Ling Feng's Legacy, Ancient Sword Cheng Ying!

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Xu Kun froze for a moment.

Only then did he use the Myriad Races Bestiary to inspect Ling Feng's information once more.

Heart of Despair Feng

Health: 0

Status: Wind Spirit State

Xu Kun rubbed his eyes fiercely, making sure he had not misread it. Ling Feng's health had already dropped to zero, but what the hell was this Wind Spirit State?

Seeing Xu Kun's expression, Ling Feng could not help but laugh. "What, you don't have faith in the damage of your own SSS-tier skill?"

"No, it's just that you, Senior..."

There was not the slightest trace of sorrow on Ling Feng's face. Instead, his gaze toward Xu Kun was filled with approval and gratification, like an elder looking upon a junior who had finally grown up.

"This state I'm in is an ability granted by the Haotian Pagoda. It is called Wind Spirit State. In this state, I cannot take even the slightest damage, and I can use any skill!"

Xu Kun's expression stiffened at those words.

"Well, little fellow, are you still confident you can take a Surge of Wind from me?"

Xu Kun turned to look at the Heart-Devouring Blood Ant Emperor. Linked to Xu Kun's thoughts, the Heart-Devouring Blood Ant Emperor was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly.

"Hahaha!" Seeing Xu Kun's bitter expression, Ling Feng laughed triumphantly.

"Enough teasing you, little fellow. If someone from another race had come instead, even if he were an SSS-tier Talented Individual, even if he had some trump card capable of killing me, I would still send him on his way while in Wind Spirit State!"

Xu Kun's heart warmed as he understood what Ling Feng meant.

They were both human. Even though Ling Feng could still easily kill Xu Kun in his current Wind Spirit State, he would not make another move against him!

"Enough idle chatter. In Wind Spirit State, I can only live for ten minutes!"

Xu Kun's heart tightened as he looked at Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked entirely unconcerned and said, "You keep calling me Senior. Then, as your senior, I have a presumptuous request. I wonder if you would be willing to grant it?"

"Please speak, Senior. So long as this junior can do it, I will certainly do it!" Xu Kun hurriedly replied.

"It's nothing that serious. Could you let me see your attribute panel?" Ling Feng asked with a face full of curiosity.

Attribute panels could only be viewed while both parties were inside the Haotian Pagoda. Some people possessed inspection skills like the Myriad Races Bestiary and could investigate others without their knowledge, but for those without such skills, it was impossible to see another person's panel unless that person was willing to display it!

Without any hesitation, Xu Kun displayed his entire attribute panel to Ling Feng.

The instant Ling Feng saw the first line, his eyes widened.

His lips moved as he muttered, "F-tier talent?"

Ling Feng's expression was utterly spectacular. He had never imagined that he, a dignified SS-tier Talented Individual with dual attribute bonuses, would be defeated today by someone with an F-tier talent!

Hearing Ling Feng blurt it out, Xu Kun did not feel the slightest embarrassment. Instead, he proudly puffed out his chest!

So what if it was an F-tier talent?

I'm proud of it!

Sure enough, after his initial confusion, Ling Feng's surprise grew more intense as his gaze moved downward!

Even his breathing became uneven.

The Myriad Races Bestiary's various traits, Xu Kun's base attribute panel at level 10, and that unheard-of, unprecedented maxed-out Luck value...

After finally reaching the end of Xu Kun's long list of low-level skills, Ling Feng swallowed hard!

"So that's how it is. So that's how it is. The Myriad Races Bestiary—what an incredible Myriad Races Bestiary! Hahaha!"

Ling Feng laughed wildly. "This wasn't a loss. For me, Ling Feng, to witness such a talent in this life—it was worth it!"

Then he lowered his head to look at Xu Kun, his gaze sharp. "Kid, you're very good!"

Xu Kun scratched his head a little shyly. "I'm just... okay, I guess!"

The Heart-Devouring Blood Ant Emperor wriggled his rear and put some distance between himself and Xu Kun.

Too ashamed to associate with this guy!

