Chapter 30 How about awakening this sword?
At this moment, many things flashed through Ling Fengzhi's mind in an instant.
For example, the life and death of the master, the secretive senior brother of the sect, the secret of the magic sword in his hand, and the ups and downs and hardships he had experienced since he embarked on the path of Taoism... What finally remained in his mind was the familiar face of the girl.
——It seemed that only during his time in the Canglang Mountains was he “Ling Fengzhi” rather than a “disciple of the Sword Palace”.
Although they had not known each other for a long time, the face in Ling Fengzhi's mind was as clear as yesterday, just like the first time he fought against the enemy. He trusted her very much and let her step on his sword, and they cooperated tacitly to take off the other person's head.
In Ling Fengzhi's mind, Chu Sheng did not smile, nor did she show any other expression. She stared intently and concentratedly at the sword in her hand, for one breath, two breaths, three breaths.
At the moment when the wind gently blew the corner of her robe, the girl suddenly stood up under the plum tree.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, as a disciple of the Sword Palace—"
"What exactly is your sword path?"
Ling Fengzhi let out a hearty laugh from his throat.
He no longer thought about his master, the demonic cultivators, the sect, or the spiritual sword. In this desperate situation, his mind returned to the small courtyard in the Canglang Mountains where he had recuperated. The pain and weakness left his body in that instant.
There was no injury, no fatigue, no confusion, and no hesitation. The Ling Fengzhi in his heyday seemed to have returned to him. At this moment, what remained in his heart was only an unprecedented tranquility.
The young swordsman, holding the Frost Sword coveted by countless people, jumped straight into the forbidden area that even the various demons on the ground were unwilling to set foot in, that bottomless underground cave, as if seeking death.
"Fellow Daoist Chu Sheng, I have a sword move that I haven't used yet..."
He used his body as a sword, his fighting spirit was unwavering, and Frost Hua was moved by it, as if it had never been at odds with him, and it remained quietly in his hand - Ling Fengzhi lowered his head at this moment.
The wind stopped.
The world grew utterly silent, the only sound being the distinct sound of blood flowing down his arm to his fingertips before suddenly hitting the jagged rock wall. Deep beneath the darkness, something seemed to be awakening.
Amidst the rustling sounds of climbing, countless demons rushed towards Ling Fengzhi, a beacon-like existence. Looking at the increasing number of demons, the young swordsman's expression was firm with a hint of desperate madness.
Ling Fengzhi not only did not retreat, but instead quickly moved forward to a deeper level - the next second, a cold light that seemed to penetrate the sky and earth suddenly emerged from the depths!
"——Just take a good look at this sword. What do you think?"
boom!
On a flying boat heading towards Jingnan Island, Ye Ziqing, holding a flashing communication jade bead, kicked open the door of Duobao Tower that was welded shut with a formation in order to keep an eye on him while he finished his manuscript.
"Book Master, the Tower Master said that there are still nine copies of the manuscript to be submitted today..." Before the guard finished speaking, he only saw Ye Ziqing's back as he jumped off the high tower and rode away on a flying magic weapon.
"Stop talking so much nonsense! Put it all on my account!"
——If you don’t hurry up and save the situation, my junior sister is going to tear down the Zhongnan Taoist Sect’s mountain!
As the house-destroying junior sister that Ye Ziqing is thinking about at the moment, Chu Sheng is now thinking about how to actively attract the lightning strike.
Although controlling thunder tribulation sounds a bit ridiculous, since Chu Sheng and Gui Xuan had already experienced the special experience package brought by Xiao Jieyun, they both had some indescribable experience in how to control the range of thunder tribulation and how to be precise.
Chu Sheng could vaguely sense Jie Yun's emotions, and could even communicate with it to some extent, but Gui Xuan...
Gui Xuan knew that the token Yuan Qi threw to Chu Sheng as a joke was the token of the sect leader that the entire Zhongnan Taoist sect regarded as a sign of respect. However, this did not prevent him from quickly snatching Yuan Qi's Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella and stuffing it into Chu Sheng's arms when the umbrella was about to resist and hit him.
"All defensive formations are useless. This thing is the most effective. Use this!"
"Wait, Zhuo Qing, something bad will happen if you hold Yuan Qi's Tianyan Umbrella like this--" Qi An's voice, which was about to stop him, got stuck in his throat when he realized that Chu Sheng naturally took the umbrella, opened it, and turned it around.
"Any questions?" Chu Sheng subconsciously twisted the umbrella handle and looked at the three people. "...Thank you, Senior Brother Yuan Qi, it's quite easy to hold."
"It's fine if it's convenient for you. It's a good thing that Tian Yan is willing to be controlled by you. This way, you won't take too many risks."
After hearing what Yuan Qi, the master, said, Chu Sheng took the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella and Gui Xuan with him to study how to attract lightning without any doubt.
Now it was Qi An's turn to look at Yuan Qi with the glare of a thief watching over his house. "Yuan Qi, how come Junior Sister Chu Sheng was able to use your natal magic weapon so easily?"
