The Spirit of a Divine Weapon: Void Slayer

"Friends, you've watched long enough. It's time to show yourselves."

Li Xinge stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the distance as he let out a cold snort.

As his words fell—

Amid a burst of laughter, several powerful figures swept over from afar. The Li Family Cultivators hurriedly drew their blades and went on guard.

Seeing this—

The newcomers hastily said, "Li Family Head, please don't misunderstand. I mean no harm. I am Zheng Lingjun of the Zheng Family. Li Family Head, greetings."

"Zheng Lingjun?"

Upon hearing that name, Li Xinge could not help but pause in surprise.

He asked, "Are you the patriarch of the Dongjiang Zheng Clan?"

Zheng Lingjun answered with a smile, "That would be me."

A faint smile appeared on Li Xinge's face, and he had his men put away their blades.

Cupping his hands, he said, "Li Xinge of the Li Family greets Patriarch Zheng."

Who in Baihe County had not heard of the renowned Dongjiang Zheng Clan?

Since the other party had stated that he meant no harm, Li Xinge naturally would not be foolish enough to offend him.

The Dongjiang Zheng Clan was the undisputed foremost lineage in Baihe County, far beyond what the present Green Maple Li Clan could compare to.

Even among the nine great families, there were differences in strength.

The Dongjiang Zheng Clan was the uncontested number one.

Seeing Li Xinge's attitude, Zheng Lingjun revealed a satisfied smile.

It seemed this Young Patriarch was mature beyond his years, not one of those people who became arrogant and looked down on everyone merely because they possessed a little talent.

Considering all of his performances today, Zheng Lingjun was certain that this boy would accomplish great things.

His desire to befriend him grew all the stronger.

"I had long heard of Li Family Head's great name. Now that I have met you, your reputation truly precedes you. With the strength of someone newly entered into the Qi-Blood Realm, you defeated a Qi-Blood Realm Cultivator at Qi and Blood Minor Accomplishment. After today, Li Family Head's name will surely shake the four corners of the world!"

Before this, although Li Xinge bore the name of a genius, he had ultimately lacked any battle record worth displaying. In the eyes of some old fellows, he was still merely a junior.

But in today's battle, Li Xinge had directly confronted an established Qi-Blood Realm Cultivator without falling into the disadvantage.

Even after the latter used pills to forcibly raise his strength, Li Xinge had still withstood his blow head-on, seized the opportunity, and slain him.

All of this was enough to prove that Li Xinge's strength could stand shoulder to shoulder with that of the older generation's experts.

Li Xinge waved his hand and modestly said, "I am ashamed to say that if not for my family's First Elder lending me aid, Li would likely have been in danger today."

After saying this, he changed the subject and introduced the First Elder beside him to Zheng Lingjun. "Patriarch Zheng, this is the First Elder of my Li Family."

"Li Xuantong of the Li Family greets Patriarch Zheng."

The First Elder stepped forward and cupped his hands, speaking respectfully.

Compared to Li Xinge, the First Elder understood far better what the patriarch of the Dongjiang Zheng Clan represented in Baihe County.

To say something outrageously treasonous, in Baihe County, even the words of the Great Zhou Court might not carry as much weight as those of the Zheng Family patriarch.

Not to mention that he himself was an expert at Qi and Blood Minor Accomplishment.

Even if the Li Family's former patriarch, Li Xuanfeng, were still alive, he would have had to treat the Zheng Family patriarch with utmost respect.

"Brother Xuantong, you are too polite. Rather, I should congratulate you on advancing into the Qi-Blood Realm."

Zheng Lingjun spoke with an easygoing smile.

At the same time, he thought, Li Xuantong of the Li Family's Qi-Blood had already declined. His chance of successfully advancing into the Qi-Blood Realm had been less than one in ten, yet he had actually succeeded despite that slim possibility.

It seemed Li Xinge truly was the Child of Destiny spoken of by the ancestor. When one man attained the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascended to heaven with him.

If he could board this great ship before Li Xinge fully matured—

Then perhaps, in the future, he might even have a chance to glimpse that distant and unattainable Innate Realm.

Seeing the burning look in Zheng Lingjun's eyes as he stared at him, Li Xinge could not help but shudder, a chill running down his spine.

Could it be that this renowned Zheng Family patriarch had some unusual preferences?

Li Xinge instinctively widened the distance between himself and Zheng Lingjun.

