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Chapter 788: Chapter 232: Is This the Imperial Sword? (Subscribe Please)

Streams of golden light flowed from the void, gradually converging before Cheng Guang to take the shape of a sword.

Even as a mere phantom, Cheng Guang could discern threads of cold light and feel its unmatched sharpness.

Cheng Guang slowly reached out, his hand lightly touching the sword that formed from the gathering golden light.

As Cheng Guang’s fingertips made contact with the blade, it was as if a streak of light rippled out from it.

Every place touched by the light began to solidify.

In a short time, a sword of white-gold magnificence appeared before Cheng Guang.

…

“Is this the Imperial Sword?”

Cheng Guang’s eyes roamed over the white-gold sword, betraying a touch of astonishment.

He felt that the Imperial Sword, rewarded for completing the system task, was much more exquisite than he had imagined.

Its blade shone with the color of white gold, radiating a sense of nobility.

And on the hilt, there were no overly intricate patterns.

Simple yet elegant.

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Cheng Guang had seen few swords that so beautifully combined elegance and nobility.

Cheng Guang gently grasped the Imperial Sword.

The moment it was in hand, he felt a thorough warmth, and within that warmth, threads of energy flowed from the Imperial Sword into his own body.

Those strands of energy, like white threads, diffused from the Imperial Sword, entered Cheng Guang’s body, circled around, and settled in the location of his Primordial Spirit.

“What are these white threads?”

Cheng Guang could feel the presence of the white threads in his mind.

Not many—there were only eleven of them.

For some reason, Cheng Guang felt an oddly familiar sensation from each thread.

Cheng Guang’s brow furrowed slightly as he used his Primordial Spirit to probe the white threads that had emerged in his mind after gripping the Imperial Sword.

And he didn’t believe the Imperial Sword would harm him, so he wasn’t overly concerned.

The moment his Primordial Spirit touched the white threads, Cheng Guang clearly sensed a stream of thoughts.

“Boss, what have you been up to these days? You haven’t reached out to hang out.”

“I heard the boss has been busy lately, and that he ascended to Sky-Man. I wonder if it’s true or not.”

“Ah, it’s all because of my damned old man, he won’t let me leave the house until I break through to the sixth rank.”

As soon as Cheng Guang’s Primordial Spirit contacted the white threads, a series of voices clearly entered his mind.

This voice…

Was unmistakably that of Qiao Songshan.

Was Qiao Songshan still confined at home for cultivation by his father?

Hearing the voices within the white threads, Cheng Guang suddenly realized that he hadn’t seen Qiao Songshan for a while.

However, it wasn’t Cheng Guang’s fault.

Though he cherished the friendship with Qiao Songshan, his cultivation, power, and realm had improved too swiftly, and after all he had gone through, he was no longer able to share the same interests as Qiao Songshan.

Cheng Guang shook his head, his thoughts complicated.

His cultivation had advanced too quickly, creating a sense of alienation even with the best of friends.

And Qiao Songshan was no exception.

He didn’t dwell on this too much, feeling a wave of sadness, followed by a bit of confusion.

Why could he hear Qiao Songshan’s voice in these white threads?

What exactly were the capabilities of the Imperial Sword?

Could it be just to hear the inner voices of others?

In that case, considering the number of white threads in his mind, it seemed to connect him to only about ten people, all of whom he knew.

What use was it to hear their inner voices?

Such an ability seemed rather inconsequential.

Cheng Guang had been looking forward to the Imperial Sword.

After all, the reputation of the Imperial Sword was considerable, and it might possess tremendous powers.

But…

It was merely this.

Cheng Guang couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.

At the same time, he wondered whether he had not fully explored the Imperial Sword’s capabilities.

Thinking this, he picked up the Imperial Sword and examined it carefully.

As Cheng Guang was scrutinizing the Imperial Sword, a sudden system message intruded into his mind.

[Imperial Sword: Gathers the heartfelt wishes of those connected to the wielder, may refine the body, lengthen all things, Emperor, son of all under heaven, gathers all thoughts, can slice through anything.]

Reading the system’s introduction to the Imperial Sword, Cheng Guang was momentarily stunned.

The system’s description of the Imperial Sword was brief, but each word was packed with profound meaning, leaving Cheng Guang slightly overwhelmed.

Gathers the heartfelt wishes of those connected to the wielder…

That means…

The white threads that suddenly appeared in his mind were all people related to him?

Cheng Guang thought of this without much surprise.

“Well, that makes sense, even Qiao Songshan has a thread connected to me…”

“But on the other hand…”

Cheng Guang looked at the sparse dozen or so white threads in his mind and felt a headache coming on.

What was going on…

“How come there are only a dozen or so people related to me?”

“Is this some kind of joke?”

Cheng Guang had initially thought there would be many white threads in his mind.

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