Chapter 389 – One Sword That Shocks the World

It must be said that Ye Kuang’s breakthrough was truly unexpected, as if it had happened overnight.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth upward, then silently slipped out of the bedroom.

The reason was simple—this irresistible hunger forced him to go out in search of food.

Though his comings and goings seemed mundane, there was always a lingering melancholy buried deep within his heart.

After all, he had previously made the bold declaration: “First challenge Mount Shu, then Shaolin.” This matter had been stirred up and spread far and wide by those with ulterior motives.

It could truly be said: one stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Little did he know, Shaolin was now in dire straits. The entire martial world was not only in turmoil but had also successively issued bold claims of “slaying the dragon.”

Ding-ding-ding, the gentle breeze blows, swaying and rustling, my little heart thumps like a frog plunging into the water, croak croak croak…

Just then, the ringing of the phone violently disturbed his peace, forcing a certain madman to answer with unconcealed confusion. “What is it? Don’t you know how good my mood is today? The moment I saw your number, I felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on my head.”

Gao Qing: “Uh… what does your mood have to do with me?”

“You…” Ye Kuang couldn’t help but flare up at the response, then snapped, “If you have something to say, say it. If not, get lost.”

Clearly, his mood had instantly plummeted to rock bottom, turning utterly foul, radiating impatience from inside out.

“Alright, alright, let’s get to the point.”

“…”

“It’s like this… Little Monk Wuxin said something big seems to have happened at Shaolin.”

“What? What the hell did you say? Hahaha, really? That guy Wuxin has finally met his day? Oh man, I’m dying of laughter.”

But as Ye Kuang’s laughter abruptly ceased, his tone grew three parts more solemn. “What exactly happened?”

At that moment, Pang Hu’s booming voice, like a loudspeaker, snatched the phone and erupted into a torrent of words.

“Yezi, it’s only been a few days, but I already feel like it’s been ages, as if three autumns have passed. Don’t you think that shows how deep our brotherhood is, how unbreakable our bond is? But getting back to the point, Wuxin is in trouble. Should we go help?”

“What do you think… It’s fine if you guys go first. I’ll catch up later, but… ah, forget it, let’s leave it at that for now.”

As he spoke, Ye Kuang couldn’t resist adding, “Oh, and remember: if the situation seems hopeless, don’t force it. Wait for me to get there, understood?”

But who would have thought Pang Hu’s voice grew increasingly distant, as if he had already moved away from the phone.

The intermittent words could hardly conceal an inexplicable excitement: “Did you hear that… we should go… let’s go, let’s go. The martial world will soon bear our mark in bold strokes.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but grow anxious inwardly, repeatedly shouting, “Hey, hey, are you even listening to me?”

Beep, beep, beep…

Seeing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but curse aloud, “What the f…”

Squeak, squeak.*

Just then, a delivery truck suddenly pulled up outside the residential building.

Looking down, he saw three burly men step out, each with well-developed muscles and powerful physiques, clearly concealing immense explosive strength.

Ye Kuang couldn’t help but let his eyes light up.Soon after, it was discovered that he had rushed out and headed straight for the large truck.

At that moment, three burly men were sweating profusely, all grumbling about the situation.

“What the hell is this thing? How can it be so heavy? It couldn’t be gold and jewels, could it?”

“Dreaming is more suitable during the day. Feel free to try—you can have anything in your dreams.”

“Alright, alright, are you two done yet? Let’s hurry and find the client so we can wrap this up and go have some fun… hehe…”

Just as they were urging each other back and forth, Ye Kuang arrived before them.

“Brothers, you’ve worked hard.”

“Uh, are you the client Mr. Gao mentioned, Ye Kuang, Mr. Ye?”

“Yes, the genuine article.”

“Good, the goods have arrived. Please sign here, Mr. Ye, so we can finish up and report back.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly. He casually handed over a red package, then turned and walked toward the cargo container.

Seeing this, the three burly men were secretly overjoyed, and they unanimously chose to stay and watch.

At that moment, their curiosity got the better of them—each wanted to see if the container held gold and jewels.

But who would have thought that Ye Kuang, with a sudden burst of strength, would forcibly tear open the four walls of the container, startling the three men into shock.

“Hiss… is this guy even human?”

“Damn, Second Brother, keep it down… shh…”

“Big Brother, I think we should leave quickly. This guy doesn’t seem quite human.”

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Ye Kuang casually picked up a sword scabbard.

Wuuu—ying!

In an instant, a cold gleam flashed, and a three-foot-long sword radiance surged forth.

It was none other than Heavy Edge, Starshine!

“Hahaha, old friend, I suppose you’re also thirsting for action, aren’t you?”

Wuuu—yingyingying!

Ye Kuang fiercely shook the long blade, and the man and sword resonated with a startling sword howl.

At that moment, he appeared as sharp and exposed as the blade’s edge. It was merely the beginning of Dao Inquiry, yet it would also mark the day the entire martial world would be bathed in blood.

Only after everything settled did Ye Kuang gently stroke the sword’s body, his demeanor reminiscent of caressing a smooth, fair thigh.

“A person must possess an invincible heart. Wielding a sword means walking the path under heaven, even if it doesn’t align with current affairs. But for the martial world, it’s all much the same, isn’t it, old friend?”

Heavy Edge: “…”

Ye Kuang: “Oh, I forgot—you can’t speak.”

Saying this, he gave Heavy Edge a sharp shake, and yingyingying—the sword emitted a deafening cry.

“Hmm, I understand, old friend. Are you trembling for me too? Ah, my irrepressible charm—even you can deeply relate and empathize, can’t you?”

Heavy Edge: “…”

Ye Kuang: “Oh, sorry, sorry, I forgot again.”

No sooner had he spoken than he lightly flicked the sword in his hand.

Wuu—yingying!

Ye Kuang: “I’m genuinely moved. If you could speak, wouldn’t you say, ‘Master, you are so magnificent—the beauty of this world is nothing compared to the sword in your hand’?”

Unbeknownst to him, a faint fragrance drifted from behind, followed by Yun Mengshu’s breath by his ear: “Junior Brother, what are you saying… who are you talking to?””Ah?” Ye Kuang couldn’t help but startle, then to cover his embarrassment, he handed over the sword in his hand and smiled: “Oh… it’s this Heavy Edge speaking, though of course, I’m the one translating for her.”

Seeing this, Yun Mengshu couldn’t help but feel suspicious, then without thinking, she took the Heavy Edge.

Thud!

“Ouch! What is this thing? Why is it so heavy?”

“Um… this is my livelihood for traveling the world with my sword, called… called the World-Shaking Soul-Reaping Sword.”