The Legend of the Sacred Sword Cultivator
100 Ch: Yang Shui

"Can you let me go? I want to see him. Please let me go." A weak and pitiful voice came out from the woman's pale lips. The roar of tears still faithfully blotted out her pale face that still looked beautiful.

"First, please calm down. How can we help you find the person you're referring to, while you're not telling us anything." The woman who looked older than the pale woman tried to calm down.

"Ah, we don't know your name yet." As if awakened, the woman asked while looking at the direction where a man was sitting on a wooden chair.

Not getting an answer, the woman opened her voice, "We're not bad guys. You don't have to worry. You can call me Sister Zhisu and her Brother Hongli, we are a husband and wife." Said the woman named Zhisu while pointing to her faithful husband looking at them.

"Yang Shui." Finally the pale-faced woman spoke weakly. His hoarse voice showed how much time he spent just crying. "I could feel it, he was close to me earlier, but now-, now I don't feel it anymore." Yang Shui continued to falter. No more tears, just a blank look.

The couple took a long breath. They were both speechless, not knowing how to calm Yang Shui further. Ever since waking up, Yang Shui only cried and raved calling out Yang Jian's name. Even the medicine and food that had been provided were not touched in the slightest.

After a long time of persuasion, Yang Shui was finally about to get out of his bed, yet as if numb, Yang Shui did not have the slightest energy to stand up. Starting to change clothes, eating a little food and medicine served Zhisu painstakingly.

"Outside there is danger. Maybe we can't get out of this place for a while." Hongli who had just returned to check the situation outside came with a worried look. "I don't know for sure, but the conditions outside don't allow us to bring Yang Shui to see his son."

Hongli began to explain the atmosphere of Stone Town as he planned to buy some necessities Yang Shui had. But he just went home empty-handed. The attack that occurred in Stone Town made Hongli finally return to their hiding place.

Both Zhisu and Yang Shui sighed softly. "How long have I been asleep?" After being struck by a long enough silence, Yang Shui finally opened his voice. He looked at the two strangers who had been taking care of him all this time somehow.

"We don't know for sure. Maybe ten years? Fifteen years? I don't know, we're not so sure?" Zhisu replied calmly, but the look on his face showed high confusion. In contrast to Zhisu and Hongli, Yang Shui, himself only let out a long sigh. There was no surprise in the look on his face, it was as if he had predicted this before.

"Nothing you want to say? Or did you ask?" Hongli asked curiously looking at the calm look on Yang Shui's face. "It's been a while." Reply Yang Shui slowly. It did not answer Hongli and Zhisu's curiosity at all.

After a long moment of silence, Yang Shui's countenance finally showed a change. A sliver of elbow appeared on his forehead. Reacted alone, Yang Shui stood up from sitting down and looked in all directions. Yang Shui's activities were not separated from Zhisu and Hongli's supervision, inviting huge question marks for them.

"Did you finally feel your son's presence?" Ask Hongli curiously.

Meanwhile, precisely in front of the Stone City gate that had been flattened to the ground, Yang Jian stiffened with his pale face. His eyeballs were spinning as if looking for something that was bothering his mind. Sighing deeply, Yang Jian tried to dial back his irregular heartbeat.

Instantly Yang Jian turned around and strode quickly towards the Eastern part of Stone City, an unspoiled place of fighting both camps. Yang Jian did not understand why, but his footsteps led Yang Jian to the place.

Arriving at the edge of the forest. Yang Jian looked at an old building that looked fragile, yet clean and awake. Yang Jian's curiosity led him to want to explore the building. However, before Yang Jian's hand reached for the door knob, the sound of some people's speech disturbed his sense of hearing.

Yang Jian sneaked, hiding his existence from behind the lush trees. It didn't take long, Yang Jian finally saw the majestic tents that stood upright behind the lushness of the trees with a countless number of trees.

Some people with robes were familiar to Yang Jian. Unmistakably, this place was the temporary hiding location of the cultivator from the Nine Snake Sect and the Devil Claw Sect. Long enough to observe, Yang Jian could predict if the number of people who were around the headquarters ranged from twenty to twenty-five people. With a peak cultivator level of a warior star and a few at the beginning of a master cultivator.

It seemed like they were so certain that their hiding location was already accurate enough. It provides a loose oversight.

Seeing that, Yang Jian grinned coldly. The blue bead looked at the guts of people passing by watching the tent. Now Yang Jian was on one of the tallest tree branches not far from the tent location. The best place to do stealth attacks.

'Time to test!' Inner Yang Jian, suddenly a bow with a golden phoenix motif appeared in Yang Jian's palm. The arrowless bow gave off the aura of the end stage earth heirloom. Sejata or heirloom has three levels, namely, the heirloom of warior, earth and heavenly heirloom, and each level has three stages, namely, the initial, intermediate and final stages.

Yang Jian began to position the bow, pulling the bowstring and aiming right at the two cultivators standing side by side. Instantly it appeared qi like a stream of clear water forming an arrow. A second later, the arrows shot rapidly towards the two people.

Without knowing who the culprit was, the two black flow cultivators fell to the ground with two holes piercing through their hearts. Fresh blood began to wash over the ground, clearly the shocked faces of the two corpse cultivators.

Yang Jian smirked in satisfaction, not expecting that his first attempt at the stance was not bad. Without wasting any time, Yang Jian began to launch one by one his arrows, piercing through the heart and pulse of every black flow cultivator. They were all killed in just one strike due to the fusion between the late stage earth level heirloom and Yang Jian's qi controlling abilities.

Luck was on Yang Jian's side, it didn't take long for him to eliminate all the cultivators who were patrolling outside the tent. After which, Yang Jian jumped to the ground. Walk in silence inspecting each tent.