Ling Feng looked teasingly at him. "Then according to the Myriad Races Bestiary trait, after you kill me, you'll be able to obtain my Child of the Wind talent, right?"

Xu Kun was stunned. He truly had not considered that.

Ever since entering the passageway and stepping into the great hall, his nerves had been tense. Ling Feng's terrifying attribute panel had left him barely able to breathe.

Now that Ling Feng had reminded him, Xu Kun's face lit up with wild joy.

I'm going to have an SS-tier talent?

"Kid, every thought in your head is written all over your face. I'm not dead yet. Believe it or not, I'll take you out with one Surge of Wind?"

Xu Kun's expression stiffened. He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment. "I'm so outstanding. Senior probably can't bear to take me out, right?"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. He truly could not stand this shameless fellow any longer.

"Enough teasing. Seeing your attribute panel has truly broadened my horizons!"

"Kid, can you tell me what your dream was when you first entered the Haotian Pagoda?"

Xu Kun immediately put on a solemn expression and answered without the slightest hesitation, "To establish a heart for heaven and earth, secure life for the people, preserve lost teachings for past sages, and bring peace to all ages!"

"Pah!" Ling Feng looked at him disdainfully. "Speak normally!"

Xu Kun instantly wilted, shrinking his head as he said, "Actually, I didn't think that much about it when I first entered the tower. To be honest, Senior, my mother has an F-tier talent. She raised me all by herself, so I only wanted to let her live a good life. But after awakening the Myriad Races Bestiary, I felt that my dream could be a little bigger!"

"How big?"

Xu Kun bit his lip. "First, set a small goal: take out a few big shots from the Three Saint Races and Seven Royal Races, collect a whole pile of SSS-tier talents and SSS-tier skills, then clear the Haotian Pagoda and complete the dungeon of unifying Blue Star!"

Ling Feng's eyes bulged as wide as a pair of ox eyes.

His lips trembled. "A... a small goal?"

Xu Kun said with a serious face, "Yes, a small goal!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to take out the brat in front of him.

His eyes rolled as he thought for a moment, then Ling Feng seemed to think of something amusing. "Fine, I look forward to the day you accomplish your small goal. But before that, after completing the trial, you must survive long enough to consider that goal of yours!"

Xu Kun was taken aback. "What do you mean, Senior?"

Ling Feng did not explain further. "You'll understand when the time comes!"

Xu Kun's face was no longer carefree. Could he encounter some danger after completing the trial?

That shouldn't be possible...

If he could not figure it out, he would stop thinking about it. Things would work themselves out when the time came. By then, as a trial-taker with an SSS-tier rating, he would have the entire human race behind him. What the hell did he have to fear?

"Cheng Ying!"

As Xu Kun was deep in thought, Ling Feng called softly. The Cheng Ying Sword, which had been circling beside him like a streak of light, paused and obediently landed in Ling Feng's hand.

"Take it!"

Seeing Ling Feng's action, Xu Kun was dumbfounded. He pointed at himself. "For me?"

Ling Feng nodded with a smile. "Consider it my investment in your small goal!"

"Isn't... isn't that inappropriate..."

Xu Kun loved money. He did not even let F-tier monster materials go to waste!

What was Ling Feng holding?

This was an SS-tier weapon!

Was he tempted?

Of course he was!

But no matter how tempted he was, Xu Kun still felt too embarrassed to accept someone else's gift for no reason. It was a matter of principle. Even if he was poor, he had to be poor with dignity!

"You'd better think it through! The Cheng Ying Sword was the reward I received when I changed classes to the Gale Sword Soul. It is bound to me. Other than me unbinding it, even if I die in a moment, the Cheng Ying Sword will not appear among my drops!"

"You can see my information, so you naturally know that the Cheng Ying Sword is an SS-tier weapon. Moreover, it has tremendous growth potential. Once it falls into your hands, paired with the Child of the Wind talent you will obtain after killing me, it will be like adding wings to a tiger. If you refuse it, it will vanish with me. Think carefully!"

