Chapter 279
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Chapter 279
Things were going well. The Life Transformation elders were activating abilities Chikere knew would fully reveal to them that the man shed pointed out was a Twin Soul sect member. Once he was exposed, they could just stab him and be done with it. The people here could grow to trust them for removing a traitor and everything would be fine.
But of course shed forgotten that people were weird. Elders Sarka and Adelina had not used their detection abilities earlier because they were a bit invasive, and she saw from their faces the confirmation, but there was no stabbing. Or firing or icing.
Ah right. Politics. Probably some people up front were friends with who they thought the sword guy was, or were even actually in cahoots with the traitors. But as the pressure of angry glares bore down on Chikere, she stood firm. The sword guys look was especially sharp, but if Chikere was afraid of sharp, she would have scared herself to death long ago.
The sword guy spoke up again. Thats a pretty wild accusation to be throwing around, junior. What evidence do you have?
Thats pretty easy. Your sword is made by their guy, and they all have a feeling to them.
Hmm the noise came from someone in the group up above, but Chikere couldnt pick them out for some reason. There werent that many old dudes up there, but it was still hard to place. Iiinteresting, the voice mumbled. But nobody else seemed to acknowledge it.
This sword? the man raised an eyebrow. You say it marks me as some member of a traitorous sect?
I guarantee it, Chikere stared swords back at him. Some people stared daggers, but they just didnt know how to do a proper look. If she tried a little bit harder, she might make the guys eyes bleed.
Well, good for me then, the man smiled happily. I just so happened to have picked this off someone I killed. He was a traitor, hmm?
No, Chikere said. Its you. Because that sword was made specifically for your hand seven weeks ago.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.
Stop making things up, the man said sternly. This is no place for games. Which sect is she from?
It was eight weeks, a low but powerful voice said from one of the positions among the visiting cultivators. As it spoke, Chikere felt a sudden sense of danger. Like she was sliced in half except she wasnt. And it wasnt targeted at her. Where had that sword come from? And also the person holding it at his side. He hadnt been there had he? An old man casually stood up from a seat, strolling over to the sword guy. Perhaps he had been there. He certainly didnt look like much. Hadnt looked like much. But now Chikere wanted to fight him. Even if it meant dying. The old man held a sword in his hand- not his own, but the blade of the sword guy. You said this sword is the mark of a traitor? Ive sensed blades of this master before. Mostly recently. I do agree, theyre quite distinctive. He casually held the blade against the throat of the man. So, you found this sword on someone, you said? Interesting.
Nobody said anything. The group of cultivators below were waiting to see what happened, and everyone else among the council that had been waiting seemed to be too intimidated to speak. So Chikere spoke. Are you sure it was eight weeks? she frowned. I thought it was seven.
That would depend on your opinion, the old man said as he continued to casually hold the blade against the others throat. When is a sword a sword? When the metal first touches fire, when the blade is quenched for the final time, or when it finishes being sharpened?
The last one, Chikere said. Or when it falls off the tree.
The old man cocked his head. ... tree?
Chikere hefted up one of her swords, still in its sheath. This one grew on a tree on the moon.
Oh. Everhearts place. The man clicked his tongue. I never trusted that guy close enough to throw him. But I heard that it was quite an interesting trip.
Umm, one of the few women on the gathered council spoke up. Swordmaster Rahayu, I believe you will have opportunities to continue that conversation later. I trust your word that the sword was made when you said, but does that preclude it from being something Elder Lestari got from an enemy cultivator?
Oh yes, the old man nodded. It was absolutely made specifically for his hands.
What a waste, Chikere commented.
Right? the old man grinned toothlessly. Anyway, you got something to say in your defense? It shouldnt be that hard to figure out where you got this sword, but the thing is I already know. So why did you lie about it?
Chikere really wanted to keep going, but he had a point. She was ravenous, and there was the slight issue that she might bleed to death if she didnt close up some of the wounds. And she had more than enough battle to digest for a while.
... where are we? Chikere asked after eating the first plate of food. All she could see around them was a little hut and a small copse of trees. There wasnt even forest beyond it. Just nothing.
Home, he said. Pretty good energy up here, apprentice.
Apprentice? she said questioningly. My name is Chikere. She looked around. Do you have an apprentice?
Rahayu, the man said. And the apprentice is you.
Oh, she nodded. Okay. Does that mean we get to fight more?
In a minute, yeah. First tell me why youre here.
I presume because you brought me here.
Not here. Blackstone Harbor. Or Aicenith in general.
Whats an Aicenith?
