Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 304: The Origin of the Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword

As this occurred to him, Ye Yun gently extended his hand, tore open the void, and seized Fu Nanhua’s Primordial Spirit from below. The entire process left no trace. Fu Wei, below, had no idea his son had suddenly vanished.

Fu Nanhua was also somewhat bewildered. He suddenly turned and discovered a young man clad in white standing behind him. This young man had deep-set features, was exceptionally handsome, and possessed an extraordinary bearing. He appeared to be at the True God Realm Fourth Level, yet he exuded an indescribable sacred aura, as if he didn’t belong in this world but was a true God Man from a scroll painting.

"Who exactly are you? Why did you suddenly bring me here?" Fu Nanhua glanced down and realized he was levitating at an immense height. Below, his father was still focused on Jiang Hengyue on the battlefield, completely unaware of his disappearance. he realized.

Ye Yun looked at this vile and wicked young man, smiled faintly, then flipped his wrist, revealing a silver sword. "Is this sword yours?"

"It’s mine! But how did you remove it?" Gazing at the silver Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword, Fu Nanhua was inwardly reeling. He had never imagined that this expert was now standing right before him—a young man in white who appeared to be merely at the True God Realm Fourth Level.

"It’s merely a sword. What’s so difficult about removing it?" Ye Yun smiled faintly. he thought,

"How did you obtain this sword?" Ye Yun asked.

Hearing this, Fu Nanhua was momentarily stunned. "You... you want to know the origin of this sword?"

"Correct. If you honestly tell me its origin, I will spare your life." Ye Yun gently twirled the silver sword in his hand and smiled faintly. Though his smile was as warm as a spring breeze, it concealed a hidden killing intent. Ye Yun deliberately let this killing intent show to intimidate Fu Nanhua.

Fu Nanhua lowered his head, pondered for two seconds, then looked up. he thought.

"Senior..." Fu Nanhua’s expression turned respectful. He cupped his fists and said with a smile, "I acquired this Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword three years ago at an auction held by the Wishful Auction House on Giant Spirit Island, in the Third Sea Area."

"You acquired it at an auction?" Ye Yun was slightly taken aback, then pressed, "I’ve heard there are many Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Swords throughout the Divine Land?"

"Senior is correct. There are indeed quite a number of Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Swords in the Divine Land, though no one has tallied the exact figure. Their quality varies. The one I acquired at the auction isn’t of particularly high quality; it’s merely Heavenly Quality," Fu Nanhua replied respectfully.

After speaking, Fu Nanhua felt a flicker of curiosity. Fu Nanhua considered his own luck to have been exceptionally good to have encountered one.

He himself had a rather sinister nature and a fondness for vicious magical artifacts. When Fu Nanhua first learned that this sword could control a person’s Dantian and continuously drain their vitality, he was immediately intrigued and spent a considerable sum to acquire it. Afterward, his father, Fu Wei, had been furious, believing he had wasted too many Spirit Stones on something unnecessary.

Fu Nanhua, however, cherished the Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword as a priceless treasure. Recently, when Jiang Hengyue came to Skyreach Island to confront him, Fu Nanhua had him seized and thrown into a dungeon, where he experimented on Jiang Hengyue’s lower abdomen with the Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword. He had been thoroughly pleased with the results. At the time, Fu Nanhua had released Jiang Hengyue in Lin Yanran’s presence. However, he was still preoccupied with the sword and dispatched an expert from the island to hunt down Jiang Hengyue.

"Do you not know which Refining Master forged this Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword?" Ye Yun asked, staring at Fu Nanhua.

"Senior, I truly don’t know. However, I heard the manager of the auction house mention that the Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword has a long history; it wasn’t forged within the last ten thousand years," Fu Nanhua replied cautiously after a moment of recollection.

Ye Yun nodded.

"Oh, right!" Fu Nanhua’s eyes suddenly lit up. "I wouldn’t have guessed Senior also collects Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Swords. I just received news that the Wishful Auction House in the Third Sea Area has recently acquired another Dragon Pattern Soul Chasing Sword. They’re preparing to auction it, I believe the day after tomorrow."

Ye Yun smiled, his gaze falling on the silver sword in his hand.

Ye Yun gazed into the distance and let out a soft breath.

"Senior, I’ve told you everything I know. Do you have any other questions?" Fu Nanhua asked with utmost respect.

Ye Yun gave Fu Nanhua a profound look and, in that instant, read his memories. "Nothing more. You may go." With a wave of his hand and a final glance at Fu Nanhua, Ye Yun dismissed him. Fu Nanhua vanished from before his eyes.

By reading his memories, Ye Yun confirmed that Fu Nanhua had indeed told the truth; although the young man was cunning, he hadn’t lied. Finally, Ye Yun spared Fu Nanhua a glance and completely erased the memory of their encounter from Fu Nanhua’s mind.

A ripple went through the void. In the next instant, Fu Nanhua reappeared beside Fu Wei. Fu Wei, however, remained engrossed in the battle, completely oblivious to his son’s earlier disappearance and sudden return.