The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 344 - 306: The Possession Game, Is It Already a Dead End?

Chapter 344: Chapter 306: The Possession Game, Is It Already a Dead End?

Within the Emperor’s Pool, Chu Huaixu could not move.

In this stalemate, he couldn’t break free all at once.

This was the most desperate situation he had faced since his transmigration!

To be precise, if the grand array at the bottom of the Blood Pool was not aimed at possession but at killing him, he would already be beyond redemption, his soul scattered!

A supremely powerful cultivator who once reached the Great Perfection of the Ninth Realm, planning for hundreds of years, how could it be so easily resolved?

The woman hiding behind the mist gave him an enormous sense of insecurity.

"What should I do?"

Chu Huaixu began to continuously try different approaches.

A golden mark started appearing at the center of his brows, entering the Holy Body State.

From a comprehensive strength perspective, now even an ordinary Fourth Realm cultivator could crush him with a single punch.

But in front of this array, his strength, which could dominate his peers, seemed so insignificant.

"Damn! Why is there an Emperor’s Possession in the Emperor’s Pool?"

"Is the possession technique not a method from Kunlun Cave Heaven?"

"Could it be that this Moon Country Ancestor Emperor is related to Kunlun?"

"Damn, an old thing dead for hundreds of years still wants to use my body to resurrect!"

How could he not be enraged in such a situation?

More importantly, Chu Huaixu realized that his understanding of "Borrowed Sword" was still too shallow.

In his concept, the so-called Emperor’s Divine Thought was actually the golden finger of Qin Xuexiao, the world’s protagonist.

His path of "cheating" was to collect Emperor’s Divine Thoughts along the way.

But based on the current scene, that seemed not to be the case.

Furthermore, Xiaoxu’s golden finger, the Bronze Sword, was actually an Evil Sword, and according to "Borrowed Sword"’s original plot, using it always required a huge price.

This made Chu Huaixu completely understand.

"This is both the world protagonist’s chance and their calamity!"

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....

At this moment, the power of the Heart Sword and Dao Seal firmly suppressed the Emperor’s Divine Thought.

It was purely Chu Huaixu’s own cultivation that was severely lagging behind.

He couldn’t really understand: "Your original plan should have been to possess Qin Xuexiao, right."

"He is, after all, your descendant, carrying the blood of your old Qin Family."

"Why is it, without any reason, this possession calamity fell on me?"

Oh, in the beginning, you took all the advantages, acted out all the pretenses, now your ancestor changed his mind, wanting to seize my body?

Your old Qin Family really isn’t anything good!

As the saying goes: Compare goods to be thrown away, and people to die.

Compared to me, Qin Xuexiao indeed is just ordinary!

From this perspective, Chu Huaixu even felt that the Moon Country Ancestor Emperor had a good eye...

Thanks to Fearless Sword Intent’s influence, this guy who knows not what fear is, at this moment would not feel scared or panicked.

He knew that this stalemate would last for a while, and he still had time to think of a countermeasure.

Moreover, the mysterious woman hiding behind the mist had not taken action yet, which made him sigh with relief.

However, Chu Huaixu was a bit puzzled.

"Isn’t a body to be possessed at least supposed to be an Upper Grade Spiritual Embryo?"

"Otherwise, even if possession succeeds, the body will quickly deteriorate and won’t last long."

"Since he already knows I’m just a Middle Grade Spiritual Embryo, why does he persist so?"

"What is this old thing after!"

At this moment, he even began to ponder a question.

Don’t forget, Chu Huaixu’s Character Panel also showed that he owned three [Resurrection Coins]!

He began to feel a bit perplexed in his heart.

"If today truly is a certain death scenario..."

"Then, can I still have the possibility of resurrection, just like when I was a player?"

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...

Time passed, the sun set in the west.

Qin Xuexiao called Lin Zixuan to his side.

"Zixuan, there is something I want you to do," he said kindly, looking at his future Crown Prince Consort.

"Brother Prince, tell me." the petite girl said.

"Tomorrow morning, the preliminary of the East-West Continent Competition will officially begin."

"Before that, the Old State Preceptor will take charge of the major event as the representative of the Royal Family and Cultivation Hall, saying a few words at the competition ceremony."

"After he finishes, I will do something before the competition."

"At that time, I want you to use [Spirit Vision] and [Spirit Listening], so that Chu Huaixu can witness the whole occurrence."

Lin Zixuan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

This was tantamount to borrowing her supportive ability of shared perspective.

During the previous leader contest, she used this ability to help Qin Xuexiao.

"But Brother Prince, Chu Huaixu is still in the Emperor’s Pool, isn’t he?"

"At such a distance, given my cultivation, along with the restrictions within the Emperor’s Pool, I can’t share everything I see with him."

"Moreover, the Spirit Seed he planted in me has already been removed by my master."

"If the Spirit Seed was still there, I could act this way."

"I went to seek him a few days ago, asking him to plant the Spirit Seed in me again, but he refused." Lin Zixuan said.

Qin Xuexiao: "..."

Ask him... to plant the Spirit Seed again?

