Supreme Emperor of Swords

In the evening, Ding Hao went out.

He brought back a small mottled ancient aeroboat less than four or five meters long.

While being seen by the puzzled eyes of Ai Qing and the others, Ding Hao directly carried the airship into the hall, and then there came the clanging. Nobody knew what he was doing.

“Uncle Zhang, Uncle Ding is…” Ai Qing tried to ask Zhang Fan.

He knew Ding Hao’s name by then. Ding Hao was annoyed that he often called himself the master and scolded him once or twice. Ai Qing was at the moment calling Ding Hao Uncle Ding, and naturally, Zhang Fan was addressed as Uncle Zhang.

Zhang Fan shook his head. “I can never guess what senior martial Ding is trying to do. A thing, no matter how hard it is, will become simple in his hands.”

Ai Qing smiled and got a little closer to him, and then asked tentatively: “Uncle Zhang, we’ve been together for so many days. I don’t know which province and which sect you and Uncle Ding are from. Since you two are such world-renowned talents, you are definitely not simple, right?”

Zhang Fan looked up at him, but didn’t speak. He reached out and stroked his black hundred-battle sabre.

Ai Qing immediately looked stunned and quickly smiled. “Look at me, I don’t know how to speak. These things are not what I should ask. I’m too gossipy and meddlesome. Don’t take what I said seriously, Uncle Zhang.”

“I only know that you’d better not make efforts to inquire about what senior martial brother Ding has not told you. Do you think I’m stupid and kindhearted, and that’s why you would dare inquire about those things?” Zhang Fan’s hand was rubbing on the long sabre, just like touching the delicate skin of his lover. He didn’t lift his head when he said, “You don’t know the girl who’s lying in the hall and can’t wake up? What is our relationship? If it weren’t for senior brother Ding, I would have cut you off!”

Ai Qing only felt that Zhang Fan’s words were full of naked murderous intentions. He was shocked and hurriedly walked away with a smile.

That day, the picture of Zhang Fan beating Lin Tianyu, one of the Twelve Talents of the Blue Cloud Sect, with a huge Sabre, still flashed in his mind. He had taken Zhang Fan as an extremely dangerous character for a long time. “How did he dare look down and despise him as he did at the beginning?”

Zhang Fan began to practice his cultivation.

It was a strange way to practice Qi. There was no Qi fluctuation around his body, but the skin and bones made thunderous noises. The autumn wind wrinkled the ripples like the water in the pool. It was slowly surging on his body, accompanied by the roar like the faint howl of ancient heroes. The huge black sabre, which was nearly three meters long, was trembling slightly, as if it was to be integrated with the strong black boy.

Ai Qing and the others watched from afar. They were afraid of and feared Ding Hao and Zhang Fan.

Until that time, they had not known where those two teenagers with physical strength like devils came from.

But when it came to devils…

They felt shocked and the image of a cat appeared in their minds.

At that time, it was like telepathy. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of them. An extremely fat white cat suddenly appeared before them. It grabbed a huge fierce beast from nowhere. It threw the beast on the ground with a bang, saying, Hey, you bitches, are you idling over there? Don’t you usually hurry to work? Peel it clean, roast it and send it to your Uncle Cat’s room. Remember, don’t put too much salt in it. I have been suffering from excessive internal heat recently. Uncle Cat needs to eat something light… ”

Several great masters, even masters in the Martial King Realm, immediately flattered and laughed while trying to do their work.

In the past few days, they had known that the fat cat, who had forced them and others to work as if it were his grandson. It was a very important position in Ding Hao’s heart. From time to time, Ding Hao fed the cat with the mysterious crystal, which they took as luxurious treasures. It made people just envy, feel jealous of and hate. In order to please Fat Cat, they worked hard.

Especially Ai Qing, whose ban had not been lifted, was more active than anyone else.

Time passed away swiftly.

Before nightfall, Ding Hao went out again. That time, he directly dragged back a large-scale aeroboat of more than 30 meters long from the outside and directly put it on the ground. Then, under the gaze of other people, Ding Hao clanged to dismantle and assemble it.

Ai Qing and the others were once again severely shocked.

They hadn’t expected that Ding Hao was not only horrifying in strength, but also a casting master of inscription.

The mysterious hand marks were pinched out by Ding Hao with simple gestures. Continuous silver and gold flames were imprinted on the hull of the old boat. New parts and components were installed one by one. Flying inscriptions flashed like beautiful pictures and were inserted into the boat. The whole boat changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the beginning, the old mottled antique was covered with ivy and it gradually turned into a lethal weapon glistening with silver gray metal texture. It was all new and very attractive.

Ding Hao never stopped.

