Chapter 82

"Master, which two items?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"The first item is the Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword," Dongfang Niemie said. "Only the Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword can pierce through the shell of a thousand-year-old night owl."

The Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword is forged from 999 pieces of Blood Black Gold.

"Ah..." Yang Dingtian exclaimed in surprise. This item was too difficult to obtain. However, he quickly remembered and said, "Uncle Ximen's Soul Sword is a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword. There are still two and a half days until the Yin-Yang Festival, so it's not too late to go back and get it."

"No," Dongfang Niemie said. "It must be your own Blood Black Gold Sword. Although Uncle Ximen's sword is a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword, no one else can use it. If anyone other than the owner of the Soul Sword uses it, the sword spirit will immediately go mad and retaliate, eventually killing the user. This is why no one dares to touch Uncle Ximen's precious sword; otherwise, everyone in the world would go crazy trying to get his Supreme Soul Sword."

Yang Dingtian thought about it and realized it was true. After Ximen Wuyuan's incident, some people in Yunxiao City had shown their ugliest sides, but no one had ever coveted that Supreme Soul Sword.

This was too difficult! It had to be his own Blood Black Gold Sword, and most of Yang Dingtian's Blood Black Gold was still with the Abyss Lord. Where could he get a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword?

Suddenly, Yang Dingtian remembered something and asked, "Master, would an unowned Blood Black Gold Soul Sword work?"

Dongfang Niemie said, "Yes, because it's purely physical damage. As long as the sword is hard and sharp enough, it will work."

Yang Dingtian said, "Zhao Wuji has a Blood Black Gold Soul Sword that failed during cultivation. It is a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword forged from 99 pieces of Blood Black Gold."

"Only 99 pieces of Blood Black Gold, that's quite a stretch," Dongfang Niemie said. "Of course, if the night owl has been injured before, the wound will be particularly weak. A Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword might be able to pierce it, but I can't guarantee it."

"Regardless, we have to try," Yang Dingtian said. "But I don't know if Zhao Wuji's failed Blood Black Gold Sword is still in the manor."

"Even if it is in the manor, now that Zhao Wuji is dead, it would be too much to ask Zhao Mu to contribute this precious sword," Dongfang Niemie said.

That's right. It was already a great favor for Zhao Mu to hand over the thousand-year-old night owl to Yang Dingtian. Asking him to give up the Blood Black Gold Soul Sword was too much.

"Master, what is the second condition for killing the thousand-year-old night owl?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Even though the thousand-year-old night owl's mystic energy is sealed, its own strength is still over a million pounds. Any approach, even by a Master-level expert, would result in being torn to pieces," Dongfang Niemie said. "Therefore, we need something to completely immobilize the thousand-year-old night owl."

"What is it?" Yang Dingtian asked.

"Let's talk about that after you get the Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword," Dongfang Niemie said.

Yang Dingtian was taken aback, then nodded.

***

Two hours later, Zhao Mu personally delivered exquisite wine and food. This time, he wasn't carried down by someone but descended in a large cage.

"How do you plan to kill this thousand-year-old night owl, Brother Yang?" Zhao Mu asked.

Ningning arranged the wine and food, pouring wine for both Yang Dingtian and Zhao Mu.

Yang Dingtian took a sip of wine and said, "To kill this thousand-year-old night owl, we need a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword to pierce its shell."

Zhao Mu's face showed a slight surprise, then he said, "There are no more than five Supreme Blood Black Gold Swords in the world. Both Zunyue and your master have one, but you can't use them."

Yang Dingtian also showed a bitter smile. "Actually, I only need a low-grade electric-type beast, but I have to face a thousand-year-old giant."

"Electric-type beasts, pure energy beings, are extremely rare," Zhao Mu said. "Because of their rarity, my Zhao family moved here and built the Terror Manor to capture and refine it as a martial soul."

"I'll take it as a test from heaven," Yang Dingtian said.

After that, the two stopped talking about the thousand-year-old night owl and began chatting about some trivial matters in the Western Continent, such as the past of Yunxiao City and the Northwest Qin family. Yang Dingtian did not ask for Zhao Wuji's Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword.

After finishing the wine and food, Zhao Mu said, "You two can leave here and rest in the Mausoleum Tower. I will finish everything by tomorrow morning, and then you can stay in the manor."

"Thank you, this place is quite nice," Yang Dingtian said.

Zhao Mu was about to leave with the food box.

"Brother Zhao Mu, wait a moment," Yang Dingtian suddenly called out. He then took out a jade box, opened it, and took out four jade needles, each of which he inserted into his chest to fill with blood. He then put the four needles back into the cold jade box and handed it to Zhao Mu, saying, "I didn't understand Brother Zhao Mu's character before, so I lied about needing four sessions to prepare the medicinal needles. In fact, the needles only contained my blood. I'm afraid of any unforeseen circumstances, so I'm giving you the remaining four needles. Just insert them into your meridians, and after about six months of cultivation, you should be able to recover most of your strength."

Zhao Mu was momentarily stunned, his facial muscles twitching, and his eyes reddening. He wanted to say something but didn't, directly taking the jade box from Yang Dingtian and bowing deeply, saying, "Thank you, Brother Yang, for giving me a second chance."

"I'm ashamed..." Yang Dingtian stepped forward to help him up.

Zhao Mu looked up, hesitated for a moment, then bit his teeth and made a decision, saying, "The Zhao family doesn't have a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword, but we do have a Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword that is unowned. It was forged by my father over a decade ago, but a few years ago, the refinement of the sword spirit failed, and the sword spirit went mad, devouring my father and becoming an unowned item."

"Why did it happen like this?" Yang Dingtian asked in surprise.

