Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

He was still somewhat uneasy about the demon corpse.

He immediately manipulated the flying sword to grind the internal organs into a paste.

At that moment, a feeling of exhilaration welled up in my heart.

He summoned the Soul-Devouring Sword from his sea of ​​consciousness, preparing to devour its soul and refine it into a sword slave.

Unexpectedly, the moment the fragment of the Soul-Devouring Sword was released from the sea of ​​consciousness, it set its sights on that mid-grade magic sword.

It stuck straight up.

In the blink of an eye, they merged into one, becoming inseparable.

"You can do that?!"

Li Qian was shocked; the magic sword he had just bought had been swallowed up by the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Immediately following was a feeling of joy at being reborn, which traveled from the sword into his mind.

He frowned, a sudden sense of unease rising in his heart.

This sword is no benevolent weapon.

It's not uncommon for someone to turn on their master once they gain power; he had already experienced that in the simulation.

It was seen to be suspended in mid-air, with dark light flowing around it.

The broken and damaged spirit patterns on the sword were repaired with fine black lines.

That aura was completely different from before.

Li Qian felt a sharp pain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The pricking sensation, following the still-connected spiritual energy link between him and the sword, pierced straight into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He groaned, his face instantly darkening.

"You've just gotten a little benefit, and you dare to turn around and bite me?"

A spirit stone quietly shattered.

Water Control Technique: Water Entwines!

In an instant, jets of turbulent water shot towards the magical artifact, binding it into a ball and rendering it unable to move.

Li Qian's eyes were cold.

The demonic sword and the magic sword have merged into one, and both the martial arts and the immortal arts have ways to deal with it.

But suddenly, a scene flashed before my eyes, simulating the situation where the God of Fire was tainted by demonic flames.

Since that's the case, why not use spiritual power to extract it?

Li Qian no longer hesitated.

Following that spiritual energy pathway, he transformed his own spiritual energy into a long whip and lashed it straight into the Soul-Devouring Sword.

Snapped!

The strange sword in mid-air suddenly trembled, and its sword cry became even more shrill.

Li Qian remained expressionless and continued his attack.

Who is the master and who is the servant? Today, the power dynamics are clearly defined.

We must never give such a demonic weapon the slightest chance to become arrogant.

So, long whips of spiritual energy were thrust directly into the magical artifact.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

With each lash, the black light on the sword trembled more violently.

It's strange, really.

At first, the sword was very fierce, willing to suffer mutual damage in order to tear through Li Qian's sea of ​​consciousness and take a bite.

But after being hit more than ten times in a row.

Its ferocity gradually gave way to a hint of...submission.

Li Qian's eyes turned strange.

This sword... why does it look so cheap and worthless?

The more they are restrained and disciplined, the more obedient they become.

After a few more strikes, the sword's cry faintly carried an indescribable tremor.

A chill ran through Li Qian's heart.

"broken."

"Did you just give it a good time?"

He immediately stopped and broke the spiritual whip.

as predicted.

The strange sword ceased its resistance, merely swaying gently in mid-air and emitting a satisfied hum.

Li Qian was speechless for a moment.

"A masochistic sword weapon?"

He'd lived two lives, and this was truly the first time he'd ever seen anything like it.

But amidst the surprise, a different thought arose.

This sword has already developed this awareness of enjoyment.

Doesn't that mean it has the potential to give birth to a sword spirit?

You should know that sword spirits are not something that cultivators at the Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment stages can handle.

Those are often Golden Core Ancestors, or even more powerful beings with supernatural abilities.

Only by refining and nurturing one's natal spiritual treasure daily and year after year can it have the opportunity to develop spirituality.

Once it's truly formed, it becomes the most troublesome and terrifying type of spiritual treasure.

Its power far surpasses that of ordinary magical artifacts.

of course.

The Soul-Devouring Sword is still a long way from that point.

At most, it merely borrows the shell of a mid-grade magic sword to develop a bit of instinctive spirituality.

