Chaos God's Nest

It was not much different from the life of ordinary people. Yan Xiaohuang saw many daily necessities here, including cooking utensils, tea sets, furniture and so on.

In addition, what shocked Yan Xiaohuang the most was that on an altar in the innermost part of the secret room, there was a broken ancient sword. It was stuck straight on the stone altar, which was very abrupt.

Although this ancient sword looked very worn out, especially with its entire body covered in mottled rust, Yan Xiaohuang could still tell that it was not simple, because he felt an extremely huge energy within the sword's body, which, once released, was enough to destroy the world, which was horrifying.

Yan Xiaohuang tried it and pulled out the ancient sword very easily.

Although this sword looks light, it gives people a very heavy feeling when holding it in the hand. In a trance, it seems as if carrying a weight of ten thousand pounds.

"What a good sword! It's just that there is too much rust on it, and I don't know if it is sharp!" Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but say as he weighed the ancient sword in his hand.

As soon as he finished speaking, who would have thought that in the next moment, a tingling sensation came from the ancient sword, like an electric shock or fire. Yan Xiaohuang was so frightened that he threw the ancient sword away again.

"What the hell?"

Yan Xiaohuang said in surprise, then stepped forward again to take a look at the ancient sword. Because it was thrown away by Yan Xiaohuang, the sword body was still vibrating, and a faint sword sound could be heard from it.

Just when Yan Xiaohuang was about to pick up the ancient sword again, he heard a pleasant female voice suddenly in his ears.

"Don't touch me! You rude boy! You hurt me just now, do you know that?"

"who!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang turned around abruptly and looked around hurriedly, only to find that there was no one else except the little dragon who was holding a blue stone and eating it madly.

"The voice just now seemed to be very close to me, but there was clearly no one around. Could it be that I was hallucinating?" Yan Xiaohuang muttered to himself, and turned around with a confused look on his face. He then planned to continue the action just now and pick up the ancient sword on the ground.

Just as his hand was about to touch the ancient sword on the ground again, the female voice just now rang in his ears again.

"You little bastard! Don't you understand what I'm saying? Don't touch me!"

"Fuck!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but retreat suddenly. This time he finally heard clearly that the woman's voice came from the ancient sword on the ground.

"You little brat! You disturbed my sweet dreams! And you were so rude to me! You really deserve to be punished!"

"Forehead..."

Hearing the voice of the woman in the ancient sword again, Yan Xiaohuang was speechless. Who knew you lived in a sword? It was you who didn't follow the ordinary path, okay?

"Hey! What are you looking at, little brat? Are you dissatisfied? If you have the guts, wait until my strength recovers! I will definitely show up and teach you a lesson!"

"What the hell?"

Yan Xiaohuang also got angry when he heard the woman's words. The other party kept calling him "aunt", obviously not taking him seriously!

At that moment, Yan Xiaohuang walked forward quickly and picked up the ancient sword on the ground.

"Hey! Boy! What are you doing? Hey!"

"You little girl, I'm giving you face! You haven't even recovered your strength yet, and you dare to bully me? I'll give you a big slap in the face!"

As he said that, Yan Xiaohuang slapped the blade of the ancient sword, and the latter's scream immediately rang in his ears.

"Ah! What are you doing, little brat?"

"Hmph! Of course I'm going to teach your arrogant guy a lesson!" Yan Xiaohuang snorted coldly in response, then circulated his true energy and slapped the sword twice.

"Ah! Stop it now!" the woman in the ancient sword said in shock and anger.

"I told you to be a bitch!"

"I keep calling you auntie!"

......

Yan Xiaohuang paid no attention to this. While he was talking, he kept hitting the sword with his hands. The sound of the sword continued to ring, and bursts of screams came from the latter's mouth.

“Wuwu… Stop it! Stop it, you little bastard!”

It is not difficult to hear from the words of the woman in the sword just now that the opponent has obviously not recovered his strength now, and his physical body should be the ancient sword in front of him, so when the ancient sword causes damage to the ancient sword, he should also feel pain.

