Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Defying the Wang Family (3)

Now, Chang Xiang had officially lent the Xiang Tian sword to Lou Yun. As long as Lou Yun wanted to use it, the sword naturally appeared in his hand.

Seeing the Xiang Tian sword in Lou Yun’s hand, Wang Qingshan couldn’t help but laugh loudly. "Lou Yun, since you’re asking for death yourself, I have no choice but to oblige!"

Wang Qingshan stretched out his hand flat, and the armor on his body transformed into a silver light that shot into his palm, turning into a pair of crescent shovels.

Holding his magical weapon, the slight shock Wang Qingshan felt earlier about Lou Yun’s speed and strength vanished. However, proud of his status, he refused to attack first and merely clicked his crescent shovels lightly. "Come on, Lou Yun!"

Lou Yun naturally showed him no courtesy and thrust the Xiang Tian sword out immediately.

Chang Xiang had said long ago that the Xiang Tian sword was his own common weapon. As he continuously cultivated it, its power grew stronger. The first time Lou Yun used it, he was in a hurry and casually swung it, only discovering its astonishing power without any other sensations.

This time was different. Lou Yun intended to carefully sense what was held within the Xiang Tian sword. He didn’t use any weapon techniques, just purely swung the sword, immersing his mind completely into it.

Lou Yun could keenly feel that the Xiang Tian sword indeed contained a powerful force fluctuation, flowing endlessly like a river. With this energy’s aid, the sword itself possessed a powerful force. Even a child who knew nothing could wield it with considerable effect.

As the wielder, though, he couldn’t rely solely on the common weapon’s innate power against enemies. Lou Yun now focused on merging his spiritual energy and senses into the Xiang Tian sword to leverage or control its energy, unleashing even greater power.

Wang Qingshan paid no mind to the Xiang Tian sword. Seeing Lou Yun actually raise a common weapon to attack him, he smiled disdainfully and lightly clashed his crescent shovels again. From the shovel heads, a white crescent glow shot out towards the Xiang Tian sword.

Lou Yun had already closed his eyes, his attention wholly absorbed in the sword, seemingly unaware of the outside situation. Yet, the Xiang Tian sword in his hand precisely and directly pierced towards that crescent glow.

With a "whoosh" sound, the Xiang Tian sword punctured the heart of the crescent glow, instantly dispersing it. The sword’s momentum and speed remained unaffected, still thrusting towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan didn’t expect his magical weapon’s attack to be so easily shattered by Lou Yun. His eyebrows shot up in surprise. Both crescent shovels attacked simultaneously, creating a sharp "clang" as the two shovel heads crossed, firmly pinning the Xiang Tian sword’s blade and halting its advance temporarily.

"Heh heh!" Wang Qingshan grinned smugly. A burst of white light erupted from the crescent shovels, followed by the shovel heads starting to constrict. Like a crab’s claws, they tightly gripped the Xiang Tian sword’s blade.

As Wang Qingshan’s spiritual energy constantly flowed out, the shovel heads squeezed tighter, causing the Xiang Tian sword’s blade to tremble slightly.

This was the special trait of Wang Qingshan’s magical weapon. Over the years, relying on this method, he had crushed countless people’s magical weapons—actually, he didn’t even need to break them completely. Magical weapons were the lifeline of every magical weapons master, the source of their strength. Once suppressed, performance declined instantly; severe damage could lead to loss of combat ability or death.

Wang Qingshan aimed to deal with Lou Yun the same way, but he severely underestimated the Xiang Tian sword!

As the crescent shovels pressed harder, the Xiang Tian sword’s vibration intensified. Wang Qingshan had to pour in more spiritual energy to try to break it swiftly.

Lou Yun remained with his eyes closed, but now his spiritual energy surged intensely into the Xiang Tian sword. For a moment, the two were stuck in a deadlock.

However, this stalemate lasted only briefly. With Lou Yun letting out a fierce shout, a dazzling white light burst from the Xiang Tian sword. Two sharp "clang clang" sounds echoed as it violently broke free from the crescent shovels’ grip. Moving at least ten times faster, it struck like a viper, piercing straight into Wang Qingshan’s chest.

Wang Feng froze. Wang Qingshan froze. Every onlooker froze. At that moment, the whole Lingjiang City seemed to sink into boundless silence.

