Under everyone's gaze, Chu Nan's hand slowly reached out to Qin Keqing's spiritual sword.
As Chu Nan's hand got closer and closer to the hilt of the spirit sword, everyone's eyes widened.
When Chu Nan's hand touched the magic sword, everyone couldn't help but tremble and their eyes narrowed.
Qin Keqing's spiritual sword did not shatter immediately.
Chu Nan's hand completely grasped the hilt of the spirit sword. Qin Keqing let go, but the spirit sword still did not break. Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
This result seems unexpected at first glance, but it is actually reasonable.
Qin Keqing is in the Jindan stage. She has laid the foundation for sword skills and has begun to comprehend her own sword intent. Her sword is no longer an ordinary sword, but a spiritual sword.
From this, everyone came to a conclusion that ordinary swords would break in Chu Nan's hands, but spiritual swords would not.
Chu Nan held Qin Keqing's exquisite spiritual sword and didn't feel any difference from holding an ordinary sword before. He tried to infuse spiritual power into the spiritual sword to activate it, but the sword didn't respond at all.
Chu Nan's mind sank into the sword intent bead. A ray of sword intent emanated from the sword intent bead, extending along Chu Nan's veins through his palm to Qin Keqing's spiritual sword.
Chu Nan could clearly sense that his sword intent met and touched Qin Keqing's sword intent, but they were not connected and could not enter the spiritual sword.
Chu Nan tried many times, but the result was still the same, so he returned the magic sword to Qin Keqing.
At this time, Qian Duoduo came over, holding a spiritual sword that completely recognized him as its master. The joy and pride between his brows were clearly revealed.
"Qian Duoduo, let me see your sword." Chu Nan had tried Qin Keqing's spiritual sword, and he wanted to try Qian Duoduo's again.
Qian Duoduo handed his magic sword to Chu Nan without hesitation.
Chu Nan took it and held it in his hand. Sure enough, the spirit sword did not break, but Chu Nan frowned slightly.
He felt that it was a little different from when he held Qin Keqing's spiritual sword just now. He could not activate Qin Keqing's spiritual sword, and the sword intent of the sword bead could not connect with her spiritual sword.
But when Qian Duoduo held the magic sword in his hand, he had a feeling that he could use the magic sword without any hindrance, as if he was the owner of the magic sword.
There was no need for Chu Nan to control it. The sword intent bead in his dantian autonomously extended a sword intent, which extended through the veins to the spirit sword in his hand.
Chu Nan turned his wrist slightly, and a faint sword intent spread out.
Although the sword intent was very weak, Qin Keqing, who had an innate sword body, sensed it and looked at Chu Nan in surprise.
Generally speaking, except for the owner of the spirit sword, it is impossible for outsiders to release the sword intent through the spirit sword. Why is this so?
In addition to Qin Keqing, Qian Duoduo, the owner of the magic sword, also felt the sword intent, which gave him the illusion that Chu Nan was the owner of the magic sword.
Chu Nan also felt strange and couldn't understand it.
He was worried that Qian Duoduo would think he wanted to keep the sword for himself, so he returned it to him.
[Ordinary swords shatter at the slightest touch, but a spirit sword imbued with sword spirit can sense it when held in the hand. This is probably related to the sword spirit bead within the body. But why can't the eldest sister's spirit sword sense it?]
Chu Nan had only touched two spiritual swords, and the sample size was too small to draw any useful conclusions.
Just as Long Aotian finished his final show-off, the shadow of his innate sword body dissipated. He held his head high and chest out, holding the magic sword in his hand, and strode forward.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Aotian for obtaining the magic sword." The disciples congratulated him.
Long Aotian nodded as a response to the congratulations from the mortals.
Chu Nan walked over and said, "God of War, let me touch your sword."
Long Aotian frowned, "This is not just a sword, it's my brother."
"Then let me touch your brother."
Long Aotian looked at Chu Nan hesitantly. He first saw the burning look in Chu Nan's eyes, then saw his empty hands. He understood and said, "You want to admire the elegance of this War God's Spirit Sword. Take it."
"The God of War still understands me." Chu Nan followed Long Aotian's instructions and took over Long Aotian's spiritual sword.
Long Aotian's spiritual sword is heavier, longer, and wider than ordinary swords. It is full of domineering power, as if it contains a majestic aura like the ocean.
Chu Nan had no time to appreciate the difference of the Sick Spirit Sword. He held it in his hand and tried to sense it.
Chu Nan's mind sank into the sword intent bead in his dantian, and the sword intent extended, meeting the sword intent of Long Aotian's spiritual sword.
The sword intent of Long Aotian's spiritual sword is as real as a substance, like a thick and high wall, refusing anyone's detection.
When Chu Nan tried to activate the spirit sword several times, the spirit sword trembled violently, causing Chu Nan's arm to become numb, and his grip on the sword became unstable, so he let go.
Long Aotian raised his head proudly, his mouth twisted with disdain, and said, "This is the sword of this God of War. An ordinary person can't hold it at all."
"Senior Brother Aotian, can I try it?" Yang Yongdong was very curious about Long Aotian's sword. After all, this sword could cause thousands of swords to fall when it struck out, making the spiritual swords in their hands lose all their sword intent.
Hearing that Yang Yongdong wanted to touch his sword, Long Aotian was even more disdainful and said, "Don't blame this War God for not reminding you. This War God's sword is very powerful. Even your Senior Brother Chu Nan can't hold it, let alone you mortals."
Thank you, Crooked Mouth God of War, for not calling me Henchman Number One as usual.
Yang Yongdong's face remained calm, but he couldn't help but feel angry inside. "Ordinary people? Don't think you can look down on others just because you have an innate sword body. There are so many heroes in the world."
Besides, even a talisman cultivator like Senior Brother Chu Nan can hold your sword, so there is no reason why I, Yang Yongdong, a sword cultivator at the peak of the foundation building stage, cannot do it.
There are many disciples who think like Yang Yongdong, and they are even more dissatisfied with Long Aotian's words.
What? We admit that you, Senior Brother Aotian, are awesome, but it’s too much to say that we are just ordinary mortals.
We who can enter the inner sect of Qingxuan Sect are all geniuses picked from thousands of miles away. We are also chosen to enter the secret realm of the sect, which makes us geniuses among geniuses, okay?
Everyone turned their eyes to Yang Yongdong, as if to say, Senior Brother Yang, pull out Senior Brother Aotian's sword and hit him in the face to prove that we are not ordinary people.
It is also a lesson for Senior Brother Aotian, so that he should not underestimate the people in the world.
At this moment, Yang Yongdong represents the spiritual will of all the disciples.
Although Long Aotian could feel that the disciples were obviously dissatisfied with his words and were waiting for Yang Yongdong to slap him in the face.
But he had no intention of explaining or apologizing. Instead, he looked even more disdainful and arrogant, and the curve of his mouth became even wider.
His entire expression, eyes, and crooked mouth all say, humph, you are all mortals.
Yang Yongdong felt that he was carrying the spiritual will of all the disciples, and felt as if he was assisted by God. Nothing was impossible. He walked to Long Aotian's spiritual sword and without hesitation, he grasped Long Aotian's spiritual sword with his big hand.
Just as Yang Yongdong grasped the entire hilt of the sword, he suddenly let go, took a few steps back, and spread out his palm.
When everyone saw it, they were horrified. There were several sword marks on Yang Yongdong's palm, as if he was injured by sword energy.
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