Chapter 238
...Qu Lianxi?
Yu Tu felt vaguely that the name was familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
He looked up at the photo that looked a bit old. The photographer's technique was obviously not very good, and the angle was a bit "dead". But in the photo, whether it was Qu Yutao, Shi Wan, or the strange girl, the eyes of the three were filled with bright and lively energy, and there was a kind of fearless and pure innocence.
It was hard for Yu Tu to imagine that Qu Yutao and Shi Wan had once been so different from how they are now.
Skipping over the photos one by one, Yu Tu kept moving forward. In front of him was another glass display cabinet, but the surface was covered with numerous cracks, as if it had been hit hard.
As he walked here, he keenly heard some unusual movements, like the sound of iron hitting each other, and a faint sense of malice gradually became thicker in the sound of such collision.
Yu Tu gathered his spiritual power in his palm, and the wood-attributed spiritual power attached to the Kunlun-style long sword, with the sword tip slightly moving forward.
He was not as good a sword cultivator as Gu Hongying, but he also sensed the sword's movement, as if something in the unknown ahead was attracting it and resonating with it. Yu Tu lightened his steps and walked forward. The further he walked, the clearer the sound became.
———It was the sound of a chain.
The glass of the surrounding display cabinets began to be covered with a thin layer of frost. Through the ice-covered glass, the exhibits all turned into blurry blocks of color, giving a hazy feeling like looking at flowers in the mist.
Yu Tu hadn't reached the end yet, but he could already clearly feel the temperature around him dropping. He rubbed his arms and used his spiritual power to circulate in his body several times before he could barely warm himself up.
The further you go, the thicker the ice becomes on the display cases. By the end of the aisle, both sides of the aisle are covered with ice of varying thicknesses, and the entire aisle has lost its shape, as if you have walked from an abandoned library into an ice cave.
Yu Tu even had to bend down to pass through when he walked to the back. At the end of the passage, he saw a huge piece of ice. The surface of the ice was not flat. Sword marks of varying depths spread from the ice to the passage. The blue and white ice was mixed with large patches of dark red, as if the flowing blood was solidified in the ice.
Through the impurities in the ice, Yu Tu saw a sword. The sword was jet black in color, but there was a smooth green at the tip of the sword, and there was a pink peace knot on the hilt.
The appearance of the sword was reflected in Yu Tu's eyes, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed.
This sword... looks like the natal sword of the Lord of Kunlun Mountain!
Yu Tu had seen Shi Xu draw her sword. Her sword was snow-white with a hint of silver on the tip. When she used her sword skills, the silver on the tip of the sword flowed, cold, sharp, and unstoppable.
Gu Hongying is determined to become a sword practitioner, so he knows all the famous swords in the inner world like the back of his hand and likes to explain them to his friends with great interest. Yu Tu knows that the sword of the Lord of Kunlun Mountain is named "Zhong Xue Jin" and it is made of extremely rare stardust meteorite.
At that time, Gu Hongying told them a piece of gossip in secret. It was said that stardust meteorite was enough to make one and a half swords, so the swordsmiths at that time used stardust meteorite as the main material and added some other treasures to cast the stardust meteorite into a pair of twin swords, one named "The End of Snow" and the other named "Sui Chun Sheng".
Gu Hongying said that this was just gossip and was not true, but his eyes seemed to be shining. As long as he talked about the things he liked, he always maintained his genuine enthusiasm and love.
Yu Tu collected his wandering thoughts and stared at the sword through the thick ice. He finally found the source of the malice he had felt before.
If "End of Snow" is the natal sword of time, then the sword master of "Sui Chun Sheng" mentioned in the untrue gossip... Yu Tu can only think of Shi Wan.
Shi Wan and Buhuagu are in a weird symbiotic state, so is his natal sword also contaminated?
Yu Tu placed his hand on the ice block that sealed Sui Chunsheng and carefully probed his consciousness into it. He was already prepared to force the Vest to intervene if something went wrong.
But when his consciousness passed over large areas of dark red and was just a few centimeters away from touching the sword, he suddenly heard a slight shattering sound.
Yu Tu: “……?”
He opened his eyes and looked past the sword, seeing a tiny crack appearing on the other side of the ice. The crack grew bigger as he watched, then it passed the sword in the ice and rushed towards him.
Yu Tu: “???”
The sense of crisis he developed from various battles over the past year forced him to retreat again and again. Just after he took a few steps back, the ice that sealed the sword immediately cracked with a loud "bang"!
Yu Tu quickly turned his head and narrowly avoided a small block of ice that was falling towards him. The small block of ice hit the "ice cave" and went into it only one finger deep.
