The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 90 - 87: Chu Huaixu Fights Han Shuangjiang
The night gradually deepened.
Chu Huaixu, who had been busy the whole day, didn’t meditate but simply drifted into dreamland.
The Big Ice Cube next door was diligently cultivating, feeling the pressure from the Dead Fox.
The next day, early morning.
The two of them sat at the table eating breakfast together.
"Xiaoxu is really odd. So many days have passed, and he still hasn’t come out of the Secret Realm," Chu Huaixu said.
"Is the food you brought him before enough to eat?" Han Shuangjiang frowned slightly, also unsure whether this Dead Fox was reliable.
Sure enough, she quickly heard such a reply.
"What are you thinking? If he eats sparingly, it’ll definitely be enough!"
Han Shuangjiang: "..."
She watched him eat with great appetite and felt a bit speechless.
What does eating sparingly mean it’ll definitely be enough?
Junior Brother Xu won’t starve at the bottom of the Cold Pool, will he?
Han Shuangjiang is a person with a strong sense of distance but kind-hearted.
Although she wasn’t close to Xu Ziqing, she still said to Chu Huaixu, "Do you want to check on him today and bring him some more food?"
"I definitely have to go today. There’s no need to bring food. I have to call him back."
While he gulped down black rice porridge, he said, "Xiaoxu is also a cultivation maniac; he doesn’t know to come out for a breather. Today, he must come back to wash my clothes and shoes!"
Han Shuangjiang almost rolled her eyes at Master Chu.
But although she’s quite the virtuous wife and loving mother, she didn’t offer to help him wash.
Because she felt that would truly make her a virtuous wife!
Chu Huaixu put down the large bowl in his hand, suggesting, "After being full, let’s rest for a while. Both of us have obtained our Lifebound Magical Treasures yesterday, why don’t we spar a bit later?"
This put the Big Ice Cube in a bit of a spot.
Strictly speaking, since coming up the mountain, she had never sparred with anyone.
Unlike Chu Huaixu, who had fiery bouts with Liu Chenggong.
"But I haven’t learned Swordsmanship yet," she replied seriously.
"No worries, just swing randomly. Don’t you want to feel the [Zhegu Heaven] properly?" he coaxed again.
Last night, after researching the effect of the Sword Scabbard [Calming the Storm], he decided to "play with a woman" today.
Han Shuangjiang and the [Zhegu Heaven] made a perfect testing ground!
The Big Ice Cube felt quite tempted but still said, "I really don’t know how to spar; I can only accompany you to practice."
"No problem at all." Chu Huaixu grinned.
After the meal, as usual, the young lady went to wash and tidy up alone.
Chu Huaixu hugged a sword scabbard, sitting on a wooden stack in the courtyard, looking up at the clear sky, feeling very at ease.
It’s already autumn but not cold yet, just feeling high and refreshing.
A breeze blew by, and the tassels on the black bead on the sword scabbard in his hand swayed in the wind.
Not to mention, if he were holding a real sword now, he would indeed look dashing and carefree in the autumn wind.
It’s just a pity that holding an empty sword scabbard looks a bit odd.
After a while, Han Shuangjiang walked over slowly with [Zhegu Heaven].
Since it was a sparring session, she even tied up her three thousand strands of hair.
The young girl with her hair tied up actually looked more dominating, and her aura even colder.
Holding a long sword, she looked somewhat heroic.
Chu Huaixu rose from the wooden stack, looking at the Big Ice Cube, who did not seem old but had a strong senior-like aura, and suddenly found himself playful.
He asked, "Do you think... between us two, should you be the senior sister, or should I be the senior brother?"
This question truly caught her off guard.
Han Shuangjiang never thought about this. Usually, she just called him Chu Huaixu, occasionally calling him a Dead Fox in her mind.
But since they are of the same sect, there must be an order of seniority.
Chu Huaixu continued speaking to himself, "Logically speaking, that rainy night at Biyou Plateau under Wumeng Mountain, you arrived before me when we met the Sixth Elder."
"After entering the sect, maybe you entered the Acupoint Opening Stage before me as well."
"You reached the First Realm earlier too."
"Counting this way, maybe I really should call you Senior Sister Han?" he said with a smile on his face.
But for some reason, the Big Ice Cube always felt he was up to no good, causing her brows to furrow slightly.
Chu Huaixu’s thinking was simple: when bullying her in the future, he could call her Senior Sister; when hugging her thigh, he could call her that too; and when mooching fortunes, even more so...
— He was purely being a sly male.
But usually, he would never call her that, always calling her Big Ice Cube instead.
Just like now, since he was going to bully her, he bowed and said, "Senior Sister, please teach me."
"Annoying!" The cold-faced young girl snorted coldly, genuinely finding him quite bothersome.
She held the Spirit Sword horizontally in front of her, gripping the sword scabbard with her left hand and the sword hilt with her right, ready to draw her sword from the scabbard!
Chu Huaixu simply held the sword scabbard in both hands, watching her with an amused smile.
Han Shuangjiang only felt he was even more annoying: "Are you laughing because you think I really can’t swing a sword?"
Feeling a little angry, she began to draw her sword.
"Hm?"
She gripped the hilt tightly but couldn’t draw the sword, as if [Zhegu Heaven] was not under her control!
This involuntarily reminded her of scenes from Hidden Spirit Mountain, recalling how much this sword fawned over Chu Huaixu.
