Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

A boundless Sword Intent suddenly released from Xiao Yi's body.

The Sword Intent lotus within him bloomed completely, and a streak of blood-red light burst forth from within that lotus.

It penetrated his body and enveloped his entire figure.

In his hands, the Fire Qilin Sword trembled and buzzed, formidable sword light soaring into the sky while the blade itself vibrated intensely. A Fifth Grade Yuan Bing is not so easily forged; aside from needing precious materials, it also requires awakening.

With the same materials, without awakening, it would at most be considered a peak Fourth Grade Yuan Bing.

And upon completion of the awakening...

It could then be called Fifth Grade!

The Sword Spirit felt the boundless Sword Intent within Xiao Yi and seemed to send an excited cheer.

The entire blade shook continuously, and all the swords in the hands of the strong ones within the Sword Tomb also began to buzz and tremble, as if they were about to unsheathe themselves: "What, what's happening? Why doesn't my sword obey me..."

"This, this is Sword Intent, he's using Sword Intent to summon the allegiance of a myriad of swords!"

"Oh my gosh, something big is going to happen!"

Everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

Why is it that only Fifth Grade and above Yuan Bing require awakening and the gathering of an Artifact Spirit? It's because Fifth Grade Yuan Bing are mostly in the hands of Golden Core Realm experts, and these experts all comprehend the martial dao's essences.

Only with the power of the martial dao's essence can the Artifact Spirit truly be stimulated.

Xiao Yi activated the Fire Qilin Sword's Artifact Spirit with Sword Intent, thoroughly awakening it as if a slumbering sovereign had been roused.

When the sovereign awakes, all nations submit.

When the Sword Spirit revives, a myriad of swords come to pay homage!

"Madman, you madman... you're going to destroy the Sword Tomb, you're trying to offend Mingjian Manor to death..." Jian San's eyes were completely filled with bloodshot, and the cold light within them was as sharp as a blade's edge.

Jian San's figure flashed, furiously rushing towards Xiao Yi.

"Don't you dare harm my Xiao Yi!"

Fang Qingzhu stood in his way with a sidestep, her Purple Cloud Whip whirling through the air, coiled around Jian San's ankle and yanked fiercely.

Swish!

Jian San was tripped unexpectedly and fell to the ground.

The Purple Cloud Whip merged with Fang Qingzhu as one, as easy to command as her own limb, and as it waved, it coiled Jian San up high, then wrapped around him layer by layer. Jian San was unable to break free for a moment, his eyes flashing coldly: "You are courting death!"

Swish!

A light flashed on the storage ring, and the Green Edge Sword kept cutting the Purple Cloud Whip. Enjoy new adventures from empire

Sparks flew everywhere.

The Purple Cloud Whip was merely a First Grade Yuan Bing, while the Green Edge Sword was a Third Grade Yuan Bing. In their clash, the whip was severed by just three strokes. Jian San, once free, charged toward Fang Qingzhu: "You little wench, dare to block me, die!"

Swish!

Jian San slashed out with a palm, and Fang Qingzhu spat blood as she was sent flying backward, while a cold light flowed in his eyes: "Die!"

The Green Edge Sword thrust forward, aiming straight for Fang Qingzhu's heart.

But at that moment...

Niu Dali suddenly made a move, grasping a black great sword in both hands and with a thunk struck down on the Green Edge Sword, blocking Jian San's attack. His black great sword was also covered in cracks, his eyes full of distress: "Dammit, what skill is there in hitting a woman? Have the guts to fight your grandpa Niu!"

"You're courting death!"

Jian San was furious, sword in hand.

But just at that time...

Atop the Sword Tomb, a sword stele suddenly burst apart with a bang.

Swish!

A sword light soared into the sky.

Then the second stele.

The third stele.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With every stele's explosion, a sword rose to the heavens, converging toward Xiao Yi's location.

"No. No..."

Jian San's eyes were nearly splitting, each explosion of a stele signifying a famous sword breaking free from its seal. Without the protection of the steles, these masterless swords, though they could not be recognized by an owner, could still be taken away directly.

The entire Sword Tomb kept rumbling, one sword after another appearing before everyone.

All were stunned.

Inside the Sword Tomb, more than a hundred thousand swords—this was the wealth accumulated by Mingjian Manor over hundreds of years—were now all exposed before everyone.

Seeing the scattered Yuan Bing longswords all around, everyone felt as if an invisible hand was choking their throats, unable to breathe.

