Volume 2 Chapter 284 The Seventh Sword Master
Several people transformed into a long rainbow and rushed towards the Sword Forging Peak.
Baili Mu was the first to bear the brunt of the attack.
When several people broke into the sword-making room, they were all stunned.
Looking at the mess all around, all I saw was chaos.
The entire sword-making room was built into the Sword-Making Peak. Although the surrounding stone walls were pitch black, traces of being burned by the flames could still be vaguely seen. One could also see that the surrounding ground was covered with sword marks.
Charcoal and iron were scattered all over the ground.
And on the stone platform in the front, a long sword was hanging on it.
The sword body is two-colored, black and green, surrounded by purple mist, emitting bursts of primordial aura.
Under the long sword, Baili Mu sat upright, his chest stained with blood and his breath weak.
The few people didn't have time to think and rescued people immediately.
"Hurry, save people..."
“Master!”
But at this moment, Baili Mu slowly raised his head. His messy hair was also stained with blood, and his skinny cheeks were as yellow as loess.
There was no trace of emotion in those cloudy eyes.
"Don't come over here yet, I'm fine."
His voice was soft and weak, but it seemed as if he had used all his strength.
Hearing the sound, everyone stopped ten meters in front of him.
They knew in their hearts that Baili Xun's time was up, his soul was about to dissipate, and the elixir was only hanging on for a breath.
Baili Jianhan and the others clenched their fists and gritted their teeth. Ye Tingmu also secretly clenched his fists, his brows furrowed particularly deeply.
He slapped his waist, and the blood of the Immortal Emperor emerged. "Master, don't be afraid. I still have blood. I will let Sun Ci extend your life."
Baili Xun smiled slightly and said softly: "My life has come. There is no need to exert any effort. Just follow the will of heaven."
"No, Master, he can be saved." Baili Qianqiu said anxiously, looking at Sun Ci, "Sister, please save my Master."
Sun Ci bit her red lips and lowered her head, "It's too late."
The words "it's too late" touched the hearts of several people.
Baili Mu and Baili Jianhan's bodies shook, their expressions changed from gloomy to bright, and they looked ferocious, and then they slowly knelt down. They were all cultivators, and in the path of cultivation, life and death were the norm. At this moment, they knew very well in their hearts that their master was beyond saving.
Because the sword on the master's head was sucking his blood and essence, he was forging the sword with his life.
Baili Rou wiped her tears and cried softly, her delicate body trembling.
Qiqi held Ye Tingmu's hand, looked up at her elder brother, her eyes rolling, but she didn't speak or make a noise.
Ye Tingmu's mood was complicated. He didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. Baili Xun was in this state because of sword forging, but his death was inevitable.
Just like Dongfang Shuo in the past, their death was not caused by themselves, but their death was brought forward by themselves.
Dongfang Shuo was one, and so was Baili Mu.
"Master, do you have anything unfinished?"
He asked seriously, calmer than Baili Mu and the others, and more mature than Baili Qianqiu and the others.
Baili Xun nodded slightly, "Yes."
"Don't cry, just listen to what I have to say."
Several people tried their best to stop crying, but tears were still welling up in their eyes.
Under the gaze of everyone, Baili Xun raised his head desperately, looking at the sword above his head with sadness in his eyes.
"When the broken sword is reforged and the Sword Ancestor returns to his position, Zang will obey your orders."
Ye Tingmu bowed and said, "Master, I am here."
"In the name of the sixth generation Sword Master of Broken Sword Mountain, I wish for you to hold this sword and succeed the position of the new Sword Master of Broken Sword Mountain as Sequence Seven. For the rest of your life, you will use the sword as your edge and restore the former glory of Sword Peak. Are you willing?"
The simple words were extremely soft, but they struck everyone's heart, and their eyes fell on Ye Tingmu.
Ye Tingmu was also a little shocked, and a hint of trance flashed across his eyes.
The succession to the Sword Master was unexpected.
"Master, you absolutely cannot do that. I have only been in the sect for a year, so this matter still needs the help of my brothers and sisters. But you can rest assured that I will also fight for Broken Sword Mountain and work hard for its rise."
He refused directly and made his attitude clear. He said that there was Baili Mu above him, who was in the late stage of the Immortal King realm, so it would never be his turn.
Baili Xun saw Ye Tingmu's refusal, but remained calm and continued, "The Sword Master of Broken Sword Mountain only considers ability, not status. This sword was forged for you. Once you hold it in your hands, you will be the new Sword Master. Do not refuse, or I will not rest in peace in my grave."
"But..." Even though Baili Xun said this, Ye Tingmu still did not accept it. He always felt that it was inappropriate to take over the position of Sword Master.
"I told you, don't refuse. Only you can lead Broken Sword Mountain back to its peak in the future. Only you can... cough cough cough!"
Baili Xun became more and more excited as he spoke, and coughed up a mouthful of black blood scab again.
"master!"
"master!!"
Baili Mu turned his head and looked at Ye Tingmu and said, "Zang, Master is right. Just agree to his request. This will also fulfill his wish."
Baili Rou did the same and chose to agree.
Seeing that the eldest senior brother and eldest senior sister had spoken, Ye Tingmu didn't know how to refuse, because he really couldn't look directly into Baili Mu's pleading eyes.
After a long time, he finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said solemnly: "Okay, I promise you!"
Baili Mu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
A hint of joy appeared in his eyes at this moment, but he was too weak to be noticed.
He swung his hand slightly forward, and the ancient sword above his head slowly floated towards Ye Tingmu.
It didn't stop until it was hovering just inches in front of him.
Looking at the two-colored long sword in front of him, Ye Tingmu's eyes became extremely serious and his expression became more cautious.
Everyone was still looking at him, with expectation and waiting in their eyes.
"Hold him."
Baili Xun's voice sounded again, and Ye Tingmu stretched out his right hand without hesitation.
Slowly hold the sword.
The sword is three feet two inches long.
The hilt and half of the blade are grey, the other half bronze.
The two swords were combined together without any trace of connection. If the colors and materials were not different, even if one held it in the hand, one would not be able to tell that it was a recast sword from a broken sword.
The sword itself is not heavy, but at this moment, when Ye Tingmu held it, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
This is not only a sword, but also an entrustment, a trust, and a promise.
It is responsibility and commitment. He has now shouldered the future of Broken Sword Mountain.
It is undeniable that this is a good sword, and its quality is better than the emperor's divine weapon.
But even so, Ye Tingmu still couldn't be happy.
"This sword is a recast from a broken sword. It originally had no name. You can give it a name in the future."
"The quality of this sword is above the Emperor's Divine Weapon, but it is not a Realm Weapon. It lacks a divine soul. If you can breed a sword spirit in the future, it will be Changge's first Realm Weapon."
"Got it, Master."
Baili Xun nodded, and then he cast his gaze on the other people, "You all, come here, let the master take a good look at you."
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