harleyscars Chapter 93: The Effects of the New and Old Swords
Chapter 93: The Effects of the New and Old Swords
Shen Zhong has been preoccupied with worries these past few days. Although he retained his position as Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard after that crisis,
However, their power has been greatly limited. The Embroidered Uniform Guard is now completely controlled by the young Emperor Zhan Doudou.
The Empress Dowager of Northern Qi has now withdrawn from the power struggles in the Northern Qi court.
By this point, even the dumbest person would have guessed it.
The young emperor and the Empress Dowager of Northern Qi have always been putting on an act.
There was no other reason than that the young emperor Zhan Doudou had completely taken over all of the Northern Qi Empress Dowager's men.
The original Empress Dowager's faction has transformed into the current Imperial faction.
The happiest people were naturally the officials from the former young emperor's faction.
They were once in a weaker position, but now they all hold important posts.
Meanwhile, some members of the Empress Dowager's faction also received significant promotions.
Shen Zhong immediately understood that these people probably knew about the young emperor and empress dowager's scheme from the very beginning.
When he finally understood all this, Shen Zhong was the one who was most vulnerable.
He was even more devastated than when Ye Chengfeng told him that the young emperor and empress dowager were just putting on an act.
Although Shen Zhong has now come to his senses, the young emperor's recent actions have made him wary again.
He looked at the secret edict the emperor had given him in his hand.
"Why does His Majesty want me to collect swords, and in any number at that, the more the better? Has something happened in the palace?"
Shen Zhong's loyalty to the Northern Qi Dynasty is beyond question.
He really wanted to investigate what had happened in the palace, but unfortunately he didn't dare send anyone to investigate.
"Well, let's take it one step at a time. His Majesty is a competent emperor. If he's doing this, there must be some unspeakable reason."
Shen Zhong comforted himself in this way, while still arranging for the Imperial Guards to collect the swords.
Collecting swords is one thing, but you also need precious swords. If you only need a few dozen or a hundred, that's not difficult.
The difficulty lies in the fact that the little emperor's desire for Zhan Doudou is limitless.
A month has passed. In the Northern Qi imperial palace, in the bedroom of the young emperor Zhan Doudou.
The area has changed dramatically compared to a month ago.
From the outside, nothing seemed amiss, but once inside the palace, one would find it filled with all sorts of swords.
During his last closed-door breakthrough, Ye Chengfeng felt that something was missing from the sword energy within his body.
He never understood what he was missing.
However, after killing the Junshan Society members who were chasing him, Ye Chengfeng understood.
His sword energy lacked the sharpness of a true sword.
This sharpness does not exist in the world, but rather in the true sword.
This is also why Ye Chengfeng asked Zhan Doudou to help him collect the precious swords.
After finishing his practice, Ye Chengfeng lightly raised his sword finger, and a precious sword flew to him in response.
Immediately afterwards, the sword hummed, as if struggling, but the humming grew fainter and fainter.
In the end, the precious sword visibly turned to ashes!
With the resources of an entire nation, the number of swords collected in just one month was far too many to fit in this palace.
The reason why the palace was only filled with them was because after Ye Chengfeng absorbed the sharpness contained in the swords, all of them turned into ashes.
As Ye Chengfeng finished his practice, Zhan Doudou walked in.
Ye Chengfeng would rest for a while at this time every day, and Zhan Doudou would come to see him at this time.
"What kind of cultivation technique do you practice? How could you destroy so many precious swords?"
Zhan Doudou moved lightly and sat on Ye Chengfeng's lap.
Zhan Doudou came here, of course, not to do anything unspeakable with Ye Chengfeng.
Because Zhan Doudou is already more than half a month pregnant.
That's right, after half a month of hard work, Zhan Doudou finally got her wish.
Even Ye Chengfeng himself was somewhat surprised, as he knew his own body best.
The sperm survival rate was definitely not high; it can only be said that Ye Chengfeng underestimated the abilities of the imperial physicians of this era.
"They merely absorbed the sharpness of the swords; without that sharpness, these swords naturally disintegrated."
In fact, Ye Chengfeng himself didn't quite understand. He had only absorbed the sharpness of the sword, so how did the sword turn to ashes?
"Forget it, I wouldn't understand your level of cultivation even if I explained it to you. Shen Zhong and Sean are already putting pressure on me."
In just one month, tens of thousands of swords have been transported into the palace, which is no small expense.
Not only Shen Zhong and Xiao En have disagreements, but now all the civil and military officials of Northern Qi have quite a few complaints.
"Let's stop here for now. This method doesn't seem to be able to help me break through."
Ye Chengfeng was also somewhat helpless; he even felt that his guess was wrong.
In the month that followed, Ye Chengfeng's cultivation level did not improve much.
However, their combat strength has increased by at least 100%.
"Alright, the environment here isn't good for your health, you should leave now!"
Zhan Doudou reluctantly got up, knowing that she was pregnant and it was indeed not appropriate for her to stay there.
"How about I ask my junior aunt to inquire with the Imperial Advisor?"
"It's no use. Our paths are different, so he can't offer me much advice."
After seeing Zhan Doudou off, Ye Chengfeng continued his cultivation.
Another sword was summoned, but this sword was different from the previous one.
The sword hilt had developed a patina from being gripped so tightly by the swordsman.
Clearly, the swords collected later were not newly made; some were even swords that had been used by others.
Ye Chengfeng circulated his inner energy again, beginning to absorb the sharpness contained within the sword.
But this time, things are clearly different!
"Hmm? This is the sword technique practiced by the sword's former owner?"
"Moreover, this sword possesses a much greater sharpness than the previous swords!"
Ye Chengfeng planned to try incorporating the sharpness of this precious sword into his own "sword pellet" and see the effect.
And this absorption did indeed have an effect; his cultivation level improved slightly towards that of a Grandmaster.
Don't underestimate this slight improvement. Ye Chengfeng had already stepped into the Grandmaster realm with one foot in the door, but a month of seclusion hadn't brought him any progress whatsoever.
However, this sword, which didn't seem to be of very high quality, actually helped him improve his cultivation by a little.
"I understand. Zhan Doudou meant well but messed things up; she sent all new swords, and I'm the first user!"
Ye Chengfeng recalled the special training grounds for sword cultivators in many novels.
For example, places like "Sword Mountain" and "Sword Tomb" contain swords that seem to have been used by others.
Moreover, these swords contain the sword intent and swordsmanship of their former owners!
In the world of Joy of Life, few swordsmen may be able to cultivate the way of the sword, or even develop sword intent.
However, the sword still retained some faint sword intent during its use.
These sword intents are far more useful than Ye Chengfeng's absorption of the sword's pure sharpness.
"I see, I see. It's a pity that if I had collected the old swords in the first place, I might have already broken through to the Grandmaster level by now."
Ye Chengfeng glanced at the remaining swords in the palace. His spiritual power was strong, and coupled with his current swordsmanship skills…
It's very easy to tell whether a sword is new or old.
This time, Ye Chengfeng summoned five swords at once, which was not difficult for him.
But the more Ye Chengfeng looked at one of the slender swords, the more familiar it seemed.
"Hmm, is this Xie Bi'an's sword?"
Xie Bi'an was the only ninth-rank master under Li Chengze, and the quality of the sword he used was definitely not low.
"Let me see how skilled this fellow is in swordsmanship?"