Borrowing a sword

Chapter 119 Junior Uncle Returns to the Sect
At the foot of the mountain, the group of cultivation giants exchanged glances, and some of them sighed inwardly.

"Sixth Junior Brother, go and bring this child down," Xiang Yan instructed.

"Yes, Sect Master." Li Chunsong accepted the order.

Because there was a no-flying formation on Cangling Mountain, he could only use his movement technique to climb the mountain.

Chu Huaixu quickly seized the opportunity to try and extract information, asking, "Sect Master, Xu Ziqing should be alright, right?"

"His life is not in danger, but I don't know if the fetus has been damaged," Xiang Yan replied.

He gave Chu Huaixu a reassuring smile, which sounded more like a sinister grin, and said, "Don't worry, if anything really goes wrong, I... cough cough, we'll give him a Xuan Tian Fetal Breathing Pill."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yinyin thought to herself, "As expected, he's still as stingy as ever!"

In her eyes, the sect leader was absolutely fair in the allocation of sect resources.

But getting him to part with any of his personal resources is practically impossible!

Upon hearing the sect leader's reply, Chu Huaixu was torn between hoping that Xiao Xu's spiritual embryo was damaged or that he was unharmed.

"With his innate healing physique, if he were to take another Xuan Tian Fetal Breathing Pill, even if the main medicinal effects were used to restore the damaged spiritual embryo, the remaining medicinal effects would probably be enough for him to advance to the middle grade," he guessed to himself.

After inquiring about his physical condition, he naturally wanted to ask about the bronze sword on the mountain.

"Sect Master, Elders, does Junior Brother Xu's current state equate to him obtaining the sword left behind by the Dao Ancestor?"

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yan replied, "I suppose so."

He didn't say anything too absolute.

The situation developed in a way that was completely different from what everyone expected.

Just when everyone thought Chu Huaixu would win the sword, he and the sword grew to dislike each other and even got into a fight on the mountaintop.

This previously unnoticed boy inexplicably broke a part of the seal.

Xiang Yan looked at Chu Huaixu, feeling it was appropriate to tell him something, and said:

“We thought you were the most likely person to take down this sword.”

"But unexpectedly, it turned out to be this child."

"Chu Huaixu, I heard from my sixth junior brother that this outer disciple named Xu Ziqing was previously a servant in your courtyard?"

Chu Huaixu nodded upon hearing this.

"He said you were moved by his talent, but did you discover some of his strengths?" Xiang Yan asked.

Everyone stared at the young man in the black robe, waiting for his answer.

"Sect Master, Elders, earlier, I learned a martial arts palm technique from Han Shuangjiang. Junior Brother Xu only watched it a few times before he fully grasped it."

"He told me that he came from a famous family of swordsmen in the martial arts world, and that he could learn any sword technique from a young age."

"Recently, I discovered that he has an exceptional talent for magic and a very high level of comprehension. He may learn magic even faster than I do."

Upon hearing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise, "Even faster than you?"

According to their understanding, Chu Huaixu only spent a few days to master two Xuan-level techniques to a minor level.

If someone is even faster than him, what a monster they would be!
"It seems you have indeed found a hidden gem for our Daoist sect," Xiang Yan exclaimed in amazement.

Chu Huaixu immediately followed his lead and began to flatter him: "Can this disciple obtain sect contribution points?"

Everyone laughed upon hearing this.

"Don't give me that!" Fifth Elder Zhao Shuqi laughed and scolded.

At that very moment, Li Chunsong had already quickly brought Xu Ziqing down the mountain.

Chu Huaixu glanced at him and saw that Xiao Xu's hands were empty, and the bronze sword was still on the mountain peak.

"Sixth Elder, why didn't you take the sword down?" he asked.

"You think highly of me, kid. We can't retrieve that sword; he'll have to get it himself after he wakes up," Li Chunsong said with a smile, waving his hand.

He listened to these words while silently processing the information he had gleaned.

"I was also thinking, let's see if I can borrow your sword sometime," Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

He felt that if he were to wield this sword, the spirit of the bronze sword would be furious.

Although, due to the sword in his mind, he seemed unable to wield a sword.

"But if the object I'm holding is it, since the Heart Sword hates it so much, it should also join forces with me and bully it together, right?" he joked to himself.

Chu Huaixu intended to continue trying to elicit information, but the higher-ups of the Daoist sect began to expel him.

“We will take good care of Xu Ziqing. His situation is special right now, and we need to observe him for a while.”

"Junior Sister, you should escort Chu Huaixu back," Sect Master Xiang Yan instructed.

"Okay." Chu Yinyin readily agreed. She didn't find it strange at all that she would send her own apprentice away.

Little did she know that her beloved disciple was thinking to himself, "Second Master, you have no status at all! It's one thing to kick me out, but you even kicked you out of the group chat too!"

"The peak of the sixth realm is so weak, how can you be so disappointing!"

Before leaving, Chu Huaixu gave Xiao Xu a deep look.

Has fate truly returned to its original course? Is this really destiny?

"That doesn't seem to be the case!" he thought to himself.

