Journey to the West: Sun Wukong's Advice System
Chapter 657 - 425: Choices and Rejections_2

Chapter 657: Chapter 425: Choices and Rejections_2

His original intention in coming here, choosing the peak of the Desolate Ancestor, was simply to use the Ink Blade to sharpen his own blade technique and to hone his Flowing Moon Blade.

He had never thought that he would gain the approval of the Desolate Ancestor’s mark and become the next owner or rather, the suppressor of the Ink Blade.

All of this was too sudden...

In the blink of an eye, the Ink Blade moved towards Xia Feng following that beam of light.

The mark on the Ink Blade, resembling a long spear, flashed continuously.

This was an extremely close connection forming between the primordial mark of the Desolate Ancestor and Xia Feng’s Laws of the Great Path, creating a resonance.

After a moment of astonishment, the four Supremes all focused their attention on the Ink Blade and on Xia Feng.

They did not understand. How could a Saint Emperor cause the primordial mark of the Desolate Ancestor to resonate?

"What you cultivate are the Laws of Time, and your blade technique is also unmatched," the voice of the Desolate Ancestor sounded again, "With your talent and the steadfastness of your Dao Heart, it’s only a matter of time before you achieve Supreme status.

With the new path of the Great Path you have forged, you are fully capable of taking up this mantle and continuing to suppress the Ink Blade."

This powerful figure from the Epoch of Origins showed high praise for Xia Feng.

"Desolate Ancestor," the Lord of Silence stated gravely, "he is merely a Saint Emperor. Even if he can ascend to Supreme, reaching my level will require countless ages. Why not entrust the Ink Blade to me for safekeeping?"

The Lord of Silence was naturally reluctant to see the Ink Blade finally handed over to Xia Feng.

He, being a Supreme and possessing two thousand seven hundred Divine Patterns, was surely the most suitable.

"Hmm!?" The Desolate Ancestor merely turned around.

The Lord of Silence grunt stifled, as if under immense pressure, his figure suddenly faltering.

Although the Desolate Ancestor had passed away, in this odd space, it seemed as if all the seven ancestors from the origin possessed nearly the power of their prime.

Even without lifting a finger, the Desolate Ancestor could directly suppress the Lord of Silence.

"Your strength is indeed not weak, with two thousand seven hundred Divine Patterns, you are considered a top-tier powerhouse in this Epoch. However... you must remember your place. If possible, I would even want to directly exterminate you and that little one by your side!"

When this voice sounded,

all the powerhouses realized that the murderous aura pervading the Mountain of Inheritance of the Desolate Ancestor began to surge and rumble again at this moment.

This time, the murderous aura was not dominated by the Ink Blade, but by the Desolate Ancestor!

Among the seven ancestors of the origins, the one most steeped in bloodshed was undoubtedly the Desolate Ancestor.

The Desolate Ancestor became famous through battle, took battle as his Dao, and was always accompanied by carnage.

Nobody truly believed that the Ink Blade would fall into his hands without reason.

The passing of more than a dozen Epochs may have made the powerhouses of the Epoch forget the Desolate Ancestor’s renown from those days.

Now, by merely showing his hand, he intimidated everyone.

Flexing muscle to scare the tiger.

The Lord of Silence was that tiger.

Among the four Supremes, he was supposed to be the strongest.

At this moment, the Lord of Silence dared not make any more rash moves, for just now, he felt death.

For many ages, having been at the pinnacle of power, except for a few individuals, no one had brought him such a sensation.

But this time, when the Desolate Ancestor made his move, he was truly afraid.

If the Desolate Ancestor wanted to kill him, it would be effortlessly easy.

Wang Jia felt the same way. Although he was fierce and ruthless, the prospect of actual death undoubtedly terrified him.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have joined the Secret Forces and become a lapdog of the Ancestor of the Primordial Beginning.

What he sought was genuine longevity and transcendence, wasn’t it?

At this moment, both the Lord of Silence and Wang Jia understood that in the eyes of the Supreme from the Epoch of Origins, their Secret Forces were still disfavored.

"Desolate Ancestor, I also have a question. I cultivate the pure Dao of Slaughter, and I should be the most compatible with the Ink Blade. Why then did the primordial source of the Desolate Ancestor not choose me?" Qu Chen asked.

Before the Desolate Ancestor, he dared not show too much dissatisfaction.

But he was equally reluctant. Who would want to see such an opportunity slip through their hands?

Especially losing to a Saint Emperor, how could he be content with that?

"The Dao of Slaughter you cultivate is indeed the most extreme among everyone," the Desolate Ancestor said, "But your Dao of Slaughter is also the easiest to be assimilated by the Ink Blade, even being pulled along by it.

