Chapter 39 Uncle Ding

With his longsword in hand,Nightin dashed forwards towards the only Demon Toad in his view. The Demon Toad being a demon beast who has cultivated this far in such a cruel environment, instinctively sensed the danger within that attack as it dodged by jumping backwards.

In this Swamp of Poisons,the conditions for living are much more harsher. If on land it could be described as survival of the fittest,here could be described as survival of the strongest. Every single demon beast here could easily defeat a demon beast of equal cultivation level on land.

Nightin wasn't willing to give in as he landed on the ground and propelled himself forward with his right leg and slashed towards the toad once again. The Demon Toad decided not to dodge anymore as it stuck out its tongue and whipped it towards Nightin's sword,sending him flying backwards.

Nightin struck his sword into the ground below him to stop himself from flying backwards anymore,just a few more centimetres and he would have fallen into that trap of those toads.

The toad in front of him seemed to have been pissed off by the fact that Nightin manage to avoid his trap as it pounced towards him with a back kick.

Nightin saw this and knew that he could only advance forward,all four directions of his were blocked off by this point. With the toad in front of him being only way alive. Lifting up his longsword above his head,he slashed forwards once again.

This time,Nightin had merged his sword intent into this attack,all prepared for a surprise attack against the toad who was in front of him right now.

In just that single slash,the toad's body was split in half as toxic poison exploded from its body.

Nightin didn't expect this and by the time he realised and dodged,some of the toxic poison from the explosion had gotten onto his skin.

Nightin took out a bottle and poured out the antidote which Lin Ming had prepared for him. Before he left for the journey,Lin Ming somehow caught news about him leaving the sect and passed him these antidotes alongside some other elixirs,which will definitely help him out at some point.

Swallowing the antidote down,his arm started to recover with a speed which can be seen by the naked eye. After all,the antidote he had taken was useful even for Martial Saints,not to mention a mere Martial Spirit like him.

Readying his sword,he sent out three of his mystic swords to the other three toads who were lurking around him,forcing them out of their hiding spot.

The three toads having good chemistry after having been in a group for a long period of time,all shot their tongues towards Nightin. The tongues all aimed for his vitals and blind spots,making it impossible for him to block all three attacks,or so the toads thought.

Never in their wildest mind would they expect a mere human to cut off their tongues with just a single whirlwind slash. Their tongues were strong enough to withstand the attacks of even a Martial Lord and had the ability to corrode everything below that.

The human in front of them actually sliced their tongues off without even a single form of dent of corrosion which can be seen on his sword. Nightin smirked,how could they actually think of overpowering his sword intent that easily. With just his sword intent,everything below the Martial Lord realm won't even pose a match for him.

The three toads jumped backwards as they shrieked in pain,all escaping towards different directions within the poisonous swamp.

Nightin stood there as he watched them leave without the slightest intention to pursue them for the kill.

Firstly,he had no reason to. Secondly,it would be a waste of his spirit energy which is of utmost important in this swamp.

Right when he was about to sit down and recover his spirit energy,a man appeared in front of him. The man took out a scroll and opened it up in front of Nightin.

"As expected from the son of Wisteria Gale,a talented genius indeed." The man spoke out,his voice was hoarse and gave Nightin a creepy feeling.

Nightin prepared for escape,he wasn't able to sense any danger or killing intent from the man. With his experience however,he could tell that the man in front of him definitely isn't simple.

It's not that the man has no intent or anything towards Nightin,but because he concealed it so well that even Nightin couldn't sense anything with his sharp awareness and senses.

Nightin kept his sword as he questioned the man while preparing to make an escape if needed.

The man laughed as he said "Young master,have you probably already forgotten about me?"

The man took off his hood and what appeared in front of Nightin was a face that he had seen countless times in his life since young.

Nightin called out subconsciously "Uncle Ding..."

Uncle Ding had been taking care of Nightin ever since he was young. Whenever he goes to the market,to have fun or anywhere,uncle Ding would always be there with him.

Jaxson Ding looked at Nightin as he smiled,saying "You must have suffered over this past year my child."

[Nightin's POV flashback]

When I was young, many people in the family didn't like me. In the eyes of others, I'm just a trash who can't cultivate in the eyes of others. Besides my parents and siblings,only uncle Ding was willing to care for me.

Back in the market near my house three years ago,I was always being bullied there whenever I went alone. Uncle Ding had somehow managed to catch wind of it and made his way there to save me. Ever since then,no one dared to bully me anymore,everyone only knew Uncle Ding as a Martial Apprentice sixth realm cultivator that time.

Of course,all of this only happened because of that one incident. When Nightin was seven,uncle Ding saw him practicing with a sword under a tree. At that time,he walked up to him and asked "Young master,why are you trying so hard? Even if you have some achievements on the sword path,it would still be impossible for you to step onto the cultivation path."

Nightin at that time,looked at Jaxson Ding with a innocent yet resolute face as he replied "It doesn't matter whether I have spiritual roots to cultivate or I don't. One day, I'll step onto the peak of the cultivation world as everyone looks up to me. I won't become anyone's slave just because I'm a mortal!"

Jaxson Ding sighed as he said that time "Even though I may have stepped into the Supreme realm of weapons, I'll still unable to help you..."

Nightin looked at Jaxson Ding as he asked with courtesy "Uncle Ding,how are you still alive? Just what exactly happened that night? Y'all were dead when I reached there..."

Jaxson Ding shook his head and told Nightin "This will be a long story..."

"On that day,your parents enemies from the upper realm somehow breached the barrier and sneaked down. Even though your parents were able to escape successfully with my help,I wasn't able to protect the others. Buy we all escaped successfully due to..."