Even so, it's already amazing enough.

Li Qian focused his mind and sensed for a moment, noticing that the spiritual patterns on the sword were a bit brighter than before.

The beating he had just received not only did not cause him any harm, but he also used that spiritual power to fill up his spiritual patterns.

After this ordeal.

When Li Qian tried to control it again, it moved incredibly smoothly.

"What a spineless coward," he thought, deeply shocked. "He only listens after suffering some hardship."

Li Qian shook his head; with his current strength, he couldn't delve too deeply into this part.

If it can be used, then it is.

As for whether it will become a Blade & Soul embryo in the future.

She's still just a cheap slut who gets pleasure from being fucked; that's a matter for later.

Right now, let's get down to business.

He looked at the bear demon's corpse lying on the ground.

The black bear's soul was already on the verge of collapse; it was the perfect time to retrieve it.

Li Qian pointed and said, "Go."

The strange sword let out a soft hum, as if trying to please, and with a flash of dark light, it plunged straight into the bear demon's brow.

The corpse twitched slightly.

A blurry bear spirit was pulled out of the corpse.

It is entirely gray-black with a distorted outline.

A deep wound remained on its chest and abdomen, exactly what the bear demon looked like in its previous life.

As soon as it appears, it instinctively struggles.

But now that its physical body is dead and its soul is completely controlled by the Soul-Devouring Sword, how can it escape?

Li Qian originally thought there was only this one bear soul.

The Soul-Devouring Sword trembled slightly, and its dark light flickered again.

A ghostly figure clutching its own severed head emerged from the sword.

It's that mother bear.

Two bear souls, one large and one small.

At this moment, they were all tightly bound by black lines.

An unexpected bonus, very good!

Souls that can be refined into sword slaves are relatively rare.

Only those who died violent and unwillingly are allowed to linger in the mortal world for a short while.

Otherwise, the Soul-Devouring Sword could only obtain some soul fragments to nourish the sword slave.

Li Qian was still very concerned about the matter of the demon race that they had discussed earlier.

After all, this concerns his family in this world, so he can't be careless.

After the two demons were restrained by the Soul-Devouring Sword, the ferocity and resentment in their eyes disappeared.

All that remained was an almost wooden, listless state.

He took two steps forward, stood before the two bear spirits, and asked, "Who is the Demon Lord? Who is General She Dong, and what is the great cause of the demon race?"

The two demons opened and closed their mouths, uttering words intermittently.

Li Qian quickly realized that something was wrong.

These two demonic souls are, after all, newly deceased souls, and have not yet been nurtured and refined; their consciousness is far less complete than it was in life.

So he narrowed down the scope of his questions and slowly gathered information.

"Who is the Demon Lord? How is he different from the Fox Lord?"

The bear spirit, with its wooden eyes, replied upon hearing this, "The Demon Lord... is the lord of the Seventy-Two Cave Demon Kings."

No one knows his real name.

"The Fox Lord... is one of the Seventy-Two Cave Demon Kings."

Li Qian's eyes flickered slightly; there was actually a master who commanded all the demons.

He believed that the demon lord mentioned in the conversation between the two bear demons was the same thing as the fox lord mentioned by the fox demon.

It seems that the demon race has been planning this for a long time.

The murky waters of the South are probably deeper than I had imagined.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Besides you, who else is lurking in the South?"

Da Xiongpo answered slowly: "She Zhuyin... leads the Snake Tribe and hides near Xiangyang."

"The Fox Clan was previously led by Hu Mei'ai and hid in the White Reed Marsh area... but has now been eradicated by the Demon Slayer Division."

"There are also several scattered demons... each hiding in villages, trade routes, and forests."

The mother bear beside her trembled slightly and uttered half a sentence: "Some become bandits...some become porters...some mingle among the mountain people..."

This additional sentence made his brow relax.

it is good!

I was just worried about not having enough spirit stones and soul fragments, but now I have them!