38: Chapter 38 Ancient Beast Tamer

The remaining three members of the Blood Killing Hall fled in different directions, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the dense coverage of the secret realm's mountains and forests; Wang Chen did not force a pursuit.

He stopped his movements and slowly retracted his circulating spiritual energy. The technological hovering eyes circling around him flickered with dim light; their energy was nearly exhausted, and they fell powerlessly back into the storage slot at his waist.

The nerves that had been strained to the limit just moments ago suddenly relaxed, and a wave of exhaustion and pain surged up at once.

Wang Chen walked slowly to where Mo Yufei stood in the shade of the forest. With a solemn expression, he raised his hand in a slight bow, his tone full of sincerity:

"Thank you for your help."

As he finished speaking, the nano-alloy sword in his hand, its energy patterns now dull and lifeless, had its core energy on the verge of depletion, no longer able to unleash even a shred of power.

He casually stuck the tech-filled longsword into the ground beside him.

The next moment, Wang Chen's legs went weak, and he sat down heavily on the ground littered with broken branches and withered grass. Leaning his back against an old tree, his chest heaved violently as he gasped for air, cold sweat covering his forehead—he looked disheveled, yet it was a genuine relief.

A moment later, he let out a long, heavy breath, his brow relaxing. His eyes were filled with the relief of surviving a disaster as he murmured to himself:

"Finally... I made it out alive."

Wang Chen slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, completely devoid of the tension from the fierce battle just moments ago.

Beside him, Mo Yufei's gaze was fixed directly on the nano-alloy sword he had just discarded, his eyes filled with undisguised interest.

The sword was stuck diagonally in the soil, its blade gleaming with a cold, silver-gray metallic luster. Even though its energy was nearly depleted and the patterns were dim, the blade remained smooth and sharp.

The entire sword body lacked any trace of the spiritual energy fluctuations found in cultivation flying swords; instead, it exuded a cold, technological texture, completely different from the immortal swords and magical artifacts he had imagined.

Mo Yufei unconsciously took half a step forward, his gaze locked firmly on the longsword, his eyes full of curiosity and a hint of inquiry.

Before he transmigrated, he only heard of cultivation sword qi, secret arts, and divine abilities; this was the first time he had ever heard of a weapon that integrated technological means.

The blade was thin yet did not appear fragile, and the fine energy patterns hidden on its surface looked like anything but ordinary. Compared to the immortal swords in TV shows and novels, it had an extra touch of sleekness and uniqueness.

It made him unable to resist wanting to get closer to see exactly how this sword was activated and how it functioned in combat.

Mo Yufei's gaze remained glued to the nano-alloy sword discarded on the ground for a long time, the curiosity and inquiry in his eyes impossible to hide.

This scene happened to fall into Wang Chen's eyes.

He slightly steadied his rapid breathing and followed the other's line of sight. He understood immediately, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chen pushed himself up from the ground and bent down to pick up the nano-alloy sword that had completely run out of energy.

His fingertips brushed over the dim energy engravings; the blade was cold and hard, its special texture forged by technology feeling exceptionally unique.

Holding the hilt, he took the initiative to walk over to Mo Yufei, raised his arm slightly, and handed the sword over horizontally, his attitude open and generous.

"If you want to take a look, go ahead and take it. It's a mass-produced item and not worth much; I'll just apply for another one when I get back to the academy."

The sword's core energy was completely depleted and couldn't be restarted in the short term, losing its combat value, so it wasn't anything important.

Moreover, since Mo Yufei had risked his life to return and secretly guided him to save his life, such a small matter was naturally not worth mentioning.

Mo Yufei was slightly taken aback, not expecting the other party to be so proactive.

After a moment of hesitation, he reached out and took the nano-alloy sword that gleamed with a cold silver luster. It had a moderate weight in his hand; the precise alloy texture and hidden mechanical structural patterns exuded a cross-world technological style everywhere, and the more he looked at it, the more novel he found it.

Wang Chen's gaze was locked tightly on Xiao Hei, the surprise in his eyes growing more intense as he instantly realized the key to the reversal of the battle.

"So that was it." He spoke with sudden realization, his tone full of amazement.

"Those people from the Blood Killing Hall earlier relied on invisibility, teleportation, and phantom clones to run rampant. My detection instruments were completely unable to distinguish the real from the fake, so my attacks all missed, which is why I was being suppressed so heavily."

He took a deep look at the calm and quiet Xiao Hei and remarked sincerely: "The special ability to distinguish the enemy's position must have come from it. Is it your Beast?"

"I never imagined that this exotic beast could not only accurately capture spatial fluctuations and predict teleportation trajectories but also directly see through illusionary facades, distinguish between clones and the real body, and suppress all the secret arts of the Blood Killing Hall."

After finishing, he looked at Mo Yufei again, his eyes completely changed.

He had originally thought the other party was just an ordinary person with average physique and no combat power, but now he realized that the other party actually had such a heaven-defying exotic beast hidden by his side.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yufei's heart stirred, and he instantly grasped Wang Chen's assumption.

Since the other party had already concluded that he was a Beast Master, he might as well go with the flow and accept this identity, saving himself the trouble of explaining.

He stroked the back of Xiao Hei beside him, his expression calm and indifferent, and slowly said: "It seems that in your current era, the research on the ancient past is quite thorough; even a niche, long-declined ancient profession like mine has been recorded and understood."

His tone was neither humble nor arrogant, carrying a trace of detachment and composure that came with the passage of time.

He neither admitted nor denied it, properly defaulting to the identity of an ancient Beast Master, taking the opportunity to conceal the secret of his origins.

"You guessed right; it was never me who could accurately lock onto enemies, see through phantom clones, or detect invisibility and teleportation."

He looked down at Xiao Hei, which was lying quietly at his feet, and reached out to gently stroke its jet-black, soft fur, his tone peaceful and natural: "The one who truly performed the great service is it."

"Its name is Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei was born with the talent of Soul Perception. Spatial fluctuations, illusionary facades, clones versus the real body, and even the emotional fluctuations of enemies—none of it can escape its detection."

Mo Yufei did not want to let Wang Chen continue to delve into the topic of the ancient Beast Master, lest the other party associate more things and give rise to endless curiosity and speculation.

He changed the subject at the right moment. His fingertips gently rubbed the cold nano-alloy sword in his palm as he took the initiative to divert the conversation, asking with genuine curiosity in his eyes: "Let's not talk about that for now. I am actually very curious, what is the principle behind this sword of yours?"

"It is not driven by spiritual energy, yet it possesses immense lethality. It had impressive power when fighting the assassins earlier, but now it has suddenly completely run out of power. The way it operates is completely different from our ancient weapons."

Wang Chen began to explain that this technological flying sword was modeled after ancient inherited flying swords and was re-forged using modern cutting-edge technology.

"We once found original ancient flying swords in an ancient secret realm. We deeply analyzed their internal structure and material element ratios, then used modern craftsmanship to refine and cast the swords."

"The hardness and toughness of the finished product completely surpass the original flying swords unearthed from ancient ruins."

"The team used the material properties of the original flying swords to deconstruct and reorganize the sword body structure, embedding internal energy conduction rails and engraving solidified spiritual power runes on the outer wall of the sword body."

"The usage method is very flexible; it can be driven purely by infusing spiritual energy, powered by loading energy batteries, or even driven by a mixture of spiritual energy and technological energy."

"The tail of the hilt is equipped with a detachable slot, allowing for the free replacement of compatible energy batteries."

"The upper limit of this flying sword's attack power depends entirely on the user's own spiritual cultivation level or the grade and quality of the loaded energy battery."