Chapter 107: Chaos

The ancient sword indeed concealed a profound secret!

Jiang Xiaotian not only refused to let go but pressed harder, determined to pull it out in one swift motion.

Yet, at this moment, the slender ancient sword felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he exerted himself, it remained immovable.

Simultaneously, it resembled a bottomless abyss, voraciously absorbing the immortal energy within Jiang Xiaotian’s body. In less than half a minute, he felt utterly drained.

Quickly, Jiang Xiaotian activated the Dragon Breath Technique to resist. While the sword drained his spiritual energy, he continuously absorbed energy from his surroundings.

In this delicate balance, Jiang Xiaotian, positioned at the center, was naturally overwhelmed with discomfort. But unexpectedly, something remarkable soon occurred.

The ancient sword trembled under the stimulation of the spiritual energy. The entire blade buzzed softly as patches of mud and rust fell away, revealing a silver-white edge etched with countless mysterious runes!

Jiang Xiaotian was elated. No wonder Xuan’er warned not to be deceived by appearances; the sword was not useless—it had been sealed!

However, the good fortune was short-lived. As the spiritual energy waned and the sword revealed itself, the surrounding mist gradually dissipated, weakening to the point that even external energy warriors could no longer affect it.

Having been sealed for so long, now awakened by Jiang Xiaotian, the sword naturally demanded what was rightfully its own.

It was absorbing not only Jiang Xiaotian’s spiritual energy but the entire city park’s as well.

Yet, with its true form increasingly exposed, Jiang Xiaotian was astonished. This sword appeared to be a woman’s weapon—slender, sharp, seemingly light but actually heavy, requiring spiritual energy to wield. Thus, ordinary warriors, even if they acquired it, could not use it effectively. Even if they tried, it was no better than an ordinary blade, devoid of any special qualities.

As the spiritual energy grew thinner, Jiang Xiaotian, standing at the center, sensed countless eyes fixed upon him.

Previously, the spiritual energy isolation prevented others from noticing, but now that the barrier was gone, the anomaly in this area was quickly discovered.

Sweat poured down Jiang Xiaotian’s face, but he did not cease his efforts, gritting his teeth and pulling with all his might!

“Clang!” The sound of metal striking metal rang out. The sword shifted a few more centimeters—progress! Jiang Xiaotian stared at it intently, his heart pounding wildly.

But as the rush of footsteps and the whistle of the wind arrived, Jiang Xiaotian realized trouble had come.

His loud movements had attracted every family of some strength.

Including the three major clans, their subordinate families, numerous powerful lone warriors, and smaller clans.

They had now surrounded the entire lakeside area, their curiosity and excitement fixed on the lake.

As the last wisp of mist vanished, Jiang Xiaotian’s figure, struggling to draw the sword, was suddenly revealed to all!

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Everyone was stunned, glancing between the unfamiliar Jiang Xiaotian and the sword in his hand—ancient, brimming with power, imbued with the aura of ages past, stirring awe and longing!

This was the Dragon Clan’s sword, radiating endless authority. Anyone who saw it would instinctively want to bow in reverence. For ordinary warriors, this was a true treasure! Even if unusable, it was something to be venerated.

Yet, this overwhelming presence seemed to have little effect on Jiang Xiaotian, who was singularly focused on drawing the sword—a task that now seemed nearly impossible.

After a brief silence, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, “A treasure! Someone found a treasure!”

The first to react were the Ouyang sisters. Exchanging a glance, they quickly threw themselves toward the boy who was drawing the sword.

“Is it him? He actually found it...? Well...” Ouyang Zijing could hardly believe it but felt it was only natural.

“Sister, what’s going on?” Ouyang Ziqian blinked eagerly, having been curious about Jiang Xiaotian all along.

“From the first time I saw him, I sensed he could harness the energy here. It makes sense that he found it,” sighed Ouyang Zijing.

Their Ouyang family had failed for years precisely because of this energy barrier, yet it seemed to pose no obstacle for Jiang Xiaotian, who had discovered the sword’s location in a short time. What did this imply?

“Perhaps this sword truly belongs to him,” Ouyang Ziqian understood her sister’s meaning.

