Wushuang Sword Case

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. "Where there is light, there is darkness."

"Slaughter City and our Spirit Hall have had a cooperative relationship since ancient times, and I believe this relationship will continue forever."

"And you, Slaughter King, will forever be the king here."

The Slaughter King shook his head. "Not enough. Your potential and talent are unprecedented. I need you to swear. Swear in the name of your Martial Soul, in the name of your Qian Family God."

He bit down exceptionally hard on the two words 'God'.

As for the fallen ones around them, they were no longer important.

He had originally intended not to open the Hell Road, saving some reserve blood for Slaughter City.

But since they knew so many 'secrets', whether the Hell Road was opened or not, they would all have to die afterwards.

"Of course you can, but I also have one condition. I need to traverse the Hell Road." Qin Xuan smiled, put away the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and let out a secret sigh of relief in his heart.

It seemed he had finally bluffed this old bat.

The Slaughter King's scarlet gaze swept over the surrounding fallen ones, a cold smile forming in his heart. "That is only natural."

"Very well, I will begin my oath now." Qin Xuan still grasped the Mo Ya [Character Recruitment Card] hidden inside his right cuff, extending three fingers with his left hand. Without relaxing his vigilance in the slightest, he began to swear:

"I, Qian Xuntian, swear in the name of my ancestral Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel, and in the name of the Qian Family Angel God, as long as the Slaughter King opens the Hell Road for me and never becomes an enemy of Spirit Hall, then he shall forever be the king of Slaughter City, and Slaughter City shall forever be the kingdom belonging to him."

"Should I violate this oath, may Qian Xuntian meet a wretched death, my Martial Soul shatter, heaven and earth destroy me, and I die a wretched death."

Qin Xuan had no mind to finish off the Slaughter King. He had even less mind to destroy Slaughter City.

At least not right now.

Of course, all of this was built upon the premise that the old bat did not go looking for death.

Otherwise, he wouldn't mind changing the king here in the future, taking the Slaughter King completely under his control.

Besides, the one taking the oath was Qian Xuntian; what did it have to do with me, Qin Xuan?

"Then this king wishes Your Excellency a smooth journey and triumphant success in advance."

Obtaining 'Qian Xuntian's' promise, a relieved and gratified smile finally bloomed on the Slaughter King's pale face as he tossed the token back to Qin Xuan.

He no longer doubted whether Qin Xuan could successfully traverse the Hell Road. A genius possessing Twin Martial Souls, one of which was even the Divine-Given Martial Soul Six-Winged Angel, had spent a mere year to obtain a hundred consecutive victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

With such talent and strength, if he still couldn't traverse the Hell Road, then surely no one could.

Clearly, compared to that Rakshasa God who had abandoned it for who knew how many years, it ultimately chose the promise given by this 'future Angel God' before its eyes.

Little did it know that Qian Xuntian was fake, the Six-Winged Angel was fake, and the Twin Martial Souls were even faker.

The reason he spent merely a year to attain a hundred consecutive victories, besides relying on his own strength, was that the [Phoenix Fire] capable of warding off miasma and the life-healing sacred medicines purchased from the system store such as Antidote Pills, Blood-Coagulating Powder, and Injury-Sealing Pills all played indispensable roles.

Otherwise, even he wouldn't have been able to walk out of Slaughter City in the span of a mere year.

"Then Xuntian also wishes the Slaughter King everlasting stability for his realm in advance." Qin Xuan timely buttered him up, and the two engaged in a round of commercial mutual flattery.

Finally, under the condition of blood-sacrificing all the fallen ones in the Hell Slaughter Arena, the Hell Road finally opened.

Qin Xuan stood within the bat-shaped formation and vanished from sight.

When he appeared once more, he had already arrived at a circular platform approximately five meters in diameter.

The surroundings presented a faint blood-red hue. Beyond the circular platform lay a boundless abyss, with only a slender path less than half a foot wide, barely wide enough to accommodate both feet standing simultaneously, leading toward the unknown darkness.

