Heartflame flushed Qi Jinchan's face, and his fury knew no bounds. He raised his hand, sending the flying sword before him shooting out again, unleashing boundless golden light and blazing fire that swept toward Xiao Youshi.
Although Xiao Youshi had the Dragon Bell to protect him, he could hardly stand there taking blows forever. Besides, he could clearly sense that this unfamiliar flying sword in Qi Jinchan's hands possessed truly extraordinary power. Each time it struck his treasured bell, the bell gave a mournful cry. It probably could not hold out for long.
Yet his treasured bell had already surpassed a fetal artifact and reached the level of a Dao Artifact. Because of its materials and the methods used to refine it, it was far beyond an ordinary Dao Artifact. What level, then, was the flying sword opposing him? An immortal artifact?
That couple from the Qi Household certainly spared no expense, giving such a rare immortal weapon of slaughter to a mere wet-behind-the-ears child.
Still, a child carrying gold through a crowded market was hardly a good thing. Since the Qi Household couple felt comfortable sending their youngest son here, he would kill this arrogant brat and take the flying sword.
Xiao Youshi raised his hand and sent out two more treasured rings, one gold and one scarlet. The golden ring took the form of a flying dragon turning its head back to hold its tail in its mouth, every golden scale distinct and gleaming. Its spine faced inward and its belly outward, its four exposed claws spread wide, flashing with cold light. The scarlet ring took the form of a circling fire phoenix dipping its head to chase its tail, its belly inward and back outward, its outspread wings facing beyond the ring to form sawtoothed cutting edges.