Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Chapter 655: Chapter 654, Sword Comes!

The abrupt turn of events left everyone utterly shocked.

To know that the Dragon Scale Sword was a national treasure, refined by Uncle Long over many years.

And throughout the world,

Only Uncle Long could wield it.

But who would have thought that the Dragon Scale Sword would forcibly leave Uncle Long’s body?

”What happened?”

”Why does the Dragon Scale Sword reject me so strongly?”

Uncle Long’s face turned pale, as he felt the Dragon Scale Sword repelling him fiercely, forcefully severing their contract relationship.

Such an occurrence was unprecedented for Uncle Long.

He never expected it to happen to him.

Everyone else wore grave expressions, an inexplicable sense of crisis overcoming them.

In truth, they couldn’t be blamed.

The main concern was that the Dragon Scale Sword was the national treasure of Great Xia. The stronger Great Xia’s fortune grew, the more potent the Dragon Scale Sword became.

Now with the Dragon Scale Sword seeking to break free from Uncle Long’s control, it was an extremely abnormal phenomenon, naturally giving them the illusion of a decline in national fortune.

After all,

Xu Wendong’s battle today concerned Great Xia Country’s fortune, rise, fall, honor, and disgrace!

Splat!

As everyone was at their wits’ end, Uncle Long suddenly spurted a mouthful of fresh blood.

The Dragon Scale Sword had completely severed its relationship with him.

”Uncle Long, are you alright?” A young man asked with concern.

Everyone else held their breath.

There was no choice, as Uncle Long was the strongest expert in the Dragon Court, with a Qi Refinement Stage Level Seven cultivation level.

If anything happened to him, there would be no one capable of holding the fort.

Uncle Long shook his head, his expression growing more solemn, ”Normally, if the Dragon Scale Sword forcibly severed our relationship, I would suffer backlash.”

”But, I wasn’t harmed.”

”Moreover, I even felt hints of a breakthrough.”

He couldn’t understand.

Uncle Long simply couldn’t comprehend why things had turned out this way.

Buzz buzz buzz!

In the air,

The Dragon Scale Sword let out a pleasant sword cry.

It seemed like a sword sealed away for countless years, trying to awaken its slumbering master.

”I understand now, I understand!” Uncle Long’s face lit up with enthusiasm, ”The Dragon Scale Sword sensed a change in the nation’s fortune and seeks to defend the dignity of Great Xia.”

Everyone looked confused, and someone asked, ”But how does it defend our Great Xia’s dignity?”

”Xu Wendong!” Uncle Long excitedly watched the screen where the tall and mighty figure stood, ”The Dragon Scale Sword is attempting to call Xu Wendong. Once it awakens Xu Wendong’s dormant willpower, it can slay the Eight-Forked Serpent!”

Apart from this explanation, Uncle Long couldn’t think of any other reasonable explanation.

Because when Xu Wendong joined the Dragon Court the last time, Uncle Long already knew the Dragon Scale Sword had found a person more suited to it than himself.

Uncle Long’s words made everyone’s eyes gleam with excitement.

But,

Could the Dragon Scale Sword really awaken Xu Wendong’s dormant consciousness?

Uncle Long’s gaze was determined, ”Where there is right, there is much assistance, where there is wrong, there is little assistance. I believe Xu Wendong will definitely awaken and completely slay this beast, raising the mighty national prestige of our illustrious Huaxia!”

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On the West Mountain of Jiang Family Village.

Xu Wendong stood on the mountainside, his whole body drenched in blood, his pupils devoid of any light.

The Eight-Forked Serpent appeared before him, flicking its tongue.

Just as it prepared to open its bloody mouth to devour him, Jiang Yuanbo spread his arms and blocked in front of Xu Wendong, showing respect and tension in his eyes, ”Divine Beast, this child cannot be killed!”

Although he too wanted the Divine Beast to feast.

But he knew better.

If they truly devoured the hero Xu Wendong, the moment they entered the High Seas, they would surely face Great Xia’s wild reprisals.

Once their opponent dropped a few nuclear bombs, even the Eight-Forked Serpent might not withstand it.

After all, he had lived in Great Xia for decades, knowing the importance of leaving room for future encounters.

The Eight-Forked Serpent emitted a dissatisfied low growl, abandoning the idea of devouring Xu Wendong. Then it twisted its massive body and headed down the mountain.

Once reaching the beach, it allowed the young people from Jiang Family Village to stand on its back, then entered the sea and swam towards the depths of the East Sea under the countless unwilling gazes of the nation.

This battle.

Had settled a conclusion.

Countless citizens of Great Xia were in grief, helpless.

Wa Country’s citizens, on the other hand, beat drums and readied to welcome the return of the Divine Beast.

But had this battle truly ended?

Was Xu Wendong truly dead?

No!

Although Xu Wendong’s consciousness vanished.

It didn’t vanish completely.

The only trace of consciousness was absorbed by the Boundary Stele of Penglai Immortal Island as his soul was about to dissipate.

This was unexpected.

And yet expected.

Because he had refined the Minor World of Penglai Immortal Island, even if that Minor World was utterly annihilated, the Boundary Stele was the foundation of that Minor World.

As long as the Boundary Stele remained, even if the Minor World was annihilated, it could recover.

As long as the Boundary Stele remained, even if he died and disappeared into the void, a wisp of consciousness would be enveloped by the Boundary Stele.

This was also a form of immortality.

Like being in a vegetative state...

”Although I haven’t died, being trapped in the Boundary Stele’s consciousness, how is that any different from being dead? I don’t even know when I’ll escape from the Boundary Stele.”

Xu Wendong’s mood was complex.

This ending, for him, was worse than death.

Just then.

Xu Wendong faintly heard.

As if someone was calling him.

”Dongzi~~~”

”Dongzi~~~”

The voice was faint.

Yet it seemed like a celestial sound, echoing in Xu Wendong’s soul.

It gave him a jolt.

Throughout the world, only one person addressed him this way.

And that person was his already deceased grandfather.

But Grandfather had clearly passed away!

”Could it be it?” Xu Wendong’s pupils trembled, thinking of the Dragon Scale Sword. When he held the Dragon Scale Sword before, he saw his deceased grandfather in an illusion, who also addressed him this way.

Thus, by process of elimination.

The one calling him Dongzi should be the Sword Spirit of the Dragon Scale Sword.

Thinking of this, a fervent light shone in Xu Wendong’s eyes as he loudly called out, ”Little Sword, is that you?”

”Dongzi, you’re being impolite!” The Sword Spirit’s youthful voice came from afar to near, also making Xu Wendong feel that the Boundary Stele’s constraints seemed less intense.

Xu Wendong retorted, ”You’re not here to laugh at me, are you?”

Back in the illusion.

After realizing that his grandfather was an embodiment of the Sword Spirit, they even fought a battle, which ended with no clear winner.

The Sword Spirit’s youthful voice carried a touch of admiration, ”You sacrificed yourself for the Dao, defending the dignity of the Descendants of Yan and Huang. How could I mock you? I truly wish to help you!”

Xu Wendong asked, ”How can you help?”

The Sword Spirit replied despondently, ”We’re separated by a thousand miles, and I don’t know how to help you or how to fight alongside you!”

”As long as our minds are united, I believe you can appear by my side!” Xu Wendong broke free from the Boundary Stele’s constraints with a punch, and his previously dim eyes regained some brightness in the real world.

Then, he summoned all the strength in his life and roared to the sky, ”Sword, come!”