Borrowing a sword

Chapter 280 Suppressing the Bronze Sword

Chu Huaixu never expected that his journey of borrowing swords would lead him to the contemporary Sword Master so quickly.

What intrigued him even more was the situation that brought the Sword Master to the scene, and why this young Taoist was even planning to borrow a sword from the Sword Master.

It can't be just for fun or pure practice, right?
Chu Huaixu noticed that the Dao Ancestor did not seem to borrow swords from people repeatedly.

"Sword Master, may I borrow your sword?" the young Taoist priest said loudly.

In Chu Huaixu's recent experiences, Daozu seems to have always been a very gentle person.

This was the first time he had heard him speak in such a tone, his voice seemingly carrying a hint of boldness.

This made him increasingly aware that something unusual might happen next.

At this moment, the young Taoist priest was standing on the mountain peak, looking down at the low hillside below.

With a wave of his hand, a long sword shot into the sky!

The blade of this sword has black checkered patterns.

The hilt is dark blue.

It soared upwards, emitting a resounding sword cry.

For some reason, Chu Huaixu felt that he could understand the emotions contained in the sword's cry.

--anger!
Extreme anger!
This made him raise his hand to his forehead, and this guy who used his body to forge the sword felt more and more that he was "terminally ill".

"I can almost understand sword language now."

But why is the sword angry?
The way Daozu borrowed swords each time was actually different from how Chu Huaixu usually borrowed swords.

The sword didn't fawn over him like it did over Chu Huaixu.

It feels like:
"He insisted!"

"That's fine too."

Relatively speaking, it still has a bit of reserve and hesitation, but as long as you take the initiative, it can be half-hearted and half-willing.

Unlike when Chu Huaixu borrowed the sword, the sword spirit revealed boundless excitement, even... impatience?

Even so, he watched as the Dao Ancestor borrowed so many swords, yet he never encountered a single sword imbued with extreme rage.

So why is this?
However, once this superior-grade spiritual sword fell into the hands of the Dao Ancestor, everything around them froze.

The clouds in the sky no longer drift and swirl.

The Dao Ancestor held the sword horizontally in front of him.

Chu Huaixu began to mobilize the power within his body, as well as the power of the Heart Sword.

"Come!"

He spread his five fingers.

Once the sword was in his hand, Chu Huaixu immediately moved.

He no longer held the sword with one hand, but instead thrust the sword tip downwards and plunged it into the ground beneath his feet.

In an instant, the earth began to develop numerous cracks, and thus it split open!
An incredibly powerful aura spread outwards, and numerous wounds began to appear on Chu Huaixu's body. His internal organs also suffered severe internal injuries, and the bones in his right arm were completely shattered, resembling the result of unleashing several [Six Out of Defeat] attacks in one breath!
Since everything before his eyes was actually an illusion, the only thing Chu Huaixu could truly touch was the black bead.

Therefore, he tried to borrow a sword from the Dao Ancestor time and time again, but when the sword was in his hand, he had no sense of its physical presence.

The sword was indeed in his hand, and he could feel the power contained within it, but it had no physical presence, like an illusory sword simulated within the secret realm.

He could swing it, he could hold it and make any movement, but he couldn't feel anything in his palm.

It's both a bit eerie and a bit magical.

He was unable to wield this simulated Sword Master's sword!
The power contained within this sword is simply too immense!
According to the setting of "Borrowing the Sword", a top-grade spiritual weapon cannot be fully developed by a low-level cultivator.

But this sword was nurtured by the contemporary master swordsman.

Previously, Chu Huaixu had a hard time using the swords of those great cultivators, especially those in the seventh and eighth realms.

Now look what's happened! He borrowed the sword, but not only can he not use it, he's also seriously injured!

This left him somewhat speechless.

At the same time, he also realized the power of this generation of Sword Master.

Chu Huaixu suspected that he was in the Ninth Realm.

"If only I had entered the Holy Body state beforehand, I would have forced myself to take the sword!"

Chu Huaixu's injuries are healing rapidly.

The self-healing ability of the Daoist Canon was demonstrated at this moment.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the Sword Master's sword, which was stuck in the earth, vanished into the world.

Everything around us began to function again, no longer frozen in time.

The Dao Ancestor, wielding the Sword of the Sword Master, proclaimed loudly, "Well done!"

Immediately afterwards, Chu Huaixu heard a whooshing sound.

