The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

399: Chapter 399 Sword God PossessionHan Jingyang had harvested quite a lot recently, with Lyu Zhiqiang, Zhang Dahai, and Yang Zhixiao all providing him with many treasures.

The sword he was currently holding was one of them.

”Name: Qing Daoguang Hundred-Refined Steel Longsword.”

”Grade: Rank Five.”

”Attribute: Sturdiness +8.”

”Skill: Sword God Possession.”

In the past, Rank Five items were considered treasures because they were rare.

But now, the number of Rank Four and even Rank Three items had increased, so Rank Five items had been relegated to ordinary items, becoming daily consumables.

However, this didn’t mean Rank Five items were trash.

On the contrary, the cost-effectiveness and practicality of Rank Five items were actually quite high.

With attributes ranging from 6 to 8 points, the boost was quite considerable; no matter what type of attribute it was, as long as it wasn’t complete garbage, it was very valuable.

For example, the ”Sturdiness” attribute on this sword improved the weapon’s overall quality—hardness, toughness, and even sharpness would all increase, which would greatly enhance the weapon’s lifespan and practical combat value.

If it only increased by one or two points, or three or four, it would be negligible and the effect would be very inconspicuous.

But at eight points, the effect was extremely powerful, directly raising the quality of the sword by more than one level.

Even without using a skill and just clashing directly with other weapons, this sword could significantly increase the user’s combat power.

Not to mention that this skill was also quite formidable.

Sword God Possession.

This skill could transform him from a complete combat and swordsmanship novice into a sword god within the skill’s duration.

This effect was somewhat similar to the ”Guan Gong Possession” that Liu Jing had used before.

Similarly, it would also have a permanent additional effect just like ”Guan Gong Possession.”

In other words, after using ”Sword God Possession,” he would also gain some permanent improvements.

Of course, what this skill improved was swordsmanship.

To put it another way, if he used ”Sword God Possession” a few more times, his swordsmanship would also receive a certain degree of permanent improvement.

He could never have too many skills like this.

Although it was also a daily consumable item, the skill effect wasn’t a one-off; instead, it provided a permanent boost that could directly improve his own combat strength.

Even if his cheat-like ability were to stop working one day, these permanently improved things would still remain.

To some extent, this type of ”possession” skill was more valuable than many high-level items.

Other items were gone once they were used up.

But this kind of item was different; once improved, it belonged to him.

One’s own things were always more reliable than external objects.

Han Jingyang understood this clearly.

Others, however, didn’t know what was going on, especially Huang Zhiyun’s group.

Sword God Possession?

It sounded incredibly powerful just by the name!

Although not as famous as legendary deities like Zhenwu the Great, Sun Wukong, or Guan Gong, it still contained the word ”God,” so it likely wasn’t anything weak.

Thus, they were instantly terrified, backing away repeatedly while staring at Han Jingyang.

Liu Jing, Shi Xiaoya, and the others hadn’t heard of this skill, but they weren’t surprised at all. After all, Han Jingyang could always produce various dharma instruments and spells in his daily life; since he could even bring out spells like ”Guan Gong Possession” and ”Zhenwu Descends to Earth,” what was a mere ”Sword God Possession”?

Additionally, they could see the spell’s effects.

While they weren’t sure how Han Jingyang did it, it didn’t stop them from feeling that ordinary spells were just so-so.

Especially after seeing the effect of this spell, they felt even less impressed.

Because the effect of this spell was indeed simple.

Green aura condensed into a human figure.

The figure looked very ordinary—a middle-aged man with a Ming Dynasty-style high ponytail, wearing a common Taoist long robe. The robe was moon-white and looked somewhat handsome, but that was all; in every other respect, he was completely unremarkable.

Even the sword in his hand was very inconspicuous, exactly the same as the sword in Han Jingyang’s hand in terms of size, shape, and pattern.

In any case, the overall impression was one of being completely unremarkable.

