Sword King In A Women's World

The rusty sword could come in various sizes, so concealing it within a scabbard that had turned into a mask was not an issue. The reason why Chu Qing wanted to create such a mask was simply because of his previous encounter with Martial Supervisor Xu Ran.

If not for the fact that his face had been seen by the other party, he wouldn’t have to risk his life. If he couldn’t win, he would just run. Besides, Chu Qing looked at his perfect face in the mirror and sighed. This face was still like a rusty sword. It was better to hide it. It was too revealing.

Regrettably, if Chu Qing wanted to maintain a normal life, he couldn’t constantly wear a mask. Therefore, he refrained from wearing it in front of his acquaintances unless he encountered unforeseen circumstances like before. With a single thought, the mask on Chu Qing’s face wriggled and eventually transformed into a tattoo that mirrored the mask’s appearance. It settled on Chu Qing’s chest, right where he had been wounded.

Following that, Chu Qing tapped into the storage space within the rusty sword. Since reaching the Core Formation realm, he had gained access to the storage space. It was not beyond the realm of possibility for a divine weapon like the rusty sword to transform into a miniature world when Chu Qing ascended, let alone a small storage space.

Recalling the huge space in the rusty sword in his previous life, even Chu Qing couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement. Now, looking at the chaotic space in the rusty sword that was less than half the size of a house, Chu Qing could only make do.

Finally, Chu Qing’s gaze shifted toward the amber-colored, paste-like substance floating above the room. This was genuine ambrosia, a highly sought-after item by countless martial artists. However, to Chu Qing, it didn’t appear particularly remarkable. Despite its allure, he failed to see anything extraordinary about it.

However, the strong aroma of the wine emanating from the ambrosia stirred the liquor worm within Chu Qing’s stomach. He fetched a glass of clear water and carefully extracted a droplet from the ambrosia, blending it into the water.

He was not stupid. How could he drink the wine that had been preserved for thousands of years directly? Moreover, Chu Qing did not dare to drink it casually. He could only melt it and try it first.

Upon consuming a cup of diluted ambrosia, Chu Qing affirmed that it was the finest wine he had ever tasted. However, soon after, his stomach started churning with discomfort. Chu Qing sensed a peculiar energy emanating from the wine, assailing his meridians with force.

As the ambrosia collided with his spiritual energy, they canceled each other out, causing harm to Chu Qing’s meridians. By the time he finished the cup, several meridians had already sustained damage. Thankfully, the quantity of ambrosia consumed was relatively small. Otherwise, the consequences would have been far more severe, potentially resulting in serious injuries.

Chu Qing looked up at the ambrosia floating in the air and fell into deep thought. Other than being delicious, this thing was undoubtedly a lethal poison to him. He remembered that the Tang family had firmly established it as a poison prescription. So, what was useful to martial artists was also poison to them, and vice versa?

Chu Qing came to a conclusion. He waved his hand and put the ambrosia back into his storage space. He had to think about another question. This way, would his Fury Essence Pill still be effective on martial artists?

With this question in mind, Chu Qing ate breakfast absent-mindedly and drove to school. His mood to compete with Tang Ziyan again had been ruined because of this.

Throughout the entire morning, Chu Qing’s mind was preoccupied, leaving him disinterested in his classes. Various thoughts clashed within him, akin to a stealthy thief assessing his surroundings. Secretly, he scrutinized this world, seeking to unveil its secrets and contemplate subversive actions he had never before considered.

At that time, he would look forward to seeing the expressions of the women standing at the top of the world. It would definitely be exhilarating..