Continent, he said.
People name those? Chikere frowned. I suppose that makes sense. I dont know the name of ours. But were here to warn people about the coming invasion. Everheart warned about it. I know you dont like him, but-
Eh, he said. When will it be?
A few decades? she said. Im not quite sure.
Well, doesnt have much to do with me, then, Rahayu shrugged. Probably. Unless they hurry it up.
Were supposed to convince people to prepare to fight people who had ascended. There are some techniques- not only from Everheart. Chikere swung her sword, demonstrating one of them. They disrupt their energy. Were here to teach people about that and make sure theyre preparing to fight however they want. Also the Twin Soul Sect thing, since they work for them.
Alright, the old man nodded. But why are you here?
... to fight people.
Good enough. Lets get back to it then. Maybe I can improve that technique you showed me, his sword swept through the air, making her skin tingle. Its far too general for my tastes. Gotta have the right edge for a sword.
Yeah, Chikere nodded. Good idea. I havent had time to do that yet.
Then lets get started. I know at least one or two things a young folk like you should learn, but I really dont like teaching idiots. Chikere blocked his sword as it stabbed straight for her heart. For real this time, but she actually stopped it. Good, you have plenty of potential. Some people arent ready and make the trip down the mountain the hard way.
His earlier references had indicated they were high up, but upon looking around more carefully Chikere realized the reason there was only the hut and a small copse. There was nothing else around, even ground. Just sheer cliffs. Was that a skeleton at the bottom? Well, didnt matter. This guy had a lot of experience, and she needed to fight it out of him.
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Chapter 279
Things were going well. The Life Transformation elders were activating abilities Chikere knew would fully reveal to them that the man shed pointed out was a Twin Soul sect member. Once he was exposed, they could just stab him and be done with it. The people here could grow to trust them for removing a traitor and everything would be fine.
But of course shed forgotten that people were weird. Elders Sarka and Adelina had not used their detection abilities earlier because they were a bit invasive, and she saw from their faces the confirmation, but there was no stabbing. Or firing or icing.
Ah right. Politics. Probably some people up front were friends with who they thought the sword guy was, or were even actually in cahoots with the traitors. But as the pressure of angry glares bore down on Chikere, she stood firm. The sword guys look was especially sharp, but if Chikere was afraid of sharp, she would have scared herself to death long ago.
The sword guy spoke up again. Thats a pretty wild accusation to be throwing around, junior. What evidence do you have?
Thats pretty easy. Your sword is made by their guy, and they all have a feeling to them.
Hmm the noise came from someone in the group up above, but Chikere couldnt pick them out for some reason. There werent that many old dudes up there, but it was still hard to place. Iiinteresting, the voice mumbled. But nobody else seemed to acknowledge it.
This sword? the man raised an eyebrow. You say it marks me as some member of a traitorous sect?
I guarantee it, Chikere stared swords back at him. Some people stared daggers, but they just didnt know how to do a proper look. If she tried a little bit harder, she might make the guys eyes bleed.
Well, good for me then, the man smiled happily. I just so happened to have picked this off someone I killed. He was a traitor, hmm?
No, Chikere said. Its you. Because that sword was made specifically for your hand seven weeks ago.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñòv€l-B1n.
Stop making things up, the man said sternly. This is no place for games. Which sect is she from?
It was eight weeks, a low but powerful voice said from one of the positions among the visiting cultivators. As it spoke, Chikere felt a sudden sense of danger. Like she was sliced in half except she wasnt. And it wasnt targeted at her. Where had that sword come from? And also the person holding it at his side. He hadnt been there had he? An old man casually stood up from a seat, strolling over to the sword guy. Perhaps he had been there. He certainly didnt look like much. Hadnt looked like much. But now Chikere wanted to fight him. Even if it meant dying. The old man held a sword in his hand- not his own, but the blade of the sword guy. You said this sword is the mark of a traitor? Ive sensed blades of this master before. Mostly recently. I do agree, theyre quite distinctive. He casually held the blade against the throat of the man. So, you found this sword on someone, you said? Interesting.
Nobody said anything. The group of cultivators below were waiting to see what happened, and everyone else among the council that had been waiting seemed to be too intimidated to speak. So Chikere spoke. Are you sure it was eight weeks? she frowned. I thought it was seven.
That would depend on your opinion, the old man said as he continued to casually hold the blade against the others throat. When is a sword a sword? When the metal first touches fire, when the blade is quenched for the final time, or when it finishes being sharpened?
The last one, Chikere said. Or when it falls off the tree.
