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Chapter 98 Dragon Sparrow Slays Calamity! (33-word update, please subscribe!)

They didn't care about the old man's magic trick-like technique.

Fang Qingyu's gaze was immediately drawn to the opened box.
A purple bead, the size of a pigeon's egg, lay quietly inside.

Purple lightning flowed across the surface of the bead, as if someone had crushed the fiery clouds of dusk, soaked them in indigo, and condensed them into thousands of liquid electric arcs as thin as hair.

"This sword is called Dragon Sparrow Slaying Calamity. Its original form was transformed from the thirty-six thunder drumsticks of the Thunder Department. It was corrupted into a weapon due to being stained with the blood of Chi You," the old man explained calmly.

"knife!?"

Fang Qingyu, sensing the aura of the bead, was stunned when he heard it.

"Yes, it's a knife!"

The old man's lips curled into a smile.

After saying that, his withered right hand suddenly gripped Fang Qingyu's wrist.

The moment Fang Qingyu opened his hand in pain.

The old man's left hand was already pinching his index finger and stabbing it towards the purple bead.

A drop of crimson blood shot towards the bead along with an unseen burst of energy.

“Each divine weapon has a unique growth form; this is its unactivated form right now.”

The sound of the old man's throat was swallowed up by the thunderous explosion.

The instant the blood droplet hit the surface of the pearl.

The liquid electric arc suddenly solidified into thorny crystals.

The drop of blood burned a tiny hole the size of a grain of rice into the surface of the bead, and dark red blood streaks spread rapidly along the honeycomb-shaped prism.

"go with!"

The old man suddenly flicked his wrist and threw the purple bead into the sky.

The bead hovered above the clouds, its black dot almost invisible.

The once clear sky looked as if it had been splashed with thick ink, and the clouds piled up at a visible speed to form swirling thunderstorm eyes.

Dark clouds loomed overhead.

Fang Qingyu's neck hairs hadn't even had a chance to stand up.

The first indigo lightning bolt struck the bead.

The electric arc wove a cocoon-like net of light on the surface of the bead, and the phantom of the ebony scabbard grew vertically from the lightning.

A second bolt of crimson lightning followed immediately.

The tendons grew out of nothingness, tightening layer by layer like a living snake coiling around its sheath, with bluish-purple electric spots pulsating on the surface of each tendon.

The third bolt of blazing white lightning pierced through the heavens and earth.

The illusory image solidified, and the splashing purple lightning melted into a straight blade in the thunder.

The dark clouds and lightning quickly dissipated.

A three-foot-three-inch-long horizontal sword, wrapped with dark blue-black dragon veins, slowly fell down.

Fang Qingyu subconsciously reached out and took it.

As if connected by blood, one could sense the presence of the sword even when it was in the air.

Nine dark blue dragon tendons are wrapped around the ebony sheath.

The bronze sheath with the thunder pattern resembles a closed dragon's jaw.

The blade is purple in color, with cracks covering its surface. Each crack is no wider than a hair, and deep within it lies solidified purple-gold lightning paste.

When still, it resembles a galaxy within amber; when rotated in the light, it appears as flowing lava.

Just a glance.

Fang Qingyu took a liking to the new knife.

And at the moment the blade is formed.

Some information also flooded my mind.

As the old man said, the Dragon Sparrow Slays Calamity has 5 growth forms.

Thunder of hibernation, awakening of insects, divine punishment, calamity, Taixiao.

The current blade is Zhe Lei.

It has two characteristics.

One is struck by lightning, which paralyzes the limbs of the person struck for three breaths.

Secondly, it can absorb the sounds of clashing weapons on the battlefield and transform them into thunder.

The characteristics of the subsequent forms are currently unknown.

But this is only the first form.

The abilities they possess are already quite terrifying.

This essentially gives Fang Qingyu another ruthless method, making him comparable to a cultist with lightning attributes!
And it will continue to grow in the future.

This truly lives up to its name as the Divine Armed Forces.

No wonder, Captain Lin had to keep going to the bureau chief to negotiate this reward for him.

