Swordsman the Wanderer
Ch 122's. The Golden Spear of the Ancient God King
Half a month has passed.
Zhang En opened his eyes as he ended his cultivation session. He had fully absorbed the power of the two spiritual fish within half a month.
Immersing his perception internally to check his current state, he saw that his meridians were growing bigger and becoming harder, even the true essence within his dantian was becoming denser.
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Meanwhile, inside a palace on the south side of the God Tribe City, an extremely ugly expression was seen very clearly on Zhao Chen's face. "It's been almost half a year! Zhang En, that useless bastard, is still hiding inside the city!"
“Are you sure that bastard, still in the inn all this time?” Zhao Chen asked gloomily.
The silver-haired man, waiter Feng, stepped forward, answering humbly, “Our men watch the courtyard twenty-four hours a day, Zhang En never comes out of the inn, he said, only a few of his followers came out occasionally. Even so, they only come out to buy daily necessities, no one goes out of town.”
A light shone in Zhao Chen's eyes.
But the servant Feng then continued to carefully speak, "Young Master, this subordinate has a question, am I worthy to ask?"
Zhao Chen glanced at the Feng steward as he said, "You might wonder why I acted against Zhang En when there was no feud between us?"
Servant Feng was surprised because his mind was clearly guessed by Zhao Chen, but he nodded, “True, this subordinate's heart has a little doubt. Moreover, Zhang En was merely a nameless junior, with the identity of an ordinary Young Master, there was no need to act directly."
In fact, as the servant Feng had said, against Zhao Chen's background, he didn't need to deal with the matter directly, as long as he said a few words, there would be many people willing to serve him.
Zhao Chen said, “I have a reason to deal with this matter personally. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, you'll know in the future."
“Good Young Master. Sorry for this subordinate talking too much." Servant Feng acknowledged respectfully, but after hesitating for a moment, he ventured again to speak "However, if Zhang En continues to hide inside the God Tribe City, then we are ...?"
Zhao Chen's gaze sharpened, "There are three months left until the opening day of Ghost City, another two months, if that young man still doesn't appear, then I can only take him away by force!"
Ghost City, one of the six major cities of ancient times, in that city was a monument left behind by one of the six ancient kings, the Ghost King, the, it will only appear once every thousand years.
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The days continued to pass and it was already over a month, at the bottom of the Tiger Valley in the cold spring lake, Zhang En continued to cultivate.
Not long after, Zhang En bullied his eyes and stood up. He instantly started his battle Qi. Taking in a very regular breath while gathering the airflow around him, a spiral-shaped energy turned into a dragon roaring nonstop, spinning above his head for a long time before disappearing.
This was Zhang En's current level of strength. Every breath he took in and out of his mouth contained the power of a dragon. Then Zhang En began to practice the Dragon Art Technique and displayed sword movement one after another from the start.
Vortexes of strong wind swirled over the air, followed by a sky that was like it was filled with lightning as strange flower buds bloomed in the air, then striking red eyeballs appeared out of nowhere, releasing a terrifying beam of light.
"I wonder what's under this lake!" Zhang En immediately jumped up and dived to the bottom of the lake, his eyes diverging towards the grass hut that formed a small cave. In an instant, he entered the cave.
Inside the cave, he saw nothing but a long spear lying just like that on the cave floor.
The long spear was entirely covered in metallic dark gold, on the long spear there were many carvings of ancient mystical beasts, each beast looked extremely lively. After noticing the long spear, Zhang En accidentally saw an ancient text at the bottom of the spear.
"The Golden Spear of the Ancient God King." Zhang En translated those words.
According to what was written on the bottom of that spear, as long as he could refine the Ancient God King's Golden Spear, he would be able to inherit his entire legacy. This golden spear was left behind by the owner of this room, An Ancient God King, this golden spear was the strongest spear he used during his lifetime
"By refining this Golden Spear, one can actually obtain it, this is an unexpected harvest."
Eyes instantly became bright. Although he did not lack cultivation techniques and fighting skills, these were objects that no one would consider extremely rare.
Judging from the situation, this Ancient God King must be a great teacher. Only those who had reached the Heavenly God Realm could write down their cultivation techniques or battle skills into inanimate objects so that they could survive for thousands of years.
Thus, following the refining method inscribed on the golden Spear body, Zhang En took out his battle Qi, slowly he refined the spear into his own based on the instructions already written.
Twelve hours later, when Zhang En finished refining the golden spear, a scene suddenly appeared in his mind.
In that scene, a person who was three meters tall was seen standing on top of a mountain peak. His spear slashed and the sea in front of him receded without a fight. Then, as his spear swung, waves of attacks that reached ten thousand miles cut through and destroyed that huge mountain.
This figure displayed one attack after another continuously by displaying the Technique of the Golden Spear.
Witnessing the formidable might of the golden spear technique that could shake a mountain and overturn the ocean with just a single strike, Zhang En was greatly shocked. After which, the scene that appeared in his mind ended and vanished.
There were a total of nine moves in using the golden spear, each strike produced by the golden spear was extremely powerful.
A moment after coming to his senses, using his mind, the golden spear shrank to be smaller than its size, in the end, the golden spear then disappeared towards Zhang En's right hand arm. On Zhang En's right hand arm, the Golden Spear had been attached like a tattoo whose golden spear-shaped pattern adorned the arm of his right hand.
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