Before Ling Feng had even finished speaking, Xu Kun had already grabbed the Cheng Ying Sword with both hands. He said excitedly, "A gift from an elder must not be declined. Senior, rest easy and go. I, Xu Kun, guarantee that I will set up spirit tablets for you... and for Senior A Qing as well. I'll make offerings morning and night, and during Qingming in March and the Ghost Festival in July, the incense will never cease!"

Ling Feng's face instantly turned green. What if he suddenly did not want to give the Cheng Ying Sword to this brat?

The two held the sword in a deadlock, one with a single hand and the other using both hands with all his strength to pull it away.

"Senior... how about you loosen your grip?"

Hoo!

Ling Feng let out a long breath and finally released his hand.

Wuwuwu!

Clutched in Xu Kun's hands, the Cheng Ying Sword let out a wail like that of a child.

"Cheng Ying!" Ling Feng shouted in a low voice. The invisible sword that was still struggling fiercely in Xu Kun's hands instantly calmed down.

"I was not a good master. Thank you for accompanying me day and night over the past five hundred years!"

"Today, I am giving you to this brat. From now on, you must help him well. Do you understand?"

Wuu~

An icy gale swept from the invisible sword, cutting painfully across Xu Kun's cheeks. Feeling the bond between the man and the sword, Xu Kun was deeply moved!

A treasured sword had a spirit and chose its worthy master. This proved that Cheng Ying and Ling Feng were already connected heart to heart!

Ling Feng reluctantly pulled his gaze away from Cheng Ying and looked earnestly at Xu Kun. "Cheng Ying is one of the Ten Ancient Swords. Although it ranks last, it is still a rare divine weapon. I hope you will treat it well!"

Xu Kun was shocked.

One of the Ten Ancient Swords!

No wonder the name Cheng Ying had sounded so familiar. It actually had such a terrifying origin!

The name of the Ten Ancient Swords had spread six hundred years ago, when the Xuanyuan Lord emerged. The Xuanyuan Lord wielded the Xuanyuan Sword, ranked first among the Ten Ancient Swords. With his own SSS-tier talent and a group of powerful followers, he created the human race's century of glory six hundred years ago!

As Xu Kun reeled in shock, Ling Feng continued, "I have stayed on this Mist Island for more than five hundred years. Through more than a hundred thousand days and nights, only Cheng Ying remained by my side. It was both my weapon and the only trace that I, Ling Feng, ever existed in this world. To me, it was like my child!"

"Unfortunately, I, Ling Feng, was useless. I could not bring it with me to personally spill the blood of the myriad races!"

Ling Feng gently stroked Cheng Ying's invisible blade, his gaze tender.

"Senior, I promise you that in the future, I will wield Cheng Ying and let the myriad races witness its power. I will tell them that the one who once possessed it was a senior named Ling Feng!"

Ling Feng smiled but did not comment.

His body lightened, and he drifted like a breeze toward the only undamaged throne. Wind gathered in his palm as he gently lifted the skeleton resting upon the throne.

With his back to Xu Kun, he said, "You will soon learn the answer you seek. Promise me one last thing!"

"Please tell me, Senior!" Xu Kun's eyes could not help turning dry. Looking at Ling Feng's back, he found it so desolate.

"After I have completely dissipated, dig beneath the throne. My bones are there. Take them out of the Haotian Pagoda and bury A Qing and me in our homeland of Yue Country..."

"Yue Country..." Xu Kun had no concept of Yue Country in his mind for the moment, but at this very instant, no matter how difficult the matter was, he would agree to it.

"Senior, I will remember!"

"Then all is well. I have no regrets left. Farewell, this world. I, Ling Feng, lived my life upright and honorable. I would rather betray heaven than betray you, yet in the end, I still failed the human race. Xu Kun, humanity's future rests in your hands!"

His voice grew ever more distant. Ling Feng's originally illusory body gradually became transparent, finally turning into wisps of breeze that scattered into the world.

"Senior!" Xu Kun clenched his fists, his heart filled with indescribable emotions.

And atop the throne, scene after scene appeared. These were the answers Ling Feng had left for Xu Kun...