Chapter 1280: Blood-drinking Sword (4)
"Blood-drinking Sword?" Wan Song frowned, his expression somewhat ugly.
"Senior, we don’t intend to claim it for ourselves," Yang Ruxin hurriedly spoke up, "we just want to borrow it for a few days to save someone. He has been bound by a Thousand-year Dark Iron Chain for ten years, and only the Blood-drinking Sword can cut through it..."
Wan Song shook his head slightly, "It’s not that I am stingy, but, that Blood-drinking Sword simply cannot be controlled by anyone..." He paused for a moment, "Many heroes have been beheaded by it..."
"Senior, are the rumors true?" Gu Qingheng’s gaze showed a trace of surprise.
Wan Song glanced at Gu Qingheng, he had heard of this youth as well, and had felt pity when the Gu Family ran into trouble. He hadn’t expected to meet him here. Hearing his words, Wan Song couldn’t help but nod, "There are many rumors in the martial world. The Blood-drinking Sword was originally a piece of Divine Iron left over from Ancient Times, and it was forged with blood by celestial generals Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, filled with Spiritual Energy..."
Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but touch Xiaolun on her wrist. This creature was also an Ancient Divine Beast, just like Xiaoyin, who seemed to sense something and rubbed against Yang Ruxin’s wrist. She was from the same era as Xiaolun, wasn’t she? Why was she always left out? Did she feel neglected?
"In fact, the Blood-drinking Sword has never belonged to Wanren Villa," Wan Song sighed, "The reason it remains here is that there is a natural ice chamber beneath the villa, filled with Thousand-year Dark Ice, and only that cold air can suppress the fury of the Blood-drinking Sword..."
Yang Ruxin frowned, how was this like listening to a mythological story? Yet, her transmigration and her space were originally mystical, and there were so many Divine Beasts, so it seemed normal for there to be more mystical events happening.
"Everyone in the martial world knows that the Blood-drinking Sword of Wanren Villa is indestructible, but they don’t know that no one can control it. Many have come to ask for it, or to steal it, and in the end..." Wan Song gave a wry smile, "These are things that our Wanren Villa cannot prevent or stop... Once the Blood-drinking Sword smells blood, it must drink its fill before it will stop..."