Chapter 55 The Spirit of the Immortal-Slaying Sword
It took Qin Wuyan a long time to recover. He looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes somewhat confused, and tentatively called out, "Yao'er?"
He wondered if he was still in a maze, not yet fully awake. Logically speaking, Mu Yao should be staying in Xiaochi Town, not here.
When Biyao heard him call her so affectionately for the first time, she felt a little embarrassed, but for some reason, she also felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had called her that for a long time.
But she was still slightly embarrassed and said angrily, "Qin Wuyan, don't call me that!"
Qin Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood: she had not regained her memories of this life. Xiaobai had previously written to him that Mu Yao had woken up; the Forget-Me-Not Gu had indeed made her forget everything in this life, but she had regained her memories of her previous life as Bi Yao.
Suddenly, a cold, desolate voice echoed in the eerie, quiet stone cave: "A thousand years. I have waited a thousand years, and finally this day has come."
The sound seemed to seep from a crack in the ground, or drip from the darkness above, making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location.
Qin Wuyan instinctively stepped forward to protect Biyao. The two looked around, searching for the source of the sound. After a long while, they were surprised to find that the person bound by iron chains on the stone pillar in the cave had slowly raised his head and opened his eyes.
It's impossible to describe what kind of person she was. Her body was bound by countless iron chains, and the flesh on her waist, wrists, and ankles was almost glued to the cold metal. In fact, judging from her body alone, it was impossible to determine whether she was male or female. But her face, illuminated by the cold moonlight above the cave, despite several scabbed wounds, still revealed her to be that of a serene and beautiful woman.
What's most amazing is her eyes...
Those were actually a pair of bright, turquoise eyes! Like turquoise engraved on a stone pillar, shining brilliantly, they had been polished by wind and sand, yet reflected an even colder, sharper light.
"Who are you?" Qin Wuyan asked. He had never heard of anyone imprisoning such a person in the Illusion Moon Cave of the Qingyun Sect.
"I..." The woman gave a cold laugh, and instead of answering, asked, "And who are you?"
She looked at Biyao: "Especially you, you are actually unaffected by my illusion array."
Qin Wuyan and Biyao exchanged a glance and remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.
Biyao felt that her ability to remain unaffected by the Illusionary Moon Array was mostly related to her reincarnation through the Divine Tree. However, she did not know how she was able to borrow this powerful force to be reborn.
Qin Wuyan naturally realized the reason as well. He looked at the woman on the stone pillar and said humbly, "Senior just said that it has been a thousand years. Could it be... that you have been imprisoned here by the founding ancestor of the Qingyun Sect?"
The Qingyun Sect has been established for a thousand years. Its founder, Master Qingye, secluded himself in the Illusion Moon Cave for more than ten years. After emerging from seclusion, he comprehended a set of sword formations that made the entire cultivation world wary. It was precisely because of this sword formation that the Qingyun Sect has always been at the forefront of the righteous path.
And the only one capable of imprisoning people in this place for thousands of years is probably none other than the True Man Qingye.
Therefore, Qin Wuyan even guessed that the person in front of him might also be a master from their Holy Sect a thousand years ago, which is why he addressed him as "senior".
"What a smart person!"
The woman's eyes flashed with admiration, but her gaze quickly turned cold and sharp, her tone carrying an almost cruel clarity and a chilling hatred:
"I have indeed been imprisoned here by Ye Xuan for a thousand years."
"Ye Xuan?" Qin Wuyan pondered in his mind, then asked, "Could it really be that Qingye Zhenren?"
"Master Qingye?" The woman gave a mocking laugh. "Oh! Yes, how could I forget? He later became the renowned Master Qingye, the founder of the Qingyun Sect, and the creator of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation! Heh... How is he now? Is he still alive? Or has he already ascended to immortality?"
Qin Wuyan said, "He died more than 500 years ago and did not ascend to immortality."
"Dead?" The woman was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Good! Good riddance! It's so good that he died! I was just thinking, if he could become an immortal after being attacked by my resentment, then the heavens would truly be unjust."
Qin Wuyan was immediately startled: "You...you are..."
The woman's smile was icy: "I am the spirit of the Zhuxian Sword."
Qin Wuyan and Biyao were both shocked.
Biyao, in particular, had personally experienced the immense power of the Zhuxian Sword, but she never imagined that its spirit was a woman, imprisoned in the Illusion Moon Cave.
