Chapter 214: Chapter 13 Journey to Heavenly Sword Mountain_2
Jian Wuli looked at the enormous sword before him with a hint of sorrow. "Qingtian, if only you hadn’t been so aggressive back then. Perhaps supporting the Heavenly Dao with the Immortals was the correct path. The Heavenly Realm now shows a trace of its ancient prosperity."
As if to rebut Jian Wuli’s words, the enormous sword fiercely stabbed towards the sky, forcibly tearing a void into the heavens, but the void instantly recovered.
Feng Anshan, having the highest Cultivation level, voiced his doubt, "Did I sense that incorrectly?"
Looking again at the now normal Heavenly Sword Mountain, Feng Anshan shook his head internally. Perhaps I really did sense it wrong.
After the eruption of Sword Qi ended, the Sword Cultivators began their revelry. Countless Sword Cultivators embarked on the solitary journey to ascend Heavenly Sword Mountain.
Chen Jiuge, fully armed, addressed the group behind him, "Are you ready? We should set off."
"No problem!" everyone responded in unison.
"Senior Sister Bai, Senior Brother Jun, are you really not going?" Chen Jiuge looked in surprise at the two preparing to leave Fengming Immortal City.
"Our purpose this time was merely to observe the Sword Qi of Heavenly Sword Mountain. After all, your Senior Sister and I are not Sword Cultivators, so we’ll pass," Jun Sandao said, shaking his head.
"Alright then, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, until next time."
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"Damn it! What kind of path is this? It’s so difficult to walk, and even Spiritual Energy is restricted?" Da Bai complained, limping.
He had accidentally stepped on a shattered sword tip a moment ago, causing a moderately sized wound on the sole of his foot. Since he couldn’t use Spiritual Energy, and even the vitality of his physical body was largely suppressed, Da Bai’s wound wouldn’t heal.
"It’s your own fault for being careless while walking! How dare you complain when none of the girls have said a word?" Yue Meng said scornfully.
Da Bai wanted to retort, but seeing Nian Yu and the other women—sweating, yet still persevering through gritted teeth—he could only remain silent. He was a man, after all; he couldn’t argue with women. Of course, a more significant reason was that the Spirit Stones he’d earned over the years hadn’t met his expectations, and he still had some unpaid debts.
"Stop arguing! Conserve your energy so we can climb higher," Chen Jiuge said, slightly out of breath.
This Heavenly Sword Mountain truly wasn’t easy to climb. The paths were laden with rusty Spirit Swords, and broken sword fragments appeared occasionally, easily causing cuts if one was careless.
"Are we close to the summit?" Da Bai felt his blood draining away, his body turning cold.
"Is this a Spirit Sword choosing its master?" a Loose Cultivator nearby exclaimed in shock.
Behind Da Bai, a silver longsword materialized, emitting a chilling air that even formed a layer of ice on the ground.
Turning his head, Da Bai’s heart leaped. It turns out I really am a child of destiny; the Spirit Sword has chosen me, hehehe.
Watching Da Bai’s foolishly ecstatic face, not only Chen Jiuge and the others but even the Spirit Sword couldn’t bear it. With a flick of its "tail," Da Bai was slapped aside, revealing Jiao Yue behind him.
"Eh? You mean you want to come with me? No, no, I don’t like fighting... You say you can chill drinks? HMM... alright then, I accept," Jiao Yue happily agreed upon hearing the Spirit Sword could chill fruit juice.
As the Spirit Sword left a snowflake mark on the back of Jiao Yue’s hand, it swiftly entered her body.
"ARGH, my explosive temper! Where did that sword go?" Da Bai staggered to his feet, clearly furious.
The Spirit Sword emerged halfway from the back of Jiao Yue’s hand and gave a slight flick of its blade, as if to say, "Do you have an objection?"
Seeing this, Da Bai instantly deflated. Unable to use Spiritual Energy and with his physical strength suppressed, he really couldn’t afford to provoke it. "No, no," he stammered, "I was just asking if that hit hurt you, elder."
Only after the Spirit Sword retreated did Da Bai dare to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. This is too much, even a Spirit Sword bullies me.
"Alright, let’s try to go a bit further. We’re only halfway up the mountain now," Chen Jiuge said, somewhat dissatisfied.
My physical body is comparable to the fiercest of creatures, yet I’m already gasping for air halfway up the mountain, just like everyone else? Even if Heavenly Sword Mountain is merely testing the Sword Heart, it shouldn’t completely disregard my Body Cultivation!