That strange emotion grew again in her heart. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"What did you do to it?" The Big Ice Cube demanded angrily, her tone full of shame and anger.
...
...
The autumn wind blew, quite refreshing.
Chu Huaixu didn’t expect the young girl to get angry.
"It seems that you can’t pull it out with brute force; you need to use spiritual power," Chu Huaixu said.
The cold-faced girl frowned at him but still followed suit.
As soon as her spiritual power circulated within, she drew her sword again, and indeed, the sword came out!
"Why?" she asked.
Standing in the wind, Chu Huaixu crossed his arms in front of his chest, holding the sword scabbard, and said calmly:
"Because you and it have been suppressed by me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the Big Ice Cube immediately looked down at her sword.
"Suppression?"
"Yes."
Chu Huaixu continued calmly, "If you rely on brute force alone, I’m afraid you won’t be able to pull it out."
His tone changed, and he even started to comfort her.
"But you don’t have to belittle yourself. If someone with the same cultivation level as you held a Lower Grade Spirit Sword, it might be tough for them to wield spiritual power as well."
Han Shuangjiang listened to these words, watching him standing motionless in the wind, thinking to herself:
"He has already reached such a level?"
Seeing her genuinely awed, Chu Huaixu was immediately satisfied.
He smiled and said, "Come, Senior Sister, let’s spar!"
"Don’t call me Senior Sister!" The Big Ice Cube felt increasingly uncomfortable, feeling that his tone had become teasing.
The Zhegu Heaven in her hand thrust forward, actually bringing forth an icy chill.
As the sword tip thrust forward, slight ice crystals formed in the air.
But they quickly melted in the air.
As she thrust this sword, Han Shuangjiang clearly felt her movements were somewhat sluggish, and her speed had slowed a bit.
She had just acquired the Supreme Treasure yesterday and was undoubtedly joyful, secretly practicing with her sword in the room, feeling particularly exhilarated.
But the current feeling was quite different from last night’s.
"Is it suppression again?" She thought, unhappy.
Her competitive nature disdained being suppressed like this.
Han Shuangjiang exerted her full spiritual power, and the cold currents intensified. Wherever the sword went, slight ice crystals would scatter.
Watching this scene, Chu Huaixu felt nothing short of envy.
"With just this level of cultivation, to achieve this—what will it be like in the future when a single sword brings bitter cold to the world?"
God, every one of her sword strikes comes with special effects!
Last night, he had also infused his sword scabbard with Sword Qi.
But now, he didn’t plan to use it.
There was no other reason but fear of harming the Little Housekeeper.
Don’t look at the Sword Qi, which only has a 30% damage effect, but this is based on Chu Huaixu depleting his full body spiritual power and infusing it into one sword strike.
In a normal duel, no one would only swing one sword and then wait to die if defeated.
In fact, not many skills consume mana this way.
It’s like if you throw a punch thinking you’ve used all your strength, but you can throw the same punch again later.
Draining all spiritual power is tantamount to a desperate secret technique.
Such secret techniques are rare and mostly harmful.
Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone just face each other and deliver a blow to end it?
After all, it’s either you die, or I die.
Therefore, the lethality of Sword Qi is actually not low. If seven Sword Qi strikes are unleashed at once, it would be even more astonishing!
As Zhegu Heaven drew nearer, Chu Huaixu felt the surrounding temperature drop.
He slightly shifted his body to the side, stepped back half a step, and lifted the sword scabbard in his hand to block forward.
The sword edge scraped across the sword scabbard, flashing a pale blue cold gleam!
This Calming the Storm was only made of ten-year-old Black Wood, but having accompanied the Dao Ancestor for many years, it became a Super Grade Spiritual Artifact. Such a sword strike left no marks.
On the contrary, after blocking this sword, Chu Huaixu, rich in combat experience, only felt that Han Shuangjiang had huge openings all over her body!
At this moment, he took a big sidestep, using force to instantly flash to her back.
She wanted to turn around and thrust another sword, but how could she be faster than Chu Huaixu?
Looking at the girl’s back, he almost couldn’t resist using the sword scabbard to swat her ample backside.
What a perfect target this was!
Calming the Storm drew an arc in the air, and the sword scabbard lightly bumped into her lower back.
Han Shuangjiang cried out in pain, letting out a muffled groan, her waist probably swollen and red.
She turned her head in amazement, and Chu Huaixu said flatly, "You lost."
The cold-faced girl’s expression was unpleasant; she was inexperienced and hadn’t learned any techniques, truly clueless about wielding a sword.
Already feeling pressured, she quickly decided, "Tomorrow, no, this afternoon, I’ll go to the Library Pavilion and choose a Swordsmanship technique!"
This sparring session made her realize she shouldn’t just immerse herself in the joy of acquiring a Supreme Treasure. Even with a Super Grade Spirit Sword, you also need to know how to use it!
Seeing her biting her lips forcefully, her face frosty, Chu Huaixu cheerfully said, "What? Senior Sister, are you unconvinced?"
It was at moments like this that he started calling her Senior Sister again.
Just as he finished speaking, a rather immature voice came from the nine heavens above.
"The Dao Ancestor’s sword scabbard is indeed miraculous."
"Chu Huaixu, why not have a spar with me?"
The not-even-1.5-meter-tall, older girl Chu Yinyin descended from the sky.
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