Yang Tian couldn't understand the Nine Tribulations Sword's feeling of being neglected. Even if he could, he would only say, 'Who gave you the confidence to think you're more appealing than Medusa?'
Back to the main topic, what's so powerful about the Nine Tribulations Sword? Nothing particularly powerful; it's not even in the same league as the Grass Character Sword Art. But to be able to steal the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique with an epic theft coupon, that's definitely a sure profit!
Even if he drew the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique with a legendary coupon, Yang Tian wouldn't feel it was a loss.
The Nine Tribulations Sword was created by a Great Dao Supreme to cultivate the strongest sword for a generation's favored son of destiny.
It is composed of nine parts: the sword tip, sword edge, sword blade, sword soul, sword guard, sword tongue, sword hilt, sword pommel, and sword tassel. Each part acquired grants different functions, making it a divine weapon that follows its master to dominate the Nine Heavens and fulfill its master's duties.
However, Yang Tian currently only possesses the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique, so he can't access the various abilities of the Nine Tribulations Sword. Fortunately, he still has the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword, which complements the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique quite well.
The Nine Tribulations Sword has nine sections, and its sword technique also has nine parts, each with four stances.
Sword Tip:
A single cold gleam, ten thousand rays of light,
What harm if all under heaven are slaughtered?
Deeply buried, the sharp ambition remains unchanged,
Once the winds and clouds gather, he is king.
Sword Edge:
A glorious, ancient sword edge,
Traversing winds and clouds, east and west,
Sun and moon as body, thunder as general,
Splitting mountains and breaking peaks, the sky bleeds red.
Sword Blade:
A single blade across the sky, ten thousand ages of autumn,
This road to the Yellow Springs leads to the Nine Nethers,
Cutting off the sentimental in the mortal world,
Where the sharp edge reaches, all ceases.
Sword Guard: (Mainly for defense!)
Iron walls and bronze ramparts, the battle never ends,
Having this in life, what more could one ask for?
Winds and clouds gather from the Nine Heavens,
While I live, you have no worries.
Sword Tongue:
Hidden edge, concealed light, the night is not yet over,
Strategizing, the sun and moon are long,
Rather hide one's entire life,
Than exchange for a frenzy of slaughter in the Azure Sky.
Sword Hilt:
The power of life and death I command,
Fingers clench, the sky threatens to fall,
Nine tribulations, nine dispersals, winds and clouds gather,
Beyond the Nine Heavens, blood is like ink.
Sword Pommel:
Great clumsiness, no edge, the sky threatens to sink,
No blade, no cold, the sword intent is chilling,
Only in life and death is the sword's severity known,
Only through vicissitudes is the silent soul understood.
Sword Tassel:
Light as a dream, a dream also floats,
In a sea of blood and mountains of bones, a graceful dance,
Wielding the sword for a thousand miles, sir, do not ask,
Life and death, side by side, to the Nine Heavens.
Self-created Sword Technique:
Corpses in the palm, as high as mountains,
Pools of blood beneath the sword, waves surge,
The mortal world is inherently a path of ruthlessness,
Slaughtering all under heaven, never sheathing the blade.
Yang Tian closed his eyes and concentrated, receiving the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique transmitted by the system. It was quite a coincidence, as Yang Tian was about to travel the continent as a swordsman, and the system delivered him such a powerful sword technique.
"It's great that even the last generation sword master's self-created sword technique was stolen," Yang Tian's lips curled slightly, and he then focused on comprehending the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique.
Forty sword stances, each with infinite power, each with its unique artistic conception.
The night passed quickly, Yang Tian remained motionless, completely immersed in the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique.
The sun was high when the doorbell suddenly rang, and Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes. He had a preliminary grasp of the Nine Tribulations Sword Technique, but to fully comprehend its essence, he would need to continue studying it in the future.
At this moment, the doorbell rang
again. Yang Tian got up and opened the door.
Shui Bing'er, dressed in a light blue long dress, her waist gently cinched by a silk ribbon, accentuating her slender figure. She stood gracefully outside the door, her long, wavy, sapphire-blue hair cascading over her shoulders, her fair face adorned with delicate features, and her jewel-like eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.