Eventually, if you cannot maintain your core self, you will become a Knife Slave."

Although at that time your power could directly contend with two thousand eight hundred Dao Divine Patterns of the Supreme, you would have completely lost your sanity.

Among all of you present, the most suitable are actually this lad who uses a knife and those two bald men, their spirit of the Dao is steadfast, and their Great Path has a high degree of malleability—giving them the Ink Blade would instead make it less likely to revolt."

A few Supremes found it rather hard to accept.

In the end, they were just competitors?

Kongxing and Zhunti were slightly startled when they heard themselves mentioned, they too had never thought about obtaining the Ink Blade.

Moreover, the Origin Supreme didn’t wish to ask any further, seeing that it wasn’t likely his turn anyway.

"In the future, when you hold the Ink Blade, refine the Primordial Source imprint I have hidden within the blade, rising to Supreme will not be difficult," Desolate Ancestor said to Xia Feng, "Plus, with you forging a new path of the Great Dao, the future is boundless for you, the heavy responsibility of suppressing the Ink Blade will be entrusted to you."

At this moment Xia Feng’s heart was filled with complexities.

As the Ink Blade drew near, his own Flowing Moon Blade in hand began to tremble violently, continuously bursting forth with the power of the ages.

Was it actually confronting the Ink Blade?

Or rather, was the Ink Blade continuously releasing the Evil Qi, the aura tirelessly crushing down on Flowing Moon, and Flowing Moon had no choice but to begin resisting.

Under the oppression of that Evil Qi, not to mention the blade body of Flowing Moon trembled even more violently, it even began to show some fine cracks forming on the blade body.

Flowing Moon was somewhat unable to hold on.

Xia Feng quickly protected the Flowing Moon in his hand.

Seeing this, Desolate Ancestor smiled and said, "A knife is the king of all weapons, and the Ink Blade is even the emperor among knives. Once you possess the Ink Blade, you will be unable to use any other knives, even all exotic artifacts will be repelled by it.

However, your knife is just a creation of later days, though you have infused it with quite a few treasures and filled it with the will of the Dao, its nature cannot break through, at most it could only achieve the rank of Chaotic Spirit Treasure and then reach its limit.

The existence of this knife might even limit your development, but now, you have a better choice!"

Everyone knew what Desolate Ancestor referred to as the best choice.

It was the Ink Blade.

An item suspected of surpassing even Chaotic Supreme Treasures, containing ultimate secrets, for which even the Supreme would fight to snatch.

Between his ordinary personal knife and the Ink Blade, everyone knew which to choose!

At this moment, it seemed everything was about to be settled.

Lord of Silence had already made ready, waiting for Xia Feng to receive the Ink Blade; after the inheritance ended, Desolate Ancestor would disappear, then would be the best chance to snatch the Ink Blade.

And under their gaze, Xia Feng lowered his head to look at Flowing Moon.

This blade was very ordinary, without any luxurious decoration, nor did it look particularly stunning.

Simplistic, majestic.

That’s perhaps its charm.

However, at this moment, the cracks on the blade surface made it seem somewhat flawed, yet seemed to add a kind of indescribable beauty.

Flowing Moon was trembling, softly whimpering.

"Are you advising me to accept the Ink Blade... to stand at a higher point?" Xia Feng whispered.

Actually, divine treasures all have their own consciousness, it just depends on the strength of that consciousness.

And Flowing Moon, being personally forged by Xia Feng, filled with all his emotions, countless years of companionship, had allowed the consciousness within Flowing Moon Blade to become even more distinct.

It was letting Xia Feng choose the better Ink Blade.

It didn’t want to hold Xia Feng back, even starting to bid its last farewell to Xia Feng.

"Inheriting the Ink Blade, you will also embrace powerful forces, which your own blade cannot compare," Desolate Ancestor continued.

And the Evil Qi from the Ink Blade was also getting denser, countless black threads pulsating.

Just now, it was such a strand of gaze that directly devoured the Radiant Holy Emperor’s Wu Liangguang.

Desolate Ancestor’s imprint kept pulsating; it had chosen Xia Feng, now waiting for Xia Feng’s acknowledgment.

However, at that moment, Xia Feng slowly raised his head: "If accepting the Ink Blade means I must give up Flowing Moon, I can’t do it."

Upon these words, a silence fell over everybody at Mountain of Inheritance, faces filled with shock.

Their first reaction was, Xia Feng had gone mad!

If not mad, how could he say such a thing?

How could he choose to give up the Ink Blade for his own blade?

Did he not realize how ludicrous his decision was?

Just now, Desolate Ancestor had also said, Xia Feng’s personal knife could at most reach the status of a Chaotic Spirit Treasure, but the Ink Blade was far superior.

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