"Although I anticipated it long ago, when it really comes to walking this path, it still makes one feel somewhat chilled to the bone."

Qin Xuan walked to the edge of the circular platform, lowered his head to gaze at the abyss beneath his feet, smiled bitterly, and shook his head. Without any intention of stopping to regulate his breathing, his Mental Power highly concentrated, he took a large stride, jumped onto the slender path, perceived everything around him, and advanced rapidly.

He knew that the longer he stayed in this ghost of a place, the more dangerous it would become.

Because what was terrifying about the Hell Road was never the Dark-Gold Three-Headed Bat King and its underlings, nor was it the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpent.

It was the Hell Road itself. The air unceasingly emitted the toxin volatilized by Bloody Mary.

The toxins here were obviously much denser than those in the Hell Slaughter Arena.

Although [Phoenix Fire] could isolate the miasma, if he were to regulate his breathing here, he would inevitably inhale the poisonous qi into his body.

Even taking an Antidote Pill wouldn't completely clear it out in a short time.

The losses would outweigh the gains.

It was better to use the [Power-Recovery Pill] extracted from the Grand Wheel when his Soul Power ran low. In a place like this, there was no need to be thrifty.

Walking about several hundred meters, until he turned back and could no longer see the circular platform, Qin Xuan finally slowed his pace.

And at this moment, those uninvited guests under the command of the Dark-Gold Three-Headed Bat King finally arrived.

Amidst a buzzing sound, a swarm of red shadows was approaching at high speed.

As they drew closer, those flying creatures could finally be seen clearly; they were actually blood-red bats, indistinguishable in pattern from the blood-red bats that appeared in the Hell Slaughter Arena formation when the Hell Road opened.

Each was no less than a foot in length, with wingspan exceeding a meter, numbering a full thousand strong.

"They're finally here. Just right to use you mob of small fry to warm up."

Gazing at the rapidly approaching bat swarm, Qin Xuan was utterly daunted. He reached out to brush the Storage Soul Device at his waist, retrieving a sword case that was both wide and long, almost matching his height.

Then he patted it.

Immediately, a series of mechanical metal grinding sounds rang out.

Bang—

The Wushuang Sword Case opened like a giant folding fan.

Revealing the twelve famous swords from The Blood of Youth World hidden inside:

Cloud Shuttle, Azure Frost, Finger-Circling Softness, Jade Ruyi, Phoenix Flute, Red Leaf, Butterfly, Shadow Severance, Calamity Breaker, Life Slayer, Cang, and Mang.

As well as the second-ranked famous sword from The Blood of Youth World's famous sword manual, the Daming Vermilion Bird, which shared a similar ingenuity with Qin Xuan's Everbright Sword and was sealed within the inner case.

Of course, with Qin Xuan's current cultivation level, he was still unable to open the inner case.

He couldn't even wield the eleventh and twelfth famous swords, Cang and Mang.

As the saying goes, what the system produces is bound to be exquisite.

The moment he touched the Wushuang Sword Case, he understood the art of sword control.

He was surprised to discover that the number of flying swords one could control was actually tied to Mental Power.

A Soul Master-tier Mental Power could control one, a Soul Grandmaster two, a Soul Elder three, and so on up to six for a Soul Emperor.

Once Mental Power reached the Soul Saint stage, every increase in the level of Mental Power allowed the control of two more flying swords.

With his current Soul Douluo-level Mental Power, Qin Xuan could control a maximum of ten flying swords; controlling twelve required Mental Power to reach the Titled Douluo level.

As for the thirteenth sword in the inner case, it wasn't determined by Mental Power alone.

It required sword dao cultivation to reach a certain realm.

However, this was already enough. Compared to this fantasy world flooring-tile setting where even hidden weapons could run rampant, the Wushuang Sword Case was temporarily more than enough.

ps: Second update, begging for monthly votes.