Signing In At Mount Sword For 100 Years To Become Invincible

296 Divine Artifact

“What do you mean by prison?”

Lin Ran asked Ye Shixiao directly. Since he called the Iron City prison, he must know something.

“Literally, the Iron City is a prison! Here…”

Ye Shixiao said excitedly in a low voice, but halfway through, he suddenly stopped. He turned to look at the charcoal fire in the furnace with a cold expression.

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Seeing that Ye Shixiao had suddenly changed his attitude, Lin Ran was stunned for a moment and was about to ask when he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and saw Ye Jin walking over with a basin of water.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Ye Jin frowned and met Lin Ran’s gaze. “Are you not done talking yet? Do you want me to leave for a while more?”

Lin Ran subconsciously wanted to nod, but before he could do it, Ye Shixiao said impatiently, “No need. I have nothing to say to him!”

“Wait!”

Lin Ran looked at Ye Shixiao with confusion, wondering if this old man had two personalities.

However, Lin Ran knew that Ye Shixiao just didn’t want Ye Jin to worry, so he continued, “Ye Jin, persuade your father if you can. He’s too stubborn.”

Ye Jin looked at Lin Ran and his father. Her intuition told her that the two of them were definitely hiding something from her, but it didn’t look like they were going to tell her about it. She could only nod in confusion and put the basin on the forging table.

Lin Ran walked over to wash his hands. On the stairs, Ye Shixiao said, “Clean this place up later and put out the fire in the furnace!”

“Why?”

Lin Ran quickly turned to look at Ye Shixiao. “You already agreed to help me reforge the sword. Are you going back on your word?”

“What are you talking about? I have always kept my word!”

Ye Shixiao said sternly, “But you didn’t bring back the Heavenly Iron. How can I reforge your sword without it?”

With that, Ye Shixiao was about to go upstairs when Lin Ran hurriedly shouted, “Wait!”

Ye Shixiao stopped in his tracks. Lin Ran shook the water off his hand. “You want the Heavenly Iron, right? Wait, I’ll get it back for you in fifteen minutes!”

“Fifteen minutes?”

Ye Shixiao looked suspicious. He had never seen Lin Ran’s speed before. He only knew that Mount Xianyong was 20 to 30 miles away from the Iron City. Even the strongest martial artist in the city would take at least two hours to make a round trip.

Lin Ran smiled and didn’t explain. He narrowed his eyes as if he was sensing something. After a moment, he raised his hand and clenched it gently in the air, and a black and white sword appeared in his hand.

When Ye Shixiao saw the Yin-Yang Sword, a surprised expression appeared on his face. “Good sword!”

Lin Ran frowned. “What did you say?”

“I’m saying that this is a good sword—”

As Ye Shixiao spoke, he ran down the stairs and wiped his hands on his leather apron. He looked at Lin Ran expectantly. “Can I touch it?”

Lin Ran handed the Yin-Yang Sword over. Ye Shixiao took it with both hands. As soon as his fingertips touched the smooth blade, he immediately looked intoxicated.

“It’s a divine artifact! It’s a divine artifact!”

Ye Shixiao shouted excitedly and stared fixedly at the black and white sword with his eyes lit up. He looked like he was about to eat the Yin Yang Sword!

Just as Lin Ran was about to say something, Ye Shixiao suddenly said, “Huh?” He raised the Yin-Yang Sword and pointed at a small crack on the blade. “What’s going on?”

“Oh, it was damaged when I fought with someone.”

Lin Ran took a look and replied casually, “The sword the other party used is made of the same material as my broken sword. It’s much tougher than the Yin-Yang sword.”

“Nonsense!”

Ye Shixiao suddenly became excited and glared at Lin Ran. “You actually said that this sword is inferior to your broken sword. Are you really a Heavenly Saint martial artist? Do you know anything about swords?!”

“I… don’t know swords?”

Lin Ran was at a loss and almost couldn’t help but laugh.

He had stayed in Mount Sword for six years and had comprehended the sword intent of the Ten Miles Sword God.

It was no exaggeration to say that in the entire Heavenly Saint Dynasty, as long as Lin Ran claimed to be second in terms of understanding of swords, no one would dare to claim to be first!

But now, Ye Shixiao actually said that he didn’t know anything about swords. Wasn’t this the biggest joke in the world?

Seeing that Lin Ran was unconvinced, the anger on Ye Shixiao’s face intensified. After some thought, he said in a low voice, “You don’t believe me, do you? Take out your broken sword!”

Lin Ran frowned. “What are you going to do?”

“I’ll prove it to you.”

Ye Shixiao held the Yin-Yang Sword and twirled it. “Didn’t you say that this sword is not as tough? Let’s spar. I’ll show you which sword is weaker!”

“…Is that necessary?”

Lin Ran looked troubled. It wasn’t that he was afraid of being wrong, but he was afraid that he would hurt Ye Shixiao when they fought. “There’s no need to prove it. I believe you, okay?”

“No!”

Ye Shixiao waved the sword in his hand. “I can’t believe you look down on such a divine artifact. I have to show you what it’s made of today!”

Seeing that Ye Shixiao was stubborn, Lin Ran could only look at Ye Jin. “You know my strength. Say something. What if I accidentally injure him?”

Ye Jin looked at Ye Shixiao, who was wearing a serious expression, and finally shook her head at Lin Ran. “Just unsheathe your sword. You don’t need to activate your internal energy. Just use the most basic sword technique. It’ll be fine.”

“…Alright then.”

Lin Ran nodded helplessly. He took out the Ten Miles Dragon Roar. After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed the hilt of his sword and unsheathed it.

Clang—

With a dragon roar, countless majestic sword intent surged out, and the air was instantly filled with a sharp killing intent.

This was the sword of the Ten Miles Sword God back then. Even without the aid of internal energy, the sword intent of the Ten Miles Dragon Roar alone was enough to outshine all the other divine swords. Fortunately, Lin Ran had expected this and retracted the sword intent in time, so he did not alarm the men in black who were monitoring outside.

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Looking at the Yin-Yang Sword in Ye Shixiao’s hand, although it was also filled with sword intent, it was on a completely different level.

If the Ten Miles Dragon Roar was a huge dragon soaring in the sky, the Yin-Yang Sword would at most be considered a newborn beast. Even if it roared with all its might, the roar was still too weak in the face of the dragon roar.

“Do you want to reconsider?”

Lin Ran turned his body slightly and hid the Ten Miles Dragon Roar behind his back. “Your cultivation level is too low. I’m afraid you’ll be injured by the sword intent.”

“Cut the crap!”

Ye Shixiao shouted angrily. He held his sword and made an attacking pose. “Come on!”

Lin Ran waved his hand and gestured for Ye Jin to stand further away. Then, he slashed out.

Lin Ran was regretting having used too much strength when he heard a crisp clang. The Ten Miles Dragon Roar actually flew out of his hand!