With the Blade

Moreover, that insect even knew how to manipulate that power, using a heart-piercing method to cause him thorough harm...

"Stop, don’t think about it."

Huang Tian decisively halted the upcoming recollection.

He must not think about these things, just like he must not uncover the scabs on his body; such actions can only cause secondary harm to himself — of course, demanding oneself not to think about it is somewhat like covering one’s ears to steal a bell, but the treatment of such injuries still needs to be done step by step.

Luckily, these injuries weren’t suffered in vain.

"I’ve already obtained sufficient information."

Huang Tian opened his eyes.

Exchanging a trivial death for concrete opponent intelligence was always worth it for him — it was just letting the opponent take a hand, he had done such things before. Moreover, after tidying up his own condition, he would immediately set out again to crusade against this treacherous individual.

But this time, it wouldn’t be like the previous situation, where my side was in the light but the enemy was in the dark.

Rather, it would be extremely advantageous for him, with the enemy in the light and him in the dark.

Thinking this way, Huang Tian came to his weaponry storehouse and picked out another Longsword.

Unfortunately, unlike the previous Spine Sword, this sword was just the Arm Bone Sword. However, compared to the spine serving as the body’s main axis, the Arm Bone, often used for attacking, wielded greater power — and after perceiving the profound vibrations within the Arm Bone Sword, Huang Tian reached out and slashed.

A vast void appeared before Huang Tian, leading to the world the Arm Bone Sword had once visited.

"Found you."

Pressing down on the conical hat used to conceal his face, Huang Tian stepped into the void.

This time, he didn’t appear in the northwest, but in the southeast, on a pirate-armed ship used for plundering, silently adding a conical hat-wearing, black-clad swordsman to the ship — yet the people on board were entirely unaware, continuing their usual activities, even considering this black-clad swordsman as one of their own.

"Go about your business."

Facing the pirate beckoning him over to manage the sails, Huang Tian simply gestured casually.

The pirates acted as if they hadn’t seen him, considering him as transparent air.

This was Huang Tian’s true strength; he could not only appear openly before everyone but could also completely hide his traces, making everyone unable to detect him — of course, there was still a limit to this; some masters with pure heart powers could still perceive this concealment, but even if they could, it didn’t mean they could truly see him.

Just like the pirate leader on this ship, the swordsman with two Longswords at his waist sensed that there seemed to be something extra on the ship, but without finding a reason, he concluded that it was a haunting.

Hence, the originally planned plundering was canceled, and for safety’s sake, these pirates disguised themselves and went ashore to pray to the gods for safety.

And Huang Tian also once again set foot on this piece of land.

Roughly determining the direction of his prior demise, Huang Tian headed north, and during this journey, he increasingly sensed this world’s weakness — compared to other worlds, this world seemed to have nothing special, ignorant people along with so-called masters akin to monkeys, these mosquito-like things couldn’t pose any threat to him.

"Perhaps this is why we chose to leave back then."

Huang Tian vaguely understood.

He didn’t experience that era; it was his fathers who did, and they ascended from this world to attain true freedom and ease — looking at it now, this world indeed has nothing worth longing for, too small and too desolate, incapable of bearing their giant aspirations and desires; leaving was the right choice.

Yet even if they had left, this place was still theirs; he would never allow any insect to steal what was his, even if he didn’t really need it.

"One sword, just one sword."

Thinking this way, Huang Tian arrived at the Capital City.

He didn’t grandly fly in the sky; after all, this world was too weak, and there were few who could fly. If he unexpectedly took flight, he would become a living target — with the enemy in the light and him in the dark being his biggest advantage in action this time, he wouldn’t abandon this point.

So, before entering the city, he started walking on the ground like an ordinary person.

Like an ordinary person, he mingled into the throng entering the city, walked on the streets of Capital City, and casually picked up a street corner stall’s sesame seed cake — admittedly, though this place was wild and backward, the street food here had some merit...

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Just as Huang Tian intended to continue forward like an ordinary person, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

"Where did you come from! How can you eat a sesame seed cake without paying!"

"...Hmm?"

Huang Tian slightly frowned.

"You... can see me?"

"How fresh!"

The short seller directly laughed angrily.

"If I couldn’t see you, you’d have stolen my sesame cake! Pay up! Quickly!"

"You..."

Huang Tian suddenly felt something was amiss.

Even though he had hidden his form and concealed his aura, even those so-called local masters shouldn’t be able to detect his traces — how could a short sesame cake seller spot him instantly?

Could it be that this short seller’s heart power exceeded those masters?

"Quick! Pay up!"

While Huang Tian frowned and pondered, the short seller once again shouted.

"Are you trying to escape paying? Would you even avoid paying for a sesame cake?"

"You..."

Huang Tian’s frown became deeper.

He didn’t need currency; he always spoke with his sword; how could he possibly have money to pay the short seller — but if he killed this short seller with a sword, his trail would be exposed, losing his advantageous position with the enemy in light and him in dark, and the gains wouldn’t outweigh the losses.

Should he comply with local customs?

Thinking this, Huang Tian casually grabbed a passerby’s money pouch.

He indeed didn’t have money, but the people on the street all carried money — this short seller indeed could see his traces, but that was ultimately a case in point; perhaps this short seller was one of those one-in-a-million heart power masters, but those passersby...

"Why are you stealing my wallet!"

Before Huang Tian counted the money from the pouch, his other hand was caught.

"I saw it! You reached into my waistband... Don’t deny it; my name is embroidered inside this wallet!"

"...Hmm?"

Huang Tian’s frown grew deeper.

What was going on? How could this person also see him? If only the short seller, that would be fine, but how could just any passerby possess heart power far beyond ordinary? No, it wasn’t just the short seller and passerby; even other people started noticing him, surrounding him completely, and condemning him emphatically — the advantage with the enemy in light and him in dark he anticipated was immediately gone, leaving him as the thief stealing wallets.

"What’s happening? Why does everyone have such high heart power?"

Huang Tian grew increasingly puzzled; how come everyone could detect him? Wasn’t he hiding?

How could these people...

"Here he comes! Captain Shan Bing is coming!"

At that moment, people suddenly clamorously cleared a path.

A burly man emerged from the crowd, carrying a large shield.

"What’s going on? How is this... Hmm?"

The shield-bearing Shan Bing looked at the conical hat swordsman before him.

"Why is it you?"