Borrowing a sword

Chapter 138 Chu Huaixu's Swordless Domain
On the arena, Mo Lingfeng was utterly dejected.

He knew very well that the outcome was already decided.

Moreover, I lost in the most humiliating way.

With a flick of his finger, his sword flew away.

Chu Huaixu's words struck at his heart, word by word.

"Does my sword fear you?"

He really wanted to yell at them, "What rubbish are you spouting?!"

However, everything that just happened was so intuitive and clear.

He knew in his heart how terrified the sword spirit was the moment the other's fingers touched the blade!
Sword cultivators and the sword spirits of their natal swords are connected by a shared understanding and influence each other.

Because the sword spirit was afraid, he felt his hair stand on end and his heart tremble with fear for a moment!
Rather than saying that the Heavenly Stone Sword was flicked away by him, it would be more accurate to say that the sword spirit was intimidated before the battle even began and fled.

It's sinister! So sinister!

How could a body cultivator possibly do that!
His methods are fatal to sword cultivators!

This weakens the combat power of sword cultivators quite drastically.

Chu Huaixu is indeed a swordless one; because of the Heart Sword, he is unable to possess his own natal sword.

However, I have no sword in my hand, and neither can you!

The audience was deathly silent for a moment, then suddenly erupted into a cacophony of whispers.

Kui Muquan and Zhao Xinghan stood beside Geng Tianhe and couldn't help but ask this sword sect genius:
"What's happening here?"

Geng Tianhe, who was at the half-step sword intent realm, frowned and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

In the end, he simply shook his head.

I can't see through it! I can't see through it at all!
He couldn't understand why Junior Brother Mo couldn't draw his sword at first.

What's even more incomprehensible is that after the sword was drawn an inch, Chu Huaixu simply took a step forward, and the moment his foot touched the ground, the sword was sheathed again!

As for his casual flick of the wrist, which barely required any force, and the Heavenly Stone Sword flew out, Geng Tianhe was even more baffled.

The uniqueness of Chu Huaixu even amazed the higher-ups of the Daoist sect.

The Heart Sword could even withstand Chu Yinyin's divine sense probing!

How could he, with only a half-step sword intent realm, possibly understand it?

Moreover, Lu Pan had set up an array for Chu Huaixu to prevent his sword heart from being exposed too early and causing trouble and disaster.

In fact, not to mention Geng Tianhe, even the great cultivators of the fifth realm who were looking down from the clouds were somewhat puzzled.

Mo Tenglong of Wuyou Valley possessed the highest cultivation level, and the other great cultivators couldn't help but ask him questions:
"Brother Mo, what tricks did you see in this young man's move?"

Mo Tenglong shook his head: "It's very strange."

This was an unbelievable experience for them.

Several powerful cultivators at the fifth realm gathered together couldn't see through a junior at the first realm?

However, at this moment, Mo Tenglong no longer blamed his disciples for losing to this body cultivator in the previous rounds.

"It seems I misunderstood him," he thought to himself.

On the arena, Mo Lingfeng's face was deathly pale.

He also began to feel fear towards Chu Huaixu, and had no strength left to fight.
Just now, he felt like he was being controlled.

This feeling is so unbearable.

Mo Lingfeng said dejectedly, "I...I lost."

The next moment, he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, asking, "Could you tell me how you did that?"

He was humble and sincere.

Because he knew very well that if he couldn't figure it out, it would definitely become a nightmare on his path of swordsmanship!
The natal sword is the most precious thing for a sword cultivator.

And it was under his control!

After this battle, Mo Lingfeng may no longer fully trust his natal sword, which could even become a mental demon!

Chu Huaixu looked at him and appreciated his willingness to lower his stance.

But in front of everyone, you want me to tell you my secret?
"This child is just as innocent and naive as Xiao Xu?" He smiled to himself.

But Chu Huaixu felt he needed to give him an answer.

The Taoist sect is the host, and I am a disciple of the Taoist sect, so I should show my demeanor.

So he spoke in a deep voice:
"Instead of asking me, go back and ask your sword."

Chu Huaixu stepped off the stage and left side by side with Han Shuangjiang.

The crowd parted to make way for the couple, their eyes fixed on their retreating figures.

"The man is an unorthodox body cultivator with astonishing physical strength, and today he is even more unpredictable."

"The woman is so young, yet she has already comprehended sword intent and wields a top-grade spiritual weapon!"

This couple is truly frightening.

Geng Tianhe's gaze was fixed on Chu Huaixu.

He now began to understand Elder Situ's deeper meaning and why the other party insisted that he come to observe the competition.

Today, he was jealous that Chu Huaixu seemed to have won Han Shuangjiang's heart, and wanted to see what kind of person he was.

Now, he sees it.

But it seems like I didn't see it.

Because it's completely incomprehensible.

As the senior apprentice, Geng Tianhe watched his junior apprentice Mo leave the stage dejectedly, muttering to himself. He felt he had to comfort him and fulfill his responsibility.

My sword is in fear. My sword is in fear.

As a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect who was extremely devoted to the sword, he felt even more distressed than if his Daoist partner had run away with Chu Huaixu!

Geng Tianhe sighed, then gently patted his shoulder.

"Junior Brother Mo, don't look like that. You'll make a fool of yourself in front of everyone."

"Come back with me. We'll ask Elder Situ; he'll answer our questions," he whispered. Mo Lingfeng's eyes lit up immediately!
That's right, Elder Situ is one of the Four Divine Swords, the junior brother of the Sword Master, and an unparalleled expert in the eighth realm!
He can definitely tell me why!
With this thought in mind, he looked down at the Heavenly Stone Sword in his hand.

