Chapter 272: This Is What a Big Shot Is Probably Like . . .
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The space shook violently, causing dust to fall from the ceiling .
Familiar light brown sword light shone forth from the crack, directly illuminating the whole space .
Under normal circumstances, spirit swords were invisible to ordinary people, and Lie Mengmeng couldn't see them at all . But Jingke was very special, because it was originally a peach wood sword, the kind used for warding off evil and which could be found everywhere on the market .
Fatty Luo had only just found out about this, and was utterly astounded .
"Lord . . . Lord Jingke!" The instant he saw Jingke appear, his voice trembled .
He was extremely excited and also amazed at Wang Ling's strength . . . What kind of power was this, that could tear a seam in this completely sealed space and forcefully summon a spirit sword?
Fatty Luo felt that this was already beyond his realm of understanding .
The instant Jingke had been summoned, Grenade-Throwing had obligingly knocked Lie MengMeng out with a light tap to the acupuncture point in his neck .
Ordinary people were completely unable to withstand the mental pressure produced when a spirit sword was summoned through a tear in space; this wasn't a physical attack that a pair of long johns or long underwear could block .
If Lie Mengmeng were to suffer residual effects from this, he would very likely come down with dementia later in life .
"Too strong . . . " Seeing Wang Ling grasp Jingke firmly as sword qi continued to pour out with a roar, Fatty Luo's cheeks couldn't stop quivering .
. . .
This aura vanished as swiftly as it had appeared . Fatty Luo felt that Jingke was just too cool, and that its rapport with Ling Zhenren wasn't an ordinary one .
When Wang Ling held Jingke in his hand, their auras merged into one, and gave off a sense of unity between heaven and man — this was a realm higher than unity between man and sword!
"When will I ever have rapport with a magic treasure as close as the one between Lord Jingke and Ling Zhenren . . . " Fatty Luo blinked, his heart full of envy . After all, this was something you couldn't look for, and which only happened through serendipity . Fatty Luo had collected as well as made a lot of magic treasures, but rapport with a magic treasure wasn't something that could be achieved simply by making one .
The rapport between a spirit sword and its master was a very profound subject . To use a common analogy, Fatty Luo felt that it was just like choosing a daughter-in-law in ancient times by studying her horoscope .
. . .
After ten breaths or so, the air was finally completely calm .
Wang Ling pointed Jingke at the array pattern on the floor .
He was about to slice through it when the array pattern seemed to come to life and move on its own .
"Not good, the spirit of the array pattern is awake and is planning to escape!" Fatty Luo immediately shouted . Apart from being very complicated, this type of array created by an Itinerant Immortal would more often than not have an array spirit . In order to maintain the security and stability of the array, the array spirit would move the core array pattern around every once in a while .
But the array spirit had now awakened earlier than expected . . .
"Want to destroy me? It's not that easy! I was created by the nomological laws of this space; as long as I don't want to die, I won't!" The array spirit laughed proudly .
This type of large magic array wasn't a small matter to begin with . Coupled with an illusion spell and multiple parallel spatial dimensions, this was an advanced spatial magic array, so its array spirit naturally wasn't some common thing .
Just then, that array pattern which had been carved into the floor of the room transformed into a dragon-like specter which suddenly rose up to dart out the door .
It was too fast, like leaping lightning, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo's eyes couldn't follow it at all .
Wang Ling didn't look away; he merely frowned, and then stamped down directly with one foot .
Before it could dash out of the door, this array spirit was trapped neatly under Wang Ling's foot .
"Ah!"
It was just the last bit of the array pattern that had been stepped on, like a little tail, but the array spirit was dumbstruck when it realized that it actually couldn't move any further . . .
Wang Ling was already faster than the array spirit had imagined, and the strength in his one foot was enough to nail it firmly to the floor .
"Brother Ling, for this spirit to be able to drive such a large magic array, it's definitely anything but ordinary! It would be great if you can take it alive!" Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly opened his mouth .
The value of an array spirit at the level of an Itinerant Immortal was truly immeasurable .
Activating an array normally required an array flag and the array maker to be present . In the absence of the array maker, however, an array spirit could be used to replace them . But subduing a powerful array spirit was just like trying to conquer heaven, since it was the product of nomological powers; the principle of its creation was somewhat similar to the birth of a sword spirit .
