The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 312 - 278: Suppressing the Bronze Sword

Chu Huaixu never expected that on his journey of borrowing swords, he would so soon end up at the head of the contemporary Sword Venerable.

What made him even more curious was, what kind of situation could it be, that would make the Sword Venerable present, and this young Daoist plan to borrow a sword from the Sword Venerable?

It shouldn’t be just to play around, or purely for practice, right?

Because Chu Huaixu noticed, it seemed the Dao Ancestor would not borrow a sword from the same person repeatedly.

"Sword Venerable, this humble Daoist requests to borrow a sword!" the young Daoist declared loudly.

In Chu Huaixu’s recent experiences, the Dao Ancestor always seemed to be a very gentle person.

This was the first time he heard him speak in such a tone, with a trace of boldness in his voice.

This made him increasingly aware that an extraordinary scene might unfold next.

At this moment, the young Daoist stood atop a mountain peak, overlooking the low hillside below.

With just a gesture, a long sword shot skyward!

The sword’s blade bore black patterns.

The hilt appeared in deep blue.

It soared upward, emitting a loud sword cry.

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

—Anger!

Extreme anger!

This made him involuntarily raise his hand to his forehead; this fellow who refined the sword with his body increasingly felt like he was "hopelessly ill."

"Almost able to understand the language of the sword..."

But why was the sword angry?

Every time the Dao Ancestor borrowed a sword, it was different from when Chu Huaixu borrowed one on normal days.

The sword’s attitude toward him was not as ingratiating as it was toward Chu Huaixu.

It felt like:

"He insists!"

"Then... that’s fine too."

Relatively speaking, there was a bit more reservation and hesitation, but as long as you were a bit proactive, it could be half-heartedly agreeable.

Unlike when Chu Huaixu borrowed a sword, and the Sword Spirit would exude endless excitement, even... impatience?

But even so, he had never seen a sword borrowed by the Dao Ancestor that carried extreme anger.

So, why was that?

However, when this Super Grade Spirit Sword fell into the Dao Ancestor’s hand, everything around froze.

The floating clouds in the sky no longer rolled and unrolled.

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

Chu Huaixu began to mobilize the power within him, and the power of the Heart Sword.

"Come!"

He opened his five fingers.

Once the sword entered his hand, Chu Huaixu moved immediately.

He no longer assumed a one-handed sword-holding stance but pointed the tip downward, fiercely plunging the long sword into the ground beneath him.

In an instant, the ground began to crack profusely, splitting as large cracks appeared!

A tremendously powerful aura spread in all directions, and Chu Huaixu’s body began to suffer numerous wounds, his internal organs severely injured, and his right arm’s bones shattered completely, much like he had forcefully executed several times of the "Six Out of Seven" technique!

Because everything before him was actually illusory, only that black bead was something Chu Huaixu could physically touch.

So, he emulated the Dao Ancestor’s sword borrowing again and again, but when the sword was in his hand, he felt no physical sensation.

The sword was indeed in his hand, and he could feel the power contained within but there was no sense of having a tangible entity, as if it were an illusory sword simulated within a Secret Realm.

He could swing it, hold it to make any moves, but felt not the slightest touch in his palm.

Both eerie and somewhat wondrous. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

But this simulated Sword Venerable’s sword, he couldn’t wield!

The power contained within this sword was simply too immense!

According to "Borrowed Sword," a Super Grade Spiritual Artifact in the hands of a Low Tier Cultivator could not exhibit much power.

However, this sword was nurtured by the contemporary Sword Venerable.

Previously, when borrowing swords from those Great Cultivators, Chu Huaixu already felt somewhat uncomfortable, especially those from the Seventh Realm or Eighth Realm.

Now it was even worse, the sword was borrowed, and not only was it unusable, but it also left him heavily injured!

This left him quite speechless.

At the same time, he realized the might of this generation’s Sword Venerable.

Chu Huaixu suspected he was of the Ninth Realm.

"Had I known, I would have entered the Holy Body State beforehand, and then forcibly borrowed the sword!"

....

....

The injuries on Chu Huaixu’s body were rapidly healing.

The self-healing ability of the "Dao Scripture" showed itself at this moment.

A gentle breeze blew, and the Sword Venerable’s sword that was plunged into the ground dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everything around began to resume its course, no longer frozen.

