Chaotic Sword God

Chapter 3384: An Agreement of a Hundred Thousand Years

The Wind Venerable nodded slowly and said plainly, without any sense of hurry, “That’s right, I have indeed come for Jian Chen.” After a pause, he continued, “There is a hint of a curse’s power from a past Grand Exalt on him. I’m powerless over this curse. To eliminate it, I only managed to think of two methods.”

“The first was to find a Grand Exalt who had comprehended the Laws of Curses to the limit. They can obviously eliminate the curse in Jian Chen’s body with ease, except the Saints’ World does not possess a Grand Exalt who has comprehended the Laws of Curses to the limit.”

“The second was to purify it using the Wood Spirits’ Source of Life. As a result, I sent him here.”

The artifact spirit frowned. “I’m very feeble right now, nowhere near as powerful as I was in my peak condition. I’m completely incapable of eliminating the curse in his body. That’s a Saint’s power after all. Even if it’s just a bit, purifying it is extremely difficult.”

“You can choose Jian Chen as your master. That way, you’ll be able to use your origin to purify the curse easily,” said the Wind Venerable.

“No, definitely not. It’s absolutely impossible to make me choose Jian Chen as my master. I’d rather die than accept something like that,” the artifact spirit said firmly. Even when it faced a Grand Exalt, it refused to submit.

“Source of Life, I’ve already personally intervened in this matter, so do you still think you have a choice in this?” The Wind Venerable spoke with the same nonchalant tone, except his voice was already filled with an undisguised threat.

“W-what are you trying to do?” The artifact spirit immediately leapt up in fright like a cat that had its tail trod on. It stared at the Wind Venerable cautiously from afar and cried out, “Jian Chen is from the Saints’ World, while I’m a peak god artifact of the Spirits’ World. As a sovereign of the Spirits’ World, how can you just hand a peak god artifact from your world over to someone else?”

“Y-y-you’re betraying your race. This is a form of betrayal.”

The Wind Venerable shook his head. “Jian Chen is not from the Saints’ World. Strictly speaking, he belongs to the Immortals’ World.”

“So what if he belongs to the Immortals’ World. What does that have to do with our Wood Spirits? I’ll never acknowledge him as my master. He’s not qualified,” the Source of Life said proudly.

“Our entire clan as the Spiritsages owes Jian Chen a colossal favour, as he changed the fate and status of our entire clan. As a result, we should assist him with any of his matters and any of the troubles that he faces,” said the Wind Venerable.

“Our Wood Spirits doesn’t belong to your Spiritsages. What does your Spiritsages have to do with the Wood Spirits?” The artifact spirit was unfazed.

“You’re wrong. Your Wood Spirits are actually also a part of the Spiritsages, as only by returning to the Spiritsages and relying on their protection can the bloodline of the Wood Spirits continue to thrive.” The Wind Venerable glanced deeply at the Source of Life and said, “Do you know what ended up happening to the Sceptre of Life? It’s already ended up in the hands of the two scoundrels from the Myriad Bone Guild.”

“You might not know what the Myriad Bone Guild is, but you only need to understand this. The people in charge of the Myriad Bone Guild are members of the Darkstar race.”

“What? They’re from the Darkstar race?” As soon as he mentioned the Darkstar race, the artifact spirit frowned. “That’s impossible. The Darkstar race has already been sealed in a miniature world. It’s impossible for them to appear outside.”

“Nothing is impossible in the world. After all, the Darkstar race produced a sovereign in the past too. If they really did everything within their ability to send people out, it’s not impossible, as I can sense a hint of the power of fortune that belongs to the entirety of the Darkstar race on them.” ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

“Is the Myriad Bone Guild very powerful?” The artifact spirit became stern, as the Wood Spirits were mortal enemies with the Darkstar race.

“The second-in-charge of the Myriad Bone Guild, the Heartless Child, is an Eighth Heavenly Layer Grand Prime. He’s not worth worrying over. However, when it comes to the leader of the Myriad Bone Guild, he’s anything but simple. He’s extremely skilled at hiding himself. Everyone thinks he’s only slightly stronger than regular Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes. They even group him with regular Ninth Heavenly Layer Grand Primes.”

