Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Oh, to put it bluntly, you’re just waiting for a Heavenly Destiny Person, and I’m your destined one?" Wu Hen raised his eyebrows and said.

With these words, the Demon Immortal Saber trembled with anger!

After absorbing the essence qi of the millions of people from Wudou, it would be able to give birth to a new soul and become the leader among the Demon Immortal Sabers.

It had heard that there were some Divine beings in this world, who, as Ancient Weapons, roamed the earth and were not inferior to those dazzling powerhouses above the Sky Dome. It had lost its flesh and bones and naturally continued to cultivate with this otherworldly metal as its body...

Originally, it had achieved some success and was about to become an unparalleled Sword Spirit, but then it was nibbled on like a potato cake, and what nibbled on it was also an Artifact Spirit!!

"How about it, you seem quite dissatisfied?" Wu Hen asked.

"No, just a bit regretful," said the Demon Immortal Saber, which naturally dared not harbor any resentment.

If it were still the Demon God, it would’ve had no respect for these Artifact God Spirits, thinking they were not the highest form of life and could not wander freely. But after becoming a Sword Spirit, it realized that this form of life was eternal and stood at the pinnacle of the universe. When everything else decayed, they could still shine their edges in the dim Sky Dome!

One could say that upon seeing the Black Divine Miracle Death Sword True Soul, the Demon Immortal Saber felt like a little tooth demon beholding a Demon God, too far in terms of power and realm.

"I’m not very good with sword techniques, but you come with a peerless sword technique, right?" Wu Hen also straightforwardly made his attitude clear.

"When I was a Demon God, I did handle sabers," said the Demon Immortal Saber.

"Can you adjust your tone of voice? It sounds androgynous," Wu Hen said.

The Demon Immortal Saber felt insulted; being able to speak human language was a result of being a Demon God for long enough, who had ever heard of having tonal requirements for a demon saber!

"As a Female Demon, my original voice should be close to that of human females. After becoming a Sword Spirit, it became this way, and I can no longer change it," explained the Demon Immortal Saber.

"Ah?" Wu Hen was also surprised, and then he took a closer look at the truly exquisite Demon Saber before realizing that the Demon God that had been the subject of fearful whispers throughout Wudou was actually a female Demon God!

"Then never mind, I thought you were a male, but your voice is full of yin energy, which made me feel like I was talking to a transvestite. Since you’re originally a female fairy, it sounds much more normal now, the tone is very good, strong and valiant, like a Demon Empress," Wu Hen said.

The Demon Immortal Saber was silenced by Wu Hen.

This human, young in age, had quite strange proclivities.

"Serving lord, I brought my Demon Pill Jade with me; if you can return the jade to me, my power can increase greatly. Even if a Martial God comes, I will make him dismembered!" the Demon Immortal Saber said.

"Hold on, what did you call me?" Wu Hen asked.

"He is the master, and you are the servant; is there any problem calling you ’serving lord’?" the Demon Immortal Saber said.

"Call me ’master’!" Wu Hen glared at the Demon Immortal Saber displeasedly.

Could it not differentiate between the king and his men?

And it wasn’t looking at who fed Little Yi until he became so plump and dark; the feeder is the master!

"Theoretically, we are both servants. I am the Artifact Spirit, and you are the Human Spirit. To honor you as ’predecessor’ given your earlier arrival is already a great show of respect," the Demon Immortal Saber asserted.

Upon hearing this, Wu Hen trembled with anger!!

When will humans be able to stand up against these ignorant, otherworldly beings!

And, both being peerless Evil Weapons, why did Little Bronze have so little to say, while this Demon Immortal Saber was so verbose; verbosity aside, it even had its own opinions!

"Give you one more chance, call me ’master’!" Wu Hen said.

"Hard to comply." The Demon Immortal Saber was steadfastly unwilling to submit to this human, likely because, as a former Demon God, it also felt its lineage nobler than that of humans.

"What were you asking just now?" Wu Hen said.

"Whether my hundred-thousand-year Demon Pill Jade can be brought along," it replied.

"I gave it to a woman; she is absorbing your hundred-thousand-year power," Wu Hen said.

The Demon Immortal Saber trembled with anger upon hearing this.

"Hmph, I am no longer a demon; as an Artifact God Spirit, I do not need that Demon Pill. Henceforth, I will absorb the purest essence of heaven and earth from this world, transform and ascend to the peak!" the Demon Immortal Saber declared.

Quite haughty.

It seemed that this Demon Immortal Saber needed a process of subjugation, unlike the simple-minded Little Bronze; otherwise, it simply would not see itself as a master.

"Let’s give you a name," said Wu Hen.

"I have a name!"

"Let’s hear it."

"Demon Sword Concubine."

