Chapter 365: Child of Luck
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
One after another, short axes shimmering with a cold glint sliced through the air, instantly sealing off the narrow passageway.
Each axe carried the weight of a thousand pounds, combined with the sharpness forged from Hundred Forged materials, capable of piercing through heavy armor effortlessly.
However, facing these incoming sharp axes, Zhang Yuan advanced instead of retreating. The Taowu Saber in his hand suddenly swept out, raising a massive surge of Sword Aura in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, the sword qi shredded over a dozen iron axes into countless fragments.
Showering all throughout the passage!
"Ah~"
The deafening wails of despair echoed as dozens of Barbarian Warriors standing in Zhang Yuan’s path were struck by the flying fragments, screaming in agony involuntarily.
But the ensuing sweep of sword light instantly extinguished all sounds.
Stepping over the blood and dismembered limbs littering the ground, Zhang Yuan charged into a cabin at the center of the battlecruiser.
This was his third enemy ship to attack.
The first two belonged to the Jingmin and the Great River Gang, while this one was of the Wuqi Barbarian Race.
The cabin he had just barged into was luxuriously appointed, the floor covered with tanned animal hides, large antlers hung on the walls alongside various Barbarian-style ornaments.
A bone-thin Rag Wizard sat placidly on a chair, gazing indifferently at Zhang Yuan, whose whole body exuded a bloody Evil Qi.
Beside the wizard stood a trembling Barbarian youth.
"Interesting."
The Rag Wizard ignored the bloodthirsty Fierce Soldiers in Zhang Yuan’s hand, an air of surprise flitting across his tired eyes: "I know you are in disguise, not truly of my kin, yet I can see no flaw."
"Young warrior, can you tell me what method you used?"
His gaze was filled with curiosity, his voice carried a calming power.
Zhang Yuan pondered briefly, then removed the Face Eater from his face.
Revealing his true appearance.
The Rag Wizard was suddenly enlightened, the dry old face moved: "So it’s a Profound Artifact Mask, impressive."
This elderly Barbarian Wizard sighed contentedly and continued: "I suppose you are the notorious Blood Saber Butcher, known for leaving no survivors in your wake, but I wish to make a deal with you."
He nodded toward the youth beside him: "I am very old, with not many days left, it matters not if I die, but he is just a child, who has never harmed anyone."
The Rag Wizard pleaded earnestly: "My good sir, if you’re willing to spare his life, I can tell you the location of a treasure, what do you say?"
Zhang Yuan said nothing and instead shook the Face Eater in his hand.
Then he put it back on his face.
The Rag Wizard froze momentarily, then smiled wryly: "Sorry, that was my mistake."
These words were spoken to the youth beside him.
Zhang Yuan’s intent was clear, having exposed his secret, he could not leave any survivors.
The Rag Wizard must die, and the boy could not be spared!
Ultimately, it was his curiosity that doomed the latter.
Were it not so, there may have been room for negotiation.
"In that case..."
The Rag Wizard’s old face was covered by a gray shroud of death; he muttered: "Then..."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before his words fell, the cabin walls abruptly burst open with fist-sized holes, countless wood chips spraying everywhere.
Thick, dark green vines writhed through these openings into the cabin, madly wrapping towards Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan’s eyes narrowed, he instantly swung the Taowu Saber, slicing and shattering the incoming green vines one by one.
Splurt!
Under the chair where the Rag Wizard was seated, a vine burst through the thick floorboards, its sharp tip piercing through the chair into his body, greedily drawing the blood and life of Elder Wuqi!
Yet, the Rag Wizard remained motionless, face free from pain, instead bearing a hint of relieved release.
He turned and smiled faintly at the Barbarian youth beside him: "Child, you must survive!"
Swish!
A long vine wrapped around the boy’s waist, pulling him towards the newly torn opening.
The Barbarian youth awakened as if from a dream, crying out loudly: "Grandfather!"
The Rag Wizard’s life was drawing to a close, his aged eyes reflecting the tear-streaked youth, his lips curling into a slight smile.
As long as the boy survived, his bloodline would continue.
This elder of Wuqi also trusted that with his grandson’s talent and luck, he would surely become a distinguished figure in the future.
To avenge his death!
He died without regret.
Yet just as the Barbarian boy was being dragged into the hole by the vine, a dazzling blood light shot through the cabin, silently severing the vine obstructing the way.
Shooting directly toward the boy’s forehead!
The Rag Wizard had just witnessed this, the relief on his face instantly freezing.
Snap!
At the dire moment before the blood light hit the boy’s vital spot, an obsidian pendant hanging from his neck suddenly burst open.
A ferocious beast ghost emerged, at lightning speed enclosing the blood light within!
The true form of the blood light emerged, revealing itself to be a dark red short saber.
The Red Blood Saber!
This Divine Soldier lingered for less than a breath before smashing through the beast soul, mercilessly piercing the boy’s skull!
The Barbarian youth shuddered, opening his mouth to speak, only to droop his head in defeat.
The Light of Life in his eyes completely extinguished.
Unaware, the vine carried his body off into the darkness.
"No!"
Overcome with grief, the Rag Wizard let out a pained roar.
All his hopes, destroyed by this one blade!
The next moment, the Red Blood Saber flew back, reclaiming its place within Zhang Yuan’s body.
In truth, the Barbarian youth had only Tier One cultivation strength, a mere nobody within the Wuqi Barbarian Race, his status only somewhat special.
Yet at the moment the vine took him, Zhang Yuan’s forehead throbbed, suddenly feeling he was on the verge of making a grave mistake, one he’d regret in the future.
In a flash of thought, he unhesitatingly used his strongest trump card against this weak youth.
Striking him dead in one blow!
You see, even after breaching two battlecruisers and facing various dangers, Zhang Yuan had not used the Red Blood Saber.
And when he retrieved this Divine Soldier, the overwhelming anxiety he felt vanished instantly.
His whole being felt much lighter.
Intuition assured Zhang Yuan he had made a very correct choice.
But the dying Rag Wizard descended into utter madness, straining to stand, his twisted, ferocious old face etched with countless fine black lines.
Boom!
This elderly wizard of the Wuqi Tribe’s body suddenly swelled, exploding into shreds.
Countless colorful worms spewed forth!