Dragon-Slaying Blade

"This blade..."

Yu Mingxiao frowned slightly. An inexplicable, uncontrollable fear arose within him, and even his Martial Soul trembled faintly.

This was a sensation he had never experienced before. The blade emitted an indescribable aura that seemed exceptionally suppressive toward dragonkind.

"Could this be the Dragon-Slaying Blade?"

Yu Mingxiao forcibly suppressed the unease in his heart, rubbing his chin as he pondered in secret.

Legend had it that the Dragon-Slaying Blade was forged from one of the Dragon God's own horns. It was a divine artifact of the dragon race, created specifically to judge and execute rebellious dragons.

It held a suppressive effect over nearly all dragons beneath the Dragon God. Even the Golden and Silver Dragon Kings were slightly restrained by it.

It had initially been entrusted to the Radiant Dragon King, leader of the Nine Great Dragon Kings, as the dragon race's blade of law.

Around the time of Douluo Continent III, the Dragon-Slaying Blade developed intelligence, took human form, and acknowledged Tang Wulin as its master.

In this era, it had yet to transform into human form, which was normal enough.

But... why had this Dragon-Slaying Blade appeared in the Far North?

Yu Mingxiao stepped forward and climbed along the enormous dragon bones. Reaching the Dragon-Slaying Blade, he drew a deep breath and gripped its hilt.

In an instant, countless fragments of memory swept over him like a tidal wave.

He saw the Dragon God forge a blade from his own horn and name it the Dragon-Slaying Blade.

The scene shifted to a magnificent hall. The Dragon God had taken human form: a middle-aged man draped in a nine-colored robe and wearing a Star Crown.

"Radiant Dragon King, today I grant you the Dragon-Slaying Blade. You shall judge sinful dragons and suppress rebellion!"

Standing opposite the Dragon God was a handsome, upright young man.

With a respectful expression, he accepted the Dragon-Slaying Blade with both hands. "This subordinate will not fail your trust."

The memories shifted again, and the scene vanished.

The Radiant Dragon King died in battle. The space of the God Realm shattered, and the Dragon-Slaying Blade was swept away by the turbulent currents of time and space. It drifted through the universe for tens of thousands of years, its power greatly diminished.

In the end, it was captured by the planar gravity of Douluo Continent. Drawn by the aura of a Radiant Sacred Dragon that had been grievously wounded and near death during the Dragon God War before fleeing here, it fell into the Radiant Dragon Nest in the Far North.

Though the memories came in disjointed fragments, they still let him understand why the Dragon-Slaying Blade had appeared in the Far North.

Yu Mingxiao's gaze gradually cleared. His hand remained on the hilt as he instinctively tried to move the Dragon-Slaying Blade, but it did not budge in the slightest.

"Can't lift it?" he muttered.

"Buzzz—"

Suddenly, the Dragon-Slaying Blade let out a low hum. Its body erupted with dazzling dark-red light, then transformed into a streak of radiance and shot into Yu Mingxiao's glabella.

Yu Mingxiao's mind jolted, and his glabella suddenly turned dark red.

Immediately afterward, dark-red patterns spread from his glabella and covered his entire body in an instant.

"Ah—"

A burst of agonizing pain struck him, and Yu Mingxiao could not help trembling all over.

A moment later, dark-red light burst from his entire body.

The patterns slowly faded away, and the intense pain gradually receded as well.

"Haa—"

When the light dispersed, Yu Mingxiao gasped heavily. A piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind, and his eyes widened as he muttered, "It acknowledged me as its master just like that!?"

Acknowledging a master meant that the blade had voluntarily recognized him as its owner and would henceforth obey his command.

He did not understand why the Dragon-Slaying Blade had chosen him as its master.

Could it... be related to the Radiant Sacred Dragon Martial Soul? The origin of this Martial Soul lay with the Radiant Dragon King, one of the Nine Great Dragon Kings, while this blade of law of the dragon race was naturally close to the Radiant Dragon Clan lineage.

No matter what, receiving the Dragon-Slaying Blade's recognition was an enormous stroke of fortune.

