated, pale, and weak person, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

Seeing Song Qingxiu in such a state, Uncle-Master Wu felt no trace of sympathy in his heart. “You brought all this upon yourself. If you had shown even the slightest respect toward that Senior, you wouldn’t have ended up like this today. The items from the Divine Chef Villa, I will come to collect them in a few days. As for the bet, forget it.”

Although his expression was cold on the surface, Uncle-Master Wu still felt a twinge of pity. He did not pursue the bet’s wager of selecting an item from the storage bag.

It was just that, in his opinion, this Song Qingxiu did not deserve the slightest sympathy. As a Cultivator, to be so reckless, never considering the consequences of anything, even to the point of insulting a Cultivation Senior with Mastery of Creation, one could say his mental cultivation was terribly poor.

Even those Elders who were at odds with him, when facing this Senior, might have doubts, perhaps even speak disrespectfully, but they would absolutely never dare to insult him in the slightest.

Back when he had encountered that Senior, he had also lost some of the things in his hands. However, he had only used threatening words and said some disrespectful things. He had never considered using more extreme insults.

Just as Uncle-Master Wu turned to leave, a weak but icy voice came from behind him. “Stop. What I, Song Qingxiu, said, I naturally will not go back on. This is the item from the Divine Chef Villa. And also, this is my storage bag. You may choose one thing from it…”

The voice from the radio stopped abruptly at this point. This time, the radio seemed to shut off directly, not even the static sound appeared. And the cluster of light above the radio also gradually faded away. The Flying Sword slowly descended.

Seeing this, Zhou Yu’s expression changed. He quickly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Flying Sword, gently placing it on the table.

At that moment, he didn’t pay attention to the Flying Sword. He directly picked up the radio and tried turning some knobs. But the radio gave no response at all.

Looking at the radio in his hand, Zhou Yu had a bad feeling inside. Previously, when he had taken items from the Immortal World, the radio had not lit up all over with light like it did today. Probably, the energy of this Flying Sword was too great, causing the radio to overdraw its energy as well.

If it was just overdrawing energy, maybe it could be replenished in a few days. What he feared was that the radio’s magical ability had directly fainted from exhaustion. If that happened, he would have gained little for a greater loss.

After all, what he had obtained was just a Flying Sword that he couldn’t use at all right now. If that caused the radio’s ability to disappear, it would be something he could regret for a lifetime.

Zhou Yu shook his head and gently placed the radio on the table. For now, he could only watch and not do anything, because he still hadn’t figured out the energy the radio absorbed.

However, based on his deduction, the biggest possibility was that the radio had overdrawn its energy and needed replenishing. As for how many days it needed, that was an unknown.

His gaze fell upon the Flying Sword lying on the table. It looked very small within the light, and after the light disappeared, it still remained a mini Flying Sword.

Zhou Yu slowly pinched the hilt of this Flying Sword, brought it over, and examined it carefully under the lamp.

The length of this Flying Sword was about ten centimeters. Converting to ancient length units, it should be a three-inch Flying Sword. It looked very small, but if he could fully control it and input Spiritual Power, it could probably grow much larger.

It was entirely green in color, with some mysterious and profound patterns carved on it. It looked very beautiful. Held in his hand, it was slightly shorter than the length of his palm. It really was like a dagger, but much prettier than any dagger.

The Flying Sword gave him the feeling of being very spiritual, as if it could come alive at any moment. It was more magical than any cold weapon he had ever seen. It truly lived up to being a Spiritual Artifact from the Immortal World.

The only pity was that he hadn’t even practiced Qi Refining yet. Even if he wanted to control the Flying Sword, he was powerless.

After holding and looking at the Flying Sword for a while, Zhou Yu carefully placed it in a drawer, planning to study it more closely tomorrow. Although he couldn’t control it, as a Spiritual Artifact, it surely had some extraordinary aspects.

After all, this was something the radio transmitted over by overdrawing its energy. He couldn’t just leave it aside.

Lying in bed, Zhou Yu thought about the segments of dialogue from the radio and couldn’t help but shake his head with a smile. His radio had overdrawn its energy, directly shut off, and its condition was unknown. But compared to that, Song Qingxiu was much worse off.

His Lifebound Flying Sword was gone. The mark on it damaged his Spiritual Sense. And there was still the bet with Uncle-Master Wu. All these things added together were enough to crush a person’s nerves.

Although he had also taken many things from Song Qingxiu—Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds, Spirit Bees and Wind Eagle Meat, and today’s Lifebound Flying Sword—his feelings were completely different from Uncle-Master Wu’s.

When he took Uncle-Master Wu’s things, he felt a desire to compensate him somehow. But this Song Qingxiu, with his arrogant and conceited personality, and being an enemy of Uncle-Master Wu, Zhou Yu naturally couldn’t feel any goodwill toward him. Without even realizing it, he had already come to see Old Wu as one of his own.

Gradually, as he pondered and recalled, Zhou Yu slowly drifted into sleep, a sweet smile on his face, as if he dreamed of scenes where he held this green Flying Sword, soaring through the sky with Sword Flight.