Chapter 102: Drawing the Dawnmaker Sword

"Master, you are still young and easily influenced by outside appearances. That’s why I said those things earlier. Don’t take them too much to heart."

Bai He felt a little awkward.

He pointed toward the Dawnmaker Divine Sword and said, "Shiyuan, you can try pulling out the Dawnmaker Divine Sword now. I’ll go first."

Feeling guilty, Bai He quickly left the place.

As soon as he walked away, he couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief.

Watching Bai He flee in embarrassment and disappear from his sight, Ye Shiyuan turned around and looked at the Dawnmaker Divine Sword.

He then reaching out his hand and firmly grasped the hilt and pulled it out with force.

The moment the Dawnmaker Divine Sword was drawn everything around them began to tremble and shake.

It was as if the sword itself was guiding him and flying upward toward the sky.

In the Great Northern Wastelands every living creature let out mournful cries.

All living beings knelt down upon the ground and kowtowed.

At the critical moment, Bai He brought Xu Feng out with him.

They avoided the danger.

"Whew... Master, did you hear some kind of sound just now?"

"I heard it." Bai He took a breath and looked up at the sky.

The gray and gloomy sky suddenly began to glow with light.

That light did not come from the sun, but from the sword in Ye Shiyuan’s hand.

This sword had been buried here for countless ages.

Now that it had reappeared in the world, its return was destined to be extraordinary.

"That’s Senior Brother."

Although the distance was rather far, Xu Feng still recognized him.

"Yes. He has already passed all the trials, and we have also come out. Xiao Feng, we can go back now."

As he spoke, Ye Shiyuan’s figure moved swiftly and arrived before them in the blink of an eye.

He landed steadily on the ground.

A small mark had appeared between his brows and it was a red mark that actually looked rather striking.

"Master. Junior Brother."

"Shiyuan, congratulations."

Ye Shiyuan glanced at the sword in his hand. "Master, when we return, how should we explain this to the Sect Master?"

Yao Xiangli had never said that the sword should belong to him.

He had only said that Ye Shiyuan should bring the sword back.

This...

Bai He could not think of a good solution for a moment.

"Shiyuan, don’t worry. As long as I’m here, I definitely won’t let you be wronged."

At most, he would just be scolded by Yao Xiangli a few more times...

If he got scolded, then so be it.

He had already grown used to being scolded, so a few more times would make little difference.

"Master, there’s no need. I will go speak to the Sect Master myself."

...

They had only been away for a few days, yet it strangely felt as though they had been gone for a very long time.

Bai He returned to Baize Peak.

The place had been well taken care of, but the timing of their return was not very good, because the two people who usually stayed here were not around.

Bai He stretched his body lazily and letting out a long stretch. He then turned to Ye Shiyuan behind him and said, "I’m going inside to rest first. When it’s time to go see Sect Master, remember to let me know."

"Yes, Master."

When Ye Shiyuan walked out of Bai He’s room, he even closed the door for him.

Bai He really should have a proper rest.

When he return to the courtyard, he saw Xu Feng was holding several fruits in his hands. "Senior Brother, you have no idea. While you and Master were over there going through whatever trials or tests, I was locked there alone cultivating. I was almost driven into depression."

He complained endlessly while eating at the same time without letting it interfere with his grumbling.

"In a while, I will go to see the Sect Master. Do you want to come with me?"

Hearing this, Xu Feng immediately shook his head in refusal. "Forget it, I don’t want to go see the Sect Master."

He had not met Yao Xiangli many times, but every time he did, he felt a strange sense of panic and fear.

Clearly, Yao Xiangli was the head of the number one cultivation sect, someone lofty and dignified, with an immortal and elegant bearing.

Yet for some reason, Xu Feng always felt that this person was filled with a kind of evil.

Perhaps it was just his imagination.

After all, if the Sect Master of the Lingguang Sect were truly evil, then there probably wouldn’t be any righteous people left in this world.

"Then you should rest well."

Ye Shiyuan also began walking toward his own room.

Xu Feng’s gaze fell upon the sword in Ye Shiyuan’s hand. "Senior Brother, wait a moment."

Ye Shiyuan paused and spoke, "Is there something else?"

"That sword of yours looks really impressive. The Dawnmaker Divine Sword... can I touch it?"

Ye Shiyuan was not a stingy person, so he raised his hand slightly.

Xu Feng’s eyes immediately lit up. For a man, it was probably impossible to resist the charm of the Dawnmaker Sword.

After rubbing his hands together nervously, Xu Feng stretched out his hand.

However, the moment his fingers touched the Dawnmaker Divine Sword, he was instantly burned and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"So hot, so hot..."

"Hot?"

Ye Shiyuan was somewhat puzzled.

He was holding it himself without feeling any discomfort at all, so how could it be hot?

However, when he saw at the two blisters that had formed on the tips of his fingers, Xu Feng immediately gave up the idea. "I think I’ll forget about it. This sword must not like being touched by others, that’s why it reacted like that."

"Junior Brother, this sword is actually nothing special. The sword Master gave you isn’t bad either."

"The sword Master gave me is indeed very good, but that doesn’t stop me from liking yours as well. Unfortunately, you got it first. Oh well, forget it. Next time I will definitely find a treasure sword that is even more majestic and imposing than the one in your hand."

Ye Shiyuan responded with a simple acknowledgment and turned around to leave.

After returning to his room, he placed the sword in his hand down.