God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Chapter 939: Chapter 935: Surprisingly Simple!

The words echoed not just in Xiao Tian’s ears but seemed to penetrate his mind, engaging in dialogue with his soul, causing his eyes to unknowingly turn blood red, appearing exceptionally eerie.

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”How about... we take this opportunity, to finish off that boy?” An elderly man suggested, unable to hold back after seeing Xiao Tian’s terrifying gaze.

As soon as the words fell, Fujiwara Daisuke immediately stood up first and said, ”That young man is here to save us. We may not repay him, but if we turn around and harm him, it’s too immoral. This must not happen!”

The old man seemed to know in advance that Fujiwara Daisuke would say this and replied, ”If he is controlled by the Demon Blade and turns on us, it could really be too late then!”

His words seemed to speak to the hearts of the crowd, making the elderly, who resembled children caught doing wrong, bow their heads in silent agreement, as if confirming his statement.

Fujiwara Daisuke’s gaze swept over the elders who kept their heads down without saying a word, briefly thinking it amusing. Given their nature, even if they regain control of the Demon Blade, they will hardly revive the Fujiwara Clan.

Quite possibly, they may invite destructive blows to the Fujiwara Clan, turning its struggling existence into complete disappearance, leaving the clan as a mere symbol in history.

Fujiwara Daisuke sneered at the thought, ”Alright! You can go kill him, but can the Demon Blade be destroyed as well?”

”Even if he dies, do we then become safe?!”

Fujiwara Daisuke’s words reddened the face of the elder who earlier suggested killing Xiao Tian, who stammered, ”I only considered the overall safety of the clan. If no one agrees, just pretend I haven’t said anything.”

Fujiwara Daisuke didn’t care for his words at all; he was simply worriedly watching Xiao Tian, hoping he could endure the Demon Blade’s control safely.

Of course, part of this was out of consideration for his and everyone else’s safety, but he genuinely didn’t want anything to happen to Xiao Tian.

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On the other side, after temporarily blocking his hearing and finding that repetitive sound still persistently in his ears, Xiao Tian became somewhat angry. He roared in a manner akin to speaking in the Divine Sense Realm, ”Stop talking, or I’ll wipe you all out!”

Once he shouted that, the repeating sound indeed halted, but only briefly, replaced by countless mocking laughs.

”Can you do it?”

The taunt instantly restored Xiao Tian’s composure, and he shouted at Fujiwara Daisuke below, ”What material is this blade forged from?”

In an instant, not only Fujiwara Daisuke, but also the anxious murmuring elders were astonished, feeling deeply surprised and even shocked by Xiao Tian’s reaction.

He could actually resist the Demon Blade’s control?!

After his initial shock, Fujiwara Daisuke quickly replied, ”It seems just ordinary steel.” After speaking, he looked at the surrounding elders, only to find that none could provide a definite answer.

Unable to ascertain the specific material, that mocking sound constantly surrounded his ears.

This situation involuntarily reminded Xiao Tian of the late-night old lady in the hotel corridor, the one performing ghostly acts, and that so-called Protective Talisman.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tian’s eyes lit up and he asked again, ”Who among you can draw an Exorcism Talisman, one that truly works?”

Once the question was posed, everyone’s expression turned peculiar, but Uncle Six, who had previously lost part of the sword hilt, stood out and replied, ”I did learn a bit when I was young, but why do you ask?”

Xiao Tian didn’t answer his query and instead said directly, ”If you don’t want to die, then quickly draw as many as you can!”

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When the Demon Blade was wrapped inside and out with layers of talismans, completely obscuring its original appearance while lying quietly at their feet, Fujiwara Daisuke and a group of elders became speechless.

Except for Uncle Six, who had been diligently writing earlier.

”Was controlling the Demon Blade this simple?” One senior asked, stunned.

Xiao Tian chuckled, ”You should be able to tell from the name, right? Demon Blade—tackle it with targeted methods, and you’ll naturally see miraculous effects.”

”How long will this method last?” A slightly apprehensive Fujiwara Daisuke asked after the blade was simply treated.

”I don’t know!” Xiao Tian replied honestly, ”But if new talismans keep supplementing it, it shouldn’t be a problem to maintain it.” As soon as he spoke, Uncle Six, busily drawing talismans, began to tremble and cough violently, clearly startled.

After a brief silence, Xiao Tian asked, ”You seemed to have known all along that the Demon Blade would eventually come to this point?”

Fujiwara Daisuke nodded with a wry smile, ”Not just us, but every generation of the Fujiwara Clan has been mentally prepared for this. It’s just that none expected such luck for our generation, encountering an event unseen in nearly a hundred years.”

”An ancestor once left a saying that whoever could master the Demon Blade would lead the Fujiwara Clan in recreating its past glory.”

After a pause, Fujiwara Daisuke continued, ”But after so many years, generations of attempts, ultimately no such person emerged.”

”Does that mean each of you tried to control the Demon Blade?” Xiao Tian asked.

”Yes, but we didn’t know it!” Fujiwara Daisuke replied.

Furrowing his brows, Xiao Tian wondered what that meant.

Yet before he could question further, Fujiwara Daisuke explained, ”Every newborn in the Fujiwara Clan would have a drop of blood taken. If the blood reacted with the Demon Blade, it would prove they are the one we’ve been waiting for.”

”So that’s how it is,” Xiao Tian nodded in understanding, then asked again, ”But there’s one more thing I don’t quite understand.”

”Please, go ahead!”

Fujiwara Daisuke now felt grateful to Xiao Tian, naturally speaking candidly, while the surrounding elderly, despite having slight grievances, refrained from speaking openly and instead silently assisted Uncle Six with drawing talismans.

”Why did the Demon Blade show no anomalies for all those years, yet now this incident occurs?”

Xiao Tian speculated, ”Does it relate to Fujiwara Akita who fell into the water?”

Fujiwara Daisuke’s eyes flickered with surprise, then he replied, ”You guessed right. The ancestor once explicitly warned that it must be a baby’s blood to test the Demon Blade, otherwise disaster would ensue.”

”Now it seems the ancestor’s words indeed hold true!”