bookpower Chapter 824 Frost Sword Finds Its Master
Chapter 824 Frost Sword Finds Its Master
Jinbao noticed something immediately. It stopped eating its fish snack and stared at Zhouzhou's bag, its fur almost standing on end.
How much stuff did Zhouzhou bring back this time!
With a sudden realization, Zhouzhou quickly opened her bag and pulled out a sword.
Excitedly, she exclaimed, "Uncle General, are you finally willing to talk to me?"
Ever since they left the illusionary realm, he had remained silent, not responding to anything Zhouzhou said. She had feared he would ignore her forever. But today, something seemed to have changed.
The others were confused, not knowing who Zhouzhou was talking to, but Jinbao saw everything clearly. It sniffed the air and was surprised to sense a spiritual presence within the sword.
And judging by its aura, it seemed to have accumulated a significant amount of virtue, similar to Ye Lingfeng and Xi Mo.
It must have been forged through many battles, drinking the blood of countless enemies.
The power contained in this sword...
Jinbao's eyes gleamed with excitement. If it could eat this sword, how much strength could it gain?
Unable to control itself, Jinbao pounced toward the sword.
Sensing danger, the sword moved, its tip pointing directly at Jinbao, ready to strike.
Startled, Zhouzhou rushed over and hugged the sword. "No, no, don't be impulsive!"
Jinbao, frightened by the sword's sharpness, rolled away in a panic, landing on the ground, its eyes now filled with wariness.
Zhouzhou looked down at Jinbao and scolded softly, "Jinbao, don't be reckless. Uncle General is a good person."
Oh, now he's a good person? Recalling when she used to call him "Bad Uncle," the general chuckled softly, and his figure emerged from the sword. His gaze briefly passed over Jinbao but showed no interest in it.
He looked around and, with a rare smile, said, "You've taken good care of this place."
Wei Feng, being someone from Sanqing Temple with a celestial eye, observed the man for a moment, frowning slightly before asking Zhouzhou, "Zhouzhou, how did you meet him?"
This person was clearly no ordinary figure.
Zhouzhou couldn't reveal the truth about her mission, so she quickly made up a story, saying they met while traveling. Wei Feng didn't question it further. Hearing her mention breaking a formation in a tomb scared him, but knowing she had escaped unharmed brought him relief.
Helplessly, he tapped her forehead. "You're so brave, going wherever you please."
Zhouzhou blinked and giggled. Then, she turned back to the general, asking, "Uncle, you still haven't told me why you came out today."
"I sensed a peaceful aura."
"Huh? A peaceful aura?" Zhouzhou tilted her head in confusion.
Ancestral Master suddenly understood and whispered in Zhouzhou's ear, "He was a general who fought for peace. The safety and happiness of the people are his lifelong wish."
"Zhouzhou, you should take him around. Help him fulfill his wish and move on to reincarnation. Once you do, not only will the sword fully recognize you as its master, but you'll also gain a lot of virtue."
"Alright."
After saying goodbye to them, Ye Lingfeng left with his team.
In truth, he was on his way to complete a mission, and bringing the general along was just a convenient afterthought.
The general stayed close to Ye Lingfeng, silently watching as he got into a vehicle where other members of the Dragon Group were already waiting.
Soon, they donned their gear and boarded a helicopter, heading toward their destination.
Even though the general didn't understand their clothing, he could grasp the situation from their expressions and conversations.
Ye Lingfeng paid no attention to his presence, fully focused on distributing tasks.
Before long, the helicopter landed.
The team rappelled down quickly, and under Ye Lingfeng's command, they neutralized their target with precision.
As soon as one mission was completed, they headed straight for the next.
Coincidentally, their tasks spanned different directions across the east, south, west, and north.
The changing landscapes along the way caught the general's attention, but more than that, he keenly sensed the distinct cultural atmosphere of each place.
It was peaceful--something he had never experienced before.
While aboard the helicopter, the general took the opportunity to leave his seat and soar outside. After all, in his current spectral form, he didn't have to worry about falling.
The scenes below unfolded clearly before him.
Turning back to glance at Ye Lingfeng, a hint of understanding flickered in his eyes.
In truth, no matter the era, there are always people shouldering heavy burdens behind the scenes.
But fortunately, the people of today are happy and living well.
With that thought, he chuckled softly and returned to the cabin without saying a word.
By the time they returned, it was New Year's Eve. As Ye Lingfeng stepped into the Qin family home, something sharp nicked his finger. He looked down to find Frost Sword at his side. A drop of blood fell onto the blade, and a white light flashed.
Suddenly, he heard the general's voice in his mind.
"I thought about it, and this sword suits you better. That little chubby girl is too short--she's not imposing enough when wielding it. It's embarrassing."
"Take good care of Frost Sword. It's yours now. I'm leaving."
And with that, the voice faded.
Ye Lingfeng stood there, stunned.
Did I just take the sword meant for my daughter?
Zhouzhou is going to be furious!