Though reluctant and still coveting the treasure, the Ouyang family knew that without mastering this energy, the treasure would forever remain beyond their reach—and its rightful bearer had now appeared.

“Everyone from the Zhao family, follow my command! Seize the treasure!” From afar came the excited and confident voice of Zhao Zheng.

No sooner had he spoken than he charged forward, leading the assault on Jiang Xiaotian!

Zhao family members moved en masse to snatch the treasure!

Ouyang Zijing immediately cursed, “Zhao Zheng, are you blind? The treasure already has an owner!”

But Zhao Zheng only accelerated, “He pulled it out? And you don’t know? He’s an outsider! Not from Dragon City, but from some small place in the Northern Sea—Jiang Xiaotian!”

At this, everyone was shocked!

The treasure hunt was explicitly limited to local warriors. How had Jiang Xiaotian suddenly appeared? Moreover, his name had been rising recently; almost every warrior had heard of him—a youth at the peak of external energy, who even slew internal energy experts!

Therefore, many cast hostile glances at Jiang Xiaotian. The most astonished were the Ouyang sisters. Though they had suspected this beggar impersonator’s identity was not simple, they never imagined he was the famed Jiang Xiaotian himself!

While they hesitated, Zhao Zheng had already closed in on Jiang Xiaotian: “Hahaha! That was too easy! Jiang Xiaotian! You dare come to Dragon City? Today is your death day!”

At this moment, Jiang Xiaotian had no mind to fight back. Seeing this, Ouyang Zijing gritted her teeth and stomped, “All Ouyang family members, protect Jiang Xiaotian! Stop the Zhao family!”

With that, she launched herself like a cannonball. After all, this was the Ouyang family’s home turf, granting them some territorial advantage.

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Zhao Zheng had not expected the Ouyang family to aid Jiang Xiaotian and immediately grew furious. “Ouyang Zijing, you bitch! Helping an outsider? Today I’ll strip you naked and throw you into the street! A traitor!”

But who was Ouyang Zijing? Had she ever lost an argument?

“Your enemy, Zhao Zheng, is my friend, Jiang Xiaotian! Just for your barking, I’ll help Jiang Xiaotian today! You motherless wretch!” she spat.

After cursing, her aura surged a level, and she collided with Zhao Zheng. Though only at the early stage of internal energy, her foundation was solid, and she held her ground for a time.

Hearing Zhao Zheng insult their heir, the Zhao family members were incensed, as if injected with adrenaline, itching to tear the Zhao family’s enemies apart!

Although the Ouyang family fought with all their might, inevitably some enemies slipped through, though these were mostly external energy warriors.

Jiang Xiaotian, however, was overwhelmed and nearly powerless. He barely managed to manipulate a tiny flame to hold back the relentless Zhao family attackers, but soon fatigue set in; after all, even an elephant can be killed by enough ants.

At that moment, a shout came from nearby: “All Cao family members! Protect Jiang Xiaotian!”

Cao Ren broke through the crowd and stood beside Jiang Xiaotian, exchanging a nod of mutual understanding.

Seeing the small flame, Cao Ren realized this was the one who had saved him—Jiang Xiaotian!

His eyes reddened with determination. No matter what, he would protect his savior.

Though the Cao family was weak, it had formidable elders, and within their limitations, their presence was crucial. Cao Ren immediately engaged in fierce combat with the Zheng family, both sides fighting desperately!

Seizing the opportunity, old scores were settled, and grudges avenged.

Watching the chaos, Li Qing smiled faintly, “Let’s join in and help the Zhao family.”

Li family’s intervention instantly shifted the balance. Ouyang Zijing’s expression darkened as she said, “If the Zhao family obtains the treasure, have you thought about the consequences? The Ouyang family is willing to relinquish the treasure, but Zhao Zheng must not get it!”

The scene erupted into utter chaos. Countless lone warriors sought to seize the treasure, and families long resentful of the Zhao family grew fervent. The entire city park echoed with shouts of rage!

“The Liu family! Everyone, support Jiang Xiaotian!”

“Damn it! I’ve hated the Zhao family for a long time! No holding back! My Sun family will back the Ouyang family! Let’s fight!”

“My Tan family isn’t weak either! We’ll help the Ouyang family! Charge!”

In an instant, fierce battle shook the small lakeside area!