Chapter 137 Differential Treatment
Su Ming calmed his breathing, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the ordinary-looking stone box in front of him, sitting cross-legged in a cave where the gentle breeze had once been. His heart was filled with tension.
He had high expectations for the contents of this stone box, and he wanted to know what the last of the four treasures that Yan Chi Department, Pu Qiang Department, and An Dong Department had rebelled against and seized in those years was.
These four heavy treasures can cause three departments to start killing, now the remaining one is even more coveted by Xuan Lun, and also makes Han Fei's heart move.
Even they didn't dare to spread it out, such a treasure made Su Ming even more nervous.
"This thing was never supposed to belong to me..." Su Ming thought to himself, he could only say that it was a strange coincidence and He Feng's plan that had pulled him into this whirlpool step by step, from the Avoidance Wheel, to snatching He Feng, to his repeated clashes with He Feng, and finally even his perilous battle with Han Fei Zi.
Until then, he had not fully obtained the location of this object, and what Feng said before was completely different from where Su Ming found it now.
Only after becoming a slave of He Feng did Su Ming obtain a true place to hide, and that was how he ended up here.
Looking at the stone box in front of him, Su Ming's expression was complex. For more than a year, he had not experienced many things, but there were not few twists and turns in this matter. At this moment, thinking about it also made him sigh.
Taking a deep breath, Su Ming suppressed his emotions and slowly placed his right hand on the box. Just as he was about to pick it up, a sharp, piercing cry suddenly erupted from within the stone box at the moment his hand touched it. The cry carried a strong penetrating force that instantly created an invisible ripple effect, spreading rapidly in all directions.
The sound of "Ka Ka" echoed, and the rock walls around this cave suddenly appeared (Baidu seeks magic, hand-typed, official ear root yy: 3943)
Endless cracks, those cracks are very deep, and some of them seem to have pierced through the rocks, revealing sunlight.
If that was all, but around Su Ming, with the stone box as the center, the ground also appeared crack after crack, echoing with a cracking sound, spreading throughout the entire cave.
This sudden change shocked Su Ming, and also made He Feng extremely surprised. He was somewhat bewildered and didn't know what had happened. When he touched the stone box that year, even when he opened it, such a thing hadn't occurred.
"Master, th...th..." He was afraid Su Ming would misunderstand, so he quickly tried to explain.
But Su Ming didn't respond to him, instead he closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the ground, and kept his right hand in contact with the stone box, after a long time, he slowly exhaled.
"I know." Su Ming said in a low voice, he believed that He Feng did not know about this matter, and most importantly, that sudden loud noise, although it made the cave crack and the ground fissure, but it did not cause him any harm.
At this moment, the stone box still had a mournful sound coming out. This mournful sound was very piercing to He Feng's ears, as if his soul was about to become unstable. But in Su Ming's senses, it was as if... he himself didn't know why... there was a hint of familiarity!
This hoarse voice, as if cheering, was excited, like being sealed for hundreds of years, finally waiting for the person who could awaken it.
It's a very strange feeling, but in Su Ming's heart it was extremely clear.
He could feel that something in the stone box was calling out to him...
His heart was racing with excitement, and each beat caused the objects inside the stone box to hum louder and louder. Finally, the box began to shake on its own, emitting a loud rumbling sound from within, as if the treasure inside was about to burst out.
Pulses of blue light flickered, spilling out from the opening seam of the stone box, casting a faint bluish tint on Su Ming's face. Feng watched this scene with his eyes wide and his mouth agape, unable to believe that this treasure belonging to their Han Shan Department would exhibit such behavior simply because Su Ming had touched it with his hand, as if it had come to life. This left him stunned and bewildered.
It's as if there's a faint heartache, as if something that has been worshiped for hundreds of years in one's own home is suddenly ignored, but when seen by an outsider, it's like seeing the master.
This absurd feeling made He Feng completely stunned.
Inside the box, amidst the flashing green light, the howling sound grew more intense, as if urging Su Ming to open it and let it out. The calling intent that Su Ming felt also grew thicker, he took a deep breath, his right hand pressed against the stone box, and with a slap, he sent out the branding power according to the method of the Wind Sect.
The stone box shook and suddenly opened.
At the moment it opened, a green light burst out and enveloped the entire cave in a green hue. At the same time, an even thicker green aura flashed out of the box, emitting a shrill whistling sound that echoed through the air, transforming into streaks of green-colored longbows.
Moreover, a fierce and sharp aura burst forth, causing the rocky walls around the cave to crack and split, filling almost every position. This sharp aura made Su Ming's hair stand on end, his mouth dry and tongue parched. He immediately felt as if he was facing Open Caverns' aura, and his blood vessels violently erupted, as if to counterattack. Furthermore, in his perception, this aura seemed to be even more powerful than Open Caverns'.
