Chapter 240 Flying Sword

After bidding farewell to Davis and Zhu Zhuyun, Chen Xuan left Star Luo City with his daughter, preparing to return to the Heaven Dou Empire.

Instead of using the Flying Thunder God to rush back, he called for a fast carriage to take them away from Star Luo. They traveled through the wilderness toward Heaven Dou City.

The main reason was that Chen Xuan felt flying would be too windy and worried that little Qiu'er wouldn't be able to handle it. He wanted her to be more comfortable—after all, she was his precious daughter, and he couldn't bear to let her suffer.

"Heaven Dou Empire, you really haven't disappointed me." A murderous glint flashed in Chen Xuan's eyes.

From Davis, he had learned that they had once captured a group of assassins who attempted to kill Qiu'er. After severe torture, the assassins finally revealed the truth.

Those people did not belong to Heaven Dou directly, but they were from a vassal state under its influence, essentially doing Heaven Dou Empire's dirty work.

At first, Chen Xuan suspected it was the work of Spirit Hall. After all, Bibi Dong, that crazy woman, was capable of anything. The mysterious deaths of many young talents were often linked to Spirit Hall.

However, reality had proved otherwise. It turned out that the so-called righteous Heaven Dou Empire was responsible. That was something he had never expected—his daughter's life was targeted by Heaven Dou itself.

Now, even Heaven Dou wasn't safe. In fact, it was possibly more dangerous than Star Luo.

Chen Xuan gently stroked little Qiu'er's head and spoke warmly, "You'll have to endure a little hardship for now. Stay in the palace for a while, and once Daddy takes care of things, you'll be free to go out and play."

"Ah… oh… alright, I understand, Daddy." Chen Qiu'er pouted, feeling frustrated, her little face full of disappointment.

Chen Xuan looked out the window at the blue sky, his heart already set on his next course of action. Some matters needed to be expedited.

Although the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace was safe, he couldn't have his family live there forever. Whether for his daughter, his loved ones, or himself, it was time to clean things up.

"Emperor Xue Ye, you are old and frail. It seems you don't want to live much longer." A surge of anger rose in Chen Xuan's heart.

Regardless of whether this incident was directly ordered by Emperor Xue Ye, the old man was definitely involved. Without his permission, who would dare act recklessly?

Chen Xuan believed that rulers who had lived for over a hundred years and held supreme power were rarely pure-hearted. Their hands were stained with blood—otherwise, they wouldn't have reached such heights.

Now, Emperor Xue Ye was bedridden with illness, and security around him had only grown tighter, making it impossible for ordinary people to get close.

"Breaking in by force is out of the question. I need to plan carefully," Chen Xuan muttered to himself. The best approach was to outwit them rather than charge in recklessly.

After all, even for him, handling multiple top-tier experts at once would be overwhelming, with the risk of failure.

Unlike the Star Luo Empire, Heaven Dou had multiple titled Douluo, a large number of Soul Douluo and Soul Saints, and an army of millions.

Even a place like Heaven Dou Academy had three Soul Douluo stationed there, showing the immense power of their Soul Masters.

Time passed quickly as the carriage continued its journey, crossing vast grasslands before arriving at a brightly lit town.

By the time they stopped for the night, the sun had already set, and the sky was dark.

Chen Xuan chose not to travel overnight. Instead, he rented a room and let Qiu'er rest properly on the bed.

Meanwhile, he climbed onto the roof, letting the evening breeze brush past him under the moonlight. From his system storage, he retrieved an item that had been sealed away for a long time.

It was a silver short sword and a golden scroll filled with dense writing—thousands of characters, written in intricate, cryptic symbols.

These runes and glyphs were highly profound and incomprehensible. Even if someone else obtained this sword scripture, they wouldn't be able to practice it because they wouldn't understand a single word.

Even Chen Xuan needed the system's help to decipher and comprehend the scripture. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to understand it at all.