The aeroboat had been constantly transformed, and countless inscriptions had been carved inside and outside, with its own unique inscriptions of Chinese characters and primordial inscriptions that could be comprehended. He had constantly injected various lines into the boat, just as he was tempering iron. The imprint of each inscription was tempered and the boat material was refined again and again.

In some key parts, Ding Hao disassembled some rotten materials, and replaced them with tough bones from the four monsters of the great apes and human-faced crabs, which were comparable to magic materials. He refined them over and over again, and almost used all the weapon refining techniques taught by the Saber Master and the Sword Master.

The process lasted all night.

The next day, when the sun rose. The old abandoned boat, which was more than 30 meters long, became a new flying boat of about 20 meters long and 6 meters wide.

The streamlined appearance was full of unspeakable beauty. The silvery gray metal tube, like a huge shark, gave people an indescribable visual impact, even if it was floating there quietly. The boat was ten meters high; it had a cockpit and a quiet room under the deck. Under the sunshine, the dense inscriptions were looming. The patterns like petals were shining under the sun, flowing faintly with a kind of palpitating power.

Ai Qing and the others looked at Ding Hao, and their eyes were full of a deep awe and admiration.

That kind of admiration was not produced by crushing strength, it was a kind of worship from the heart. No matter what they thought of Ding Hao deep inside, they had to admit that the handsome young man really had an unimaginable magic power; he was not only powerful but also omnipotent.

After a slow rest, Ding Hao got into the boat’s space again and kept himself busy for a while.

After half an hour, he finally clapped and waved to Tian Neng and the others with a satisfied face. “You guys, get ready, we will be leaving soon.” After thinking it over and over, he temporarily decided to keep those people around and do some chores.

When Ding Hao turned around and returned to the main hall, he came out with Ximen Qianxue in his arms. He then entered the cabin and settled down; Ai Qing and the rest were all ready.

“You are responsible for powering the aeroboat…” Ding Hao called Ai Qing’s name, then he took him to a secret chamber at the bottom of the cabin. He pointed to a stone seat similar to a small altar and said, “Try to input Qi into the formation and you’ll be able to drive the whole aeroboat. With your Qi cultivation in the Martial King realm, even without any rest, it’s no problem to support the whole aeroboat day and night. It’s a kind of hard cultivation.”

Ai Qing happily agreed.

Because he knew he had no choice.

Around the four walls of the chamber, Ai Qing felt the existence of a very powerful inscription formation. The whole chamber was just like a mysterious weapon. He was imprisoned there, becoming a human-shaped power device. He had to provide power for the aeroboat all the time. However, that just showed that he was valuable for Ding Hao; at least he was in no life-threatening danger. If he wanted to gain Ding Hao’s trust, it was useless for him to say beautiful words; he had to rely on his own actions.

Under Ding Hao’s guidance, Ai Qing soon mastered the skill of driving the altar’s inscription formation.

He consciously sat on the altar and injected Qi into the boat.

All around the chamber, there were golden lines, as beautiful as the vine branches and leaves.

“Why… What is this?” Ai Qing suddenly felt with surprise and joy that when he practiced his magic skills, the inscription altar had a magical amplification effect. The Qi in his body was more active than ever. Under that condition, his cultivation speed was twice or thrice as fast, when compared with normal conditions.

“That’s great!”

In that moment, as a prisoner, he suddenly felt a trace of unstoppable gratitude.

At the same time, the treatment of Tian Neng and the others was slightly better.

They were assigned to control the direction and speed of the aeroboat.

All of those seemed to be just some extremely simple magical weapons of the inscription formation. With some Qi injected, they were able to control that medium-sized aeroboat to fly in the sky at lightning speed. Of course, Ding Hao had also made some designs, which could play a role in improving their cultivation, so they enjoyed a much better treatment than Ai Qing.

Ding Hao had things clearly thought out in his heart.

In order to make those people to work for him honestly for the time being, at least he had to take the sweet date-stick policy so that they could see some hope.

After some simple preparations, the silver aeroboat named by Ding “Hao Shenzhou I” took off like a swan and left the ancient castle’s military station.

“Eh? That’s… Is it the flying magic weapon made by that boy toy? How could he still have such a magic power?”

On a hill about 20 miles from the ancient city’s military station, Ning Huxiao was shocked.

He thought that he had noticed how Ding Hao had dragged two boats, one big and one small, from that group of ancient boats. He quickly made a correct judgment and was more and more surprised. Unexpectedly, his party inadvertently provoked such an astonishing and talented enemy for the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. He was not only powerful because of his inherent strength, but also because of such means. Obviously, Ding Hao’s inheritance was profound and his origin was mysterious.