He saw something suddenly streak across the sky. A billowing black mist, seemingly enveloping something, shot towards him from afar.

It was so fast that if it weren't for the long trail formed by the billowing black mist, Chu Huaixu might not have been able to catch its trajectory with the naked eye!
But this cloud of black mist looked so familiar to him.

As it streaked across the sky, it swallowed up everything—the white clouds, the birds, everything else!
This is evil spirit!

Under these circumstances, how could Chu Huaixu not know who the visitor was?
"So it was that ugly sword," he thought to himself.

Then we can find the answer to why the Sword Master's sword is angry.

Legend has it that after the evil sword was forged, it immediately devoured the master craftsman and then began to wreak havoc on the world.

Countless powerful figures came to suppress it, but they all perished.

Later, even the Sword Master of the Sword Sect made a move, but he was still no match for this sword.

Chu Huaixu guessed that before the Dao Ancestor arrived, the Sword Venerable had probably already fought this evil sword and lost.

That's probably why this Sword Master's Sword is holding back a lot of energy.

This made him even more certain that the Sword Master of this generation was definitely a ninth-realm expert, and that his body must contain the power of origin.

Otherwise, this is a bronze sword in its prime, and its terrifying malevolent aura alone would be very troublesome.

Without the blessing of the source power, the sword that the Dao Ancestor has borrowed would probably have been devoured and destroyed by the evil sword long ago.

At that moment, the young Taoist priest, holding a long sword, swung it forward.

The two swords clashed, and the entire mountain peak instantly began to collapse!
The powerful aftershocks spread outwards, leaving Chu Huaixu with no way to avoid them!

Fortunately, this wasn't part of the test; he was just watching a "transition animation."

The aftershock passed right through him and did not cause him any real harm.

This mountain, so tall, is starting to crumble beyond recognition.

Huge chunks of the mountain began to collapse, raising endless clouds of dust.

What's even more terrifying is that even this smoke and dust were completely swallowed up by the evil energy.

Chu Huaixu then realized just how much harm the bronze sword at its peak had posed to the Xuanhuang Realm.

If we let it run its course, the consequences will be unimaginable!
In just one encounter, in just a moment of fighting, such a tall mountain was destroyed, the entire peak was completely swallowed up.

"I wonder if there's any limit to how much this malevolent energy can devour?"

"If it never gets 'overfed,' wouldn't that give it some time to devour the entire Xuanhuang Realm?"

Chu Huaixu suddenly felt that the sudden appearance of this sword could be considered a great calamity for heaven and earth!
Daozu, holding a long sword, swung it forward once more.

A semi-transparent ripple spread outwards.

He saw the billowing malevolent energy spreading across the bronze sword, as if it had solidified in mid-air.

They no longer spread outwards, and their ability to devour others was also restricted.

And this translucent ripple continued to spread, just like ripples on the surface of water.

Once it completely covered the area where the evil energy was located, it began to shrink inward.

The ripples kept shrinking inward, and the billowing malevolent energy was also tightened inward.

Finally, the malevolent aura emanating from these bronze swords was completely sealed inside the swords.

Immediately afterwards, the Dao Ancestor began to unleash the third, fourth, and fifth sword strikes.
Each sword strike looked ordinary.

But Chu Huaixu could see that the power of the bronze sword was gradually weakening.

He suddenly remembered that the Dao Ancestor had left nine restrictions on the evil sword.

"So, he's just sealing it up casually now?"

As Chu Huaixu had predicted, things unfolded as he had.

After the Nine Swords, the bronze sword seemed to have become just ordinary iron.

It no longer had the ability to float, let alone come charging towards the Dao Ancestor with overwhelming force.

With a "bang," the evil sword fell to the ground.

The Dao Ancestor slowly bent down and picked it up.

The young Taoist priest held the Sword Master's Sword in his right hand and a bronze sword horizontally in front of him in his left.

Then, looking at the sword, he uttered a similar sentiment to that of Chu Huaixu.

"It's so ugly."

(ps: My left thumb and wrist are very painful, it seems like I have tenosynovitis.)

I originally wanted to ask for leave, but yesterday we were the top vote-getter of the day, so I felt I couldn't ask for leave, otherwise I would feel guilty for all the votes everyone cast. So I tried typing with one hand.

Hey! I actually managed to type out a chapter!

(End of this chapter)