The moment the seal's ice shattered, malice rushed towards him, so thick that Yu Tu almost suffocated. But before he could do anything, the malice was quickly gathered back into the sword. The sword that seemed to follow Chunsheng flew into the air and rushed towards the place where the crack originated.
Yu Tu heard a crisp collision sound, like two weapons clashing with each other, and the familiar sound filled his ears.
“What the hell is that—”
It’s Gu Hongying.
Across the shattered "iceberg", Yu Tu heard Gu Hongying's screams from the other end.
"How come there is an ownerless sword here!"
"It's so powerful even without anyone controlling it. Is this sword spiritual?!"
"Ahhhhhh how come you, with just a sword, can use Kunlun's sword moves so skillfully!"
"Look at me chopping it back, wah-ah-ah-ah—"
Gu Hongying's voice mixed in with this series of clanging noises was particularly rhythmic.
Yu Tu first looked at the hole made by the small ice blocks, then looked at the iceberg formed by the irregular ice blocks in front of him. After sighing, he resigned himself to using his wood-type spiritual power to push the ice blocks down one by one, clearing a hole for him to pass through.
After the cave entrance was cleared, Gu Hongying's voice became clearer. Perhaps he thought he was the only one in this place, so he completely abandoned his image.
"Take my sword!!!"
"Damn it! I didn't expect you to be so strong!"
"You look familiar, have we met before?"
"Whose sword are you? Stop chasing me and poking me!"
You can hear him mumbling loudly while outputting.
Gu Hongying could not see the strong malice attached to the sword, but his intuition as a swordsman told him that there was something strange about the sword and he absolutely could not let it out of here!
While he was trying to adjust his mood, he was complaining in his heart. Gu Hongying was inexplicably dragged into the "well" with the Kunwu sword in his hand and lost consciousness for a few seconds. When he regained consciousness, his Kunwu sword had been firmly inserted into a huge block of ice. A slight cracking sound rang in his ears, and the strange sword intent came towards him from the broken gap.
Tyranny, brutality, and murder.
Golden spiritual power flowed through the Kunwu Sword. As Gu Hongying became defensive, the crack became larger and larger. The tip of the sword flashed a sharp cold light, rapidly expanding in his pupils.
“Keng——”
A huge force was transmitted from Gu Hongying's sword-holding hand. He retreated under the pressure of the huge force. Ice chips accumulated on his heels, making an unpleasant squeaking sound.
If he could talk to himself before to relieve some of the psychological pressure, now he could only grit his teeth. The blue veins popped out of Gu Hongying's arms, mixing with the sweat oozing out of his skin.
For a rookie swordsman, it is too difficult to deal with such a demonic sword.
Brutal sword intent surrounded this pitch-black sword with green flowing on the tip. Every time the sword intent flowed, the protective amulet on Gu Hongying's body dimmed a little. When the protective amulet completely lost its effect, the sword intent would fall directly on him.
Gu Hongying's eyes were stung by the sword's intent, but he held the sword high and resisted the attack with all his might. The inky black sword was reflected in his pupils, and the green gradually turned scarlet.
Gu Hongying's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He said word by word: "Sui, Chun, Sheng!"
He had recognized this very familiar sword and was calling out its name.
"Follow the spring!!!"
It was not known whether it was Gu Hongying's resistance that worked, or his hoarse voice that called back the sword's rare spiritual power. The place where the two swords met was as heavy as a mountain, but now the force had loosened a little. Gu Hongying seized this opportunity, poured spiritual power into it madly, exerted force on his wrist, and reversed the situation with one move!
The jet-black sword was chopped to the ground by the green Kunwu sword. The ice shattered, the ice and snow splashed everywhere, and the breath exhaled by Gu Hongying condensed into white frost.
The tip of the Kunwu Sword touched Sui Chunsheng's sword. With the tip of the sword as the center, cracks began to appear on Sui Chunsheng's sword. The Kunwu Sword trembled, as if mourning for its own kind.
The inky black sword was covered with numerous cracks. The green on the blade completely dimmed and turned into a withered dead ash. Black air surged out from the cracks, forming an inky vortex under the tip of the Kunwu Sword.
With a crisp "clang" sound, Sui Chunsheng was completely shattered into pieces. A hint of gold was faintly visible in the vortex that was spinning more and more fiercely. The gold quickly swallowed up the inky black vortex, and everything returned to silence.
When Yu Tu found Gu Hongying, a golden vortex spread out and the wind brought by the vortex blew Gu Hongying's hair. He raised his head and looked at Yu Tu with a pair of golden eyes.
The pair of stern but determined eyes stared at Yu Tu for a few seconds. Before Yu Tu could sort out the shock that suddenly surged in his mind, he saw Gu Hongying suddenly close his eyes and tilt his head - he fainted.
The head hit the ice with a loud bang.