CHAPTER 221: CHAPTER 221 FEIYU RIDING THE DAWN SWORD SCRIPTURE

Lu Zheng traversed underground, estimating the distance, and soon arrived beneath the three large burial mounds.

At the first mound, Lu Zheng concealed his aura and quietly moved upward, cautiously approaching the surface.

But before he could get close, the sound of water echoed above, and drops of Netherworld Pond Water dripped down from the soil gaps.

Lu Zheng’s pupils shrank, and he immediately dove back down, distancing himself from this mound.

Clearly, this mound was already filled with water, likely belonging to Water Corpse Mo Xuanzi.

Then Lu Zheng came to the underground of the second mound, quietly sneaking in, pressing close to the surface, and found no movement above.

Lu Zheng frowned and then checked under the third mound. As soon as he got close to the surface, he heard a "hissing" sound coming from inside the mound.

Alright, figured it out!

Lu Zheng returned to the second mound again, quietly approached the surface, confirmed there was no movement, and then darted out.

Then...

He saw a gigantic ugly corpse, four to five meters tall, lying with closed eyes on a stone platform.

"Whoa?!"

Although Lu Zheng had used Breath Concealment Technique to hide his aura, he couldn’t avoid the spell fluctuations of the Earth Travel Technique.

It was fine when he was hidden underground; his aura was subtle, and with caution, others couldn’t detect him.

But if you break ground and someone close doesn’t sense that magical power fluctuation, then they’re truly blind!

Thus, the giant corpse immediately opened its eyes, sat up, and looked around with eyes as large as copper bells.

Then...

It found nothing!

Because Lu Zheng had already darted back upon seeing the giant corpse.

The giant corpse twitched its nose, a gruesome expression appeared on its huge ugly face, its eyes instantly turned pure black, and it scanned the area again, finally fixing its gaze on the ground.

"The scent of a living person!"

"Earth Travel Technique?"

"Could it be him?!"

The battlefield where Enchanting Corpse Bai Yuqing was taken out, he had inspected it once, paying attention to the spots where Bai Yuqing was dragged underground and blown into large pits.

He had speculated the opponent used some kind of earth-controlling spell, and seeing this today, it must indeed be Earth Travel Technique.

Thus gigantic corpse Du He spoke in a voice like a tolling bell, "Friend, Bai Yuqing offended you and has been slain by you. Why do you still come to the Chaotic Corpse Pool? Could it be to eradicate us completely?"

The voice echoed not only in his tomb but throughout the entire Chaotic Corpse Pool.

"Splish splash—"

The surface of the Chaotic Corpse Pool rippled, and hundreds of corpses simultaneously opened their eyes, rising upright in the pond water.

"Splish splash—"

In the first mound, the sound of water surging resonated too, accompanied by waves of Nether Qi, spreading from the mound as the center.

"Whoosh!"

The door to the tomb chamber of the third mound suddenly swung open, and a white figure raced into gigantic corpse Du He’s tomb chamber, voice hoarse, "Is there an enemy?"

Du He looked at the newcomer, a pale-skinned young ghost corpse, one of the newly promoted leaders by him and Water Corpse Mo Xuanzi.

The newcomer’s swift arrival to face the enemy pleased Du He, who mildly nodded and said, "Indeed, it’s the enemy who killed the Enchanting Corpse, adept in Earth Travel Technique and has come to the Chaotic Corpse Pool. Why?"

The young ghost corpse questioned, "Why?"

Du He shook his head, "I don’t know."

They waited for a while, and still, there was no movement underground.

Fleeting anger flashed across Du He’s face, and he spoke again, "Since you’re here, friend, why not show yourself?"

Still silence followed.

The young ghost corpse asked, "Gone?"

Du He was also puzzled. The opponent used Earth Travel Technique to emerge, then retreated upon seeing him. Could it be they weren’t here to cause trouble but had another purpose?

After contemplating, Du He quickly turned to the young ghost corpse, "Go, return to your tomb chamber, and check if anything’s missing!"

"What?"

The young ghost corpse was momentarily stunned by Du He’s words, not understanding, but obediently returning to his mound.

Shortly after...

"Ah—He’s stolen the Feiyu Riding the Dawn Sword Scripture!!!"

"I haven’t finished practicing it yet!!!"

"Aaaahhh!!!"

The sound was so mournful it brought tears to those who heard it.

...

Feiyu Riding the Dawn Sword Scripture.

A tome encompassing the cultivation of Sword Cultivation True Qi, Sacrificial Refining of Flying Swords, and Flying Sword Manipulation, containing even the technique of Sword Flight.

Lu Zheng: (﹡ˆᴗˆ﹡)

He happily made his way to the vicinity of Yin-Yang Road, crossing the two realms, returning to the mortal world.

...

"Qingyan~ Qingyan~"

"Lu Lang?" Liu Qingyan was surprised as she flew into Lu Zheng’s room, "Lu Lang wasn’t you out tonight?"

"I’m back, with quite the harvest, let me share it with you." Lu Zheng smiled broadly and retrieved a silk handkerchief nearly two feet square.

Indeed, Feiyu Riding the Dawn Sword Scripture was embroidered on this silk handkerchief.

This handkerchief was a tender yellow with gold edges, tightly stitched, feeling like silk, but exuded faint Spiritual Qi, indicating it wasn’t ordinary material.

The front of the handkerchief was densely embroidered with tens of thousands of tiny golden characters, the very Sword Control Scripture.

"Is this a sword cultivation technique?" Liu Qingyan gasped, covering her mouth, looking at Lu Zheng, not knowing from where Lu Zheng had acquired this opportunity.

"Don’t be surprised, this was the cultivation technique of the Enchanting Corpse Bai Yuqing." Lu Zheng cheerfully explained the origin of this cultivation technique, "See, even if you can’t cultivate in the sword path, you can still practice the Sword Control Technique, and the power of manipulating flying swords can increase by at least fifty percent!"

"Lu Lang~" Liu Qingyan looked at Lu Zheng with touched eyes, the Red Pill lightly swayed, fragrance filling the air.

"Hmm?"

Lu Zheng blinked, somewhat bewildered by Liu Qingyan’s sudden sentiment.

"White Cloud Temple’s Daoist Techniques are not to be passed on outside, yet Lu Lang risked entering perilous grounds to steal the True Scripture for Qingyan’s self-preservation, Qingyan... Qingyan wonders what merit or fortune she possesses to earn Lu Lang’s favor in this lifetime..."

Nodding in understanding!

Lu Zheng clasped Liu Qingyan’s hand, softly smiling, "Qingyan is kind-hearted, I feel I’m the one truly fortunate to receive Qingyan’s attention."

"Lu Lang~"

A tender call, a delicate fragrance filled the room, beating against the gentle breeze that blew down the canopy of the bed frame.

...

In the following days, Lu Zheng began reading and cultivating the Sword Control Scripture.

To tell the truth, he was initially concerned about having already practiced Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation, possessing Daoist True Qi and Martial Artist’s Blood Qi, unsure if he could accommodate an additional Sword Cultivation True Qi.

Yet, his Mind Jade Seal proved strong, with Light of Fortune exchanged... cultivating sword qi that was sharp and fierce, coexisting separately with Daoist True Qi and Martial Artist’s Blood Qi, flowing steadfastly within him, as fluidly as one controls their arms.

With this assurance, the path ahead was further cultivation.

"Alas!"

"Another thing to cultivate, the Light of Fortune will be insufficient again, what a bother!" Lu Zheng sighed and lamented, "How did the Sword Control Scripture cultivate so easily?"

"I truly am a genius!"