Qin Wuyan suddenly made a move, and a bronze square pot engraved with ancient Kui dragon patterns flew out of his hand. As it rose into the air, it grew larger and larger. As the light flowed, runes twinkled like stars, changing around the square pot in the air.
"The Demon-Refining Pot?!" The woman glanced at the square pot in the air in surprise, then smiled at Qin Wuyan and said, "Do you perhaps intend to use it to seize my power?"
Qin Wuyan did not answer, but continued chanting the incantation that the Underworld Emperor had taught him. The Underworld Emperor had previously told him that the murderous aura of the Immortal Execution Sword came from the sword spirit of the Immortal Execution Sword, which was also the source of the Immortal Execution Sword's power.
How could he possibly let go of such an opportunity to absorb malevolent energy?
Biyao didn't understand what Qin Wuyan was going to do. She watched as the runes around the square pot in the air gradually transformed into a huge Tai Chi Bagua pattern, enveloping the woman on the stone pillar. As the light grew brighter, the entire Illusion Moon Cave shook violently, with a thunderous roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami surging from all directions, shaking the heavens and the earth!
Qin Wuyan hadn't expected this to happen, and hurriedly pulled Biyao aside, fearing something might happen to her.
Just when he thought the ancient cave was about to collapse, he heard a few loud "bangs" and the iron chains wrapped around the stone pillars in the cave snapped open, bursting into a shower of sparks and iron flowers. The blazing, flashing light, like stardust that had been burned out, trailed fine red light and fell down.
Illuminated by a shower of sparks and meteors, the woman bound by iron chains to the stone pillar was finally freed. The Demon-Refining Pot remained suspended in the air, its Tai Chi symbol transforming once more into a series of floating, leaping runes.
The pale golden light emitted by the Demon Refining Pot illuminated the ancient cave, and the woman's face and figure gradually became clear: her hair was still messy, but a silver tassel adorned her forehead, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like spring water, and her face was fair and her lips were red. She was a stunningly beautiful woman.
The chains binding her had all vanished, replaced by a light green sleeveless top that reached just to her waist, cinched at the waist with a narrow silver belt engraved with gleaming silver vine patterns. Her lower body was draped in a dark green tube skirt. Within the rippling waves, patterns of mountains, forests, cranes, flowers, and trees appeared and disappeared.
At first glance, it seems as if she has draped herself in the misty, vibrant green mountains.
Qin Wuyan and Biyao stared wide-eyed, speechless.
Her figure floated over and landed in front of the two men. Seeing that they were both dumbfounded, she looked up at the Demon Refining Pot above her head and smiled, "If the Demon Refining Pot wants to absorb my power, it must awaken my primordial spirit from the formation. Where did you obtain this item?"
Qin Wuyan remained silent, frowned slightly, and once again channeled his energy, chanting an incantation.
“You don’t need to rush!” the woman said. “The murderous aura of the Immortal Execution Sword originated from me. If you want it, I can give it to you. But you must agree to one condition.”
Qin Wuyan paused his actions upon hearing her words: "What are the conditions?"
The mandrill said, "Are you interested in hearing my story first?"
Qin Wuyan said, "Please speak!"
The mountain demon said, "I was once the mountain god of Qingyun Mountain. Of course, a thousand years ago, people called me a mountain demon or a mountain spirit, and did not respect me as a god. But I didn't care. Later, Ye Xuan appeared on Qingyun Mountain. He accompanied me for more than ten years. I regarded him as a confidant and lover, but he deceived me and cheated me. After learning my weakness, he trapped my primordial spirit in a magic array and used the power of my primordial spirit to draw the spiritual energy of the mountain to forge the Zhuxian Sword Array. I also became the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword from then on."
"For a thousand years, I have resented and hated him constantly, and the murderous aura of the Immortal Execution Sword was born from this. However, my primordial spirit cannot break the formation, so the greater the murderous aura, the greater the power of the Immortal Execution Sword. This, in turn, led to the establishment of the sect by Ye Xuan. Now, although you have used the Demon Refining Pot to break the seal on my primordial spirit, my body has long been destroyed, and my primordial spirit is extremely weak. If the murderous aura is gone, I will not last long. I previously thought that I could only live with this murderous aura, becoming a tool for slaughter in the hands of the world. But I never expected to see you today..."
The mountain demon looked at Biyao, a hint of excitement in its eyes: "I need you to help me restore my primordial spirit."