Fang Qingyu now believes that there are no more than a thousand divine weapons in the entire Federation.

but
The old man's strength is a bit too terrifying.
With just a wave of his hand, he summoned the might of thunder and lightning!

This is a martial artist!?

After Fang Qingyu finished processing the information in his mind,
Open your eyes.

The old man had picked up a fishing rod at some point and sat on a small stool, looking quite relaxed.

"The Divine Weapon will be bound to the user. If you die, the binding will be automatically released. So if you are about to die, remember to hide the Divine Weapon first."

However, the other party's words were cold and indifferent.

Fang Qingyu's lips twitched, and he nodded: "Understood."

"This knife is recorded in the Taiping Guangji."

"During the Zhenyuan era of the Tang Dynasty, Wei Shanjun carried this knife into Sichuan to subdue the dragons. On the banks of the Jialing River, he 'wielded the blade to summon lightning, and all nine dragons were charred.'"

"Later, Zhang Tianshi improved the thunder pattern and engraved the Five Thunder Orthodox Method of Taoism into the spine of the knife. During the Jingkang Incident in the Northern Song Dynasty, the knife's owner, Zong Ze, stayed in Bianjing. Historical records state that the Jin soldiers saw "purple lightning circling the city for three days without ceasing" and thus retreated thirty miles.

"Don't you dare tarnish the reputation of this knife."

The old man, holding the fishing rod, finally looked like a reclusive sage.

"Yes."

Fang Qingyu agreed, then suddenly thought of something.

Looking around.

"Weren't you afraid of being discovered doing that?"

The thunderous phenomenon was so terrifying just now; right now, many people should be taking out their phones to take pictures and post them online.

"There's no one around here."

The old man gave a meaningful explanation.

And it really was true.
Even though the thunder had been deafening, there wasn't a single pedestrian on the street.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu was no longer worried.

He plopped down next to the old man, put the knife in his pocket and transformed it into a bead, then stared at the river in front of him without saying a word.

".?"

The old man's lips twitched at the sight.

"We've already given you the divine weapons, what are you still doing here!?"

"This is my reward for capturing a divine body for the Federation and saving dozens of people in the special training class. What about my reward for participating in the competition?"

After Zheng Lin and Qin Hui helped him collect debts from the Bureau of Justice, and Lin Kang kept harassing the bureau chief to ask for a reward, Lin Kang had already done two things.

Fang Qingyu then understood a principle.

Some rewards have to be earned.

And what he said wasn't wrong.

One yard owned by a yard.

Helping the old man defeat all those people was just one part of the divine army's reward.

The prizes for the competition haven't been distributed yet.

Now all that's missing are a few more Qi and Blood Crystals to reach the Transcendent Realm in the Transport Technique.

Every little bit helps.

The old man almost laughed out of anger, and said in a low voice, "Do you know that the divine armor alone is more than enough to cover all of what you've mentioned?"

"I don't know. Before we came, Captain Lin said that if we won this competition, we could get Qi and Blood Crystals, as well as good transport techniques and stuff."

Fang Qingyu was stunned, his eyes filled with confusion. He immediately shifted the blame to Lin Kang.

Giving it to Qin Hui isn't quite enough.

The taller one has to take the hit.

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The old man remained silent for a while after hearing this.

Then a booklet and a cloth bag suddenly appeared in his hand and were thrown into Fang Qingyu's arms.

"After reading it, memorize it and burn it; you can't give it to anyone else."

"roll."

"okay."

Fang Qingyu didn't even look at it, just stuffed it into his arms, ignoring what the old man said, and happily got up and turned to leave.

However, before leaving, he noticed the old man's ridiculously complete equipment.
I still shared some of my own insights.

"By the way, the more complete your equipment is, the easier it is to get hit by the enemy. Next time, you can try going with a light load."

Then, before the old man's face darkened...

Fang Qingyu quickly left the ancient street.

We arrived at the bustling commercial street outside.

It's just across the road.

It felt like another world was outside.

These ordinary people probably would never imagine that the old man destined for the Air Force is actually a martial artist who can control thunder.

Fang Qingyu jogged back to the hotel.

Only after entering the room did he take out the things the old man had given him.

