Legend of Dragon Son-in-law - Chapter 2753

Chapter 2753: Chapter 2753: Sit Down and Have a Chat

The pain in Wind’s heart was intense.

Extremely intense.

It hurt more than when he’d had surgery in his past life.

There isn’t a Martial Artist in the world who doesn’t love Divine Weapons.

Every Martial Artist wants to have a Divine Weapon of their own.

But for most people, that can only ever be a dream.

Because forging a Divine Weapon is extremely costly.

If you want to forge one, you need enormous wealth to gather the right materials.

Ordinary steel cannot be tempered into a divine soul.

You need extraordinarily special materials.

These materials mostly come from places rich in Spiritual Power.

For example, the ten-thousand-year-old rocks of Boulevard Mountain.

Only by using materials that have been soaked in Spiritual Power for tens of thousands of years can you forge a Divine Weapon!

And soul-forging is even harder.

You need a top-tier martial arts master to inscribe those near-lost divine sigils before there’s even a chance to refine a soul for a Divine Artifact.

These are things that even an ordinary Great Grandmaster can’t necessarily pull off.

And as it happens, the place on Earth currently richest in Spiritual Power is Demarco Mount.

Julius Reed is right on Demarco Mount, able to get his hands on these rare materials at any time.

Boulevard Mountain is sealed in ice year-round; you can’t find anything suitable there at all.

Divine Artifacts are mostly something you may chance upon, but never seek.

And now, after all the effort he’d poured in, that Divine Weapon he treated like a treasure had been shattered outright.

Wind was breaking down inside.

He wanted to cry.

But a soul has no tears.

Everything could only be borne in silence.

What terrified him even more was that the moment that sword was drawn, he actually couldn’t stop himself from wanting to kneel.

This completely defied all logic.

It was just a sword.

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Wind was very confident in his own abilities.

He believed that whatever could exert this kind of pressure on him—

It had to be that sword.

This sword was no simple thing.

“So? You all right?”

Julius Reed walked toward Wind step by step.

The closer he came, the heavier the pressure coming off the Nine Provinces Royal Power Sword!

“Don’t come any closer!” Wind felt that oppressive force and hurriedly tried to stop Julius Reed.

“You say something?”

Julius Reed pretended not to hear and kept walking forward.

This sense of oppression filled Wind with fear.

A fear straight from the depths of his soul.

At this point, it was already impossible for him to make a move.

All the strength in his body was suppressed.

He had no chance to resist at all.

“I didn’t quite catch that, what did you say?”

Julius Reed kept walking.

“I said, don’t come any closer yet!”

Wind did his best to hold out, but in the end he was still forced down to his knees.

A soul kneeling is even harder than a body kneeling.

Only absolute dominance can crush a soul to its knees so it can’t even lift its head.

Now Wind regretted it.

He knew he was no match for this boy.

Those three Divine Weapons already said it all.

In the end, he had… underestimated the other side.

“Ai.”

Wind let out a sigh.

His Divine Weapon was gone; dead was dead.

The opponent he faced was simply too strong.

Thinking back on how calm and unruffled he’d acted earlier, as if everything were a breeze, Wind now felt utterly ridiculous.

Like some jumping clown.

“Why’d you kneel?” Julius Reed asked in some surprise, “Come on, don’t be like that, weren’t we gonna spar? Or is this some special move of yours? You have to do it kneeling?”

“Hiss…” Wind drew in a deep breath, already not wanting to talk.

There was just no way to answer that.

Or rather, Wind honestly didn’t know how he was supposed to answer.

“Stand up. Don’t just sit there not saying anything.”

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Julius Reed barked sharply, “Relying on your seniority to kneel and shave years off my life? Not happening. Let me tell you, way too many people have tried that. So many people have knelt in front of me, and I’m still alive and kicking.”

“Stand up!”

He shouted loudly.

Wind’s whole body trembled, his Spiritual Power almost collapsing on the spot.

This was bullying taken too far!

Simply outrageous!

He wanted to stand up too.

Who wants to kneel like this?

Those guys outside couldn’t hear what was being said in here, but could they not see?

They could see him kneeling on the ground.

Wind’s prestige had already been swept to the floor.

What else was there to say?

What was left to be said?

“If you’re gonna kill someone, just do it; making them kowtow is over the line!”

After a long moment, Wind finally squeezed out that line.

“Oh. So you’re admitting defeat?”

Julius Reed bent down, asking curiously, “What? You’re done fighting?”

“You’ve got three Divine Weapons. Say whatever you want.” Wind had already given up.

This kind of dimensionality reduction strike was too despair-inducing.

“No worries then. Stand up and let’s talk about the Underworld. All right?”

As Julius Reed spoke, the Nine Provinces Royal Power Sword in his hand drifted even closer to him.

This time, Wind couldn’t even lift his head to speak.

The pressure was too strong; his head simply dropped.

“All right?”

Julius Reed asked in a negotiating tone.

“All right!” After holding it in for ages, Wind finally managed to squeeze out this word.

Otherwise, he really suspected this punk was deliberately not letting him talk.

Going to suffocate him to death here.

“That’s great then.”

Julius Reed then gave a wave.

The enclosing barrier all disappeared.

“Sir!”

The Telekinesis users outside saw Wind on his knees and hurriedly rushed in, wanting to help.

“Stand down!”

Wind barked.

The Telekinesis users hesitated, then quickly backed out.

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“Relax, your Boss Wind just pulled off a ‘Overlord Kneel to the Ground’ move and made me surrender on the spot! We’re all good friends here, just having a casual chat. You can go.”

Julius Reed said with a grin to those Telekinesis users.

“Withdraw, we don’t need you here.” Wind was mortified, even feeling a sense of humiliation.

After he said that, those Telekinesis users all retreated.

Only the two of them were left here.

“Who exactly are you? There are very few who can beat me.”

Wind sat down on a chair, trying his best to stay calm.

Even though he’d lost.

Even though he hadn’t even had a chance to strike back.

Wind still knew he couldn’t look down on himself.

Only if you maintain some respect for yourself will others continue to respect you.

“What do you want to ask?” Wind said weakly.

“I want to know how big the Underworld really is.”

Julius Reed asked his first question.

The world in the painting was the Underworld.

The current world was also the Underworld.

And these two Underworlds were completely different Underworlds.

Figuring it all out was too difficult.

Probably only a regional manager like Wind could explain it clearly.

“The Underworld is huge. However big the world outside is, that’s how big the Underworld is.”

Wind pointed into the distance: “Every blade of grass and every tree here is mirrored from the world above. But we’re Telekinesis, not humans, so the space we need is a bit smaller.”

“As a rule, whatever exists in the outside world also exists here.”

After hearing this, Julius Reed asked again, “Then how large is the region you manage?”

“One state outside. You could also call it a province-level city.”

Wind thought it over, then, to be a bit more precise, added: “The structure of this world is more or less the same as the outside, since it’s constructed out of Spiritual Power, but the scale is completely different.”