Xiao Yi was covered in red Sword Intent, he roared, "What are you all waiting for? These swords now belong to no one, why aren't you taking them?"

"Right, grab them quickly!"

"Grab and run..."

The crowd was momentarily stunned, and then their eyes turned bloodshot with excitement as they yelled out.

Faced with a substantial reward, there will always be brave takers!

Even the lowest grade of Yuan Bing was worth tens of thousands of silver, so grabbing any sword and you'd make a killing!

One after another, strong figures began to crazily loot the longswords that were scattered everywhere.

The scene descended into chaos.

"Let's go!"

Seizing the chaos, Xiao Yi grabbed Fang Qingzhu and made a break for it, snatching up famous swords along the way and shoving them into his storage ring.

"Stop..."

Jian San's eyes were filled with rage as he saw Xiao Yi taking away two fourth-grade famous swords, at least six third-grade famous swords, and not to mention the fifth-grade famous sword, the Fire Qilin Sword. Xiao Yi had practically looted half of the sword tomb!

Jian San wanted to chase after Xiao Yi but was blocked by the other strong figures who were crazily looting the famous swords, "Get out of the way!"

"Fuck off, can't you see I'm busy grabbing swords?" several of them cursed back without even lifting their heads.

"Stop right there! These treasures belong to Mingjian Manor. Whoever dares to take them, I'll kill..." Jian San shouted hysterically, but his voice was gradually drowned out by the clamor of others fighting over the longswords.

In the midst of the crowd.

Niu Dali swallowed hard, hurriedly snatched up a few longswords and threw them into his storage ring, then dashed off in Xiao Yi's direction, "Bro, wait for me..."

"Xiao Yi, Yun Fan is over there..." Qingzhu spotted Yun Fan in the crowd, who was also grabbing swords.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes, "Die!"

The longsword pierced through the air, and with a 'thud', Yun Fan's head, who was laughing heartily while holding a third-grade Yuan Bing famous sword, was lopped off. Even in death, his face retained an excited grin.

Without stopping, Xiao Yi quickly dashed out of the tomb of swords.

Outside the tomb of swords.

Several figures from Sword Mountain Manor looked at the appearances of Xiao Yi and his companions in front of them, all taken aback and then laughed, "There's still a while before the tomb closes, and you're leaving already? Seems like you've found something good!"

Xiao Yi nodded with a smile, "Lucky, got some loot!"

"Haha, then congratulations!"

"You're too kind!"

Xiao Yi gave a slight smile, then quickly left with Fang Qingzhu towards the outside of Mingjian Manor.

The two figures from Sword Mountain Manor exchanged glances and laughed, "Looks like they got a nice sword and are worried others might covet it, that's why they are running!"

"At best, it's a second-grade famous sword. You think it's easy to get a third-grade or higher?" another sneered.

"Yeah, without enough backing, even if you get the sword, you can't keep it!"

"All just fools giving away their money, thinking they've taken advantage, but in reality, aren't they just being played like monkeys by our Mingjian Manor?"

The two were still talking.

Suddenly, several figures rushed out of the sword tomb without uttering a word and left directly.

Soon after...

The third, the fourth...

About seven or eight hundred strong figures escaped from the sword tomb. All of them left without any delay, quickly disappearing.

This left the two guards completely dumbfounded, "What's happening?"

"Stop them..."

A furious roar rang out. Jian San, his body drenched in blood, appeared before the two men. His eyes were bloodshot with anger as he bellowed, "Where are the man and woman who were the first to leave? Where are they?"

"Huh?"

"They already left..." The two guards said, still confused.

"Useless fools!"

Jian San roared in fury and with a thunderous slap, inflicted severe injuries on the two. Blood swirled in his eyes as tears streamed down his face. He watched as more than a hundred thousand sword steles in the sword tomb were all destroyed. Even though he killed hundreds of strong men, tens of thousands of famous swords were still taken.

What was worse...

Xiao Yi had taken the one and only fifth-grade Yuan Bing Fire Qilin Sword, as well as fourth and third-grade famous swords...

They were practically wiped clean!

The long-renowned Sword Mountain Manor's tomb of swords was thoroughly ruined.

"It's all over, completely over... The tomb of swords that has been passed down for hundreds of years in my Mingjian Manor is completely ruined..."

Jian San's eyes were filled with the fissures of rage. Beyond regret, there was a hysterical madness, "Someone, send out the Sword God Guard Brigade immediately. I want them to chase after that criminal. I will have him torn to pieces..."