Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapter 18

Chapter 18 : “Little Ice Cube, why didn’t you go to the Shang Qing Immortal Sect?”

While chasing, Hua Che kept nagging himself to “strive harder, strive harder, don’t be a disappointment”.

Although his current cultivation level was still shallow, he was already in this situation for good or worse. Gentle Breeze ought to have woken up by now, right?

In his previous life, Hua Che went to the Ming Yue Valley1 with everyone to train. In order to save someone, he lost his footing and fell down the valley, into a pond that was a hundred zhang2 deep.

There, he encountered Gentle Breeze, who had been lying unused for many years.

Although their current encounter would be one year ahead of schedule, in any case, Gentle Breeze was Hua Che’s sword—one that had followed him through many battles.

Blood-soaked, close-quarter combat, while accompanying each other through day and night.

After time flowed backwards into the past, would these fetters engraved on one’s soul really disappear?

Hua Che landed onto the mountain top, anxiously gasping for breath as he looked down. The arsonist had already disappeared.

But this wasn’t surprising. If that person wanted to escape, the current him wouldn’t have been able to chase them down.

Just as Hua Che began wondering whether he should return, or if he should enter the pond to retrieve his sword now, suddenly, a loud noise echoed out of the valley!

Immediately afterwards, the entire mountain range began shaking!

Hua Che quickly held onto an old locust tree to keep his body steady. The source of this vibration couldn’t be something normal. In addition, he felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

But without giving Hua Che any time to guess what was happening, a ray of splendid silver overflowed from the fracture in the valley floor, rushing straight toward the skies!

This familiar aura made Hua Che’s mind shiver. Almost instinctively, he rushed over. The closer he got, the more intense that pure and gentle aura became.

Gentle Breeze was different from other swords. It wasn’t as cold and arrogant as Bright Moon, much less as pure and sharp as Hearing Spring.

Instead, it stood out from the crowd, gentle as jade and like the soft breeze. A single slash passing through the world was like spring coming upon a withered tree.

Breaking through the mist, melting clouds and clearing rain. That was Gentle Breeze.

Hua Che stamped his feet.

The blade of the sword was frosty white, without the slightest dust and with reserved splendor.

But——Gentle Breeze was currently being held by someone else.

Instantly, Hua Che’s gaze became extremely terrifying.

The arsonist’s aim hadn’t been as simple as just setting fire to the town. They actually came to take away the ancient sword!

Despite how this person wore black from head to toe and covered their entire body with a very big cloak, Hua Che was seventy-percent sure about their identity already.

“You were the one who set fire to the town?” Hua Che asked cautiously.

Although it wasn’t possible to see the arsonist’s appearance, anyone who got chased down by a sixteen-year old youth would feel extremely shocked.

The arsonist stared at Hua Che for a moment. Without saying a single word, they actually unsheathed the sword and rushed over to kill him.

Hua Che dodged hurriedly.