Activating an array normally required an array flag and the array maker to be present . In the absence of the array maker, however, an array spirit could be used to replace them . But subduing a powerful array spirit was just like trying to conquer heaven, since it was the product of nomological powers; the principle of its creation was somewhat similar to the birth of a sword spirit .
Furthermore, there had been very few arrays since ancient times that could spawn array spirits of their own accord .
However, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's words came too late . . .
Once Wang Ling had made his move, he hadn't had the slightest intention of leaving this array spirit alive .
He hated anything that disturbed his quiet life .
Whether it was the main manipulator behind the scenes or the array spirit in front of him, they were all the same .
Since he wanted to live a peaceful life, he hence didn't need to consider what would happen after . Whether this spirit was strong or weak had nothing to do with him . From the beginning, Wang Ling's goal had always been to bring everyone out of the space safely .
He raised his hand, and his spirit sword instantly started to glow . . .
The brown sword light which enveloped Jingke's body wasn't bright, and instead was quite soft . Nevertheless, the sense of oppression contained within this muted glow was very real .
Fatty Luo just thought that Jingke was really handsome; there was nothing better than a gentle sword .
Terrified, the array spirit could instinctively feel how dangerous the peach wood sword was, and it hurriedly opened its mouth and started to plead frantically . "Exalted Immortal, please let me go . It was I who failed to recognize your honored self . . . "
Wang Ling didn't give it a second look, and directly swung his sword down .
The spirit didn't even have time to scream when the sword directly pierced its body . In the next instant, its ghostly body together with the core array pattern that was concealed within it cracked open, smashed to smithereens .
The spirit didn't even have time to scream when the sword directly pierced its body . In the next instant, its ghostly body together with the core array pattern that was concealed within it cracked open, smashed to smithereens .
"Brother Ling . . . "
Seeing this scene, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo couldn't help sucking in cold breaths .
An array spirit at the level of an Itinerant Immortal, slashed just like that . . . Furthermore, it had died with just one swing .
This was what a big shot was probably like . . .
" . . . " Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's heart hurt . If they had been able to subdue such a powerful array spirit, it could definitely have become a powerful errand boy!
But soon after that, he relaxed, because Wang Ling had done nothing wrong .
Since the beginning, he had always, always been this type of person . . .
. . .
With the array spirit eliminated and the core array pattern destroyed, the game space began to fracture .
A little sunlight permeated the dark space, and shone on Wang Ling's face . . .
Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo stood on the side and watched him . Maybe it was because they had just overcome a crisis, but they felt that Wang Ling's solemn face seemed a lot more at peace .
Wang Ling didn't say anything; he just picked up Lie Mengmeng next to him, put him over his shoulder, then walked toward the light step by step . . .
Chapter 272: This Is What a Big Shot Is Probably Like Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations The space shook violently, causing dust to fall from the ceiling . Familiar light brown sword light shone forth from the crack, directly illuminating the whole space . Under normal circumstances, spirit swords were invisible to ordinary people, and Lie Mengmeng couldnt see them at all . But Jingke was very special, because it was originally a peach wood sword, the kind used for warding off evil and which could be found everywhere on the market . Fatty Luo had only just found out about this, and was utterly astounded . Lord . Lord Jingke! The instant he saw Jingke appear, his voice trembled . He was extremely excited and also amazed at Wang Lings strength . What kind of power was this, that could tear a seam in this completely sealed space and forcefully summon a spirit sword? Fatty Luo felt that this was already beyond his realm of understanding . The instant Jingke had been summoned, Grenade-Throwing had obligingly knocked Lie MengMeng out with a light tap to the acupuncture point in his neck . Ordinary people were completely unable to withstand the mental pressure produced when a spirit sword was summoned through a tear in space; this wasnt a physical attack that a pair of long johns or long underwear could block . If Lie Mengmeng were to suffer residual effects from this, he would very likely come down with dementia later in life . Too strong . Seeing Wang Ling grasp Jingke firmly as sword qi continued to pour out with a roar, Fatty Luos cheeks couldnt stop quivering This aura vanished as swiftly as it had appeared . Fatty Luo felt that Jingke was just too cool, and that its rapport with Ling Zhenren wasnt an ordinary one . When Wang Ling held Jingke in his hand, their auras merged into one, and gave off a sense of unity between heaven and man — this was a realm higher than unity between man and sword! When will I ever have rapport with a magic treasure as close as the one between Lord Jingke and Ling Zhenren . Fatty Luo blinked, his heart full of envy . After all, this was something you couldnt look for, and which only happened through serendipity . Fatty Luo had collected as well as made a lot of magic treasures, but