They had all believed the standoff would end with Lou Yun’s common weapon being crushed by Wang Qingshan’s magical one. In their understanding, the hardest common weapon couldn’t match a magical weapon’s sturdiness.

Yet the outcome surpassed everyone’s expectations.

Staring at the Xiang Tian sword embedded in his chest, Wang Qingshan’s eyes widened to their limit. He couldn’t and wouldn’t believe he was defeated by a common weapon.

With a face full of resentment and wide-open eyes, Wang Qingshan’s body slowly tipped backward and crashed heavily to the ground.

In truth, the thrust to the chest hadn’t dealt much harm. What killed him was when the Xiang Tian sword broke free and crushed the crescent shovels’ heads!

Wang Qingshan would never have guessed in death that, after destroying countless magical weapons in his lifetime, he died by his own weapon’s damage.

As Wang Qingshan fell, Wang Feng and all Wang Family members went dumbstruck. Wang Qingshan was like a guardian god for the entire Wang Family, its pillar of strength and will. Now, he had fallen abruptly.

In their eyes, Wang Qingshan was slain by Lou Yun with one simple sword thrust. Fear like never before seized their hearts. Seeing his corpse lying there, none dared step forward to retrieve it.

Lou Yun had now put away the Xiang Tian sword, but his mind kept recalling the feeling of that final thrust.

In that instant, it was as if he and the sword became one whole. Merged as one, he unleashed the Xiang Tian sword’s true power, easily destroying the crescent shovels and killing Wang Qingshan.

After relishing this moment, Lou Yun snapped back to reality and looked towards Wang Feng and the others.

Under Lou Yun’s gaze, Wang Feng collapsed to his knees with a "thump," frantically begging. "Lou… Elder Lou, I choose to leave on my own! I pick leaving myself! And I swear, from now on, our Wang Family will never set foot in Lingjiang City again—not even half a step. Please spare us and let our Wang Family live!"

Now, Wang Feng cared nothing for his clan head role. Clan head mattered less than his own life. Since even Wang Qingshan died so easily, the whole Wang Family combined couldn’t defeat Lou Yun.

Lou Yun stared coldly at Wang Feng. Earlier, upon seeing the Lou Family nameplate replaced with Wang’s, he’d burned with rage, itching to kill all Wang Family members. But now, he saw no point in slaughtering unresisting foes who posed no threat.

"Fine. I’ll give you one hour. Restore my Lou Family’s belongings immediately and then leave Lingjiang City! Wang Feng, remember your words. If you dare defy them, I’ll wipe out your Wang Family entirely."

"Yes, yes, I hear you. I will do as promised. Not only won’t my Wang Family enter Lingjiang City again, but we’ll avoid any place where Lou Family members are present, forever." Wang Feng desperately nodded, betting everything to save his skin.

Lou Yun didn’t speak again. He simply turned, walked aside, and sat cross-legged.

Wang Feng understood this was time for packing. Hastily rising, he yelled at all Wang Family members. "Why stand there gawking? Pack up now—we’re leaving Lingjiang City!"

Though the clan lacked combat strength, they packed quickly. Within half an hour, everything was ready, even Wang Qingshan’s body placed in a coffin. The whole clan stood outside the Lou Family entrance. Wang Feng trembled over to Lou Yun, expressing reverence. "We’re done packing. We’ll leave right away!"

Lou Yun nodded impassively without expression.

Wang Feng waved his hand and led all Wang Family members away fast.

Onlookers parted to make way. And so, under Lou Yun’s lone intimidation, the entire Wang Family abandoned centuries of roots in Lingjiang City and slipped away silently.

After the Wang Family left, Lou Yun finally stood up. Smiling gently at the crowd, he performed a cupped-hand bow to all sides. "My apologies, friends and elders of our homeland. I acted rashly and disturbed everyone. Sorry, sorry!"

Most in Lingjiang City had at least heard of Lou Yun growing up and knew him to be inherently kind, not evil at all. Though shocked earlier by Wang Qingshan’s death, Lou Yun’s words now reminded them of his former self.

People exchanged glances. Then, a brave soul came forward to greet him.

With the first, more followed. Soon, Lou Yun won back everyone’s favor.

After chatting with them, Lou Yun watched as they filed away. He then turned to his family estate, where "Lou Fu" now hung again on the nameplate.

Gazing silently for a while, Lou Yun suddenly spoke. "You father and son have both been lurking here so long, and even with the crowd gone, you haven’t left. You must want to say something to me!"