But just as the gas and blood in Su Ming's body were about to disperse, that seemingly venting green light suddenly flashed towards him at an incredible speed. Even though Su Ming thought he was skilled in speed, he couldn't avoid it. The moment his heart skipped a beat, this green light seemed to have pierced through space and appeared directly on the outer edge of Su Ming's eyebrows.
Su Ming's forehead was sweating, and he stared at the green grass in front of him. This time, he clearly saw what this treasure looked like!
This is a sword!
A sword that can fly on its own!
A sword with a completely green body and intricate patterns that Su Ming had never seen before!
It was only seven inches in size, palm-sized, with a cold aura all over its body, emitting an extremely sharp and fierce air. Its edge was razor-sharp, as if it would pierce through Su Ming's brow like a needle through a leaf with just a slight movement.
At this moment, not only was Su Ming tense, but He Feng was even more tense. If Su Ming were to die, he would also die with him, but what's more important is that his fear of the sword far surpassed Su Ming's. Even as the sword approached, he had a feeling that his soul was about to collapse, as if he couldn't bear the sword's aura getting any closer.
Inside the cave was a silence, only the green light flickered, Su Ming sat cross-legged there, motionless, his brow outside, this seven-foot sword floated, also motionless.
His body and mind were filled with a fear he had never felt before, even more severe than death, like an archenemy's, the pressure from that sword made Kazehaya tremble.
Time slowly passed, about the time it took to burn an incense stick. Su Ming suppressed the tension in his heart and looked at the small sword in front of him. He could feel that this sword seemed to have no malicious intent. As he observed it, it also seemed to be observing him, as if there was something on him that made it suspicious.
Xu Yan, Su Ming slowly raised his right hand in the extremely tense and windy atmosphere, opened his palm, and placed it in front of him.
That blue little sword seemed to hesitate for a moment, suddenly flashed, left Su Ming's brow and rotated several times in the air of this cave, rushed to Su Ming's right palm, slowly fell down, and emitted a sword hum!
Su Ming finally let out a sigh of relief, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and grasped the sword tightly. But just as he did, his palm suddenly felt a sharp pain. The small sword had pierced through Su Ming's hand, and a green light flashed as it drilled into Su Ming's body through the wound.
Su Ming's entire body shook, and the small blue sword that had entered his body spread out a blue light, transforming into a surge of energy that violently expanded within Su Ming's body.
Under this scattering, those hidden moon wing souls all drilled out, and even the gentle breeze also screamed and flew out, not daring to approach Su Ming. In He Feng's eyes, at this moment, Su Ming's hair was blown by the wind, his clothes fluttering on his body as he sat cross-legged, his expression calm but with a terrifying aura that seemed to be slowly awakening.
It was as if this aura had always existed within Su Ming, but it had been dormant. Now, the entry of this small sword had awakened it from its slumber!
Su Ming's body trembled, but his expression did not reveal any pain. Instead, he furrowed his brow as if very uncomfortable. He clearly felt that within his own body, the small sword was rotating and shuttling back and forth, as if searching for something.
Surges of green light emanated from his body, making Su Ming look as if he was enveloped in a green aura at this moment.
But just at this moment, Su Ming's body suddenly shook violently, a kind of indescribable pain, like a flood, surged up from his body. This pain was the small sword in Su Ming's body, as if it had finally found what it was looking for, emitting a sword energy that seemed to pierce through Su Ming's body. This sword energy wandered through his body, and forcibly opened up a bloody path inside Su Ming's body!
This path of flesh and blood, as if it had always existed in the meridians, but in Su Ming's body it was like a blockage, perhaps never to be opened. Yet now this sword energy moved along the meridians, suddenly bursting open this originally blocked path of flesh and blood.
Su Ming's mind was shaken, his body trembling violently as fresh blood oozed out of his skin. At this moment, a fierce aura suddenly appeared on his body (Baidu seeks magic, hand-written, ear-root official YY: 3943)
A vein line that shouldn't exist at all, this line surrounds every position of his whole body, starting from his abdomen and ending at his head.
This small sword with a faint blue glow, traveled along the meridian for several rounds, and finally appeared on Su Ming's head. He could feel its presence, but there was no more pain, instead, as the meridian opened up, his whole body felt warm and comfortable. At this moment, his body seemed to be greatly different from before. Although he closed his eyes and hadn't yet formed a seal to maintain the branding technique, Su Ming's heart was calm... within a range of 200 feet, serene in his mind!
On his forehead, a sword mark gradually appeared, flashing and revealing majesty.
The gentle breeze watched Su Ming, his expression dull and stupid, he still couldn't understand why this family treasure treated Su Ming and the past self who tried to open the stone box so differently.
Fortunately, he was a spirit at this moment, otherwise, it is very likely that he would not understand and be unwilling to go down, and would be so depressed that he would spit out a mouthful of blood.
