Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Chapter 1450 1445: Sword Swallowing

"Wait before performing, I'll prepare some props for you," Yuanyuan instructed.Su Chen: "..."

Su Chen didn't pay attention to what props Yuanyuan was preparing. His gaze involuntarily drifted toward the kitchen, for it was truly the first time he had seen Zhang Shu cook since knowing her for so long.

"Here comes."

Zhang Shu emerged from the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a bowl of freshly made soup.

"Mm." Su Chen nodded at Zhang Shu but didn't engage much with her, since Zhang Shu wasn't alone at home today.

"Here it comes, here it comes." Yuanyuan's clamorous voice echoed from the storage room.

Yuanyuan dragged out a sword from the storage room...

Hmm, it seemed like a very long sword...

"Come on, perform a sword swallow for me," Yuanyuan proudly placed the sword in front of Su Chen.

Zhang Shu was slightly puzzled as she looked at the sword Yuanyuan had brought out. What kind of play was this?

"Yuanyuan, what are you doing?" Zhang Shu frowned at Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan innocently pointed to Su Chen: "He said he can swallow swords and breathe fire. I'm just bringing him props."

"You're being ridiculous!" Zhang Shu couldn't help but say.

"I'm not, he was bragging, and I've brought the things. Let him perform for me!" Yuanyuan said defiantly.

Even though she lived beside Zhang Shu, due to work reasons Zhang Shu couldn't show her much affection, which led to her erratic nature, being loud and hanging out with a group of rich kids.

She was even called 'Empress Yuanyuan' by that small circle, but she wasn't inherently bad and had a sense of 'Jianghu chivalry.'

Perhaps she was somewhat disappointed that the 'surprise' gift Zhang Shu prepared for her was merely this.

"Alright, how do you want me to swallow it?" Su Chen suddenly laughed, challenging Yuanyuan.

"Isn't sword swallowing supposed to be done by putting the sword into the mouth?" Yuanyuan asked perplexedly.

"Correct, generally that's how sword swallowing works, but I have a special skill; I can swallow swords using other methods."

"From where?" Yuanyuan stared blankly at Su Chen, unable to conceive any method other than using the mouth.

"From my belly button," Su Chen pointed to his abdomen.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"You don't believe me? I can demonstrate now, but using a three-meter-long sword as a prop is a bit excessive, isn't it?"

Mentioning the length of the prop, Yuanyuan perked up again.

"What, scared? Don't think I don't know that sword props have mechanisms to allow extension. If you can swallow this three-meter-long sword, I..."

"Then what?"

"You can do whatever you want!" Yuanyuan raised her chin proudly.

"Alright, you said it!"

"Yes, I did!" Yuanyuan always had a strong personality and felt confident she wouldn't lose to Su Chen, so why not bet against him?

"Bring the sword!"

The sword Yuanyuan brought wasn't some prop but a real sharpened sword, one that would draw blood in a slash.

Zhang Shu, aware of Su Chen's abilities, grew slightly worried: "Perhaps let's use something else? You must know more tricks than just this, right?"

Zhang Shu spoke to Su Chen while signaling him with her eyes.

But Su Chen seemed oblivious.

He gripped the sword blade with both hands and stuck the sword towards his body directly.

Though through his clothes, the sword tip penetrated into Su Chen's garment about ten centimeters deep.

Zhang Shu couldn't help but gasp.

Though even Yuanyuan originally doubted Su Chen could swallow swords, she was stunned by Su Chen's action.

The sword was authentic.

The sword had a bit of history, it's not merely a plaything.

Previously, during an outing with friends, they passed by an ancient temple, not intentionally visiting for incense or prayers, just an accidental trip.

The sword was used for swordplay by an elderly Taoist in that temple.

Yuanyuan found it interesting; the Taoist wielded the three-meter-long sword with admirable finesse.

After the performance, Yuanyuan approached to request it, stating she would pay whatever price.

An ordinary person would have driven her away.

But the Taoist only chuckled at her and said, "This sword was passed down from my master, accompanying me for decades. It may not be considered a treasure, but it is a keepsake money can't buy."

"Could you let me borrow the sword for a few days?" Yuanyuan, feeling playful, had a special interest in this long sword.

Peculiarly, as Yuanyuan was leaving, the Taoist gave her the sword.

He caressed the sword as if bidding farewell to a cherished partner.

In the end, he chose to give the sword to Yuanyuan.

Perhaps Yuanyuan didn't hear the Taoist's murmured words clearly: "You've followed my master throughout his battles, yet lingered with me in dust. I'm just a common Taoist, but you should not be buried here in these deep mountains; it's time to seek fate beyond."

That's the true reason the Taoist gave away the sword.

He would never re-enter worldly life, but the sword shouldn't be buried alongside him.

Yuanyuan isn't a Martial Artist, nor would she wield a sword in battle, but whether the Taoist foresaw the heavens or due to fate.

He gifted the sword to Yuanyuan, perhaps intending for Yuanyuan to bring the sword to its destined owner.

...

Su Chen found the three-meter-long sword somewhat surprising, especially with its sharp edge.

Yet, this wasn't the primary issue.

Critically, Su Chen noticed the sword wasn't merely sharp, it stained with blood, not ordinary blood.

From the sword, Su Chen sensed a menacing aura.

Though its Vicious Energy and sorrows may have faded over time, a weapon's murderous spirit lingers eternally.

The sword was 'swallowed' by Su Chen for ten centimeters, then twenty, but could not go further.

Of course, Su Chen didn't actually swallow it.

Using his deep Inner Power, he transformed the sword's shape, briefly turning the blade into a Soft Sword.