174: Li Chengqian's Sea of ​​Consciousness

Li Chengqian put away the Jade Slip.

“No matter what, I accept this gift.”

His gaze once again turned towards Tingfeng Courtyard.

“Jing Tian, Fei Peng…”

“My ‘Heart Sword’ still lacks an object to test it on.”

“I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

Night deepened.

Inside Tingfeng Courtyard, there was a profound silence.

Tang Xuejian had long since fallen asleep on the soft, comfortable bed, drooling.

Xu Changqing was still meditating in the courtyard. Before him, the Demonic Sword lay silently on the stone table, emitting a faint black Devilish Qi, like a Vicious Beast ready to devour people.

Xu Changqing had set up a Restriction around himself with his Sword Qi, preventing the Devilish Qi from leaking out and also preventing anyone from accidentally touching the sword.

As for Jing Tian, he lay in his room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Every time he closed his eyes, the image of the Demonic Sword appeared in his mind.

That aura, full of destruction and ill omen, seemed to possess a magical power, constantly tempting him.

“Go pick it up… Go hold it… As long as you hold it, you will possess the power to destroy the heavens and earth…” A voice whispered repeatedly in his heart.

“No… I can’t…”

Jing Tian gritted his teeth, pulling the quilt over his head, trying to drive the voice away.

He remembered Xu Changqing’s warning.

Once he held it, he would become a sword slave who knew only slaughter.

He didn’t want to become like that.

He only wanted to be the big boss of Yongan Pawnshop, marry a beautiful wife, and live a stable life.

But the voice became clearer and more tempting.

Just as Jing Tian’s reason was about to be completely swallowed by that demonic thought.

Suddenly, a cool, domineering, yet supremely majestic aura descended into his Sea of Consciousness without any warning!

That aura transformed into an invisible, black-gold sharp sword, and with just a gentle slash!

“Ah—!”

The demonic thought that had been whispering in his mind let out a shrill scream and instantly vanished!

Jing Tian felt his mind clear, and he completely woke up.

“Just… What was that just now?”

He sat up from the bed, still shaken.

And before his eyes, the entire world had changed.

He was no longer in that elegant room, but standing in an boundless, pitch-black Void Realm.

Before him stood a figure.

A young emperor, dressed in a black Dragon robe, with his hands clasped behind his back.

It was Li Chengqian.

“Your… Your Majesty?!”

Jing Tian’s legs went weak with fright, and he immediately knelt down.

“This… Where is this? How… How did I get here?”

“This is your Sea of Consciousness.”

Li Chengqian’s voice echoed in this Void Realm, carrying the authority of a creator god, “And… My Domain.”

“Sea of Consciousness? Domain?”

Jing Tian didn’t understand at all.

“Simply put,”

Li Chengqian looked at him and said lightly, “Now, your thoughts, your Soul, are all under my control.”

Jing Tian’s face turned green with fright upon hearing this.

He felt that the fright he experienced today was more than all the frights he had experienced in his entire life combined.

“You don’t need to be afraid.”

Li Chengqian slowly said, “I am not here to kill you.”

“I am here to help you.”

“Help me?”

Jing Tian looked confused.

“Help you control that sword.”

Li Chengqian pointed to a certain spot in the Void Realm.

The pitch-black Demonic Sword, at some unknown point, had also appeared in this Sea of Consciousness.

It floated in the air, black Qi swirling around its blade, emitting an aura even more terrifying than it did in the outside world.

“This sword is called the ‘Demonic Sword’.”

Li Chengqian’s voice carried a hint of guidance, “It was originally a gift from the Demon Realm’s Supreme Zhonglou for you, the Reincarnation of General Fei Peng.”

“Demon Supreme Zhonglou? General Fei Peng?”

Jing Tian listened, completely bewildered, feeling as if he was hearing heavenly scriptures.

“You will naturally understand these things later.”

Li Chengqian did not explain further.

“You only need to know now that this sword possesses immense power. But it is also a double-edged sword. If your will is not firm enough, you will be corroded by its demonic nature and become a sword slave.”

“Just like, just now.”

Jing Tian nodded, still shaken, upon hearing this.

He never wanted to experience that feeling again.

“Then… Then Your Majesty, how will you help me?”

Jing Tian asked cautiously.

“Very simple.”

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Chengqian’s eyes.

“I will plant a seed of my ‘Dao’ in your heart.”

“This seed will help you suppress the Demonic Sword’s demonic nature. It will allow you to use its power without being controlled by it.”

As Li Chengqian spoke, he slowly extended his right hand, his index and middle fingers together, forming a sword-finger.

A black-gold “Heart Sword,” formed from pure will, condensed at his fingertip.

“Come, Jing Tian.”

Li Chengqian’s voice carried an undeniable magic.

“Accept my blessing.”

“From now on, you will be the First Demonic Sword in my hand.”

“For me, cut open this decaying world!”

The black-gold Heart Sword slowly pressed towards Jing Tian’s glabella.

Jing Tian looked at the sword; he wanted to resist, but found that his body was completely unable to move within this “Domain.”

He could only watch, helplessly, as the “Dao seed,” representing Supreme imperial power, merged into the depths of his Soul… Outside, in Tingfeng Courtyard.

Xu Changqing, who was meditating cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes!

His face was filled with shock!

Just now, he clearly felt an incomparably domineering and majestic will descend upon this villa!

That will was so powerful that even the Sword Qi Restriction he had set up was like nothing!

It directly invaded Jing Tian’s room!

“This is bad!”

Xu Changqing’s figure flickered, and he immediately rushed to Jing Tian’s door, pushing it open with a palm.

Inside the room, Jing Tian was still lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

Everything looked normal.

But Xu Changqing keenly sensed it.

An aura had appeared on Jing Tian’s body.

A domineering imperial Qi, exactly like that of the young emperor on the Dragon throne!

And on the stone table, the Demonic Sword, which had originally been overflowing with evil Qi, now had much of its black Qi contained within its blade.

That aura of destruction and ill omen seemed to have been suppressed by some even more powerful force.

Xu Changqing looked at this scene, and a colossal wave surged in his heart.

He finally understood what Your Majesty intended to do.

He wasn’t going to destroy this Demonic Sword.

Nor was he going to stop Jing Tian from using it.

He was going to make this peerless vicious weapon, along with its future master, his own property!

What terrifying cunning!

What domineering methods!

Xu Changqing looked at Jing Tian, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, even drooling slightly at the corner of his mouth, and his gaze became incredibly complex.