Supreme Emperor of Swords

“Um,” Ding Hao scratched his head with a disappointed frown.

“Bulls**t, what swordsman consciousness?” he said in his heart, “Ah, how would I know you are not malevolent? For a trash heap who picked up the broken sword to take risks? Ha! Only fools do such things.”

“See here you! I won’t tolerate a cringing, scratching, lewd, treacherous, sissy! Where do you even resemble a man?” The man in black’s face reddened in annoyance as if he was scolding his son, and never seemed to end.

At last, he completely put on an expression that said he was the real father and spat his saliva everywhere.

Ding Hao endured without a scowl.

People under the eaves must bow their heads.

The strength exhibited by the man was definitely not the strength the current Ding Hao could compete with. He might as well play a coward first. He would wait for a moment and find out what was in the guy’s potion.

“Ha, ha, Little Chap Ding,” he said, “Bad luck. You might forget to look at the almanac before going out tonight and met a madman…”

In his mind, Sword Master, who remained silent for a long time, laughed gloatingly and heartlessly.

“You silly goose! What a farce to gloat over! If Little Chap Ding’s life was in danger, we’d both die. You’re so cheap. No wonder you’re called Sword (Despicable) Master!” Saber Master ignored the image of the “beautiful girl” that she attempted creating and jumped to her feet and scolded away.

“B**ch, you want to fight? A little drunkard and madman in the Martial King realm! And you mean to tell me I’ll be fearful of him?” Enraged, Sword Master pointed out the strength of the man in black.

Ding Hao inhaled a mouthful of air.

Martial King Realm expert!

The man in black turned out to be a formidable Martial King Realm expert!

Although the strength of a Martial King Realm expert was disregarded by the two old monsters that lived for tens of thousands of years, he was still very formidable to Ding Hao, a two-apertured Martial Disciple.

“Someone had better not brag too much. If he’s really that capable, why can’t he jump out and kill this little madman in the Martial King Realm?” Saber Master knew Sword Master bore no other means except verbal attack, yet she did not hesitate to expose it.

Sword Master’s jaw hung open as he stood there speechless for three seconds.

Three seconds later, Sword Master came up with another reason for rebuttal, and said with his mouth pursed, “Crazy woman with long hair and short insight, what do you know? I don’t believe this drunkard little madman harbors a bad heart. Well, judging from my years of experience, I guess that he likes Little Chap Ding.”

“Likes him? Does this alcoholic madman like handsome boys? I say, can you even see that?” Saber Master startled gaze softened and then said thoughtfully, “There is no other way. In order to survive, Little Chap Ding, you must sacrifice yourself.”

Ding Hao was speechless.

“What the…? What is in your filthy mind, you silly woman?” Sword Master gaped and continued, “I mean that this little Martial King Realm madman should desire to keep Little Chap Ding as a disciple.”

Saber Master blushed in embarrassment and immediately said, “It’s all your fault! It is your words that are too obscene.” “You misled me!”

Now Sword Master stood there in silence.

Sword Master tilted his head. “Do you want to be shameless?”

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The two old monsters vexed Ding Hao considerably.

Looking up, he saw the strange man in black pointing at himself and cursing.

I don’t know why, but Ding Hao’s mind suddenly short-circuited and he subconsciously said, “Elder, is it because you didn’t lure me here at the beginning and you had to force me here? You feel humiliated and are acting angry to cover up for your failure, don’t you?”

The strange man in black’s curse ended abruptly.

The pupils behind his loose hair reflected the faint moonlight. His eyes glimmered as sharp as a knife, and he suddenly tightly pegged to Ding Hao.

Was this guy angry from embarrassment?

When Ding Hao finished speaking, he felt regretful.

However, at that moment, the strange guy’s eyes started to soften.

“Damn you, son of a b**ch! I can’t believe I couldn’t deceive you. But don’t say that out loud,” he said, “Fortunately, there are only two of us here. No one has witnessed me being embarrassed in front of a younger generation yet.”

He grabbed the wine bottle gourd from his waist, pulled the plug with his teeth and gulped some wine down.

A refreshing bouquet of wine immediately pervaded the summit of the lonely peak.

Ding Hao furrowed his brow. He was beyond confused.

“Well, now that you have seen through it, take it back. Your weapon is a good sword. Treasure it with all your being.” Wiping the wine stains at the corners of his mouth, he whisked and tossed the rusty sword back to Ding Hao.

“Good sword you say?” Ding Hao muttered. “It’s merely a broken sword from the garbage.”

“What did you say?” The strange man bellowed in anger. “Did you pick up this sword from the garbage?”

He looked at Sun Fei and sighed. At the end of the day, he slouched a little and said, “Damn it, a young boy not afraid of losing his life, huh? But picking up a sword casually in the garbage has actually brought you great luck, right? No wonder you lost your sword before and didn’t worry about whatsoever. It seems that I had you all wrong!”

Ding Hao bellowed himself with a face redder than a beet. “Why? Is this broken sword a treasure?”

“Trust me,” the guy in black leaned in with his bamboo hat large head and said eagerly with a very sincere wink, “Little brat, you will never find such a ‘broken sword’ again.”

“Huh? So this rusty sword is really a treasure?”

When Ding Hao heard this, he gripped the rusty sword tighter and examined every tiny groove and chipped metal carefully.

This rusty sword was indeed picked up by the former Ding Hao from the rubbish heap, covered with red rust spots and cracks like spider webs, which seemed to break at any time. From the perspective of sales, even if sold as scrap metal, no one would buy it.

Moreover, Ding Hao thought it was comfortable and did not break so easily, so he used it for a while. Never did he expect it to be a treasure, nor to be formidable even in the eyes of a Martial King Realm master!

Well, since it was the judgment of a Martial King Realm powerhouse, maybe this rusty sword really was a treasure.

Ding Hao grinned and carefully sheathed the rusted sword before tying it behind his back.

The two people argued for a while nosily like that. Then, for some unknown reason, Ding Hao suddenly felt a state of intimacy between them.

His intuition had always been very right.

“Why did you bring me here specifically, Elder?” Ding Hao stammered.

“Don’t say so much.” The man obviously didn’t want to say much. He waved his hands impatiently, then looked up and gulped down more wine. He magically took out a black pan and dozens of ingredients and some wood. Then, he threw them on the ground. “After running for half a day and scolding for half a day, I am thirsty and hungry. Can you cook?” He asked, “Cook a meal for me first.”

Ding Hao was at a loss again.

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