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Serene Blade?!

Ning Fan stared at the man before him in astonishment.

As far as he knew, no one had ever mentioned being able to converse with their Soul Servant!

Ning Fan remembered that Serene Blade had spoken to him from the very beginning when he first obtained it.

"From now on, I will teach you swordsmanship."

After a long silence, Ning Fan finally said in a low voice, "You're not a Soul Servant."

"Soul Servant? What's that?" Serene Blade looked puzzled.

Just as I thought!!

Ning Fan's heart raced!

He had long suspected that something was off about Serene Blade!

According to Qiao Fei, Ning Fan could only sense the presence of a single soul, which would classify it as the lowest-level "Single Soul" type.

But he had used Serene Blade.

He was absolutely certain that Serene Blade was not weak!

Not only was it not weak, but it was also very powerful!

When he killed Chen Wu, Ning Fan had just received Serene Blade's assistance. Even without any practice or familiarity, the ability it displayed had already impressed Ning Fan.

And then yesterday...

He had cleaved through Ye Liang's Thunder Strike with a single sword stroke!

This was definitely not something the weakest "Single Soul" level Soul Servant could achieve!

And now, whether Serene Blade had entered Ning Fan's dream or Ning Fan had been pulled into Serene Blade's dream...

This was not a characteristic of Soul Servants!

Considering all of this, there was only one possibility!

Serene Blade...

Was not a Soul Servant!

"Then what are you?" Ning Fan tried to keep himself calm.

He vaguely felt that this Serene Blade might be able to answer some of his questions.

"Me?" Serene Blade's smile took on a hint of tragic beauty. "I'm nothing but a lost soul imprisoned in the Sword Coffin."

Sword Coffin!

"You're saying that this sword of mine is..."

"Sword Coffin: Eight Mounds."

Serene Blade laughed self-mockingly. "It's laughable, really. This place is clearly a prison, yet we dare not escape. Because once we leave this Sword Coffin... we would vanish into thin air."

"I... we..." Ning Fan licked his dry lips. "Are you saying there are... others besides you in this sword?"

"Eight Mounds, of course, refers to the tombs of eight people," Serene Blade said softly. "Is that so hard to understand?"

It wasn't hard to understand!

It was just difficult to accept!

"Then apart from you..."

"The other seven have not yet awakened."

Serene Blade raised his hand and waved it gently.

The mist dispersed.

Ning Fan found himself in a vast cave.

Inside the cave were eight coffins!

One of them was already open.

It must be Serene Blade's.

Serene Blade's coffin was the most ordinary-looking stone coffin among the eight.

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The other seven were either intricately carved with an antique style or made of superior materials.

What caught Ning Fan's attention most was the coffin in the center...

It was entirely jade green, emitting a soft glow, with numerous gems embedded around it.

Compared to the others, it stood out like a crane among chickens.

"That's enough questions for now."

Serene Blade interrupted Ning Fan's curiosity, extending the long sword in his hand forward. "I'm here to teach you swordsmanship."

"Wait, I still have questions."

"Too many questions."

Serene Blade was clearly unwilling to say more. "I only promised to help you build a good foundation."

"Promised? Who did you promise?"

Ning Fan asked again.

But Serene Blade no longer answered, instead thrusting his sword towards Ning Fan.

This thrust was extremely fast and at a tricky angle!

Ning Fan originally had a belly full of questions he wanted to ask, but suddenly felt an intense sense of crisis.

Swish!

The long sword pierced through Ning Fan's neck.

The fear of death spread through Ning Fan's heart.

Before losing consciousness, Ning Fan heard Serene Blade's voice once more.

"Next time we meet, I will strike without warning."

Serene Blade gradually disappeared from Ning Fan's vision. "When you can dodge this strike of mine, I will answer three of your questions."

Whoosh!

Ning Fan sat up on the sofa.

His clothes were soaked with sweat.

Looking around, he confirmed he was in Wen Cai's home.

Was that a dream?

No!

The feeling of death was too real!

In front of Serene Blade, Ning Fan had no ability to resist at all.

Ning Fan sat on the sofa, recalling that sword strike.

It seemed that no matter how he responded, he couldn't have dodged it!

The pressure from Serene Blade...

Was even greater than what Ye Liang had given him!

"Had a nightmare?" Wen Cai poked her head out from the kitchen, her pretty face showing a hint of mockery. "Didn't wet the bed, did you?"

Ning Fan was still panting heavily, seemingly unable to shake off the fear of death.

Seeing Ning Fan in this state, Wen Cai frowned slightly. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Ning Fan swallowed. "I'm going to take a shower first."

While showering, Ning Fan recalled Serene Blade's words.

He said he had promised to help him build a good foundation...

Who he had promised, Serene Blade certainly wouldn't answer now. Ning Fan would have to withstand that sword strike first to ask.

But what did he mean by building a good foundation?

Serene Blade...

Was he just a basic instructor?

Then what would the lost souls in the other seven coffins teach him?

Thinking about it, Ning Fan felt both excited and curious.

Well, since he promised that I could ask three questions if I dodged that strike, I'll focus on completing this task first!

In the bathroom, Ning Fan actually started practicing on his own.

"A grown man, how can you take so long to shower? Is the water free?!" Wen Cai's dissatisfied voice suddenly came from outside.

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In the wilderness of the F District.

Su Bei sat in the car, his injuries almost fully recovered.

As the son of a Sovereign, the medical treatment he could enjoy was definitely incomparable to that of ordinary Marauders.

"Ye Liang, just tell me! Why is the old man in such a hurry to call me back?" Su Bei patted Ye Liang, who was driving.

Ye Liang remained silent.

"I find you really interesting. Will saying a few more words shorten your life?" Su Bei pouted in dissatisfaction.

Ye Liang still didn't speak.

Su Bei decided to ignore him and looked out the window instead.

After a while, Su Bei suddenly felt something was amiss.

"Hey? You've taken the wrong road? This isn't the way back to the Tri-Sovereign Alliance Zone, is it?"

Ye Liang remained silent.

Su Bei frowned slightly, realizing that things seemed to be developing in a direction he hadn't anticipated.

The ring on his finger began to emit a faint light.

"Ye Liang, I'm talking to you!"

Just as the light arrow was about to form on Su Bei's hand, a powerful sense of oppression enveloped him!

Bang!

Su Bei's light arrow dissipated!

It was forcibly dispersed by this oppressive force!

"Ye Liang! You son of a..."

"Young Master." Ye Liang finally spoke. "Be quiet. When we arrive, you'll understand."

Su Bei's body froze.

"I don't want to kill you." Ye Liang turned his head, his eyes... full of gloom.

"But that doesn't mean I can't kill you."

Su Bei's heart violently contracted!

A rare expression of fear appeared on his face!

He suddenly thought of something!

It had always been Ye Liang contacting him.

Even the message that his father wanted him to return home came from Ye Liang.

From beginning to end, all the information he thought he had received came from Ye Liang.

Su Bei had never actually confirmed anything with his father!

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To Be Continued..