Unconvinced, Chen Jiuge took the lead and charged forward again. However, it only proved that Chen Jiuge truly lacked even a sliver of a Sword Heart.
Looking at Nian Yu, Xiao Qi, and Yue Meng, who could still painstakingly make their way upward, Chen Jiuge conceded, "We’ll wait for you here. Keep going. It would be best if you could obtain a Spirit Sword. If you can’t move any further and still haven’t been chosen by a Spirit Sword, then come back down."
"Okay."
As the three continued upwards, a Spirit Sword appeared.
It was a very tiny Spirit Sword, about the size of a normal Dagger. It chose Xiao Qi, and its size was truly perfect for her.
"Ah! You chose me? Really?"
"This is great!" Xiao Qi delightedly hugged the small, Dagger-like sword.
"Sister Yue Meng, Sister Nian Yu, I’m going down first!" Xiao Qi, her face beaming with joy, hugged the Dagger Spirit Sword and skipped happily back down.
"Now it’s just the two of us left," Nian Yu said with a somewhat bitter smile.
When she was young, she and her brother had taken a test for the Haichao Tianzong but failed. Thus, Nian Yu didn’t believe she possessed any talent for the Sword Dao, especially since it wasn’t like the Pure Yin Body, which could only be detected in adulthood.
Though I don’t know why I can still keep going up.
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Chen Jiuge, waiting halfway up the mountain, felt somewhat restless, but as long as he didn’t try to ascend further, it was bearable.
Da Bai, however, grumbled as he watched Jiao Yue repeatedly draw the Ice Soul Sword from the back of her hand and then sheathe it again. "Why not me? Damn it, these Spirit Swords have terrible judgment!"
"Master, Master, I got one too!" little Xiao Qi called out, her voice like crisp laughter.
Looking at the Dagger, which was almost as tall as Xiao Qi herself, Chen Jiuge asked in surprise, "What kind of sword is this?"
"It says its name is Dragon Slayer," Xiao Qi whispered after briefly communicating with the Dagger.
Within the Grotto Heaven, Ao Li’s form shuddered. HISS... I feel a distinct sense of hostility.
For certain special reasons, Xiaoqing could freely enter Heavenly Sword Mountain without her Spiritual Energy or Cultivation being restricted. Glancing at Chen Jiuge from the void, she thought silently, He has the caliber of a Saint. How can he be without a sword?
She then made a beeline for the summit of Heavenly Sword Mountain.
「...」
One sword emitted a holy, gentle light, while the other radiated a pitch-black glow.
These two Spirit Swords suddenly appeared before Yue Meng and Nian Yu. The difference between them seemed quite vast. After internalizing the Immortal Sword named Xiguang, Yue Meng hesitated and glanced at Nian Yu.
That black Spirit Sword looks rather ominous. Should I try to dissuade Sister Nian Yu?
Before Yue Meng could make up her mind, Nian Yu had already formed a Contract with it. Nian Yu, who was determined to resist the Heavenly Immortal Elder’s persecution, naturally possessed such decisiveness.
As the two returned with their Spirit Swords, Xiaoqing was also somewhat distressed.
「...」
As an Immortal Sword native to Heavenly Sword Mountain, Xiaoqing was on good terms with the Sword Spirits on the summit. Due to certain special reasons and with Jian Wuli’s help, she had not only achieved Transformation but also possessed an extremely high Cultivation.
"Xiaoqing, it’s not that we brothers don’t want to give you face, but that human clearly isn’t cut out for swordsmanship," the Broadsword, wreathed in golden flames, said with some vexation.
"That’s right. He’s not suitable for me," the silver sword, entwined with starlight, also refused.
"Even if he has the qualifications of a Saint, that has nothing to do with us. We are merely swords," declared the most imposing greatsword, which was surrounded by a large amount of Dragon Energy.
As one Spirit Sword after another refused, Xiaoqing grew disheartened. Is there truly no Spirit Sword willing to choose him?
"Sister Xiaoqing, actually, I think I can," a tender, childlike female voice suddenly said.
Xiaoqing turned to look. It was a pitch-black sword, its surface coated with an ominous black lacquer that exuded a feeling of impending doom.
Xiaoqing hesitated. He’s of a Saint’s caliber, she thought. Surely he won’t be affected by a mere sword?
Thus, Xiaoqing conveyed Chen Jiuge’s appearance and location to this Immortal Sword.
Watching the Immortal Sword leave trails of blackness as it streaked through the air, Xiaoqing thought to herself, It should be fine, right?
The name of this sword was the Calamity Immortal Sword.