With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 67 Mysterious Sword Spirit
Su Muyao didn't want to cause trouble for Mei Qingchen, so she said calmly, "I didn't say you couldn't come back."

Seeing her tense and wary reaction, Mei Qingchen softened his imposing aura and explained casually, "You don't need to be so nervous."

"These past few days I've had someone fuse the Xuanling Iron with my natal sword to forge it."

As he spoke, Mei Qingchen took out his natal sword.

The sword was no longer the dilapidated thing it once was; it seemed to have been reshaped. Its blade was long and slender, like a pool of clear water, smooth as a mirror.

The sword's blade exudes a chilling aura, seemingly carrying boundless power.

Under the sunlight, it gleamed with a sharp edge, and its blade was adorned with peculiar runes, exuding an aura of mystery.

It can exert an invisible pressure on people, to the point that people feel a sense of awe towards this sword.

Upon seeing the sword, Su Muyao's expression shifted slightly.

If it weren't for the traces of black aura surrounding the sword, it would truly be a world-renowned treasure.

No wonder Mei Qingchen cherishes it so much.

After a pause, Mei Qingchen said, "Thank you for your Xuanling Iron."

"This sword still has some traces of darkness about it. Could you please repair it for me?"

Su Muyao found his words very strange.

Mei Qingchen must have taken the wrong medicine. Why is she talking to her in this tone?

She looked up at Mei Qingchen and met his cold, beautiful phoenix eyes. The phoenix eyes that were once cold and disgusted were now much calmer.

No longer carrying the tense anger of a drawn sword.

Su Muyao scrutinized him with a suspicious look, becoming increasingly wary.

She felt that something was definitely amiss if things were unusual.
Mei Qingchen let her look at him. "Why don't I move closer so you can take a closer look and see if what I said is true?"

Su Muyao grabbed the sword and quickly stepped back, saying, "No need."

"I'll fix your sword right away."

Her supernatural abilities have recovered somewhat in the past few days.

It can repair this sword.

Seeing how Su Muyao avoided him like the plague, Mei Qingchen raised an eyebrow, revealing a deep and alluring expression.

He still remembered the shocked look on the man's face when he took the Xuanling Iron and his natal sword to someone forging them.

However, no matter how the person asked, he wouldn't reveal her name.

why?

He doesn't know either.

His letter to the Mei family should have been received by now.

I don't know if the prescription will work!
When Su Muyao received the sword, she could clearly feel that it was different from the previous one.

The sword is very light, as if it possesses a spirit, as if it has a life of its own, giving people a sense of agility and elegance.

I don't know if she had repaired this sword before, or if it was because the Xuanling Iron was taken out of her space.

In short, she felt a sense of familiarity as she held her natal sword.

Su Muyao looked at Mei Qingchen and said, "Just stand there and don't come any closer. Don't disturb me while I'm repairing this sword."

Mei Qingchen leaned lazily against the door frame, arms crossed. "Of course."

"You don't actually think I'm going to do anything to you, do you?"

Mei Qingchen spoke these words in a lazy and casual manner.

But Su Muyao could hear the sarcasm in his tone.

It's as if this statement is a joke.

After a pause, Mei Qingchen added, "If I didn't need you to repair this sword, do you think I would be standing here?"

Su Muyao's expression changed, and she felt as if a lump had been formed in her throat.

She really wanted to slap him to shut him up.

However, considering her current strength, she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

She knew that saying anything more would only humiliate her.

Without further delay, Su Muyao activated her wood-elemental power and infused it into the spirit sword. A green light continuously surged into the spirit sword.

After Su Muyao's superpower established a connection with the sword spirit, she felt her spirit enter the spiritual sea of ​​the sword.

At first, all she saw was a mist, but when the mist cleared, she found herself in a place of lush green grass, birdsong, and fragrant flowers.

However, a dark aura lingered not far away, as if some power was calling to her.

Su Muyao walked towards the black mist.

As she walked over, she exuded a natural aura, surrounded by green light that purified all the black energy.

In the far corner, there is a tree, and under the tree is a masked man who is unconscious.

He was tall and slender like a jade tree, dressed in a black brocade robe, with jet-black hair as smooth as silk, which was not tied up but simply loose.

A cold wind blew, ruffling his clothes and hair, giving him an ethereal and otherworldly air.

Yet he was shrouded in black mist, making him seem like a dark rose, giving him an eerie feeling.

He was unconscious at the moment, wearing a mask that only revealed the lower half of his face. Even so, one could tell that his appearance must have been extremely exquisite and beautiful, like a finely carved piece of jade, with skin that was a cool white tone.

The contrast between black and white creates a striking visual impact.

Seeing that the black energy was about to devour him completely, Su Muyao used her wood-type ability to purify the black energy on his body.

After all the black energy on his body was purified, the surrounding air became fresh and the sky turned blue.

Even the tree next to it suddenly sprouted peach blossoms.

A refreshing breeze blows, and the leaves flutter down, creating a beautiful scene.

Su Muyao looked at the man on the ground with some curiosity and reached out to tentatively touch his mask.

But at that moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, they revealed a pair of peach blossom eyes, deep and unfathomable, filled with a cold, icy glint.

The moment he saw Su Muyao, a gentle light appeared in his eyes. "Miss, you saved me!"

Su Muyao never expected him to wake up so suddenly, and that his eyes were so beautiful.

His eyes were slightly curved, naturally expressive, and could easily captivate and bewitch.

She was stunned by his beauty and asked, "Who are you?"

She had just been repairing Mei Qingchen's natal sword. While she was repairing it, her spiritual sea connected with it, and then she suddenly arrived here.

I don't even know where this place is.

"I am the sword spirit!"

Su Muyao looked shocked, her eyelashes trembling violently. "You...you're a sword spirit?"

Can Blade & Soul regain its human form?
Su Muyao found it hard to believe.

Seemingly aware of Su Muyao's doubts, a soft chuckle escaped his lips, "Yes, I am a sword spirit. It was you who awakened me with Xuanling Iron and your special abilities."

As he said this, he stretched out his hand.

Su Muyao's eyelashes trembled, and she tried to dodge.

He whispered, "Don't move!"

For some reason, Su Muyao stopped moving.

Then he removed the peach blossom petals that had fallen from her hair.

He looked at the peach tree beside him, as if reminiscing about something, and said, "This tree hasn't bloomed for a long time, but now it's suddenly covered in peach blossoms!"

"Would you like some peach blossom wine, young lady? I'll brew some for you, shall I?"

"Or you might want to eat peach blossom pastries, I can make them for you."

amount……

Su Muyao felt that everything in front of her was dazed and unreal.

She didn't know if what she heard was true.

"Or peach blossom soup, or peach blossom cake?"

(End of this chapter)