Fei Chen's Sword Journey
PPFC 4 - A Piece of Breath
PPFC 4 - A Piece of Breath
‘Chen, suck on this aura of mine. If you can see the description of the Dragon God Book, then you can train my knowledge.’ The Dragon God released an aura that was different from humans, this aura was extremely pure.
Fei Chen felt his body undergo a great turnaround, especially the part of his stomach that felt in the squeeze.
‘It's been two years you've been on Weeping Mountain, boy. I didn't expect your development to be this fast. But with your ability this will die instantly.’ As usual the Sword King of Hell always commented on Fei Chen's development.
‘This sword is crazy, ignore him.’ The Sweet Cat stared at the Hell King Sword which emitted a gripping and deadly aura.
Not yet had the Sweet Dragon told Fei Chen, the deadly aura of the Hell King Sword had already been inhaled by Fei Chen completely.
‘Hahahaha..’ The Sword King of Hell laughed when he saw Fei Chen experiencing Divine Suffering again.
Fei Chen thrashed in pain for several hours before finally directly holding the Hell King Sword and throwing it.
“No Master tried to kill his student!”
The Sword of the King of Hell was thrown deep into the air, ‘Strickling boy! How dare you throw me!’
Lately Fei Chen has often experienced Divine Suffering due to the actions of the King of Hell Sword. But thanks to Divine Suffering, Fei Chen was able to go through the method of forging the body through the Torment of Lightning.
“Hah? What are you saying?! I didn't hear it at all!” Fei Chen smiled looking at the Hell King Sword stuck in the tree.
Dragon God in the form of a cat just shook his head, ‘The longer I am with this boy, the more I realize that we have to do something to reach the upper world.’.
Fei Chen turned his head to look at the Dragon God who was seen thinking of something, the adorable looking cat made Fei Chen approach him.
“Cat Sweet, is something bothering you? Am I still not strong enough to avenge my family's death?” Fei Chen asked quite seriously. Ironic indeed, but all Fei Chen had in mind was revenge, nothing else.
‘Chen, from a long time ago you only thought of grudges, grudges and grudges. Sometimes I feel like our meeting with you is fate.’ The words of this Sweet Cat who was none other than the Dragon God made Fei Chen put on a disgusted face.
Instantly the atmosphere became silent. A few minutes later, the sound of laughter from the King of Hell's Sword boomed because of Fei Chen's funny words.
‘Nyaw! I don't care about you anymore! Die!’ The Sweet Cat clawed at Fei Chen hundreds of times.
Fei Chen's face was deathly central, “Didn't you say, no teacher tried to kill his student?”
‘Hah?! Fucking cat! Are you planning to kill him?!’ The Sword King of Hell was shocked as he saw that Fei Chen's entire body was covered in Sweet Cat's scratch wounds.
Fei Chen gulped before feeling his entire body scream in pain. The interludes of his bones were struggling and the pain that crawled his body made him think, if now he would rather die than feel this pain.
“Argh! Damnit!” Fei Chen shouted extremely loudly before the aura within his body exploded.
The Sweet Cat and the Hell King Sword were surprised to see Fei Chen close his eyes in a standing state.
‘What has he died?’ The Sword King of Hell tried to sense the aura belonging to Fei Chen, ‘That's right, he was dying. Fucking cat! Where did you put your brain, huh?! You have to take responsibility! My world will be bleak if this boy dies!’
Sweet Cat is more surprised than the Sword King of Hell because she did not expect to be out of control, ‘Chen! Chen! You're alive aren't you?’
‘He's just dying, damn cat. Possibility of tomorrow die.’
The words Sword King of Hell kept the Sweet Cat silent for quite a while, ‘Don't you just say your world would be gloomy if this brat died?!’
‘Why are you yelling at me?! I should have been the one who was mad at you, lizard god!’
‘What do you say, crazy sword?!’
In the end the Dragon God in the form of the Sweet Cat and the Sword King of Hell had a big fight in front of the dying Fei Chen.