Chapter 533 - 320: Evil Thought Embodiment, The Martial Saint’s Inheritance, Divine Blade Zhu Xie

"That’s exactly right," Yun Qinghe agreed.

"This man was a disciple from Guang Chenzi’s lineage, which explains why he possessed the Cyan Cloud Saint King Skill."

Lu Mingyuan pointed to the corpse’s glowing bones and Flesh Body. "Over seventy thousand of this man’s Acupoints have been sanctified," he said. "That means he already passed the Martial Dao Saint Tribulation and reached the Martial Saint Realm. He must have also fully comprehended the Cyan Cloud Saint King Skill. Such talent would be exceptionally rare, even now."

Yun Qinghe noticed a series of twisted lines drawn in blood on the floor near the corpse. "Look at the floor!" she exclaimed.

"What is this... a map?"

Lu Mingyuan saw that the lines sketched out what looked like a navigational chart.

"I think so."

Yun Qinghe gave a slight nod. "He must have also been trying to reach the center of the Returning Ruins Silent Sea to find the Ascension Platform. Who knows what sort of being he encountered that wounded him so grievously, forcing him to pass on here."

Lu Mingyuan also noticed a Treasure Saber stuck in the floor beside the corpse. A thousand years had passed, yet it still gleamed with a cold, sharp light.

Its carved cloud patterns looked ancient yet remained perfectly clear, and there was no telling how many Spiritual Runes were etched within it.

Lu Mingyuan could tell with a single glance.

This was a peerless Battle Saber, a grade higher than his own Yang Su!

It was likely an Immortal Grade Divine Saber, on par with a Middle-Age Relic.

Lu Mingyuan had taken an interest in this Treasure Saber.

His Yang Su was good, and it suited him well, but its growth was just too slow. To this day, it was still only a Ninth-Grade Innate Treasure.

’Who knows when it’ll ever become a Divine Weapon.’

With a suitable Divine Weapon right before him, anyone would be tempted.

’There was no danger when I touched the corpse. Touching this saber shouldn’t cause any major problems.’

Just as Lu Mingyuan placed his hand upon it.

A rumble immediately echoed from within the corpse. A piercing, golden holy light erupted from its skin, illuminating the entire cabin.

A powerful fluctuation of Primordial Qi spread throughout the Ancient Ship.

The Martial Saint’s vast Holy Power, which had remained gathered within his body after death, now burst forth completely.

At this, all the Immortal Evil Thoughts in the sky above were stirred. They let out ear-piercing shrieks and rushed toward the epicenter of the Holy Power fluctuation.

But a massive Blood Stone materialized in the air, once again blocking their path.

As the saying goes, a sword is a reflection of its wielder, and a saber is a cherished friend.

Whether it was a Sword Cultivator or a Blade Cultivator, their own Lifebound Flying Sword or personal Saber is an object treasured as much as life itself.

Thus, Lu Mingyuan’s intention to take the saber had aroused the displeasure of the Martial Saint’s Will.

Lu Mingyuan looked at the corpse before him and said in a solemn tone, "Senior, rather than let such a Divine Saber gather dust, why not entrust it to me? Today, the Demon Race runs rampant and Demon Fiends wreak havoc upon the Human Race. Would it not be a great satisfaction to let this saber drink the blood of Demon Fiends?

"Furthermore, as for your unfulfilled wish to find the Ascension Platform, allow this junior to carry it out in your stead. I will ensure this saber’s name becomes renowned throughout the world!"

"Once I leave this Grotto Heaven, I will be sure to return your remains to your homeland."

Sure enough, upon hearing Lu Mingyuan’s words, the surging aura and the Martial Saint’s oppressive might all dissipated.

All was calm once more.

Yun Qinghe let out a long sigh of relief, her eyes still fixed on the corpse. "If you hadn’t said all that just now," she said, "I’m afraid neither of us would have been leaving this place."

"Is that so?" Lu Mingyuan said.

"A being whose Cultivation has reached the Upper Three Grades, and a peerless Martial Saint at that, could easily have left behind some safeguards, even in death."

After a pause, Yun Qinghe added, "A Martial Saint’s soul doesn’t necessarily dissipate completely. Even if only a wisp of a remnant soul remained in the body, killing you would have been a simple matter."

Lu Mingyuan nodded, feeling rather fortunate. He committed the map on the floor to memory, then said, "Let’s go. With this map, our journey on the sea will be much more efficient."

He pulled out the heavy Ancient Saber and infused it with Primordial Qi, shaking off all the accumulated dust.

The Ancient Saber’s true form was revealed.

The blade glowed with a dim green light, attached to a pitch-black, carved wooden hilt. An aura of Heaven and Earth Qi, originating from the essence of verdant wood, suffused the blade, making it look like a perfect work of art.

"Zhu Xie."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the characters inscribed on the Divine Saber, and understanding dawned on him.

’So that’s the saber’s name.’

He put away the Divine Saber, Zhu Xie, along with the Cyan Cloud Saint King Skill.

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