The middle-aged man in the long robe looked Han Jingyang up and down, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and then transformed into a streak of light that vanished into the center of Han Jingyang’s brow.

The next second.

Han Jingyang snapped his eyes open and drew his sword from its scabbard, a flash of sword light streaking across.

”Swoosh—”

A thin line of blood appeared on the Elegant middle-aged man’s neck. His expression was one of shock as he slowly reached out to touch his neck, appearing confused as to why it hurt a little.

As it turned out, the moment his palm touched his neck, a spray of blood erupted.

His head was separated from his body.

Huang Zhiyun and the others were horrified.

Especially Huang Zhiyun; his hand had been sliced off by Han Jingyang, and he had been hiding to the side, watching Han Jingyang while bandaging himself, looking for a chance to strike a heavy blow.

As a result, he saw all of Han Jingyang’s movements clearly.

He saw very clearly that Han Jingyang had only made a single motion of drawing the sword.

And then, there was nothing else.

What kind of spell was this?

Had he really invited the legendary Sword God?

But who exactly was the Sword God?

It seemed that no such deity had been officially bestowed throughout the dynasties.

In folk legends, especially within the Spirit Fist and Inviting Deities cultivation sects, there was no such thing as a Sword God.

Huang Zhiyun thought he was knowledgeable enough and possessed enough cultivation materials, but he was completely ignorant and felt very unfamiliar when faced with this ”Sword God Possession” spell that could unleash sword qi.

He felt as if the world had changed overnight.

However, Huang Zhiyun knew one thing even more clearly—anything else was nonsense right now; the most important thing was how to survive in front of such a powerful Han Jingyang.

Fight for his life?

Or...

Huang Zhiyun made his choice through his actions.

The moment the Elegant middle-aged man’s head hit the ground, he put on an expression of shock and rage: ”Brother Wang—”

Then he lunged toward the middle-aged man as if to catch his head, but the moment he reached the window, he leaped toward it.

A feint.

He appeared shocked, but was actually plotting his escape.

As long as he broke through the window, there was a high probability he would survive, because below was a pedestrian street with many people; even the most brutal underworld figure wouldn’t dare commit a crime in public.

Moreover, this was the second floor; even if he fell head-first, with the skills Huang Zhiyun had displayed, he was fully capable of preserving his life.

The plan was simple and direct.

The important thing was that it was fast enough and utilized a small trick.

This reaction could be said to be as correct and clever as possible; no one could have done better.

Yet, the moment Huang Zhiyun leaped, Han Jingyang made his move.

It was still an unremarkable sword strike.

A swing of the sword.

”Swoosh—”

The sharp sound of breaking air rang out.

Huang Zhiyun had jumped, but his legs failed to exert force; he only rose a little, like a cat that had slipped while pouncing, failing to take flight and falling vertically.

Then, another spray of blood flew out from Huang Zhiyun’s waist.

A waist chop!

This sword strike was seen clearly by everyone.

Everyone was stunned.

Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya were dumbfounded with shock.

So strong?

The unremarkable Sword God Possession was even stronger than ”Guan Gong Possession”?

This sword qi was just ridiculous.

He just stood there and waved his hand to behead and cut someone in half?

It was incredibly powerful!

But this was clearly just an ordinary longsword; they had even specifically asked, and Han Jingyang himself said it was very ordinary and nothing special.

Yet the actual effect... this was called ordinary?

This was called unremarkable?

This was clearly ridiculously strong!

If anyone saw this, wouldn’t they be scared to death?

The remaining three burly men, after a momentary daze, all rushed toward the window together. Huang Zhiyun had already provided the best demonstration, and they had tactically improved upon it, or perhaps it was just a coincidence.

They jumped out the window at the same time.

You, Han Jingyang, are indeed impressive, taking people out one by one.

But what will you do when the three of us break through the window at the same time?

Show us if you have the ability to kill all three of us at once.

These people were all experienced veterans of the underworld with rich combat experience, always able to make the correct choice in the blink of an eye.