With a thought, a Dragon-Slaying Blade appeared in his hand. This was not the true Dragon-Slaying Blade, but a portion of its origin that had transformed into a Martial Soul.

The true Dragon-Slaying Blade had already voluntarily suppressed its energy and now floated quietly within his Sea of Spirit.

He still could not wield that Dragon-Slaying Blade, much less unleash its power. Thus, its artifact spirit had separated a portion of its origin to become a Martial Soul, allowing him to familiarize himself with the blade's intent.

"Dragon-Slaying Blade, hahaha—" Yu Mingxiao suddenly laughed.

This trip into the ruins had not only earned him a divine artifact and a second Martial Soul, but the process of fusing with its origin had also caused his Soul Power Level to surge from level 37 to level 40.

He only needed to stabilize his cultivation slightly before hunting for his fourth Soul Ring.

Yu Mingxiao had never felt so refreshed and invigorated.

His body flashed as he leaped down from the dragon bones and weaved through the piles of bones, searching for any treasures that might have been left behind.

Unfortunately, there were no Dragon Cores or Spirit Bones. Yu Mingxiao guessed that the energy within the dragon corpse had likely all been absorbed by the Dragon-Slaying Blade to restore itself.

"Forget it." Yu Mingxiao shook his head and continued searching the nest. Then, he suddenly discovered a small depression in the corner containing a shallow pool of viscous liquid, pearly white with a faint golden glow.

He stepped forward to inspect it closely and lightly touched the liquid with his hand. He found it warm and smooth like jade, exuding a pure and gentle aura.

"This seems to be Stone Marrow. It can nourish Martial Souls, stabilize cultivation, assist with breakthroughs, and more."

Yu Mingxiao rubbed his chin. He remembered that the Immortal Herb Illustrated Handbook Yang Dingtian had given him recorded this type of heavenly treasure.

He just had not expected such a treasure to appear here.

This Stone Marrow had likely formed over countless years by absorbing the essence of the Radiant Sacred Dragon's bones, which was why its aura was so gentle.

Yu Mingxiao took out a waterskin from his Soul Tool, intending to collect all the Stone Marrow liquid.

Outside the light gate, Yu Luocheng and the mother-daughter pair Shui Rouyun and Shui Xiwei were already frantic with worry.

Ever since Yu Mingxiao entered the light gate, there had not been the slightest movement from within.

Yet they could not enter the light gate, leaving them no choice but to wait outside. Every minute and every second was agonizing.

"Sigh... Mingxiao has been inside for so long without any sign of movement. Could something have happened to him?" Yu Luocheng's face was full of worry.

If this trip to the ruins ended up burying the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's future Heaven-Supporting White Jade Pillar, then even death a thousand times over would not absolve him of blame.

Not only would the clan leader never forgive him, but he would never forgive himself either.

Shui Rouyun looked calm on the surface, but she was just as anxious inside.

She thought extremely highly of Yu Mingxiao and wanted to bring him together with her daughter. If something truly happened to him here, all her plans would come to nothing, and they might even incur the wrath of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

That was not what she wanted to see.

Just then, faint ripples spread across the light gate, and Yu Mingxiao walked out.

"Mingxiao, thank goodness you're all right!" Yu Luocheng stepped forward, grabbed his arm, and let out a huge sigh of relief.

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Shui Rouyun and Shui Xiwei also breathed sighs of relief.

Seeing how worried everyone had been for his safety, Yu Mingxiao felt warmth stir in his heart. He said softly, "There are no more opportunities inside the light gate. Let's leave first. We can talk once we're outside."

"Alright." Naturally, no one objected.

The exit was near the spot where they had first arrived after entering this small secret realm.

After the Dragon-Slaying Blade had been taken away, the energy of this secret realm would presumably become unstable and be difficult to sustain any longer.

Although some energy still remained within the Radiant Sacred Dragon's remains, without the Dragon-Slaying Blade's artifact spirit maintaining it, it ultimately could not last.

They had to leave as soon as possible.