The old man cocked his head. ... tree?
Chikere hefted up one of her swords, still in its sheath. This one grew on a tree on the moon.
Oh. Everhearts place. The man clicked his tongue. I never trusted that guy close enough to throw him. But I heard that it was quite an interesting trip.
Umm, one of the few women on the gathered council spoke up. Swordmaster Rahayu, I believe you will have opportunities to continue that conversation later. I trust your word that the sword was made when you said, but does that preclude it from being something Elder Lestari got from an enemy cultivator?
Oh yes, the old man nodded. It was absolutely made specifically for his hands.
What a waste, Chikere commented.
Right? the old man grinned toothlessly. Anyway, you got something to say in your defense? It shouldnt be that hard to figure out where you got this sword, but the thing is I already know. So why did you lie about it?
Chikere really wanted to keep going, but he had a point. She was ravenous, and there was the slight issue that she might bleed to death if she didnt close up some of the wounds. And she had more than enough battle to digest for a while.
... where are we? Chikere asked after eating the first plate of food. All she could see around them was a little hut and a small copse of trees. There wasnt even forest beyond it. Just nothing.
Home, he said. Pretty good energy up here, apprentice.
Apprentice? she said questioningly. My name is Chikere. She looked around. Do you have an apprentice?
Rahayu, the man said. And the apprentice is you.
Oh, she nodded. Okay. Does that mean we get to fight more?
In a minute, yeah. First tell me why youre here.
I presume because you brought me here.
Not here. Blackstone Harbor. Or Aicenith in general.
Whats an Aicenith?
Continent, he said.
People name those? Chikere frowned. I suppose that makes sense. I dont know the name of ours. But were here to warn people about the coming invasion. Everheart warned about it. I know you dont like him, but-
Eh, he said. When will it be?
A few decades? she said. Im not quite sure.
Well, doesnt have much to do with me, then, Rahayu shrugged. Probably. Unless they hurry it up.
Were supposed to convince people to prepare to fight people who had ascended. There are some techniques- not only from Everheart. Chikere swung her sword, demonstrating one of them. They disrupt their energy. Were here to teach people about that and make sure theyre preparing to fight however they want. Also the Twin Soul Sect thing, since they work for them.
Alright, the old man nodded. But why are you here?
... to fight people.
Good enough. Lets get back to it then. Maybe I can improve that technique you showed me, his sword swept through the air, making her skin tingle. Its far too general for my tastes. Gotta have the right edge for a sword.
Yeah, Chikere nodded. Good idea. I havent had time to do that yet.
Then lets get started. I know at least one or two things a young folk like you should learn, but I really dont like teaching idiots. Chikere blocked his sword as it stabbed straight for her heart. For real this time, but she actually stopped it. Good, you have plenty of potential. Some people arent ready and make the trip down the mountain the hard way.
His earlier references had indicated they were high up, but upon looking around more carefully Chikere realized the reason there was only the hut and a small copse. There was nothing else around, even ground. Just sheer cliffs. Was that a skeleton at the bottom? Well, didnt matter. This guy had a lot of experience, and she needed to fight it out of him.
Chapter 279Things were going well. The Life Transformation elders were activating abilities Chikere knew would fully reveal to them that the man shed pointed out was a Twin Soul sect member. Once he was exposed, they could just stab him and be done with it. The people here could grow to trust them for removing a traitor and everything would be fine.But of course shed forgotten that people were weird. Elders Sarka and Adelina had not used their detection abilities earlier because they were a bit invasive, and she saw from their faces the confirmation, but there was no stabbing. Or firing or icing.Ah right. Politics. Probably some people up front were friends with who they thought the sword guy was, or were even actually in cahoots with the traitors. But as the pressure of angry glares bore down on Chikere, she stood firm. The sword guys look was especially sharp, but if Chikere was afraid of sharp, she would have scared herself to death long ago.The sword guy spoke up again. Thats a pretty wild accusation to be throwing around, junior. What evidence do you have? Thats pretty easy. Your sword is made by their guy, and they all have a feeling to them.Hmm the noise came from someone in the group up above, but Chikere couldnt pick them out for some reason. There werent that many old dudes up there, but it was still hard to place. Iiinteresting, the voice mumbled. But nobody else seemed to acknowledge it.This sword? the man raised an eyebrow. You say it marks me as some member of a traitorous sect?I guarantee it, Chikere stared swords back at him. Some people stared daggers, but they just didnt know how to do a proper look. If she tried a little bit harder, she might make the guys eyes bleed. Well, good for me then, the man smiled happily. I just so happened