Even so, back then, he had barely reached the entry level. He found it incredibly difficult to control the flying sword, which was why, seven or eight years ago, when he escorted Xiao Wu back to the Star Dou Forest, he had been pushed to such desperate straits.

Now, Chen Xuan wanted to practice the flying sword techniques recorded in the golden scroll once again. Mastering them would enhance both his close-quarters and long-range combat abilities, allowing him to strike unexpectedly.

By then, he would have more confidence in dealing with the people of Heaven Dou Empire.

"The harder something is to master, the more extraordinary it proves to be." Chen Xuan's eyes shone brightly.

The reason he failed to succeed in the past was mainly due to his weak spiritual power and soul strength, which prevented him from controlling the flying sword or comprehending the scripture fully.

But now, things were different. His spiritual power was incredibly strong, far surpassing that of a titled Douluo. He should be able to handle it.

"System, you've screwed me over so many times—now it's your turn to be useful." Chen Xuan called upon the unreliable system, demanding it translate the golden scroll's scripture.

The system, knowing it was at fault, wisely complied, decoding and translating the golden script into readable text that even an ordinary person could understand.

"This is much better." Chen Xuan was in high spirits. Now, he could finally read it instead of struggling to decipher it character by character. The system, for once, had done something right.

He then unleashed his spiritual power, guiding the silver short sword to hover in midair, tracing special trajectories as he began practicing various techniques.

Closing his eyes, Chen Xuan entered a state of deep comprehension, studying the latter parts of the scripture.

Clang!

The silver short sword trembled, humming continuously as it emitted a radiant silver glow, circling around Chen Xuan at increasing speeds, forming a silver arc that looked remarkably powerful.

The latter half of the sword scripture was extremely profound and highly difficult to master, yet it remained fundamentally straightforward—anyone with strong enough spiritual power could learn it.

In essence, the flying sword technique relied on immense spiritual power to control objects, achieving the effect of wielding a flying sword. However, it lacked significant destructive power in its basic form. That was why mastering the latter half of the scripture—where sword runes were cultivated—was essential for true completion.

Zzzt!

The silver short sword glowed, suddenly crackling with lightning. Its speed instantly doubled.

"Hmm? It actually worked?" Chen Xuan was surprised. He had only attempted to infuse it with lightning, but it had succeeded effortlessly—an unexpected outcome.

Encouraged, he tried again, this time adding wind chakra. With a buzz, wind blades formed around the sword's surface, greatly increasing its lethality.

To his astonishment, combining both wind and lightning attributes yielded even greater results. The flying sword's speed and damage potential surged, even without the sword runes fully activated. Its destructive power was already formidable.

Whoosh!

A blinding sword light flashed as the short sword slashed outward. In an instant, a grinding stone in the courtyard was cleanly split in half.

Chen Xuan was surprised—he hadn't felt any resistance at all, as if he had sliced through tofu instead of solid rock.

He continued practicing in the courtyard, refining his control. The short sword responded more smoothly, its movements becoming increasingly precise.

Whoosh!

The silver short sword danced through the air, weaving like a shimmering silver ribbon, cutting through the grinding stone multiple times with deadly precision.

By the time he recalled the flying sword, the once-intact grinding stone had been reduced to hundreds of tiny fragments scattered across the courtyard—a testament to his powerful spiritual control.

"Should I take a different approach?" Chen Xuan murmured, realizing something. If he could control objects, could he craft a larger sword to use for flight?

His thoughts grew bolder. If he could gather enough spiritual power beneath his feet, he might even achieve true flight.

It seemed entirely possible—as long as his spiritual control reached an advanced level, nothing was out of reach.

However, he didn't rush into training further. There was plenty of time ahead.

Before leaving, he paid ten gold soul coins as compensation for the grinding stone.

The night passed without incident. As dawn broke, Chen Xuan woke Qiu'er and boarded a more comfortable carriage to continue their journey to the Heaven Dou Empire.

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