rapport with a magic treasure wasnt something that could be achieved simply by making one . The rapport between a spirit sword and its master was a very profound subject . To use a common analogy, Fatty Luo felt that it was just like choosing a daughter-in-law in ancient times by studying her horoscope After ten breaths or so, the air was finally completely calm . Wang Ling pointed Jingke at the array pattern on the floor . He was about to slice through it when the array pattern seemed to come to life and move on its own . Not good, the spirit of the array pattern is awake and is planning to escape! Fatty Luo immediately shouted . Apart from being very complicated, this type of array created by an Itinerant Immortal would more often than not have an array spirit . In order to maintain the security and stability of the array, the array spirit would move the core array pattern around every once in a while . But the array spirit had now awakened earlier than expected . Want to destroy me? Its not that easy! I was created by the nomological laws of this space; as long as I dont want to die, I wont! The array spirit laughed proudly . This type of large magic array wasnt a small matter to begin with . Coupled with an illusion spell and multiple parallel spatial dimensions, this was an advanced spatial magic array, so its array spirit naturally wasnt some common thing . Just then, that array pattern which had been carved into the floor of the room transformed into a dragon-like specter which suddenly rose up to dart out the door . It was too fast, like leaping lightning, and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luos eyes couldnt follow it at all . Wang Ling didnt look away; he merely frowned, and then stamped down directly with one foot . Before it could dash out of the door, this array spirit was trapped neatly under Wang Lings foot . Ah! It was just the last bit of the array pattern that had been stepped on, like a little tail, but the array spirit was dumbstruck when it realized that it actually couldnt move any further . Wang Ling was already faster than the array spirit had imagined, and the strength in his one foot was enough to nail it firmly to the floor . Brother Ling, for this spirit to be able to drive such a large magic array, its definitely anything but ordinary! It would be great if you can take it alive! Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal suddenly opened his mouth . The value of an array spirit at the level of an Itinerant Immortal was truly immeasurable . Activating an array normally required an array flag and the array maker to be present . In the absence of the array maker, however, an array spirit could be used to replace them . But subduing a powerful array spirit was just like trying to conquer heaven, since it was the product of nomological powers; the principle of its creation was somewhat similar to the birth of a sword spirit . Furthermore, there had been very few arrays since ancient times that could spawn array spirits of their own accord . However, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortals words came too late . Once Wang Ling had made his move, he hadnt had the slightest intention of leaving this array spirit alive . He hated anything that disturbed his quiet life . Whether it was the main manipulator behind the scenes or the array spirit in front of him, they were all the same . Since he wanted to live a peaceful life, he hence didnt need to consider what would happen after . Whether this spirit was strong or weak had nothing to do with him . From the beginning, Wang Lings goal had always been to bring everyone out of the space safely . He raised his hand, and his spirit sword instantly started to glow . The brown sword light which enveloped Jingkes body wasnt bright, and instead was quite soft . Nevertheless, the sense of oppression contained within this muted glow was very real . Fatty Luo just thought that Jingke was really handsome; there was nothing better than a gentle sword . Terrified, the array spirit could instinctively feel how dangerous the peach wood sword was, and it hurriedly opened its mouth and started to plead frantically . Exalted Immortal, please let me go . It was I who failed to recognize your honored self . Wang Ling didnt give it a second look, and directly swung his sword down . The spirit didnt even have time to scream when the sword directly pierced its body . In the next instant, its ghostly body together with the core array pattern that was concealed within it cracked open, smashed to smithereens . Brother Ling . Seeing this scene, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo couldnt help sucking in cold breaths . An array spirit at the level of an Itinerant Immortal, slashed just like that . Furthermore, it had died with just one swing . This was what a big shot was probably like . . Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortals heart hurt . If they had been able to subdue such a powerful array spirit, it could definitely have become a powerful errand boy! But soon after that, he relaxed, because Wang Ling had done nothing wrong . Since the beginning, he had always, always been this type of person With the array spirit eliminated and the core array pattern destroyed, the game space began to fracture . A little sunlight permeated the dark space, and shone on Wang Lings face . Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal and Fatty Luo stood on the side and watched him . Maybe it was because they had just overcome a crisis, but they felt that Wang Lings solemn face seemed a lot more at peace . Wang Ling didnt say anything; he just picked up Lie Mengmeng next to him, put him over his shoulder, then walked toward the light step by step .