The corners of the Young Master’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch slightly.

At this moment, he raised his hand and said, "Your master is aware of this matter as well; he will help you perform [Spirit Vision] and [Spirit Listening] in due time."

Lin Zixuan then nodded, acknowledging the feasibility of this action.

But the petite girl with a well-endowed chest couldn’t help but tilt her head slightly and tentatively said:

"But, Brother Prince, Chu Huaixu is still in the Emperor’s Pool. If I forcefully share with him, won’t it distract him and risk falling into a demon state?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuexiao frowned, feeling displeased in his heart.

"Are you considering him?" he asked.

The girl raised her head and asked slightly surprised: "Brother Prince, didn’t you say... we’re friends with them?"

Her tone carried a sense of inevitability.

Qin Xuexiao snorted coldly and said, "This is not something to be discussed with you!"

After saying this, his tone softened a bit and he continued, "Zixuan, you should listen to me and your master, right?"

Lin Zixuan hesitated for a moment, but since it was the will of both Qin Xuexiao and Ming Xuanji, she could only weakly say, "Well... okay then."

Qin Xuexiao slightly nodded, and the voice of the Ancestor Emperor echoed in his mind.

"Well done."

In fact, this Young Master didn’t know why the Ancestor Emperor wanted him to arrange for these things tomorrow.

But regarding this matter, he didn’t feel any resistance in his heart.

He gazed intently at the moon high in the sky and said faintly in his heart:

"Mu Bingjiu, it’s time for you to show your loyalty."

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In a quaint courtyard at the Cultivation Hall.

The Daoist Sect, as VIP guests, were accommodated in first-class residences.

Niu Yuanshan and Mo Qingmei, as Daoist Stewards, stayed in the same courtyard for the convenience of handling affairs together.

These days, the two of them almost lived, ate, and traveled together...

There was even a slight feeling of living together every day.

At this moment, Old Niu was not in his room but sitting in the courtyard, gazing at the moon in the sky.

He held a spirit orange cultivated from the Daoist Medicine Mountain, slowly peeling the orange skin.

While peeling it, the faint fragrance of the orange could already be smelled.

Maybe it was because he hadn’t returned to his hometown for too long, or maybe for other reasons, Niu Yuanshan felt somewhat unaccustomed after arriving at the Imperial Capital.

Unaccustomed to the environment here, unaccustomed to the atmosphere of the Imperial Capital, even unaccustomed to the climate here.

This place was far colder than the Daoist Sect.

The Daoist Sect might not even see a snowflake in a whole year.

But it’s different in the Moon Country, where snow is common.

Niu Yuanshan recalled being picked up by people from the [organization] on a snowy day that could freeze people to death.

"Seems... it’s going to snow?" he mumbled, looking up at the night sky.

Snowflakes began to fall.

Niu Yuanshan stood up, wanting to knock on Mo Qingmei’s door.

In his memory, every time it snowed at the Daoist Sect, Junior Sister Mo would be particularly happy.

She liked the snow.

But after stepping outside, he raised his hand to knock but stopped himself.

Reason kept telling him that it might be better for them to stay distant.

For someone like him, it’s wise not to get too close to Junior Sister Mo.

They weren’t people who could spend a lifetime together.

Because of love, he felt that Junior Sister Mo’s future carried such weight he couldn’t bear or put down.

But just then, the door opened on its own.

Since the day they drank together, their relationship had grown more distant.

Mo Qingmei frowned, looked at him coldly, and asked, "Steward Niu, what is it?"

Old Niu casually found a reason and discussed with her about tomorrow’s competition.

After chatting, Mo Qingmei looked past him at the snow falling from the sky behind him and said:

"It’s snowing indeed."

Niu Yuanshan then said, "Yes, it’s snowing."

Steward Mo stepped outside, standing under the eaves, watching the snowflakes fall in the courtyard.

This middle-aged woman raised her right hand, catching a snowflake.

That was a reachable chill that slowly melted in her palm.

"Steward Niu, since coming to the Moon Country this time, you seem rather distracted." She didn’t look at Old Niu but stared straight ahead.

Niu Yuanshan didn’t want to lie to her, so he chose silence.

Fortunately, Mo Qingmei didn’t mean to press further.

These days, she always kept a stern face in front of Old Niu.

But maybe she truly loved snow because tonight, a faint smile finally appeared on her face.

For Mu Bingjiu, who grew up in the Moon Country, snow wasn’t surprising.

Therefore, he didn’t look at the snow but just stood aside watching her.

In a daze, Niu Yuanshan would sometimes wonder how wonderful it would be if he and Junior Sister Mo were ordinary people without all these complicated relationships.

We could live together in such a courtyard, enjoying the snow together when it snows.

As soon as this thought appeared, Niu Yuanshan placed his left hand behind his back, clenched his fist hard, so tightly that his nails almost embedded into his palm, bringing a bit of pain to clear his mind.

——Mu Bingjiu, what are you thinking!!?

How dare you still dream of having a home like this?

Truly, this courtyard is large. It would be very spacious for two people. But cramming two of their kind’s lifetime in it would suffocate.

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