"Oh, from now on, you’ll be called Little Demon Sword Concubine, okay?" Wu Hen exercised his master’s right quite directly, insisting on giving it a name that sounded more deferential to him.

"Demon Sword Concubine doesn’t suit the demeanor of a Demon Emperor like myself."

"I will call you that, but in your own mind, you are the Immortal Saber. Think about your senior, I call it Little Bronze. Following suit, you should be called Little Bright Crystal," Wu Hen said.

"Demon Sword Concubine is pretty good."

"Go back," Wu Hen waved his hand, considering this simple communication a formality with the newcomer, preventing it from throwing a tantrum when the time came to fight Jiang Qi, the Martial God, and Wu Hen had to summon the Demon Immortal Saber!

…

This Demon Sword Concubine must be very powerful in battle.

Wu Hen also found out that as long as Little Yi devoured these special Artifact Spirits, their original consciousness would be preserved, becoming serving spirits for Little Yi.

The Ominous Bronze Spear’s disadvantage was that it couldn’t speak.

In any case, it would never allow itself to be given such a common name.

Although the Demon Sword Concubine was haughty, it was not brainless, not to the point of being devoured by Little Yi and still entertaining thoughts of a visit.

Just that when manipulating the Demon Sword Concubine, one had to be careful about its nature; it was likely that of ten pounds of Star Iron, nine pounds were pure rebelliousness. If one wanted it to strike west, it might well strike east instead.

In any case, this added another Divine Skill to counter the God Jiang Qi, so even if something unexpected occurred and other Martial Gods appeared, it wasn’t necessary for Wu Hen to reveal his trump card too soon.

"Alas, Little Bronze is probably feeling even more pressure now."

"Having just shaken off the old seals and greatly increased in power, now comes a big sister, the Demon Blade. The wolf nature inside is probably going to be completely suppressed into a dog-like submission."

In the wooden loft, the Ominous Bronze Spear stood like a valiant guard at Ruan Muhuan’s side. It seemed to sense the addition of an unmatched Divine Weapon in the ranks, but as an Evil Weapon personally sealed by Si Chuan within the Scroll Realm, it probably didn’t care much for some common iron and trinkets.

…

The dawn was approaching, and Wu Hen had already drawn the Demon Blade.

At the same time, both the East Bright Alliance and the Lu Yun Commerce were ready to move. They just needed a signal arrow, and they would rise up, starting a crusade against the Martial God Jiang Qi!

Better to strike first than to wait for the enemy to invade the homeland!

"It’s daybreak," said Luo An.

Amid the sway of wind and rain, the dawn mist enshrouded Wudou, turning it into a scene reminiscent of an ink wash painting.

"Don’t worry. We’ll wait for Lord Wu Hen’s command arrow," Guan Li said.

Guan Li and his brothers had not slept all night. Knowing their young master had finally revealed his identity and was about to instigate a struggle against the Martial God Jiang Qi in Wudou, they all surged with blood and enthusiasm, as if they had returned to the battle at Ya City three years ago. Heroes gathered, and even if they were throwing eggs against rocks, they would struggle against the powers of the True Martial Continent until the heavens darkened and the earth dimmed.

"We’ve laid in wait for three years, just for this moment, to strike big. And it’s our young master who’s awesome, sharpening his blade eagerly at the Martial God!"

"I never imagined our young master would turn out to be Lord Wu Hen. With him leading, what have we got to fear? Let’s show Martial God Jiang Qi our strength!"

The Lu Yun Commerce was exceptionally unified; after receiving the order, they had already gathered at their respective stores.

Wuting’s strength was immense, certainly far outstripping that of the East Bright Alliance and the Lu Yun Commerce, but members of both groups were clear - their role was to withstand the elite forces of Wuting and leave the handling of the Martial God to Lord Wu Hen alone. They couldn’t let Wu Hen face both Jiang Qi and the collective siege of Wuting at the same time.

Moreover, only by fighting against the entire Wuting in Wudou could they prevent Wuting from sending reinforcements to the Three-color Mountains and Seas, ensuring that the flames of war wouldn’t ignite within Nuwa God End.

"The Western Guardian Monarch is just Jiang Qi’s lackey. We from the East Bright Alliance will face the elite forces of the Western Guardian Monarch head on," said Luo An.

"Then our Lu Yun Commerce will confront those major Sect forces... to be honest, we’ve always had grievances with them!" Guan Li said.

"It’s impossible to expect to completely eliminate Wuting and the Sect forces, but don’t forget, we are on what amounts to a suicide mission. As long as we can topple a Martial God, let’s see which blind creature dares target our Nuwa God End next!"

"Everyone, don’t be so pessimistic. Remember, our Lord Wu Hen has already struck a Rotating Martial God with a sword. All we need to do is divert Wuting’s attention and buy time for Lord Wu Hen to defeat the Martial God."

"Right, let’s focus on our own tasks."