Spare Me, Great Lord!

Chapter 521: Lu Shu’s Autobiography

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Honestly speaking, even Lu Shu had not expected his newborn sword spirit to be this naughty. And Takashima too had never foreseen its unique attacking tactics...

By right, shouldn’t a spirit born from a flying dagger be more aggressive? What’s wrong with you, using that slap...

Yet, precisely due to the same reason, Takashima was distracted for a split second, which led to his defeat. It was also because he had yet to recover his full strength after countering Coral’s harsh blow. In addition, Lu Shu’s ability to breach so many layers of blood formation protection through his powerful sword energy was also beyond Takashima’s imagination.

This time, both Coral and Lu Shu should receive the credits for Takashima’s death. And during the battle, Lu Shu had unleashed incredible power far surpassing that of many Class B’s at the instant his sea of chi was opened.

Then, Lu Shu watched with his own eyes as the sword spirit returned to Corpsedog triumphantly after the slap. Wow, how damned naughty...

A tinge of distress crossed Lu Shu’s heart. It seemed that his swordplay skills were going in the wrong direction...

Other people could summon tens of thousands of sharp blades upon chanting “Come, my swords”. That was just super awesome. How about him? What should he say? ... “Go and slap that dude?!”

Screw it!

The sword spirit was around two palms in size. Lu Shu had to investigate further on its other functions. But judging from the slap earlier, it seemed to have a strong hand...

With Takashima in his pseudo-Class A state, how hard must the slap have been to make him pause in shock?!

Regardless, Lu Shu thought the Japan trip was worth the effort. In addition to his personal gains of close to a hundred thousand magical stones, the Collection of Gods had suffered severe consequences, losing more than half of its elite powers.

In other words, the Collection of Gods would have to exit from the global limelight until the emergence of a new power. It would plunge from one of the top Practitioners organizations to a second-class nobody.

They would not even have been able to stay in the second class if not for the survival of the other Class C masters.

Roughly speaking, there had been an acceleration in the rate of advancement in the past six months due to the intensified regeneration of Spirit Qi. But there were only about five to six Class C’s remaining in the Collection of Gods. Perhaps Lu Shu, in his optimal state, would even be able to overpower them altogether.

In fact, the causality therein was strange. If the Collection of Gods had not decided to go against the Heavenly Network, Nogiwa Takenobu would not have been killed in the Koh Chang remains back then.

Thus, there would have been no arrest warrant for Lu Shu as issued by Nogiwa Hakushun, which would have prevented Lu Shu from entering Japan. Further, Coral would not have been so persistent in avenging Lu Shu, which would not have resulted in Lu Shu being trapped in the fortress. In the alternate reality, Lu Shu might have already been swimming across the sea with his magical stones by now...

Most importantly, it was totally unexpected that Lu Shu had succeeded in preventing Takashima’s advancement to Class A, and equally unpredicted was the opening of his sea of chi at that moment.

Currently, the sword energy was undergoing restoration inside Lu Shu’s chi mountain. He had depleted over one hundred beams of sword energy in the last battle, and it would take around three days to replenish it all.

The sword energy seemed to be the basic form of swords after his ‘years’ of chi mountain scraping. Meanwhile, the prototype swords in the sea of chi was the upper limit of his sword energy, and time was needed for the prototypes to regenerate a new wave of sword energy in replacement of the used ones.

In other words, there were only about one hundred prototypes in Lu Shu’s sea of chi at the moment. Thus, the maximum capacity for his sword energy was around a hundred beams too.

The number of prototypes would increase with further scraping of the chi mountain. The reason for his small amount of prototypes gained even after the flattening of the entire mountain was that his mountain had stopped growing due to his lack of practice. Take for instance, Li Xianyi’s chi mountain was much loftier than Lu Shu’s.

Besides, the old man scraped his mountain from any angle as he pleased, while Lu Shu aimed exactly at one side. They had differing aims...

Lu Shu found it understandable, though. Swordsmen and swordswomen would have been the most formidable Practitioners in the world if their sword energy were boundless, for in that case, they would have no weakness at all.

On the other hand, Lu Shu was unsure whether he could be considered as a Class B, strictly speaking. Probably yes, as his strength and speed in the past were both comparable to those of Class B’s. His only weakness lied in the attacking power and the diversity of his attacking techniques.

Now, things had changed. With over one hundred beams of sword energy, he was able to fight with any Class B in the world head-on.

Certainly, it would have been even better with the unlocking of his third nebula. In that case, even his strength and speed would be further improved as well.

But... Lu Shu suddenly learned a terrifying truth...

His chi mountain was gone! GONE!

How could he expand his prototypes by scraping a nonexistent mountain?!

Lu Shu was concerned about another question. If there was one sword spirit in every chi mountain, by right, the true descendants of the Hall of Swords would need only one of them. But that was clearly insufficient for Lu Shu.

He had no idea whether the chi mountain would rise again. If it did, would there be another sword spirit with the collapse of the new mountain?

It would be interesting if there was. In Lu Shu’s twilight years, he could write an autobiography titled “Lu Shu And His Seven Dwarfs”... It sounded good...

Now, the Hall of Swords had been labeled as the least reliable organization in Lu Shu’s heart...

At the moment, Lu Shu felt sorry for the great losses to the Collection of Gods population. Be it due to Takashima’s sacrificial ritual or Coral’s rage, too many were dead. When those people were engaged in fights or the ceremony, how would they have the time to contribute distress points to Lu Shu?

Besides, Coral had replaced Lu Shu to become the target of public hatred with her invasion into the Collection of Gods. In comparison, the destruction of the Collection of Gods Mansion and the murder of Kitamura Kijitori had undoubtedly provoked much more distress than drawing weird symbols and killing Hakushun and Hirono...

Thus, Lu Shu was remorseful for the waste of the huge amounts of distress points, for he needed a whopping 2,700,000 points to open his third nebula...

At the moment, Lu Shu was still unable to move. Takashima’s power gained from the ritual was far too immense, which inflicted great harm to Lu Shu during their confrontation earlier.

Lu Shu was anxious. What if he had been handicapped by the injuries? He could almost hear the approaching footsteps from other Practitioners scattered across Japan. They must be arranging their manpower right now. By then, even with the opening of his sea of chi, Lu Shu would not be able to defend against thousands of low-level Practitioners given his current state. He must find a hiding place to rest.

Dying in the Collection of Gods’ encirclement was the last thing he wished for.