Chapter 13 Blood Pool and Ancient Sword
These past few times, when she was choosing divine swords, she even picked ghosts, and Yunxi was still somewhat apprehensive.
She thought she might as well use the whip she had in her hand. It was a high-level spiritual weapon given to her by her cheap father, and it was quite useful.
Lost in thought, she didn't notice her surroundings and accidentally kicked a dusty longsword out of the earthen wall beside her.
"Huh, this sword was actually hidden in the soil."
[Yes, yes, that's the spirit sword! Nu'e has finally found her natal spirit sword! It wasn't easy! I didn't even notice when I read the original story that Nu'e went through so many twists and turns when choosing her spirit sword. It was truly too much trouble!]
After confirming, Yunxi silently wiped the spirit sword clean and held it in her arms.
"This spirit sword is excellent." She said firmly.
Mountain top.
Yun Chong looked at his daughter holding the spirit sword, but he was also a little confused.
This spirit sword looks dusty and rusty. Could it really be the natal spirit sword that grows with my daughter?
When did the Hidden Sword Pavilion acquire such a spiritual sword? He had never seen it before.
However, it's normal that he hasn't seen it before. The Hidden Sword Pavilion has a history of nearly 10,000 years, even longer than the establishment of the Southern Spirit Sect.
There are many secrets here, which is why so many elders and disciples are needed to guard them.
Since he took over as sect leader, nothing much has happened at the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and he has almost forgotten that this place was once part of an ancient battlefield.
Over the years, the sect's elders and disciples have successively placed many spirit swords into the Hidden Sword Pavilion. It is unknown whether the sword that the daughter obtained was an ancient sword left over from the ancient battlefield or a spirit sword that was placed there later.
In his opinion, it should be the former.
It was also thanks to Lan Yue's reminder that his daughter might have missed this opportunity.
However, by returning the spirit sword from Lingyue Peak, he could consider it as repaying this karmic debt.
Over here, Li Bai had also finished choosing his spirit sword. With their selection complete, the rest was quite simple. The two of them accompanied Lan Yue as they walked deeper into the area.
Although this place is a cave, it covers a very large area and has many dark passages leading to unknown directions.
They looked in the direction where the spirit swords were placed, and at the very end of the passage, there was a pool of water.
The pool was filled with bright red blood, and there was even a strange dripping sound.
The three of them took a step back in unison, their faces all showing the same lingering fear.
Hey, how about we take the lead and run ahead?
They looked at each other, their expressions a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.
"Have you come to collect Yin Xue?" A melodious female voice echoed in the cave.
The sound startled the three people so much that they almost jumped up.
When they looked closely, they saw a woman dressed in a black robe with her long hair flowing freely sitting in the blood-red pool.
The woman had long, smooth, black hair and sat quietly in the blood pool, as if she had become one with it.
"Drinking blood?" Li Bai was shocked.
Could it be that their sect is hiding a demonic sword that no one knows about?
This demonic sword has somehow developed sentience and is just waiting for those weaklings to come to it so it can have a good meal.
Before Li Bai realized it, he had already spoken his mind, and the two girls next to him trembled slightly upon hearing it.
"No, it's okay, I will protect you!" Yunxi mustered her courage, straightened her chest, and took out the spirit whip in her hand again.
"Xixi, I'm entrusting my life to you!" Lan Yue immediately dodged and hid behind the female lead.
What a joke! That woman in black robes must be incredibly strong to have made it to the Hidden Sword Pavilion. Someone like me is just a pushover.
However, the female lead is different. All protagonists have the law of immortality, and she always manages to save her companions at crucial moments.
With such thick thighs, of course she had to cling to them!
Yunxi was given courage again because of her wholehearted trust.
The story of those hidden at the top of the cave is too complicated to tell.
"Am I remembering wrong? Wasn't Lan Yue already at the fifth level of Qi Refining?" For a moment, Yun Chong even doubted his own memory.
"Sect Master, you are indeed mistaken. That was Lan Yue's cultivation level three months ago. I saw some activity at Lingyue Peak last time, so I estimate her strength has increased again," the Second Elder reminded him from the side.
"However, she has a celestial artifact protecting her, and even we can't discern her exact cultivation level." The Second Elder said with some regret. He was still very interested in Lan Yue and wanted to know what kind of amazing talent someone with a celestial artifact possessed.
"So, she, a senior sister at least at the fifth level of Qi Refining, was hiding behind a junior sister who had just entered the Qi Induction stage?" Yun Chong asked incredulously.
How can someone be so shameless? Could it be that people who possess magical artifacts are just different?
Those around were stunned for a moment when they realized this, and their expressions became strange.
"Perhaps she's not good at fighting?" the Sixth Elder guessed from the side.
He thought for a moment and then added, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unable to learn sword control even after three months."
At this point, the other elders laughed without any restraint. It turns out that even immortal artifacts can be misjudged!
Yun Chong: "..."
"You all should keep quiet. If the immortal artifact detects you, you'll all have to go into seclusion."
The other elders immediately fell silent, not daring to utter a sound.
What a joke, who would dare to fight against a celestial artifact?
The group of elite inner disciples standing nearby: "..."
So the elders are quite gossipy too, I've really seen something new.
While the group of elders remained as quiet as chickens, Xingyue below also looked completely bewildered.
What's going on with these three junior brothers and sisters? Could it be that she's been in seclusion for too long, and hundreds of years have passed outside?
Otherwise, how could they all have become so... indescribable?
"Didn't Elder Lu say that you were coming to retrieve the spirit sword?" Xingyue thought for a moment and then asked again.
"Silver Snow is the ancient sword of Lingyue Peak, but this sword is quite special. You need to gain the sword's recognition before you can take it."
"Yinxue, the 'xue' in'snowflake'?" Li Bai, who had just been shocked, suddenly realized what was happening and looked a little embarrassed.
Upon hearing "Blood Drinker," he assumed it was some kind of unseen demonic sword, which made things awkward.
Now that I think about it carefully, how could a vicious demonic sword be kept in the sect's sword pavilion? The chance of catching a ghost is probably already very small.
"Otherwise what?" Xingyue looked at the group of guys with a puzzled expression.
[Actually, it's not entirely my senior brother's fault. Even I, at first glance, would overthink things if I saw a long-haired woman sitting in a pool full of blood.]
A weak, unspoken message came through.
Xingyue, dressed in a black robe, was stunned. She had been in deep meditation and hadn't noticed anything outside.
It was a bit strange to hear someone's inner thoughts so suddenly.
However, she quickly calmed down because Yun Chong had already explained to her telepathically, fearing that she might accidentally reveal something that would anger the immortal artifact again.
"Lan Yue, right? Yin Xue is right below the blood pool. As long as you can withstand the test, you will have the opportunity to summon it."
Xingyue looked at the girl hiding at the very back and tried her best to make her voice softer.
However, she may not have laughed much for decades, or even centuries, and when she suddenly laughed, her face was even more stiff than before.
Just then, a few drops of blood dripped down from above, landing on her long eyelashes and leaving a long trail of blood.
The entire space fell silent instantly, and even the elders who were usually as quiet as chickens peered over.