"You little girl! Take my set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! The arrogant dragon will regret! The flying dragon is in the sky! See the dragon in the field... The ram hits the barbarian! The dragon soars over the five mountains! Huh! We're done!"

After performing this set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Yan Xiaohuang felt refreshed. He felt that all the suffering he had endured from being bullied by Lei Daozi, the old man, in the past few days was vented at this moment.

"Wuwuwu...I was wrong! Don't hit me anymore! I was wrong!"

At the same time, the woman in the sword had long since changed from being unruly before to crying and begging for mercy in pain.

"Damn it! It's fine that Lei Daozi, that old Biden, bullies me! But you, a little girl, are also bullying me? I have to teach you how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!" Hearing the woman in the sword begging for mercy, Yan Xiaohuang smiled triumphantly.

"Hmph! Boy, you'd better wait for me. Once my strength is fully restored, I will definitely kill you!" The woman in the sword said viciously while sobbing.

"Hey? You're still not convinced, huh?"

Hearing the woman's words, Yan Xiaohuang became angry again and immediately raised his hand to perform the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms again.

"Ah! Are you coming again?"

Seeing this, the woman in the sword was also shocked, and then quickly begged for mercy: "I'm sorry, little brother! I was wrong! I shouldn't have upset you! Please don't come again! I'm really scared!"

"Hmph! You also know how to be afraid? Forget it, since your little girl's attitude of apology is so sincere, I will spare you! But if you dare to show such murderous intentions to me again! Be careful or I will suppress you in the toilet and you will never be able to stand up again!" Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang slowly withdrew his hand and warned the other party.

"Ah? The toilet?"

Hearing Yan Xiaohuang's words, the woman in the sword was immediately startled, and then the sword body trembled.

"I...I won't dare to do it again! Please don't suppress me in the toilet! I will die if you do that!"

"Humph! It's good that you know! Tell me! Who are you? Why are you here?"

"I...my name is Meng Wan'er, and I am the sword spirit of this ancient sword. As for why I am here, it is because the previous owner placed me here and told me to wait for someone!" Hearing Yan Xiaohuang's question, the woman in the ancient sword slowly replied.

"Oh?"

Yan Xiaohuang was surprised, and then hurriedly asked: "Who was your previous master? Who did he ask you to wait for?"

As if she admired her former master very much, Meng Wan'er became lively again after hearing Yan Xiaohuang's question, and then said, "Him? Humph! I'm afraid you'll be scared if I tell you his name!"

"I'm right here, just tell me! Let me see if I can jump up!" Yan Xiaohuang replied with a smile.

"Ah! How can you be so boring? Don't you know how to cooperate?"

"How can I cooperate if you didn't even tell me your name?"

"Humph! Then listen carefully! My former master is the supreme being Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, who saves the world from suffering, promotes good and punishes evil. His great virtue and wisdom are known throughout the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and the eight wastelands, and his name is known in the upper and lower worlds as well as in some areas deep in the other side!"

After saying this, Meng Wan'er almost couldn't catch her breath, and she took a long time to relax.

"I wipe!"

Yan Xiaohuang on the other side was also speechless after hearing this.

This was the first time he had heard such a long name. If the other party had not said the four words "Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable" at the end, he really would not have figured out who its previous owner was.

"What? Are you scared? If you know what's best for you, kneel down and kowtow three times to me! Otherwise, I will ask my master to deal with you!" Seeing that Yan Xiaohuang stopped talking, Meng Wan'er smiled proudly.

"Oh! I'm so scared! I'm really scared!" Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang pretended to cooperate.

"Hehe! Since you are scared! Then kowtow to me quickly! Not much, three will be enough! After you kowtow, I will spare you!"

"No? Did I give you face again? How come you, little girl, started yelling in front of me again without you noticing? Can't you tell who's better?"

"what?"

Hearing Yan Xiaohuang's words, Meng Wan'er became flustered again. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Yan Xiaohuang sneer and said, "Do you know what time it is now? Your former master, Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, disappeared countless years ago! And you still want him to deal with me? It's up to you whether I deal with you or not!"

"Brother, stop it! I was wrong! Brother, please don't do it! Can we talk it out nicely?"

