The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 183 - 161: Right Hand Gripping the Sword, Sword Spirit Awakens
On the arena, Chu Huaixu opened his right palm.
Below the arena, Zhegu Heaven instantly unsheathed and fell into Chu Huaixu’s hand.
Everything happened in a flash; as soon as he finished speaking, the sword was already there.
This left Han Shuangjiang, the rightful owner, somewhat at a loss.
It was as if his words "Borrowed Sword for a Use" were not a request, but more like... a notification?
Clearly, it was her own Lifebound Sword, and not just that, it was a high-grade Super Grade Spiritual Artifact.
Yet the man in black robe only needed to open his right hand and call out simply.
The sword came!
Everyone had never seen such a scene before, but there was a strange sense of familiarity.
This young man carried a sword scabbard, and cultivated the "Dao Scripture."
Just like that Daoist who, after coming down the mountain, was swordless yet fond of borrowing swords.
—Like a reincarnation of the Dao Ancestor!
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That night, after Chu Huaixu gained one Spiritual Embryo Attribute point, he spoke to the Heart Sword in his Sea of Consciousness: "Let’s discuss something."
One man and one sword began "plotting" inside the room.
What they discussed is precisely what is happening now.
The incidents during both climbs of Hidden Spirit Mountain, all the humiliation at the summit, were unforgettable for both him and the Heart Sword.
Being attuned in mind, they naturally shared the same enemy.
As soon as it concerned the Bronze Sword, the Heart Sword’s fighting spirit surged.
Even during the climb, in worse condition, it had no fear.
Now that Chu Huaixu had gained some Spiritual Embryo Attributes, its weak state was somewhat improved, naturally bolstering its fighting spirit!
The consensus they reached was: allow Chu Huaixu’s body... to take a short break?
Due to various reasons, he would remain Swordless for life.
He could never own his own Lifebound Sword.
So why not... borrow a sword!
Among all the Spirit Swords present, Zhegu Heaven was undoubtedly the best choice.
It was one of the highest grade swords, and the one Chu Huaixu was most familiar with.
Besides, what’s the distinction between his and theirs when it came to his Little Housekeeper?
See, when he called for the sword, it came on its own.
As for the Big Ice Cube, at such crucial moments, she was undoubtedly willing.
Indeed, Han Shuangjiang would not refuse to lend the sword.
Yet, she still felt a sense of strangeness.
For as Chu Huaixu borrowed the sword, she nodded immediately, with a "yes" stuck in her throat, ready to blurt out.
Her small mouth had already opened!
But the sword flew away too quickly, even faster than her answer!
It instantly changed the perception of the matter.
But this was no time for such considerations given the urgency at hand.
Nobody expected Chu Huaixu to borrow a sword at this moment!
Those who knew he was Swordless were surprised.
Those who didn’t know he was Swordless were even more surprised.
Chu Huaixu held the ice-blue long sword, and when it fell into his hands, it emitted bursts of sword cries.
Xuqing, standing not far away, grasped his sword with his right hand, and blue-black streams of air started to swirl around him!
He casually swung a sword qi to test it, but it was instantly engulfed by these blue-black streams of air.
To be precise, not engulfed.
Swallowed!
Chu Huaixu frowned and refrained from reckless movements, avoiding wasting his spiritual power.
Since gripping the sword with his right hand, Xu Ziqing was bent over, seemingly on the verge of collapsing and falling forward.
But as these blue-black streams of air swept his body, they held him upright, protecting him completely.
An aura began to emanate from the boy and the Bronze Sword.
The Sword Spirit of the Daoist Ancestor’s Sword awoke at this moment!
Owing to Lu Pan’s Concealing Array, the people below the arena could not perceive any of this.
They felt only that Xu Ziqing had employed some secret technique, appearing somewhat formidable, if not spooky.
Yet, on the arena, Chu Huaixu could feel that detestable aura.
That high-and-mighty, arrogant, wicked Sword Spirit, once again present in the world!
In an instant, across the Martial Arts Arena, all low-tier swordsmen holding Lifebound Swords felt their swords tremble, universally!
During these vibrations, each sword unsheathed about an inch.
They seemed to be bowing in reverence to the King.
Zhegu Heaven in Chu Huaixu’s hand was unaffected.
Because it was held in his hand, and not Han Shuangjiang’s.
Unafraid of the infusion of Sword Intent, it remained unflustered, fearless.
The Heart Sword in Chu Huaixu’s Sea of Consciousness stopped hiding.
It too started to emit its aura unabashedly! Including the power of Sword Heart Clarity!
Chu Huaixu raised his left hand, forming a seal with one hand, activating the Sword Scabbard on his back, Calming the Storm, to exhibit the Sealed Sword function, tackling the issue from both angles.
"Seal—!"
His words were like a decree.
All the Spirit Swords instantly returned to their scabbards completely!
—In the competition of ranks, I am not inferior to you.
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Such a shocking scene was akin to Heaven and Earth Phenomena.
Numerous uninformed Great Cultivators on the high platform gazed in disbelief, unable to comprehend everything unfolding before them.
Many turned their focus uniformly on Situ Cheng, ranked second among the Four Great Divine Swords.
But this Elder of the Sword Sect looked equally bewildered at this moment.
The Daoist Ancestor Sword materializing, the Sword Spirit awakening.
He could comprehend the resulting phenomena.
Yet he could not fathom what Chu Huaixu achieved!