The loli elder took to the air, carrying her future precious disciple to Medicine Mountain.

The people at the foot of Cangling Mountain looked up at their departing figures before beginning their discussion. "Sect Master, what should we do with Xu Ziqing?" Li Chunsong asked.

Everyone had already reached a tacit understanding to start nurturing Chu Huaixu properly.

That day, the gambling addict treated everyone to drinks, and everyone put on such a show in front of the junior sister for so long, all for this purpose.

With his sword heart clear and his mastery of the Dao Canon, plus his possession of the Dao Ancestor's sword sheath, he is absolutely the best candidate to enter the Origin Spirit Realm.

But today, someone has become a swordsman.

But he's only a half-sword servant?
Now things are a bit hard to say.

“Actually, we all know very well what Chu Huaixu will face after entering the Origin Spirit Realm,” Xiang Yan said.

"Although he has a clear understanding of swordsmanship and has mastered the Daoist Canon, it cannot be said that he is 100% certain."

“I believe that deep down, you’re not entirely at ease either, are you?” Xiang Yan glanced around at everyone.

Everyone nodded.

After saying that, the bald sect leader glanced at the unconscious Xu Ziqing and sighed: "If this child can become a sword servant, I believe the Dao Ancestor has already made arrangements. Although only one of the nine restrictions on the bronze sword has been lifted so far, it should be enough."

"It's a pity that this kind of mistake has occurred again."

His meaning was clear: neither Chu Huaixu nor Xu Ziqing could guarantee that everything would go smoothly once they entered the Origin Spirit Realm!
“Now, we have no choice but to bet on both sides,” Xiang Yan decided.

"Chu Huaixu should continue cultivating as he is now. As for Xu Ziqing, although he is not the chosen one, things have come to this point, so let him practice the 'Sword Nourishing Technique' left by the Dao Ancestor for the sword servants."

"Now, the Eastern Continent Grand Competition is approaching."

"These two children may eventually have a showdown."

"Whoever wins will take on this great responsibility and go to the Origin Spirit Realm."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement: "That's the only way."

Only the die-hard gambler Li Chunsong quickly realized: "Does that mean we can gamble again then?"

Nangong Yue still had her arms crossed. She looked at everyone and followed the sect leader's words, saying, "The Eastern Continent Grand Competition is about to begin. Junior Martial Uncle should be back before the competition, right?"

“Of course, Junior Uncle can distinguish between what is important and what is not,” said Elder Lu Pan.

In the Mirror Kingdom of the Eastern Continent, in the desolate northern mountains.

Inside an extremely secluded cave, corpses lay strewn everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

The storyteller, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back; his white robe remained spotless.

The evil cultivators lying on the ground were all lifeless.

Even the souls of each person were completely annihilated and vanished from the world.

The storyteller glanced down at the pool of blood on the ground, where he could vaguely see his own reflection.

He stared at it for quite a while.

The Taoist Second Elder, who resembled a peasant, was collecting his junior uncle's "spoils of war" on the side.

After he finished looting the corpse, he walked over to the storyteller and said, "I never imagined that there would be evil cultivators lurking in the desolate northern mountains."

The junior master of the Daoist sect chuckled and said, "Originally, they would have retreated even deeper, but now that the great calamity of heaven and earth is approaching, they have all become much more active."

The burly man nodded and asked, "Junior Uncle, shall we continue back to the sect?"

They set off from the capital of the Mirror Kingdom yesterday.

Passing through the desolate northern mountains, the storyteller noticed something amiss. This demon-slaying villain, who had descended the mountain to vanquish evil spirits, rushed into the hidden cave and began slaughtering these evil cultivators.

Although he has fallen from the ninth realm, he is still one of the strongest people in the world.

How could these heretical cultivators be a match for him?

The big man had a bad feeling; he thought that they would have to keep stopping and starting like they did today, wasting time along the way.

The storyteller, dressed in a white robe, glanced at him.

The second elder of the Taoist sect immediately shrank back, no longer daring to urge him.

"Judging by the time, Xu Ziqing should be almost fully enlightened by now," said the middle-aged man in white robes.

"But with his pseudo-spiritual embryo's aptitude, it will probably take him quite some time to cultivate to the first level of the first realm and then go up to Hidden Spirit Mountain."

"It's alright, it's safer to go back sooner rather than later."

Upon hearing this, the burly man felt a surge of joy.

Sure enough, although Junior Uncle usually acts impulsively, he is often reliable when it comes to important matters.

The storyteller glanced at his apprentice and said, "Let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out of the cave.

The rough-skinned burly man quickly followed.

After leaving the cave, the two flew through the air.

As a result, after flying for a short while, before even leaving the area of ​​the desolate northern mountains, the storyteller frowned again, and then his figure disappeared instantly.

The burly man was speechless: "How come there are still hereine cultivators hiding here!"

He could only comfort himself: "It's alright, it's alright. Junior Uncle kills people quickly, it won't take too long."

"At our speed of flight, even at today's pace, we should be able to reach the Dao Sect in about seven days, right?"

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