"Humph!"

Seeing that the other party apologized so quickly, Yan Xiaohuang snorted coldly, and then let it go.

But to be honest, he was just trying to scare the other person. After all, everyone knows that force is mutual, and it is indeed painful to hit the sword with bare hands.

"Do you know how long you've been asleep?"

"This? I don't know. I only remember that the last time I saw the master, the origin war of the fairy world had broken out in the universe! After that, the master kept me here! I have never seen him again!" Hearing this, Meng Wan'er replied slowly, and from her tone, there seemed to be a hint of sadness.

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. It was not difficult to hear from Meng Wan'er's words that the other party had been stored here since the early ancient times. It seemed that Lei Jie Tianzun also disappeared in the early ancient times.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaohuang asked again: "It is said that there will always be a soul connection between the life instrument and the master body no matter how far or how long the separation is. Can you sense whether your previous master is still alive?"

"I can't sense it! A long time ago, when I woke up from a deep sleep by chance, I could no longer sense his presence!" Meng Wan'er replied.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang also frowned.

Could it be that Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable has also fallen? With such a terrifying strength, it seems impossible? Thinking about it, Yan Xiaohuang had heard about the origin war of the fairy world from Rabbit Lord more than once. Among the famous strong men who fell in that war, there seemed to be no such person as Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaohuang shook his head. Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to think about it. Those ancient powerful beings either died in the origin war of the fairy world or disappeared mysteriously. With his current strength, there was no need to think about so much.

"Tell me! Who did your former master, Thunder Tribulation Heavenly Venerable, ask you to wait for here? Do you have any specific information about that person?"

"Ah? This? The master didn't seem to tell me much! I only remember he told me that the person who came should be a young man who practiced the Heavenly Thunder Technique! Wait! You can't be practicing the Heavenly Thunder Technique, right?" Meng Wan'er suddenly reacted and asked Yan Xiaohuang in front of her in disbelief.

"Hehe! You guessed it right! I have indeed practiced the Heavenly Thunder Technique!" Upon hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang said with a smile, and then he started to practice the Heavenly Thunder Technique. Lightning snakes lingered around his body, flashing and jumping with crackling sounds.

"Oh my God! Why is it you? I'm doomed!"

Seeing the lightning that kept jumping around Yan Xiaohuang and feeling the extremely familiar breath, Meng Wan'er also let out a wail. She could clearly see that the technique that the other party was practicing was exactly the Heavenly Thunder Technique of Lei Jie Tianzun, absolutely genuine.

"Hehe! Little girl, it seems your luck is not very good? You will eventually fall into my hands!" Hearing the other party's wailing, Yan Xiaohuang said with a smile.

"Brother! I admit that I spoke a little loudly before! Here, I apologize to you! In the days to come, I hope that you will forgive my mistakes! Please don't suppress me in the toilet! Okay?" Meng Wan'er had already admitted defeat at this moment, and spoke to Yan Xiaohuang very sincerely.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang coughed deliberately and said, "I am Yan Xiaohuang! Of course, I am not a petty person! If you behave well in the future, this situation will not happen! Of course, if you dare to act like this in front of me again, then who knows! Maybe one day, you will appear in the pit of an unknown toilet!"

"Don't worry, big brother! Wan'er promises you that I will never do this again! Otherwise, you...you will pin me in the pigpen! I will never be able to stand up again!"

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang closed his eyes and nodded, indicating that he was very satisfied with Meng Wan'er's words.

Next, Yan Xiaohuang performed the master recognition ceremony on the ancient sword according to Meng Wan'er's instructions. It was no different from an ordinary spiritual treasure. He also dripped a drop of blood on the sword. Then, after feeling the soul connection between the two parties, he picked up the ancient sword from the ground.

However, what made Yan Xiaohuang feel unsatisfied was that even though the ancient sword had established a soul connection with him and had been infused with his true energy, there was still no change from before. The entire sword body was still covered with a thick layer of rust.

In response to this, Meng Wan'er explained that her strength had not yet fully recovered, and only after it recovered would the rust disappear.