Douluo: Mr. Six of the Qibao Glazed Sect - Chapter 318

c317 The desperate Bibi Dong

Hearing Sword Douluo’s voice, Shen Jianxin slowly dispersed from the killing field, but Lan Yinsheng’s treatment did not stop.

“Master, what’s going on with your body?”

Shen Jianxin did not ask who hurt Sword Douluo, because when she first came into contact with Sword Douluo, Shen Jianxin had discovered that the infinite sword intent in Sword Douluo’s body came from Sword Douluo himself.

Sword Douluo laughed softly and said: “It’s nothing, it’s just a necessary process to inherit the position of Sword God.”

Dugu Bo snorted coldly: “What necessary process? Old swordsman, now you don’t even tell the truth here in Jianxin?”

Sword Douluo smiled and said, “What if it’s true or not? The result is the same anyway, so why bother asking about the process?”

Shen Jianxin frowned slightly: “Master, have you speeded up the inheritance of the Sword God?”

Sword Douluo was slightly stunned and turned to look at Dugu Bo beside him.

Dugu Bo spread his hands and said, “I didn’t say that. Don’t forget that Jian Xin is also the Chosen One. It’s not surprising that he can see your situation.”

Sword Douluo sighed: “That’s right, I accelerated the inheritance of the Sword God.”

“The Nine Tests of the Sword God, the sword’s intention is the god’s position. Only by integrating with the sword’s intention can one become a god and inherit the position of the sword god.”

“This was originally a piece of work, and it would naturally take three to twenty years to complete. However, there have been changes on the front line, and Bibi Dong has already sunk the ship. Naturally, the previous two-year deadline cannot be used as a basis.”

Shen Jianxin frowned slightly: “What happened on the front line in just half a month this time?”

“Blood sacrifice!” Sword Douluo spat out two words heavily.

“The gradual reduction of evil beliefs has caused Bibi Dong’s inheritance time to be extended indefinitely, and blood sacrifice has become her last way out.”

“The evil energy gathered to form a huge barrier, covering most of the million-strong army of the Rakshasa Empire, ranging from titled Douluo to ordinary soldiers. At this time, they all became resources for her to be promoted to Rakshasa God.”

Ning Rongrong took a breath of cold air: “I’m so crazy. Can such a crazy person become a god?”

Dugu Bo joked: “I’m not a serious god to begin with, so it’s not surprising that he does this.”

Shen Jianxin frowned and thought deeply, “Has Master tried the strength of that barrier?”

Sword Douluo sighed and said with a lonely expression: “No one who has to be a hundred-level god can break it.”

Shen Jian thought: “What if you have a divine weapon?”

Sword Douluo shook his head: “Senior Sword God’s artifact is here with me, but I can’t cut through the cracks, but I can’t get in.”

Shen Jianxin’s eyebrows stretched: “That’s enough, I have Senior Shura’s super artifact here.”

Sword Douluo’s eyes lit up: “Super divine weapon? A divine weapon that surpasses ordinary divine weapons?”

Shen Jianxin nodded: “Yes, the Shura Sword is the most powerful offensive weapon in the God Realm.”

“Back then, the King of Slaughter was able to exert the power of a false god with the Shura Sword. If it were in my hands, I would dare to touch a hundred-level god.”

Shen Jianxin’s voice was full of determination, and his eyes were filled with endless fighting spirit.

“Okay!” Sword Douluo shouted sharply, and suddenly stood up: “Let’s go, master and disciple, we will go to the front line now to eliminate this harm to the world.”

“Um.” Shen Jianxin hesitated: “Master, it’s a little inconvenient now.”

With that said, Shen Jianxin materialized the Shura Sword that had lost its tip from his body.

“As you can see, the Shura Sword is now somewhat damaged.”

“This, this, this” Sword Douluo’s eyes widened, but he couldn’t say a word for a long time.

The sword god’s artifact was with him, and he could not damage it even with all his strength, but the tip of the super artifact in Shen Jianxin’s hand was shattered.

Such a situation was completely impossible in Sword Douluo’s eyes.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and smiled: “Grandpa Jian, don’t worry, Shura Sword can still recover.”

“This situation is just that Brother Xing is taking the Shura Divine Test. As long as Brother Xing completely refines the Shura Sword, the Shura Sword will naturally return to its intact form.”

Sword Douluo let out a breath: “Jianxin, don’t gasp when you speak next. I’m old and my heart can’t stand the intense stimulation.”

“By the way, how long will it take for you to refine the Shura Sword? Bibi Dong can complete the breakthrough at any time, time waits for no one.”

Shen Jianxin stretched out her index finger awkwardly, curved it and made a sign with the number nine towards Sword Douluo.

“Nine days? That’s enough time.”

Shen Jianxin shook his head slightly.

Sword Douluo frowned slightly: “Ninety days?”

“Three months, there are a lot of changes.”

Shen Jianxin shook his head again: “It’s nine months.”

Sword Douluo froze on the spot and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, Sword Douluo spoke again: “Jianxin, please take Rongrong away. I’m here to support you.”

Shen Jianxin smiled and shook his head, “Master, I am not the kind of person who can only escape.”

“It’s just a god. What’s there to be afraid of? Being an enemy of the whole world means she’s destined to fail.”

With that said, Shen Jianxin solemnly took out two long lead boxes from the storage soul guide and handed them to Ning Rongrong’s hands.

“Rongrong, there are two soul bones inside. Tell Sister Xue that I won’t go back for the time being.”

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly: “Aren’t you going to help Xiao Xuexue awaken her martial spirit?”

Shen Jianxin smiled awkwardly and said: “I haven’t fulfilled my father’s responsibilities for six years, and suddenly I don’t dare to see her.”

“So, please.”

He handed the two lead boxes containing soul bones to Ning Rongrong again.

The tip of Ning Rongrong’s nose felt sore and tears suddenly fell down. She took the lead box and sobbed slightly: “Okay, let me help you go.”

“But you also have to remember that I will come back to you.”

Shen Jianxin smiled: “Of course, even if you don’t come to me, I will definitely come to you.”

After finishing speaking, Shen Jianxin turned to look at Dugu Bo beside him: “Old man, I’m not worried about Rongrong going back alone. Could you please give me a ride?”

Dugu Bo nodded with a heavy expression and turned to the sobbing Ning Rongrong: “Let’s go, Rongrong.”

Ning Rongrong wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Shen Jianxin affectionately: “Let’s go, Elder Dugu.”

Reluctantly bidding farewell to Rongrong and Dugu Bo, Sword Douluo sighed softly: “Jianxin, why do you have to do this?”

Shen Jianxin smiled and said: “Master, you can always hide it from others, but you can’t hide it from me.”

“When you decided to speed up your inheritance as the Sword God, you were already prepared to die together with Bibi Dong.”

“You can’t succeed without me.”

Sword Douluo smiled and shook his head: “That girl Rongrong must have noticed it, otherwise, with her temperament, she wouldn’t leave so easily.”

Shen Jianxin stared into the distance, recalling in his mind Ning Rongrong’s clumsy appearance in front of him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“Only the sword and the girl cannot be let down.”

“Master, this time we, master and disciple, work together to meet Bibi Dong.”

Sword Douluo glanced at Shen Jianxin: “Then you still haven’t unlocked the seal in my body? You don’t have a sword and you don’t have a girl. Do you want me to follow you to deliver food?”

Shen Jianxin chuckled: “I’ll untie it for you, I’ll untie it for you.”