572: Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow

Ninth Floor of the War Pagoda, there were countless rooms but on one particular hallway were a row of rooms modified by Bai Xue herself.  2

On his knees, keeping watch was Wang Hong, [They said Space cannot be tampered with willy-nilly, that the consequences would result in an uncontrollable unraveling of reality, and creation of pocket dimensions… yet Sister-in-Law does not only control space, but she commands it, pocket dimensions are her very power. That's honestly quite enviable.]

Pocket dimensions are created in storage rings, but what Bai Xue does was a thousand times larger. She could create rooms, paths that span thousands of kilometers, and trap worlds, [She's so strong…  I wonder if I'll get a better grasp of space after this. I guess I'll find out after intaking this.]

On his hand was a vial containing some red viscous liquid. He received the vial from his older brother, just like the others who attended the War Meeting and those who reached the level of Ancestors, and now, he's only waiting for one of the rooms to be empty, and luckily, he didn't need to wait any longer.

One of these doors opened and came bursting out killing intent that almost escaped the hallways and into the outside world. But soon, it was reeled in by the person stepping out of the room.

Chang Ping's breathing was out of order, but an hour after the "process" she was already capable of movement. Her eyes shone a crimson hue and then it became sharper giving her sight it never achieved before, "I improved… so quickly?"

She could feel the qi flowing about, writhing around her, as it remained constant in her body. She was overflowing with power. But something concerned her still, [This speed of assimilation is not normal… I was the first to finish, even before his parents.]

But, the rolling killing intent within her reminded her something, "That's right… my killing intent must have resonated with the elixir."

"Hooh, that's an amazing concentration of killing intent, it reminds of my Older Brother, that one time I saw him fight thousands of years ago." Wang Hong commented as he stood up and stretched his body, "I heard you were my Older Brother's student, I guess that really was true, huh, Sister Chang. Your beauty is as stunning as always."

Chang Ping looked over at Wang Hong and she immediately sighed at the sight of him, "Tch, you're as insufferable as ever, Brother Wang Hong. You already have Sister BingDiao and Sister Xun Jia, don't you think it is time to fix that flirtatious attitude of yours?"

Wang Hong's face transformed as he scratched his chin, "Meh if I stop this, I might get rusty wooing my wives. Hehe, don't you know that it is best to be flirty to your wives even after marriage? That's the best way to keep relationships fresh and loving."

"Is that so, then that must it was just hearsay when I heard Sister Xun Jia locked herself up for a month in the Wang Ancestral Mountains after she learned your infidelity three thousand years ago, and Sister BingDiao did not try to cut off your member at least three times by now." Chang Ping smirked as she asked.

"You spent your time in that Red Dawn World, so how come you — Wang Yue… that brat." Wang Hong realized and clicked his tongue, "So, what are you going to do now? Find the remaining of your children? Tang Yu and Tang Ai are both in the Phoenix Palace, they were hit by concentrated Death Qi, though the decay had stopped, they are still recovering."

Holding a heavy expression, Chang Ping had to shake her head, "No… not now. Tang Yu and Tang Ai… I cannot face them like this right now—I can't show them this weakness." 

Chang Ping was defeated by the Emperor of Death not only in their power but also in spirit. She crumbled in the face of pressure. Chang Ping could have fought back when she was knocked down, but she didn't she accepted her death. 

"I need to find my Master; I need to ask him something about the final form of the sword he taught me." Chang Ping wanted to ask permission… so that she could execute the Weeping Blood on her own, "I need him to approve of my sword if it's ready to use the final form."

Wang Hong paused his movements and then shook his head seeing the so-called Sword God act like a child, "You know, I've raised three rascals, and a lot of grandchildren, both blood related and not and sometimes. Outside of wars and battlefields, I am not what you would call a respectable person. But I think I managed to raise my children good enough to lead the biggest force in the Cosmos and coming from me, best keep in mind that it is not always bad to show weakness, Sister Chang."

"…I'll keep that in mind, now, please just tell me where my Master is."

"I can tell that you are not going to keep what I just said in mind, but who am I to judge? As for where my Older Brother is, best not to look for him just yet, I think I heard Sister-in-Law talking about a Weeping Brood?"

"Weeping Blood."

"Oh yeah, that's it! Weeping Blood, when she said those words she was oozing with killing intent." Wang Hong smiled as he remembered Bai Xue's blood-chilling expression, "…I really want to see if my spear can move someone like that… hmm? Sister Chang? What's with that react—" 

FWU!

All of a sudden, Chang Ping burst out of Ninth Floor, her face warped with excitement and anxiousness, [Finally, I can see the Weeping Blood!] 

She celebrated, learning that Wang Ling was finally about to lift the seal of his sword.

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The Weeping Blood is the name of the strongest form of Wang Ling's Blood Seeking Sword. It encapsulates the essence of the Blood Seeking Sword and its full strength was exclusive only to Wang Ling. According to what Bai Xue knows of Wang Ling, he used the Weeping Blood only seven times in the seventy thousand years of his first life was it ever used and those seven times became turning points of the Celestial Spirit Realm.

Though the Weeping Blood could also be used by another, namely, Chang Ping, she still wouldn't be able to summon its full strength. However, upon estimation, if Chang Ping could've kept her calm and activated the Weeping Blood, then, she would have been able to hold herself against the invasion.

"I don't know how you managed to create this technique dubiously, but that's not what's important… Ling, can you use it? No, that's not the right question, are you willing to use it?"

"…how did you even learn about the Weeping Blood? I don't think I ever mentioned it to anyone, outside of Chang Ping when I was teaching her?"

"When you died… I… devoured the Emperor of Death…."

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