The Blade Spirit, however, became lively again, conveying affectionate emotions to him.

However, the more it tried to please and be intimate with him, the more uncomfortable and complicated he felt inside.

"Sigh—, Senior Brother Geng, let's go," Mo Lingfeng said.

After the two left, Kui Muquan and Zhao Xinghan exchanged a glance and hurriedly rushed back to report to their elders.

They were actually quite worried.

"If this unorthodox body cultivator can affect all types of spiritual artifacts, that would be very troublesome!"

The audience below the ring dispersed, but they all walked away in small groups, discussing the matter.

It is obvious that Chu Huaixu will once again become a hot topic of discussion.

Everyone thought that physical cultivation was crude and lacked any magical techniques.

Today was truly an eye-opening experience!

Inside the gate, an elegant courtyard.

As Situ Cheng listened to Geng Tianhe and Mo Lingfeng's descriptions, he slowly put down the jade gourd in his hand.

"You mean, you couldn't even draw your sword at first?"

"Is Chu Huaixu saying this because the Heavenly Stone Sword is afraid of him?"

This sword cultivator at the eighth realm was also somewhat confused.

If the opponent is powerful and completely overwhelms Mo Lingfeng in every aspect, then it's understandable.

However, there's no reason why a cultivator at the first level could achieve such miraculous results!
This is not just about one's level of understanding, but also about one's social standing!

But Situ Cheng's thinking was still clear. He knew very well that since they couldn't see through it on the spot, it would be useless for him to ask any more questions now.

"Why don't we just give it a try!"

The middle-aged man with graying temples gestured and said, "Mo Lingfeng, come to me. Let's try to reconstruct what just happened."

Situ Cheng knew very well that if he didn't clear up Mo Lingfeng's doubts, this promising young man would probably not be able to get out of the shadows for the next few years.

A swordsman is betrayed by his own natal sword?
What's the point of practicing swordsmanship then? How can one still have the heart to admire the way of the sword?
I must thwart that kid's underhanded tricks!

Geng Tianhe stood aside, watching with a curious expression.

Situ Cheng raised a finger, then gently tapped it in the air, channeling his spiritual power into the Heavenly Stone Sword, and said, "Draw your sword."

Mo Lingfeng nodded and tried his best to pull out the sword, but he couldn't do it no matter what he did.

"Was it this feeling of being sealed by spiritual energy back then?" Situ Cheng asked.

"No," Mo Lingfeng replied instantly.

He didn't know how to describe it.

At that moment, he didn't realize that it was the other person's power that was preventing him from drawing his sword.

Situ Cheng seemed to be deep in thought. Then, he made a hand seal with his right hand and cast a sealing spell in mid-air.

"Try it again, is this the feeling?" he asked again.

"Alright!" Mo Lingfeng held his sword horizontally in front of him and pulled it out with force once more.

The Heavenly Stone Sword remained unmoved, sealed tightly.

"No," the boy replied.

He thought it over carefully and said, "Elder, I feel that what is fighting against me is not Chu Huaixu, but the Heavenly Stone Sword itself. It is unwilling to be drawn from its sheath!"

Upon hearing this, the sword spirit of the Heavenly Stone Sword instantly came to life.

Since Chu Huaixu wasn't present anyway, it began frantically conveying its attitude to its master.

—No, I didn't, how could I possibly betray you!
They just refuse to admit it to the death.

Situ Cheng frowned slightly and pondered, "How could a sword cultivator's natal sword betray its master?"

He had considered several possibilities beforehand, one of which was the one he least wanted to believe.

But listening to Mo Lingfeng's description now, it seems to be the most similar to this?
Situ Cheng began to circulate his sword heart, using his enlightened sword heart state to suppress the sword spirit of the Heavenly Stone Sword.

In an instant, the sword spirit of the Heavenly Stone Sword was like a quail.

It stopped trying to defend itself and started trembling.

Such a huge difference in status would naturally instill fear in him!
“Try again,” Situ Cheng said.

Mo Lingfeng drew his sword again, then his eyes lit up.

“That’s right!” he said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately said, "No! That's not how it is!"

"But it also seems somewhat similar."

"No! It's still wrong!"

Situ Cheng was completely confused, and his temper flared up instantly.

"Is it right or wrong?!" He raised his voice slightly.

This child is beyond redemption!

Mo Lingfeng shrank his neck, carefully sensed it, and replied: "Elder, it's somewhat similar, but not quite the same."

"What's different?" Situ Cheng glared, spoke loudly, and reeked of alcohol.

This was actually the outcome he least wanted to believe.

A body cultivator at the first level of cultivation caused a level suppression effect on the natal sword of a sword cultivator at the great perfection of the first level of cultivation.

It’s incredible!
Even if we take a step back and assume that this little guy who's practicing body refinement truly possesses sword intent, just as Chu Yinyin said,...

That level of suppression is impossible! Sword intent alone cannot achieve this!
However, Mo Lingfeng's next answer made him want to slap him to death!
He firmly believed that the problem must lie with Mo Lingfeng, that the blockhead was mistaken in his own feelings, and that his thinking was confused.

Because, under the elder's repeated questioning, Mo Lingfeng finally gave a tentative and uncertain answer in a cautious tone:
"It seems that the Blade Spirit is more afraid of Chu Huaixu?"

(End of this chapter)