Chapter 93 The Sword Life Snatcher

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The five elders exchanged many looks with each other. It wasn’t that they were unaware Song Yanhui had accepted a disciple of exceptional talent in recent years. But, he was just a young disciple. How big a wave could he make? After many years, he would just become another Song Yanhui, after all. One more such swordsman was not much of a benefit for Unrivaled City. So they didn't bother with it, but at this moment, their eyes were glinting with a sharp light.

Like eagles.

The Unrivaled Sword Casket was the weapon of generations of Unrivaled Citymasters worth more than life itself, yet it had to be shelved away. The sword casket contained twelve flying swords and one long sword, and was left by the first generation Citymaster. Back then, the Citymaster cultivated the swords with his blood and attained one with the swords. He could simultaneously control all the swords in the casket, and his flying swords took many heads. He was a lone swordsman armed only with his sword casket. But for a hundred years, no one had been able to awaken the swords in the casket again. But Song Yanhui unexpectedly found this person.

"Moreover, at his age, he can actually control five flying swords at the same time." The head elder frowned.

Ye Songtao was also shocked. He had naturally heard the legend of the Unrivaled Sword Casket, but when he looked at the very young boy in front of him, he never expected he would be holding the legendary sword casket. When the five rays of cold light shot out, he hurriedly drew his own sabre to block them. He was also a top talent of the previous generation of Unrivaled City disciples, except he couldn’t beat Song Yanhui all along, and left Unrivaled City to wander the martial world on his own. But now, his own progress had fallen far behind the current Song Yanhui. The five elders found him only because his status was comparable to that of Song Yanhui, whose martial arts were highly skilled but who was becoming more and more difficult to control. Why not bring back a disciple, install him in name only and make him a puppet?

But Ye Songtao didn't want to miss this opportunity. He’d waited more than ten years for such an opportunity. He didn't want to miss it, so he pulled out his Broken Spirit sabre, and swung it with all his strength. The sabre’s aura was like a tide, vast and domineering.

He strode forward with big steps. "So what if you know the flying sword arts? Why would I be afraid of you with my Broken Spirit sabre?" He swung his sabre and chopped off two of the flying swords, turned around and avoided one, and then swung his sabre down again, and cut off the fourth one.

Only one left! Ye Songtao thought, but Entwined Finger suddenly turned around and flew up from under him. He hurriedly stretched out his left hand and grasped the flying sword. He was ecstatic in his heart: I blocked it! I blocked it! I blocked the five flying swords!

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However, suddenly a cold aura came at him, and he snapped his head up. He saw a flying sword rushing towards him, stopping right between his brows. The blade was spinning rapidly, as if it would move forward an inch at any time. Ye Songtao's legs weakened and he almost fell to his knees.

Wushuang smiled and said, "Your sabre is called Broken Soul, and this flying sword of mine is called Life Snatcher. They’re like a pair of mates."

"It's Broken Spirit. Not Broken Soul," Lu Yuzhai reminded him.

Wushuang nodded. "Right, it's Ye Songzi's Broken Spirit sabre."

Lu Yuzhai was helpless. "It's Ye Songtao."

Wushuang smacked his lips. "I want to eat pine nuts."

"Yanhui, you have a good disciple, who can control six flying swords at the same time. This kind of talent hasn’t been seen in Unrivaled City for a hundred years." The head elder suddenly said. "However, when you point your sword at your sect elders, it’s rather disrespectful, is it not?"

"Disrespectful?" Wushuang hooked his finger, and Life Snatcher suddenly turned a corner, and rushed towards the head elder.

The head elder didn't even blink. He just waved his sleeves lightly, and the flying sword stopped one foot in front of him. He gently touched the blade of the flying sword and said quietly, "Young people are talented and worthy of praise, but don't look down on your elders in such a manner."

"This old man is very powerful. Why don't you be the Citymaster?" Wushuang looked at the seemingly kind-looking old man with interest.

The head elder shook his head. "I am old."

"I'm quite young, so do you think I can be Citymaster?" Wushuang raised his eyebrows.

The head elder turned to look at Song Yanhui, and said in a deep voice, "Yanhui, you have groomed a master of the Unrivaled Sword Casket."

Song Yan nodded. "Yes."

"With such a person, it’s time to bring Unrivaled City back to its former status as truly unparalleled under Heaven." The head elder's eyes were piercingly cold.

Song Yanhui's eyes suddenly became a little tenuous, but he just murmured, "Has the fate of a city really fallen onto the shoulders of a child?"

"Shifu, although I have a bad memory, I am not a child anymore. I am Wushuang, unrivaled meaning unparalleled under Heaven. Since the time I had this name, was I already destined to take this position?" Wushuang retracted the five flying swords, strapped the sword casket onto his back, stood up and said, "Shifu, let me sit too."

Song Yanhui actually stood up, Wushuang turned around and prepared to sit down.

"How dare you!" An elder stood up and shouted angrily, "Even if you are the master of the Unrivaled Sword Casket, without the approval of the five elders, you can't sit in this position!"

"I'm sitting on it right now." Wushuang put the sword casket in front of him, and sat his buttocks down. "How?"

That elder took a step forward fiercely, and Wushuang opened the sword casket again.

Flying swords.

Ten swords!

Cloudshuttle, Gentlefrost, Windsorrow, Maple, Butterfly, Vanished Shadow, Life Snatcher, Broken Trial, Jade Sceptre, Entwined Finger.

All ten flew in front of the elder. The elder froze in position, pale with shock.

Wushuang smiled slightly. "Old man, what do you say? Can I sit in this position?"

The head elder nodded and said, "You can."

"Okay." Wushuang said with a smile, "I heard the five elders have a guest coming, so please bring this Citymaster to meet them."

Outside Unrivaled City, an entourage of men with horses were preparing to enter the city. In the middle of the convoy was a carriage with a purple canopy and golden crown. The person sitting inside opened the curtain, revealing a childish face. He was a child about twelve or thirteen years old. The boy took a look around and said to the other person in the carriage, "Master, we’re here."

The other person sitting inside had a handsome face and elegant manner, but had been keeping his eyes closed. He simply nodded. "According to our appointment, the old men should be ready. Tell the convoy to enter the city."

The boy shook his head. "The city guards said we can’t go in."

"Can’t go in?" The man's voice held a little surprise.

"Dare I ask if the young master down there is named Xiao?" A voice called out all of a sudden.

The boy hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked upward.

“Who is it?” The man in the carriage asked.

“A young man dressed in white, with a long case sitting next to him,” the boy answered.

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the young man in white sitting on top of the city gate suddenly jumped down, hugging the long case. He landed in front of the carriage and reached out to pull off the curtain.

"How dare you!" The boy scolded. At the same time, the attendants around the carriage pulled out their swords instantly.

"I am the new Citymaster of Unrivaled City, Wushuang. I have some matters to chat about with Young Master Xiao." Wushuang grinned.

The young boy widened his eyes and looked back at the elegant young master who still had his eyes closed. But, after hesitating for a while, the man nodded slightly.

"Well met. I am Xiao Chong."