More than a dozen Qi and Blood Crystals.

A book on the method of transporting Qi and Blood!
【The Crimson Brightness Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture】

This is a movement technique that can only be practiced at the martial arts stage.

I recalled what the old man had said.

Fang Qingyu opened the book, intending to memorize it first and then burn it.

This method of transportation has nine stages.

It has the same meaning as the Nine Heavens Contemplation Method.

The overall approach to cultivation is to refine true jade through tribulation fire.

Treat your vital energy and blood as a fire to temper your body, this precious jade.

It's written on the preface page of the book.
This practice requires great willpower!
This aligns perfectly with Fang Qingyu's ideas.

While strengthening your Qi and blood, you can also train your willpower.

Fang Qingyu picked up his phone and booked a flight back to Qingjian City for tomorrow, then began memorizing his lessons.

The entire text is only a few hundred words long.

Memorizing it is easy, but understanding its meaning is a bit difficult.

I didn't finish writing it all down until 9 p.m.

Midway through, Tang Lingchuan sent a message asking if he wanted to come out and celebrate, but Fang Qingyu politely declined, saying that he would host the event when they returned to Qingjian City.

Qi Hao, Wu Yan, Zheng Lin, and others, who were far away in Qingjian City, also sent their congratulations.

Unknowingly.

I've made more friends.

Fang Qingyu told them to wait for him to return so they could have a proper meal together.

the next day.

Fang Qingyu boarded the plane back on time.

In the capital, although a martial arts competition was held, it did not cause much of a stir.

Tang Lingchuan said there wasn't even an award ceremony.

They were all ranked, and then the resources were distributed at the martial arts school.

Tang Lingchuan ranked 78th.

I'm quite satisfied with my choice of an ancient method.

Perhaps it is as Ji Yang said.

Martial apprenticeship is ultimately just the starting point, not considered stepping into the extraordinary realm, and probably won't attract much attention from the Federation.

But before Fang Qingyu boarded the plane.

They finally learned the old man's identity.

This differs from previous understanding.

Fang Qingyu originally thought he was the number one person in the Federation, the strongest martial artist, and the director of the Divine Management Bureau.

I never expected it to be the director's father.

His name is Hong Qitian.

The first person to establish a martial arts school.

Their combat strength ranks among the top few in the Federation.

It's just that I'm getting old.

I rarely make a move now.

Thus concludes our trip to Beijing.

The plane lands.

"Aoko!!"

Just as I finished collecting my luggage and came out of the lobby, I heard Wu Yan's voice from not far away.

"Why did so many of you come together?"

Fang Qingyu walked over with his luggage, smiling at everyone.

Besides Qi Hao, even Zheng Lin and Qin Hui came.

"You've really brought honor to the martial arts school this time. As the head of the school, it's not too much to ask you to come and receive us."

Zheng Lin smiled slightly, raising the corners of her mouth.

Unable to argue further, Fang Qingyu handed the luggage to Qi Hao, then paused in surprise: "Sister Zheng is the owner now?"

That old man was incredibly fast.
They replaced the person in less than a day.

"Yes, let's talk as we walk."

Zheng Lin led the way outside.

"Actually, the replacement was already in the works, but your single-handedly taking down all the martial arts schools gave Elder Hong a very good reason."

"So what changes will there be at the martial arts gym next?"

Fang Qingyu listened with curiosity.

"Of course, they started poaching people. Our martial arts school used to have several hundred people, but the old master just took the funds and resources allocated by the federal government and did nothing about it."

"Now that I'm the owner, I have to aggressively recruit people!"

As Zheng Lin spoke, her eyes gleamed again.

Then he looked at Fang Qingyu.

"When you break through to the Martial Realm, remember to come over and help out occasionally."

"must."

Fang Qingyu smiled and agreed.

Isn't this exactly what Team Leader Lin did back then?

Qi Hao listened and asked from the side.

"Speaking of which, Qingzi, when will you be able to break through to the Martial Artist level?"

At this moment, everyone had just walked out of the airport.

Fang Qingyu looked up, squinting as he stared directly at the sun.

"Soon."

"Just these few days."

(End of this chapter)