Zhao Mu sighed and said, "It's all because my father was too impatient. Over twenty years ago, my father discovered a Blood Black Gold mine, with exactly 99 pieces. After five years, he found a Flame Vein Essence and also sought the help of a top expert to borrow his Mystic Fire. However, the Sea Soul Crystal, needed to create the sword's energy sea, could not be found anywhere. He searched the entire world, visited every sect, and every auction house, but could not obtain the Sea Soul Crystal, which is a supreme treasure. Year after year passed, and my father, unwilling to wait any longer, decided to use a thousand-year-old beast's core as a substitute."

Using a Supreme Beast Core as a substitute for a Sea Soul Crystal was something Yang Dingtian knew about, and there were historical examples of success. However, most attempts failed because the Supreme Beast Core was filled with the beast's powerful energy and aura, which could cause the sword spirit to go mad and devour the owner.

"My father found a thousand-year-old beast core from an ancient period in a declining sect. It was a Mystic Fire Kirin that died during the Great Cataclysm. Later, its body was dug up and became a family treasure. My father wanted to spend all the wealth of the manor to buy this Mystic Fire Kirin's core, but the other party refused completely," Zhao Mu paused for a moment and continued, "So, my father used dishonorable means to obtain the core, claiming to exchange it for the thousand-year-old night owl but deliberately underestimating its strength by dozens of times. The sect then invited many friends, and dozens of experts came to subdue the night owl, but they all died under its claws..."

Hearing this, Yang Dingtian felt a chill. Dozens of experts died under the claws of the sealed thousand-year-old night owl, and Yang Dingtian was alone.

"Finally, my father obtained the thousand-year-old fire beast core and kept the night owl. He took the Blood Black Gold, Flame Vein Essence, and Supreme Fire Beast Core to the Northwest Qin family, using the Qin family's Mystic Fire to forge the Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword," Zhao Mu said with a cold laugh. "My father was blinded by greed. How could the Qin family's leader allow him to cultivate a sword spirit? How could they allow another Master-level expert to appear in the Western Continent? The result was predictable; the Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword was a failure from the moment it was forged."

"Brother Yang, the unowned Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword is in the manor. I can try to get it for you," Zhao Mu said. "But it will take some time because the manor is not under my control alone. I need to persuade some people and even take some measures. After all, many people in the manor have fantasies about this unowned Supreme Blood Black Gold Sword."

"Thank you," Yang Dingtian bowed deeply.

"My father's life was filled with sin. Using this sinful sword to do something might not be a bad thing for the Zhao family," Zhao Mu said. "However, this is all I can do for you. How to kill the night owl is beyond my ability."

"Brother Zhao has done a lot, and I am already deeply grateful," Yang Dingtian said.

"I'm just giving myself a hope, a real chance to seek justice," Zhao Mu said.

...

The two conditions were finally met, albeit勉强 (barely). Yang Dingtian watched Zhao Mu's departing back, filled with infinite gratitude. He could not have imagined that the young master of the Terror Manor was such a person.

"Master, now tell me what the second condition is for killing the thousand-year-old night owl," Yang Dingtian said. "What do we need to completely immobilize it?"

Dongfang Niemie was silent for a moment and then said, "Child, you are the most diligent and strongest-willed person I have ever seen. You have already won by coming this far..."

Yang Dingtian was taken aback. What did his master mean?

"Next, I might have to advise you to return to Yunxiao City, apologize to Yan, and use the Yin-Yang Union Technique to break through to the Sixth Rank Mystic Warrior. Don't be ashamed, child; you have already done your best..." Dongfang Niemie said.

Yang Dingtian trembled all over. "What, what do you mean??"

"You can't kill the thousand-year-old night owl. Even Master-level experts can't," Dongfang Niemie said. "I know you won't be satisfied until you try your hardest, and you have already done your best."

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and said, "Master, no matter what, tell me what the second item is that we need to kill the thousand-year-old night owl. No matter how impossible it is, at least tell me what it is."

"Deep Sea Mystic Poison..." Dongfang Niemie said slowly.

Yang Dingtian fell silent.

Deep Sea Mystic Poison, the most powerful in the world! The last resort of the Naga! It can destroy everything, including life, mystic energy, and spirit.

The Naga, the most powerful and mysterious race in this world. No one has truly seen them in a thousand years.

***

The two conditions were finally met, albeit barely. Yang Dingtian watched Zhao Mu's departing back, filled with infinite gratitude. He could not have imagined that the young master of the Terror Manor was such a person.

"Master, now tell me what the second condition is for killing the thousand-year-old night owl," Yang Dingtian said. "What do we need to completely immobilize it?"

Dongfang Niemie was silent for a moment and then said, "Child, you are the most diligent and strongest-willed person I have ever seen. You have already won by coming this far..."

Yang Dingtian was taken aback. What did his master mean?

"Next, I might have to advise you to return to Yunxiao City, apologize to Yan, and use the Yin-Yang Union Technique to break through to the Sixth Rank Mystic Warrior. Don't be ashamed, child; you have already done your best..." Dongfang Niemie said.

Yang Dingtian trembled all over. "What, what do you mean??"

"You can't kill the thousand-year-old night owl. Even Master-level experts can't," Dongfang Niemie said. "I know you won't be satisfied until you try your hardest, and you have already done your best."

Yang Dingtian took a deep breath and said, "Master, no matter what, tell me what the second item is that we need to kill the thousand-year-old night owl. No matter how impossible it is, at least tell me what it is."

"Deep Sea Mystic Poison..." Dongfang Niemie said slowly.

Yang Dingtian fell silent.

Deep Sea Mystic Poison, the most powerful in the world! The last resort of the Naga! It can destroy everything, including life, mystic energy, and spirit.

The Naga, the most powerful and mysterious race in this world. No one has truly seen them in a thousand years.