“However, no one knows that the leader of the Myriad Bone Guild’s true strength is no weaker than any of the Saint Monarchs. He’s even stronger than some of them.”

“After all, he carries the fortune of the entire Darkstar race. For someone like that, even trying to stay weak is difficult.”

“Of course, while the leader of the Myriad Bone Guild is very powerful, he’s still not as great as me. Before I became a sovereign, I was unstoppable across the six worlds beneath sovereigns aside from the Sacred Beast King of the Immortals’ World.”

When it heard that, the artifact spirit became stern. “Then why didn’t you kill him? He’s from the Darkstar race after all.”

“In my eyes, there is no difference between the Darkstar race and your Wood Spirits. The grievances between your races have nothing to do with the other races. If it weren’t for the fact that these two scoundrels have committed some acts that endangered the Spiritsages, I would not even bother with dealing with them.”

“Source of Life, you’ve already been exposed. You should understand that with the Wood Spirits’ current strength, you definitely can’t escape those two scoundrels without a proper backing.”

“Now, you are presented with a very good choice, which is to follow Jian Chen. From today onwards, the Wood Spirits will be under my care. As long as I’m still around, even if the Darkstar race manages to free themselves, they won’t be able to touch the Wood Spirits.” The Wind Venerable immediately issued a promise solemnly.

“No, it’s impossible for me to follow an outsider. Please don’t make it so difficult for me.” The Source of Life shook its head violently, still refusing to accept the conditions that the Wind Venerable put forth. It opposed it very much.

“I’ve said all this already. Originally, considering the fact that we’re from the same clan, I didn’t want to use any force, but you’re just so stubborn. Source of Life, are you forcing me to take action?” The Wind Venerable seemed to be angered. His gaze suddenly sharpened as a tremendous pressure erupted from his body, flooding into the surroundings.

Clearly, he was on the verge of losing patience.

“Source of Life, you need to understand that since I’ve already intervened, you’ll be submitting whether you want to or not. Don’t force me to go so far. I don’t want to completely erase your consciousness.” The Wind Venerable unleashed his might as a sovereign with killing intent, which frightened the Source of Life into a constant retreat. Its eyes were filled with deep fear.

“Don’t, don’t, don’t. Don’t be like that. Please calm down. You’re a sovereign of the Spirits’ World. We’re all one big family. We can talk things through. You don’t have to frighten me like that on such a whim.” The Source of Life finally began to fear for its life. Even its face turned pale.

Sovereigns were indeed capable of forcefully erasing its consciousness.

If it had a master that was also a sovereign, it obviously would not fear a threat like this.

But most importantly, it was just an object without a master right now.

The Wind Venerable said nothing. His gaze was extremely sharp, staring straight at the Source of Life.

“Why don’t we talk this through? I’ll follow Jian Chen for ten thousand years. After ten thousand years, he’ll give me my freedom again.” The Source of Life ended up yielding when faced with the Wind Venerable’s demands, talking like it had been wronged.

“Ten thousand years are too short. You’ll follow him for a million years,” said the Wind Venerable.

“A million years? No, that’s too long. Fifty thousand years. How’s fifty thousand years?”

The Wind Venerable’s face sank; he snorted coldly.

“A hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand years at most. No more than that. We’re from the same world after all. You can’t just give me away like this.” The artifact spirit of the Source of Life trembled as tears pooled up in its eyes. It was as if it had just suffered from some kind of injustice.

“Alright, a hundred thousand years!” The Wind Venerable nodded. With that, he vanished.

As he disappeared, the force of the world that invaded the Source of Life receded like the tide, vanishing instantly.

Outside the Source of Life, the Martial God, Ocean Convergence Elder, Poisonous Flame Ancestor, and the three experts from the Way Wielding clan all stood in the messy space with ugly expressions. They felt horrible inside.

Before the six of them hovered an old man in a cloth gown. He did not give off any presence, such that he seemed like a regular person.

However, in front of this old man, no one dared to try anything, including the Martial God with the Divine Spear of World Destruction in hand, much less continue their attacks at the Source of Life.