Zheng Lingjun did not notice the wariness in Li Xinge's eyes in the slightest.

With a hearty smile, he said, "Li Family Head, Elder Xuantong, to celebrate your destruction of a century-long enemy, I have specially prepared a modest gift. I hope you will not find it lacking."

Once he finished speaking...

Before the two could refuse, an Elder of the Zheng Family behind him stepped forward, holding a case in both hands.

Zheng Lingjun took it and opened it. A streak of cold light suddenly flashed forth, stabbing pain into their eyes. Inside the case was, astonishingly, a treasured sword.

The treasured sword gave off a dark, icy gleam that made people afraid to look directly at it.

"This treasured sword was obtained by chance by an ancestor of my Zheng Family. It was forged from a meteorite that fell from beyond the heavens, and it cuts iron like mud. Today, I give it to Li Family Head. I hope Li Family Head will accept it with a smile."

The instant he saw the treasured sword, Li Xinge's heart stirred.

Though tempted, Li Xinge still decisively shook his head. "Patriarch Zheng, this gift is too precious. Li is unworthy of accepting it."

There were few men who did not like divine weapons and sharp tools.

But this treasured sword was clearly invaluable. Since Zheng Lingjun was willing to spend so heavily, Li Xinge feared that Zheng Lingjun had some other request in mind.

It seemed Zheng Lingjun had seen through Li Xinge's concerns.

Zheng Lingjun smiled. "Li Family Head, accept it without worry. I have no other intentions. As the saying goes, a treasured sword is bestowed upon a hero, and Li Family Head is precisely such a young hero. This sword is most fitting for you. If you refuse again, Zheng will be unhappy."

Seeing Zheng Lingjun's expression that plainly said, if you do not accept it, I will fall out with you...

Li Xinge thought for a long while, yet still could not figure out what the wealthy and powerful Zheng Family could possibly want from the Li Family.

Since he could not figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.

He accepted the sword case and smiled. "Then many thanks to Patriarch Zheng."

Seeing Li Xinge accept the gift he had prepared—

Zheng Lingjun was overjoyed and burst into hearty laughter.

"That's more like it. All this 'Patriarch' and 'Family Head' business is far too distant. I feel as though we have known each other at first sight. From now on, how about we address each other as brothers? I am a few years older, so I shall call you worthy brother. What do you say?"

Naturally, Li Xinge would not slap Zheng Lingjun in the face before everyone.

Besides, befriending Zheng Lingjun would bring nothing but benefits to the Li Family.

No matter how he looked at it, this was no loss.

Li Xinge was not an arrogant person, so he immediately agreed gladly.

Bowing slightly, he said, "Xinge greets brother!"

Zheng Lingjun laughed loudly, grabbed Li Xinge's arm, and helped him up.

Smiling warmly, he said, "To befriend worthy brother today is my honor. We ought to drink ourselves merry, but I see there are still important matters within worthy brother's lineage. I will not disturb you further. Another day, the two of us brothers shall not return until we are thoroughly drunk!"

"Once the lineage affairs have been settled, Xinge will certainly visit brother."

Li Xinge said solemnly.

"Since that is so, then I shall take my leave first."

"Farewell, brother."

As he watched Zheng Lingjun and his group recede into the distance, the smile on Li Xinge's face gradually vanished.

Beside him, the First Elder said thoughtfully, "Family Head, as the saying goes, no one rises early without profit. Given Zheng Lingjun's status, for him to humble himself and seek friendship like this, his scheme must be no small one. Yet this old man cannot understand what exactly he seeks. Family Head must remain cautious."

Li Xinge nodded, his face full of agreement. "First Elder, rest assured. I know what I am doing."

After saying that—

He shifted his gaze to the sword case. Opening it, he gripped the hilt within and drew out the treasured sword.

The instant it touched his hand, Li Xinge felt as though he had grasped a block of ten-thousand-year cold ice.

He suddenly drew the sword from its sheath. A flash of cold light erupted, sword light dancing through the air. Not far away, a huge bluestone was directly sliced into two.

"Fine sword!"

Li Xinge laughed loudly.

"A divine weapon like this cannot remain unknown. From this day onward, you shall be called Void Slayer. I hope that one day, you will be able to cut down even the void itself."

Void Slayer let out a hum.

It seemed to be responding.

Divine weapons possessed spirits.

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