The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master-Chapter 1619 - : Grand Lord-level Treasure?
Chapter 1619: Chapter 1619: Grand Lord-level Treasure?
Ouyang Hai was suddenly at a loss for words, as Elder Iron Fist had brought a group to trouble Zhang Xi and the others, and he had heard about this incident. The key point was that Elder Iron Fist had died at the hands of Lord Huang Jiu, the Second Young Master of the Wuling Sect.
Could it be that the Second Young Master didn’t really die all those years ago, but was taken away by someone? Had he ended up in another plane and now found his way back?
Ouyang Hai couldn’t believe it and, moreover, he hadn’t seen the so-called “Second Young Master” yet.
“Patriarch Zhang, I heard the Second Young Master has returned. Could you let him out for us to see?”
Zhang Qian was unaware of what had transpired in Ring Canyon. Beiting Huang’s return had filled him with such joy that he had lost all self-control, and a grand lord-level treasure had made him even more ecstatic. The subsequent promotion made him feel as if his family’s ancestral grave was about to billow with green smoke.
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When he heard from Zhang Xi that Ouyang Mo had beaten Zhang Xuan to death and that he was resurrected by Huang Jiu, Zhang Qian was consumed with rage. He couldn’t bear to think of how his wife would carry on if Zhang Xuan had truly died?
“Ouyang Hai, your son actually killed my son! I demand your son’s life as recompense for my son’s right now!” Enraged, Zhang Qian raised the knife in his hand and without a word, slashed at Ouyang Hai.
Taken by surprise, Ouyang Hai, fortunately, had enough strength to dodge the attack. But he was still greatly startled and drew his long sword in a swift motion, blocking the incoming strike. The two swords clanged loudly upon impact.
Crack!
Ouyang Hai’s long sword had actually broken.
Although their swords had clashed, neither had used much force, as many things hadn’t been made clear and it was not likely they would fight to the death from the start. A sword not infused with soul power had effortlessly broken his own, and Ouyang Hai was not a three-year-old child; he was immediately stunned.
“Grand Lord-level treasure?” Looking at the broken sword in his hand and then at the unscathed, dark, and undistinguished sword in Zhang Qian’s grasp, Ouyang Hai exclaimed in disbelief.
Outside the gate, on top of the hill, nearly everyone began discussing loudly. Their voices converged into a river flowing directly into Zhang Qian’s ears.
“How is this possible? The Wuling Sect has a grand lord-level treasure – who would believe that?”
“What kind of incredible luck have they stumbled upon? Wasn’t their family practically half-dead since their Second Young Master was taken away by the ancestors of Iron Wind Mountain?”
“Haha, perhaps they’re starting to have good fortune now – with both a grand lord-level treasure and reaching the Supreme Realm. Recently, they seem to have cornered all the glory on the continent.”
Ouyang Hai, of course, heard these comments too. If it indeed were a grand lord-level treasure, Ouyang Hai would be no match for Zhang Qian. He was a First-Grade Supreme, and although he had spent quite some time in the Supreme Realm, Zhang Qian was a Supreme wielding a grand lord-level treasure.
With equal strength, Zhang Qian’s sword strikes could easily break his own.
If Zhang Qian had intended to take his life a moment ago and insisted on fighting him, Ouyang Hai wasn’t confident that he could withstand Zhang Qian’s attacks.
The onlookers from the other three sects were also astounded by this scene. None of them knew what kind of fortune the Wuling Sect had stumbled upon or who had provided them with such grand lord-level treasures. And just then, someone also noticed the weapon in Zhang Xi’s hand and couldn’t help but shout, “Look, two grand lord-level treasures!”
It was then that everyone realized that the long sword in Zhang Xi’s hand was identical to Zhang Qian’s – if not grand lord-level treasures, then what?