The Dao Ancestor held the Sword Venerable’s Sword high and shouted, "Well met!"

Immediately after, Chu Huaixu heard a sound of something tearing through the air.

He saw something suddenly streak across the sky.

Billowing black qi seemed to envelop something as it shot from the distance.

It moved so quickly that if not for the long trail formed by the black qi, Chu Huaixu might not have been able to see its trajectory with the naked eye!

But this black qi was so familiar to him.

As it streaked across the sky, the white clouds, flying birds...everything was consumed!

This was Evil Qi!

In such a situation, how could Chu Huaixu not know who it was?

"So it was that ugly sword," he thought.

Thus, the Sword Venerable’s Sword’s anger could now be explained.

Rumor had it that once the Evil Sword was forged, it instantly devoured the Artifact Refining Grandmaster, then began wreaking havoc in the mortal realm.

Countless powerful beings came to subdue it, but they all perished.

Eventually, both the Sword Sect and the Sword Venerable confronted it, but even they were no match for this sword.

Chu Huaixu guessed that before the Dao Ancestor arrived, the Sword Venerable had probably already battled the Evil Sword and likely lost.

Because of this, the Sword Venerable’s Sword was simmering with rage.

This made him even more certain that the current Sword Venerable must be a Ninth Realm expert, holding within the Power of Origin.

Otherwise, considering the Bronze Sword’s full power, just its terrifying Evil Qi would be a major threat.

Without the support of the Power of Origin, the sword borrowed by the Dao Ancestor would have likely been devoured and destroyed by the Evil Sword long ago.

At this moment, the young Daoist, holding a long sword, swung it forward.

The clash of the two swords caused the entire mountain peak to collapse instantly!

The powerful aftermath spread in all directions, and Chu Huaixu had nowhere to hide!

Fortunately, this was not part of a trial; he was just watching a "cutscene."

The shockwave passed through him without causing any real harm.

This towering mountain peak began to crumble beyond recognition.

Huge chunks of the mountain started to collapse, stirring up endless clouds of dust.

Even more terrifying was that this dust was completely devoured by the Evil Qi.

Only then did Chu Huaixu understand the true threat that the fully powered Bronze Sword posed to the Profound Yellow Realm.

Letting it run rampant, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Just one encounter, in just a moment of crossing swords, and such a towering mountain was destroyed, the entire peak devoured completely.

"I wonder if this Evil Qi’s devouring capability has a limit?"

"If it never ’overfeeds’, wouldn’t it consume the entire Profound Yellow Realm given enough time?"

Chu Huaixu suddenly felt that the sudden appearance of this sword was a great calamity for heaven and earth!

The Dao Ancestor, wielding the long sword, swung again.

A semi-transparent ripple spread out in all directions.

He saw the billowing evil qi on the Bronze Sword appear to solidify in mid-air.

They no longer spread outwards, and the devouring capability was restricted.

As this semi-transparent ripple spread like ripples on the water.

Once it fully covered the area of the evil qi, it began to contract inward.

The ripple kept pulling inward, and the billowing evil qi was compressed along with it.

Finally, all the evil qi emanating from the Bronze Sword was sealed within the sword.

Next, the Dao Ancestor began to unleash the third sword, the fourth sword, the fifth sword...

Each sword seemed ordinary.

But Chu Huaixu could tell 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, is he sealing it as he goes?"

The events unfolded just as Chu Huaixu predicted.

After nine swords, the Bronze Sword became as ordinary as common iron.

It couldn’t even stay afloat, let alone slash menacingly at the Dao Ancestor.

With a "clank," the Evil Sword fell to the ground.

The Dao Ancestor bent down slowly and picked it up.

This young Daoist held the Sword Venerable’s Sword in his right hand and placed the Bronze Sword horizontally before him with his left hand.

Then, looking at the sword, he expressed a sentiment similar to Chu Huaixu’s at that time.

"So ugly."

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(ps: My left thumb and wrist are in great pain, it seems like tendonitis.

I originally wanted to ask for a day off, but since we’re currently leading in the monthly votes, I felt I couldn’t, or I’d let down everyone who voted. So I tried typing with one hand.

Hey! I actually got a Chapter out!)