A cultivator's natal magical weapon is their most vital aid and half of their body on their quest for immortality. Some, through chance, may acquire a renowned magical weapon, such as Ling Fengzhi's Frost Flower Sword.
The disadvantages of picking up a ready-made one are obvious. The owner needs to obtain the recognition of the magic weapon before he can actually use it, but the benefits are also immediate. As long as Ling Fengzhi, who holds the Frost Sword, can survive, his future achievements will at least reach the level of the legendary Frost Sword Master.
Some people will choose a rough piece and, like sand eventually transforming into pearls, create a legendary magic weapon from scratch. Qi An is a typical representative of this example.
Starting from scratch means that the early cultivators cannot enjoy the greater bonus brought by the magic weapon, but as the cultivator's own realm continues to increase, further polishing and tempering of the magic weapon will make the natal magic weapon more handy and have growth potential.
Yuan Qi represents a more niche option that is more expensive, manpower-intensive, and resource-intensive.
Yuan Qi, who was born into a prominent family of cultivators, has enjoyed cultivation resources that countless people desire since the day he was born.
As the Qilin son that the entire Yuan family had been looking forward to for many years, the ancestor of the Yuan family had used secret techniques to calculate Yuan Qi's bones long before he was born, and personally went to the secret realm to find the famous ancient magic weapon, the Demon-Suppressing Umbrella, as the contract object for his natal magic weapon.
But it seems unrealistic for a child to want to use the ancient magic weapon for himself, even if he has the support of a noble family.
The old-fashioned immortal cultivation forces represented by the Yuan family have accumulated a deep foundation for thousands of years, and naturally have their own set of methods to neutralize this problem:
From the moment a child is born, the instrument is refined day and night using the child's umbilical cord blood. Besides the three treasures of umbilical cord blood, eyebrow blood, and heart blood, a portion of the body must be selected after the Dao body matures to fuse with the instrument, strengthening the connection until the instrument is completely subdued.
The natal magic weapon created in this way can combine the advantages of the previous two, but it requires extremely high quality of the cultivator himself, and it must also ensure that the cultivator can be fully protected and repaired after giving up his original body and blood.
The materials and resources required in the entire process are countless and absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary people. Only someone like Yuan Qi, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and possesses unique qualifications, can do it.
Yuan Qi refined his three treasures into the Demon-Suppressing Umbrella when he was three years old. After he achieved minor success in Taoism, he selected a piece of his finger bone and half of his ribs and integrated them into the Umbrella. Now he has completely conquered the Demon-Suppressing Umbrella, and thus was given the name "Tian Yan".
For a cultivator, a completely subdued natal magical instrument is an extension of themselves, an indispensable hand, a body that moves at will and never betrays them. Others cannot easily touch it. Not to mention couples, even close blood relatives rarely pick it up and use it like a toy...
Yuan Qi was also a little puzzled by this, but considering that Tian Yan was very close to Chu Sheng when they first met, perhaps there was some kind of opportunity between the two that was not yet clear, so he kept silent about it.
Yuan Qi knew very well that it might not be a good idea to rashly get to the bottom of things before the time was right.
"Perhaps Junior Sister Chu Sheng was once my junior sister?"
Yuan Qi casually brushed off the topic, showing no objection to Chu Sheng taking his life-defining magical weapon. If the situation required the use of the power of a heavenly tribulation's thunderbolt, Tian Yan wouldn't have to display too much of his abilities; using it solely for self-defense would have been more practical.
But at this moment, facing Qi An, he couldn't help but show a bit of shame on his face.
"In this dangerous situation, we, as Jindan-stage cultivators, are powerless. We can only ask Junior Sister Chu Sheng, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, to hold the foremost position. It will be truly embarrassing for us to face Ye Ziqing in the future..."
Upon hearing this, Qi An's face turned pale.
"Once this matter is over, Zhongnan Taoist Sect will definitely give an explanation." Yuan Qi gave the Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella to Chu Sheng, and he still had other magic weapons with him.
He took out a whisk, and thousands of silk threads floated up, ready to attack Chu Sheng and Gui Xuan at any time:
"But having said that, it's really unexpected that Guixuan and Junior Sister Chusheng have such a close relationship."
The name "Young Master of Liangyi Valley" is a title that will give people a headache in any situation. Acting recklessly, not understanding what others say, arrogant and conceited, and without any humanity are all the names given to Gui Xuan by past victims.
Before this, Yuan Qi naturally thought so too, but when he was with Chu Sheng, the other side of Gui Xuan revealed really opened his eyes.
"Has Liangyi Valley made up its mind to form a marriage alliance with Hehuan Sect's Venerable Yunmeng? Junior Sister Chusheng is still so young. If this is true, it's a little premature and somewhat inappropriate..."
"Yuan Qi, what are you talking about? When did that annoying Gui Xuan show up? Isn't Zhuo Qing, who's with Junior Sister Chu Sheng, a female cultivator? What kind of marriage is this?"
Qi Anting felt a headache and simply slapped Yuan Qi on the back fiercely to interrupt his mumbling.
"Alright, let's not give up now. Focus your attention. The defensive formation that's trapping the black dragon is about to collapse!!"
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