to have picked this off someone I killed. He was a traitor, hmm?No, Chikere said. Its you. Because that sword was made specifically for your hand seven weeks ago.The debut release of this chapter happened at Novl-B1n.Stop making things up, the man said sternly. This is no place for games. Which sect is she from?It was eight weeks, a low but powerful voice said from one of the positions among the visiting cultivators. As it spoke, Chikere felt a sudden sense of danger. Like she was sliced in half except she wasnt. And it wasnt targeted at her. Where had that sword come from? And also the person holding it at his side. He hadnt been there had he? An old man casually stood up from a seat, strolling over to the sword guy. Perhaps he had been there. He certainly didnt look like much. Hadnt looked like much. But now Chikere wanted to fight him. Even if it meant dying. The old man held a sword in his hand- not his own, but the blade of the sword guy. You said this sword is the mark of a traitor? Ive sensed blades of this master before. Mostly recently. I do agree, theyre quite distinctive. He casually held the blade against the throat of the man. So, you found this sword on someone, you said? Interesting.Nobody said anything. The group of cultivators below were waiting to see what happened, and everyone else among the council that had been waiting seemed to be too intimidated to speak. So Chikere spoke. Are you sure it was eight weeks? she frowned. I thought it was seven.That would depend on your opinion, the old man said as he continued to casually hold the blade against the others throat. When is a sword a sword? When the metal first touches fire, when the blade is quenched for the final time, or when it finishes being sharpened?The last one, Chikere said. Or when it falls off the tree.The old man cocked his head. ... tree?Chikere hefted up one of her swords, still in its sheath. This one grew on a tree on the moon.Oh. Everhearts place. The man clicked his tongue. I never trusted that guy close enough to throw him. But I heard that it was quite an interesting trip.Umm, one of the few women on the gathered council spoke up. Swordmaster Rahayu, I believe you will have opportunities to continue that conversation later. I trust your word that the sword was made when you said, but does that preclude it from being something Elder Lestari got from an enemy cultivator?Oh yes, the old man nodded. It was absolutely made specifically for his hands.What a waste, Chikere commented.Right? the old man grinned toothlessly. Anyway, you got something to say in your defense? It shouldnt be that hard to figure out where you got this sword, but the thing is I already know. So why did you lie about it?Chikere really wanted to keep going, but he had a point. She was ravenous, and there was the slight issue that she might bleed to death if she didnt close up some of the wounds. And she had more than enough battle to digest for a while.... where are we? Chikere asked after eating the first plate of food. All she could see around them was a little hut and a small copse of trees. There wasnt even forest beyond it. Just nothing.Home, he said. Pretty good energy up here, apprentice.Apprentice? she said questioningly. My name is Chikere. She looked around. Do you have an apprentice?Rahayu, the man said. And the apprentice is you.Oh, she nodded. Okay. Does that mean we get to fight more?In a minute, yeah. First tell me why youre here.I presume because you brought me here.Not here. Blackstone Harbor. Or Aicenith in general.Whats an Aicenith?Continent, he said.People name those? Chikere frowned. I suppose that makes sense. I dont know the name of ours. But were here to warn people about the coming invasion. Everheart warned about it. I know you dont like him, but-Eh, he said. When will it be?A few decades? she said. Im not quite sure.Well, doesnt have much to do with me, then, Rahayu shrugged. Probably. Unless they hurry it up.Were supposed to convince people to prepare to fight people who had ascended. There are some techniques- not only from Everheart. Chikere swung her sword, demonstrating one of them. They disrupt their energy. Were here to teach people about that and make sure theyre preparing to fight however they want. Also the Twin Soul Sect thing, since they work for them.Alright, the old man nodded. But why are you here?... to fight people.Good enough. Lets get back to it then. Maybe I can improve that technique you showed me, his sword swept through the air, making her skin tingle. Its far too general for my tastes. Gotta have the right edge for a sword.Yeah, Chikere nodded. Good idea. I havent had time to do that yet.Then lets get started. I know at least one or two things a young folk like you should learn, but I really dont like teaching idiots. Chikere blocked his sword as it stabbed straight for her heart. For real this time, but she actually stopped it. Good, you have plenty of potential. Some people arent ready and make the trip down the mountain the hard way.His earlier references had indicated they were high up, but upon looking around more carefully Chikere realized the reason there was only the hut and a small copse. There was nothing else around, even ground. Just sheer cliffs. Was that a skeleton at the bottom? Well, didnt matter. This guy had a lot of experience, and she needed to fight it out of him.
