A few days later.
In the depths of an extremely luxurious palace with various ancestral statues on both sides of the walls, the leader of the angel race, Yu Huaqing, had already received the news of Fan Yuhe’s death.
Through Fan Yuhe’s eyes, he had seen the battle between them.
This was one of the angel race’s secret skills.
The other races did not know that the angels possessed this secret skill, though they had their own speculations. After all, the angels seemed to have their own unique way of finding enemies.
“I never expected Fan Yuhe to be killed by a human youth.”
“And that human youth even played a game with him at the end.”
“This human youth is indeed quite a surprising individual.”
Yu Huaqing was quite calm.
He sat on his throne, his eyes closed. He wore a crown on his head and his footstool was crafted from jade.
Fan Yuhe was a genius that only appeared once in a thousand years. In that sense Fan Yuhe’s death was a huge blow to the angel race. However, Yu Huaqing was rather calm about his death.
He was satisfied that Fan Yuhe had killed himself at the end and not succumbed to Yuchi devilish whispers.
If Fan Yuhe had chosen to eke out an ignoble existence, even if no one else knew what he had done, he would still live out the rest of his life in mediocrity. There was no way he would achieve anything significant with that incident weighing down on his heart.
In fact, if his act was discovered, it would contaminate the entire angel race like a plague, causing the angel race to fall from its exalted position.
Now, even though Fan Yuhe was dead, at least his will was preserved.
This would be a pretty good lesson for the angel race. Angels could be proud about their heritage and bloodline. There was no problem with that.
However, the prerequisite to do so was that one had to possess enough power to back up their pride.
“But…”
“Yuchi.”
“This human actually managed to grasp his own Heavenly Dao in advance.”
Yu Huaqing was pondering on the relationship between the angel race and Yuchi.
He knew that Yuchi was not narrow-minded, and would not hunt down the angel race just because of Fan Yuhe. So, the question was, how did they want to interact with Yuchi?
Yu Huaqing thought long and hard.
In the end, he came to a rather simple conclusion, and started to map out the beginnings of a plan in his mind.
…
A few months later.
In the Black Heaven sect.
No one in the Black Heaven sect knew what had happened over at the Vast Sea. Fan Yuhe had only gone, but never returned. Yuchi was nowhere to be seen either.
There were some busybodies who went to the Vast Sea to see things for themselves, and were shocked by the aftermath of the battle.
Still, there was a problem.
They did not know who had emerged victorious.
It would be a long time before they found out.
No matter what, this matter was in the past.
Be it Fan Yuhe or the Black Heaven sect, to Yuchi, both these things only existed in the past.
He was now in Hanjiang.
Standing at the highest point of a mountain, he looked over a large river that meandered endlessly.
The surging river water was cold and chilly, as the surroundings were covered in ice and snow that did not melt all year-round.
Hanjiang was a great distance from the human cities. It could be said that no human from there would ever reach this place.
Yuchi walked unhurriedly along the edge of the cold river. He was picking out a good place to fish.
All kinds of pine trees grew along the edge of the cold river. Both the pine trees were covered in thick layers of snow.
Yuchi walked on the snow without leaving any footprints.
Then, he discovered a pavilion.
There were six red stone pillars in the pavilion.
The red stone pillars were covered with ice and snow. There were simple wooden railings around the edge of the pavilion, and benches next to the railings.
The inner area of the pavilion was not very big, and had just enough for a normal human to lie down.
“I didn’t expect to find a building out here.”
Yuchi was quite surprised.
The area where Hanjiang was located should be deserted. Even members of the myriad races would not usually come here. Resources were scarce, and the only thing worth noting here was this cold river.
Yet somehow there was a pavilion here?
Yuchi sized up the surrounding situation.
The pavilion bordered the inner side of the winding river.
The speed of the river that flowed beside it was quite fast.
The main thing was that there were no traces of use within and around the pavilion, as if it had been completely abandoned.
That was good.
Although the pavilion was very small, and could barely shelter him from the wind and rain, it was still pretty good.
Yuchi clearly had not realized that this pavilion was slightly unusual…
One day, he would discover that this pavilion was a place where the ancestors of some of the myriad races were buried.
In other words…
He was sitting on the graves of the ancestors of the other races, fishing…
The surroundings were quite good, and the breeze here was quite refreshing.
He breathed in the cold air, felt the falling snow, looked at the pine trees, and then carefully examined the fishes in the vast cold river. It was a place that made him quite comfortable.
There was no need to hesitate.
It had been a while since he had fished and enjoyed the feeling of fighting.
When the fishing rod was thrown into the vast cold river, Yuchi discovered that the bait had changed again.
In the Netherworld Sea, the bait was a small bone. In the Vast Sea, the bait had turned into a small piece of jade.
Here, the bait was now a small sword.
The small sword was about the length of his little finger. It fell into the river with a plop and drifted aimlessly below the surface of the water.
Then…
A notification appeared in his mind.
[Fishing difficulty level: C-grade]
He had a 100% success rate when it came to C-grade monsters, so Yuchi was too lazy to dive into the river to fight and directly pulled the little guy up.
[Catch: Hanjiang – City-guarding Saber]
[Grade: A]
[Attribute: Soldier ]
[Skill: Defense]
[Introduction: The city-guarding saber fights to the end in a bloody siege. Carrying this saber can greatly increase the defensive attributes of the wielder’s body.]
Yuchi was somewhat confused. Snow fell on his face, and he let out a breath of hot air.
“City-guarding saber?”
He saw a saber in his sea of consciousness. With a thought, the saber instantly appeared in his hand and he carefully weighed it…
It was so real.
The length of the saber was about the length of an adult man’s arm. The blade of the saber was a little rusty, and there were many bloodstains on it, as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Still…
A saber?
Why was there a saber?