Chapter 145: When Faced with Two Masters, Which Should the Dragon-Slaying Blade Choose?
His master was… a bit unreliable.
Well, that was nothing new.
Once upon a time, Di Tian had wanted nothing more than to wipe out humanity. But over the years—and perhaps thanks to the Spirit Transmission Tower and the spread of legacy soul spirits—that hatred had dulled.
The soul beasts had already achieved their revival, hadn't they?
Silver Dragon King: Of course not!
Now, Gu Yue's form had transformed completely in Sima Jinchi's eyes.
"M–Master?" he stammered.
Unlike Di Tian, who had never told him the Silver Dragon King's true identity, she knew exactly what he was—the living embodiment of the Dragon-Slaying Blade.
The next moment, Sima Jinchi's body began to fade, the last traces of flesh dissolving into pure brilliance. He merged completely with his martial soul.
Whoosh!
He disappeared into the void—only to reappear in Gu Yue's hand as a resplendent blade.
The Dragon-Slaying Blade.
The Law Blade of Dragons.
Capable of channeling a fragment of the Dragon God's divine force.
Even for Gu Yue, it was a remarkable gain.
It wasn't possible for her to return to her original, complete Dragon God state—not unless she reclaimed the Dragon God's heart and absorbed the Golden Dragon King that Jiang Chen had sealed.
But regaining the Dragon God's divine bloodline, enough to reclaim her title as a true God-King? That was within reach.
Still, the Dragon-Slaying Blade, while created as the Dragons' enforcer, held no power over those of Dragon King level.
It could exercise judgment within the draconic hierarchy but could not overrule the Nine Dragon Kings, who each stood on par with godhood themselves.
And that was logical—no single weapon could suppress a God-King dragon.
Gu Yue studied the trace of Dragon God energy now flickering through her veins. Satisfied, she tossed the blade downward.
It landed softly on the ground—and once more, Sima Jinchi returned to human form.
This time, no divine projection accompanied his transformation, but as silver energy coursed through him, his cultivation skyrocketed.
From the level of a freshly ascended Title Douluo, Sima Jinchi soared directly to the 95th rank—a Super Douluo.
It was as if he'd taken a rocket to godhood.
Others labored decades, even centuries, to advance a single level past Title Douluo.
Sima Jinchi? He'd practically slept his way to the top—from Soul Douluo to Title Douluo, then straight to Super Douluo.
And not the kind of Super Douluo with false power, either. With the Dragon-Slaying Blade, his combat ability was unmatched among equals.
He was confident—if faced with any opponent holding a dragon-type spirit, one strike would suffice.
A dragon-slaying weapon needed no justification.
Compared to his conflicted loyalty toward Tang Wulin, Sima Jinchi now knelt before Gu Yue with unshakable devotion.
"Dragon-Slaying Blade greets my lord, the Dragon God!"
Gu Yue shook her head slightly. "I am not yet the Dragon God. But I accept your allegiance."
"As for my true identity… you may ask Di Tian."
Though Sima Jinchi had recovered fragments of the Dragon Clan's ancient memories, much of his divine knowledge still lay dormant.
The divine radiance of a weapon was never meant to shine all at once.
The Dragon God had forged and cast the blade into the mortal world with purpose.
Thus, Gu Yue didn't think of reclaiming it just yet.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Sima Jinchi tried not to shiver.
What kind of monsters filled this "Class One" that he was supposed to supervise?
The Spirit Transmission Tower's heir, Qian Gu Zhangting.
The Angel Clan's prodigy, Le Zhengyu.
Those were the normal ones.
But among them also walked Tang Wulin—bearer of the Golden Dragon King's divine core—and Gu Yue, incarnation of the Silver Dragon King herself.
If someone now told him that Di Tian's prized disciple, the Snow Empress reborn, or even Jiang Chen—the reincarnation of the million-year Dark Evil Tiger—were in the same group, he honestly wouldn't be surprised anymore.
Watching Gu Yue's figure fade from sight, Sima Jinchi could only stare after her blankly, still trying to comprehend everything that had transpired.
Finally, he took out his communicator and messaged his master.
"Master, I've just met the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King."
Di Tian's reply came instantly.
[For the Soul Beasts, I Walk on Thin Ice]: "Treat them normally. The Silver Dragon King is the true ruler of soul beasts and our supreme lord. As for Tang Wulin, he is backed by human gods—do not provoke him."
Two masters… two kings.
For Sima Jinchi, the choice was obvious. He pledged to the Silver Dragon King.
Even if Di Tian hadn't said it, his instincts would've told him the same.
Now, reassured by Di Tian's approval, his mind cleared. A strange excitement began to stir.
"Is our lord planning to devour the Golden Dragon King and restore her true divinity?" he murmured.
"If the Dragon God returns, will the Golden Age of Dragons be reborn?"
Then determination hardened his features.
"No… as the Dragon God's weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Blade must not fall behind!"
Even after rising to the 95th rank, it wasn't enough.
In the age of the dragons, that power would've been meaningless.
"If my lord ascends as Dragon God once more, then I too shall ascend to godhood!"
A proud smile crossed his face.
He was no beast. No human.
He was a divine weapon given life.
And his godhood—would be himself.
Elsewhere, Jiang Chen looked up as Gu Yue reappeared, recognizing the faint silver sheen lingering on her fingertips.
He smirked slightly. "So, how was it? You went to see Sima Jinchi, didn't you?"
Naturally. With Tang Wulin stirring the ancient dragon's shadow, the Silver Dragon King would never allow the Dragon-Slaying Blade to bow to anyone but her.
He recalled, with a chill, what had happened when that divine shadow descended earlier.
At the time, he'd discreetly awakened a trace of his Evil God bloodline and allowed it to brush against the Dragon God's projection.
It nearly killed him.
If the Dragon God's latent will had noticed him, he'd have been vaporized on the spot—best case, stripped of his bloodline; worst case, completely obliterated.
Even shattered and scattered through the cosmos, the Dragon God's will was something not to be tempted.
So Jiang Chen learned an important truth:
Attack the dragons if you must—but never offend the Dragon God.
Even fallen gods could still kill.
Still, he noted one thing clearly—the Dragon God bore no hatred for the Five God Kings of the Divine Realm.
He had slain himself, dragging the dragons and soul beasts down with him, sealing their fate for eternity.
"...That's dedication," Jiang Chen muttered with a smirk.
"Tch, unbelievable."
Gu Yue's voice interrupted his thoughts. "Di Tian's disciple—it's the Dragon-Slaying Blade."
She froze halfway through her sentence, turned to glare at him, eyes sharp.
"What does that have to do with you?"
Jiang Chen: "..."
Excellent. Another daily glare.
He sighed.
"I know, I know. But for the record—it was me who told Di Tian about the blade."
Without that, the Dark Dragon King and Golden Dragon's fusion into the Golden Night Dragon never would've happened.
What's that? Did he do it to help the Silver Dragon King absorb the Golden one to restore her full divinity?
Heh. Would Di Tian ever buy that?
Jiang Chen chuckled.
After all, he wasn't a dragon. Why would he care about the so-called 'revival of the Dragon Clan'?
And as for this so-called "Soul Beast Revival"?
An empty slogan at best.
Otherwise, the Bear King wouldn't be scheming daily to dethrone Di Tian as the Soul Beast Ruler.
Between pride and idealism, Jiang Chen knew which prize was real.
"Soul Beast Ruler"—that title had much better perks.
(END CHAPTER)
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