Qin Wuyan stepped forward almost without hesitation, blocking Biyao's path and refusing, "Don't even think about making a move on her."
The mountain demon laughed: "If I really wanted to take her, why would I waste my breath talking to you here? I just disdain taking what belongs to others by force. Besides, if I were to forcibly seize her wood element divine power now, my own primordial spirit wouldn't be able to withstand it."
Biyao was very puzzled: "I don't understand, why can I help you? How can I have any wood element divine power?"
The mandrill said, "If you don't even know, then I certainly don't know either. I guess..."
Her gaze shifted to Qin Wuyan: "You must know the reason."
Qin Wuyan lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent.
Biyao stared at Qin Wuyan: "Is what she said true?"
Qin Wuyan said, "Biyao, I'll explain to you later. Right now, the most important thing is to suppress the malevolent energy on her." After saying that, he was about to chant an incantation to activate the Demon Refining Pot again.
The mandrill was annoyed by his suspicion and simply said, "Don't you want to know why the person who gave you the Demon-Refining Pot asked you to absorb the malevolent energy from my body?"
Qin Wuyan paused. He had asked the Underworld Emperor this question before, but had not received an answer.
The mountain demon continued, “Judging from your expression, you care deeply about this girl, which touches me greatly. Therefore, I must remind you that whoever gave you the divine artifact likely has the same goal as me: to regain their lost divine power. This girl's wood-elemental divine power is very likely to be coveted. She is neither immortal nor god; once her divine power is taken away, her soul will be annihilated. However, if you are willing to help me, once I recover, I will one day protect this girl's soul.”
Qin Wuyan pondered for a moment and said, "From what you're saying, the person who gave me the Demon Refining Pot wanted to use Biyao's divine power to restore his lost divine power?"
The mandrill nodded appreciatively: "You're very clever. However, it seems that what that person wants is definitely not the power of the wood element. I guess it's more likely the power of the fire element, or even... he might want all five elements of divine power."
Qin Wuyan still had some doubts, so he asked again, "Then... how do I help you restore your primordial spirit?"
Seeing that he was finally wavering, the mountain demon laughed and said, "It's very simple. After my primordial spirit returns to the Immortal Execution Sword, she can just carry me with her every day as her sword."
Qin Wuyan was stunned: "It's that simple?"
"It's that simple! However, before you absorb all my malevolent energy, she must first give me a little bit of divine power to protect my primordial spirit."
Biyao was soft-hearted and deeply sympathetic to the mountain demon's tragic experience. She looked at Qin Wuyan and said, "I'm willing to help her."
Qin Wuyan was still hesitant: "Biyao, you can know a person's face but not their heart. How do you know that what she said is definitely true? The Zhuxian Sword is an evil object. If you carry it with you as a sword, not only will the Qingyun Sect regard you as an enemy, but you yourself may also suffer a backlash."
The mandrill shook its head and sighed, giving Qin Wuyan a sidelong glance: "Ha, men really are full of tricks!"
"Wu Yan!" Bi Yao tugged at his arm and advised, "Just trust her this once. She doesn't seem like a bad person. Besides, when she appeared just now, I could feel a very fresh and gentle aura. I believe what she says."
The mandrill said, deeply moved, "Girl, your feeling is absolutely right! I am the mountain god, and you are the body of the divine tree. We are bound together by nature."
She then looked at Qin Wuyan: "Young master, if you really don't believe me, you can immediately put away your hostility and not worry about my life or death. However, if this young lady is really used by your mastermind in the future and her soul is scattered, don't blame me for not giving you a chance to make amends today."
These words truly struck a nerve with Qin Wuyan. After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded.
The mountain demon was overjoyed and reached out to Biyao. She smiled and then infused her with spiritual power. Immediately afterward, the mountain demon summoned an extremely ancient longsword. Its material was neither gold nor jade, and its design was ordinary, with only the words "Zhu Xian" engraved on the hilt.
She leaped into the air, her figure instantly transforming into a streak of azure light and merging into the Immortal Execution Sword. A voice emanated from the sword:
"The sword contains all my power, but it is all malevolent energy. When you withdraw it, my primordial spirit will be unable to control this malevolent energy. You must remember to keep your mind steady and not be deceived by any illusions, otherwise you will easily be devoured by the malevolent energy and fall into the demonic path."
Qin Wuyan nodded, closed his eyes, focused his energy, and began chanting the incantation again.
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