Night King: My Life Journey
Ch-07's chat. Black Sword
The days back passed quickly, and every day only Zhao Feng went through by training inside his room and now he had mastered some great swordsmanship, he said, in addition, he had also managed to perfect the one-slash sword stance and also the shadow step technique.
"Hahh, all of these skill books I have mastered have even almost all reached the perfect stage, so it's time I have a sword" Zhao Feng murmured.
Despite wanting a sword, it was impossible for Zhao Feng to ask his father for the sword he wanted, moreover, he also did not know if the swords in the Zhao clan would match his taste.
Then Zhao Feng planned to go to the market and head to the weapon shop or the blacksmith who could make swords, only that he did not know about those places, moreover, in the memory of the owner of the body there were also no such places, there were only a few places in the city as well as the ins and outs of the Zhao family residence.
Tired of always being in the room, Zhao Feng then decided to wander around the territory of the Zhao family, because only the territory of the Zhao family was clearly depicted in his memory.
Zhao Feng then walked out through the back door of his residence, with the aim that no one would disturb him, instead of being afraid of facing off against those who were bothering him just that for the time being he was very lazy to make trouble.
"Alright, according to the memories of this young master, this path leads to an already unused warehouse, after which it goes straight to the training grounds of the clan disciples" Zhao Feng murmured.
"Then I follow this path" he continued.
Zhao Feng then followed a path that went straight towards the old warehouse of the Zhao clan, because other than that place was already untouched again, the road that Zhao Feng walked through was also very quiet and it could be said that it was no longer used, except by him himself.
After ten minutes of walking, Zhao Feng finally arrived at an old building that was no longer maintained, it could be clearly seen from some of the walls of the building that had been hollow and also cracked.
I don't know what made Zhao Feng suddenly feel very curious about the old building, and casually he walked up to the building and entered it.
Inside the old building, Zhao Feng could see some chairs as well as tables that had been badly damaged, he said, in addition, the room is also full of spider webs that indicate that the old building has indeed been abandoned for a long time.
Slowly and carefully, Zhao Feng went through every room and every corner of the building, finally, he found a room with a door made of very thick iron.
Curious about the contents of the room, Zhao Feng then smashed the iron door so he could inspect the room, but after the iron door he managed to destroy it, he found nothing in the room except a wooden cabinet that had almost collapsed.
"It turns out there is nothing, but why is the door made of iron" Zhao Feng murmured.
Being still curious Zhao Feng then entered the room to check on him. Inside the room Zhao Feng found a small door that was also made of iron and seemed to be connecting the room with the rest of the room.
"Woaah turns out this basement is quite spacious as well" Zhao Feng said slowly.
Inside that dungeon, Zhao Feng also found nothing but a fairly large wooden chest and inscribed with strange letters, Zhao Feng then tried to read it but alas, Zhao Feng tried to read it, he did not even know a single letter that was in the wooden box.
"It's a strange letter, but who cares" Zhao Feng said as he opened the wooden chest.
Zhao Fengs face instantly turned radiant as he saw a sword with black blade and handle inside the wooden chest, he really did not expect that he would find a sword, when at first he thought that the contents of the chest were gold coins or silver coins.
"Hehehehe, this is my lucky day, with this sword I don't have to bother looking for another sword anymore" Zhao Feng murmured.
Zhao Feng then grabbed the black sword with his right hand, but when he was about to lift the black sword, Zhao Feng's hand seemed to have no power and the black sword felt extremely heavy.
"Here, why is this sword so heavy, when it is not large in size and also looks quite thin, but why does it feel like lifting iron weighing hundreds of kilos" Zhao Feng said.
Zhao Feng then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, after which he let out a long sigh and tried to raise the sword once more. But unfortunately, Zhao Feng's efforts were still in vain even the sword did not shift in the slightest from its place.
"Hahh, hahh, who made this sword, why did he make this heavy sword" Zhao Feng said.
After resting for a while, Zhao Feng continued his efforts to lift the black sword, the various ways he did in order to lift the sword, but still his efforts were in vain.
"Well this is the last one, if it fails then I will instantly hoard this room along with this damn sword" Zhao Feng said resentfully.
He then tried to continue his efforts for the last time, and this time Zhao Feng's right hand held the handle of the sword while his left hand held the blade of the sword, involuntarily Zhao Feng's left palm was instead injured and made his blood hit the black sword.
Zhao Feng then pulled out his injured hand, after which his hand came off the sword, suddenly the black sword glowed and Zhao Feng's blood on the sword instantly disappeared like it had been absorbed by the black sword.
Moments later the sword gently shook and gave off an extremely bright and dazzling light, Zhao Feng immediately closed his eyes spontaneously as he could not stand the dazzling sword light.
"Hahahaha, after all this time I'm finally free as well"