She had only received her father's notification this morning, saying that he wanted to invite the swordsman to be a guest at the City Lord's Mansion. And the task of leading this invitation fell to Shui Bing'er.
Shui Bing'er was also incredibly surprised upon hearing this news, and immediately returned to her room, opened her dressing table, and applied a delicate, light make-up.
The door opened, and Shui Bing'er nervously looked up, her eyes meeting Yang Tian's.
After seeing Shui Bing'er, a hint of suspicion flashed in Yang Tian's eyes, but he quickly realized who it was. This blue-themed, yet elegant and beautiful outfit, combined with a top-tier beauty not inferior to the three Shrek girls, could only be Shui Bing'er.
As Yang Tian was observing Shui Bing'er, Shui Bing'er was also observing Yang Tian. However, Yang Tian was as always, dressed in white as snow, with an ethereal aura, and the exposed lower half of his face was flawless, without any imperfections.
"Why is he still wearing a mask even in the hotel?" Shui Bing'er felt a little disappointed; she had thought that by inviting the swordsman to the hotel, she might get a glimpse of his face.
"Shui Bing'er?" A magnetic voice rang out, awakening Shui Bing'er from her trance.
"Ah? I, you, how do you know my name?" Shui Bing'er asked nervously, then stared at Yang Tian in confusion.
Yang Tian pursed his lips slightly, then said, "I've heard that Shui Bing'er of Tianshui City is naturally beautiful, a peerless beauty, captivating cities and kingdoms. If you are not Shui Bing'er, then is there a woman in Tianshui City more beautiful than you?"
Hearing Yang Tian's subtle compliment, Shui Bing'er's pretty face flushed slightly, and she then shyly said, "It's not that exaggerated, really, it's just rumors. It doesn't live up to the name. Unlike Sir Swordsman, who truly lives up to his reputation, a heavenly prodigy, unparalleled in grace."
Shui Bing'er, who usually had the demeanor of an older sister, now displayed a charming shyness, which made Yang Tian's eyes light up.
At this moment, Shui Bing'er finally remembered her task for the day, and immediately said sincerely, "Sir Swordsman, my father has already prepared a banquet to entertain you."
Yang Tian nodded, closed the door behind him, and then said, "Thank you, Bing'er, for leading the way."
Yang Tian's intimate address made Shui Bing'er feel a hint of shyness, but she wasn't angry; instead, she was somewhat pleased. At least this proved Yang Tian's friendly intentions, didn't it?
"Sir Swordsman, can Bing'er ask you a few questions?" Inside the luxurious carriage, Shui Bing'er and Yang Tian sat opposite each other. To avoid a quiet atmosphere during the journey, Shui Bing'er began to look for topics of conversation.
Yang Tian heard her and said, "Bing'er, just ask whatever you want. But please don't call me 'Sir'; it makes me feel old. Hmm, you can just call me Swordsman, just treat me as a friend, no need to be so formal."
Shui Bing'er's face showed a hint of joy upon receiving Yang Tian's permission, and then she asked curiously, "Then, what is your real name?"
Yang Tian heard this, gave a wry smile, and shook his head slightly. Seeing this, Shui Bing'er stuck out her tongue and quickly changed the question, saying, "Swordsman, how old are you? My father said you're not even sixteen yet."
Yang Tian could answer this question, so he said, "I am… thirteen and a half, I think. I should be a bit younger than you." Yang Tian vaguely remembered that in the original work, Shui Bing'er participated in the Elite Competition when she was fifteen or sixteen.
Hearing Yang Tian's answer, Shui Bing'er immediately exclaimed, "You, you're actually a year younger than me?!"
Yang Tian nodded gently. Because Spirit Masters absorbing spirit rings promotes their development, one spirit ring roughly shortens a Spirit Master's development time by about two years. Therefore, Yang Tian's development was already at the level of an eighteen-year-old.
Shui Bing'er, at one meter sixty-five, had a well-proportioned and shapely figure, which was considered normal.
Her sapphire-like beautiful eyes scrutinized Yang Tian, and Shui Bing'er eventually accepted the fact that Yang Tian was a year younger than her. After all, Yang Tian's talent was so good, it was only natural for him to cultivate quickly.