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Chapter 422: The Sheath's Path to the Harem
Chapter 422: The Sheath's Path to the Harem
"How could this be?"
A glint of surprise flashed in the reclusive youth's eyes.
This wasn't his first time entering the Sword Pool, but he had never heard of a sword voluntarily offering itself, let alone witnessed it.
Even for Jian Wuxia, the direct disciple with the innate Sword Body, the swords in the Sword Pool would only show submission in her presence; they had never actively flown to her.
"Could it be that the sword truly chooses its master?"
He murmured to himself, a puzzled expression on his face.
As a genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect in swordsmanship, he had come to the Sword Pool, wielding a sword and making bold statements, only to be outdone by a Spirit Herbologist. This was something that his proud self couldn't accept.
"Since this sword has already fallen into Brother Lu's hands, I shall give up. Farewell."
The reclusive youth coldly hmphed and turned, stepping into the midst of the countless fine sword auras. In just a few moments, he had disappeared from sight.
There was no other way. If the sword had still been ownerless, he could have relied on his exquisite technique to defeat Lu Xuan and claim the sword.
But now that the sword had willingly gone to Lu Xuan, the nature of taking it by force would be different.
It would no longer be considered a normal competition.
In the Sword Pool overseen by the Golden Core True cultivator, attempting to forcibly take a treasure from a fellow sect member would be extremely difficult to hide. Afterward, one might face severe punishment.
"I didn't expect you, little guy, to have such good eyes."
Lu Xuan drew the third Starcloud Sword from the Yangxuan Sword Sheath and couldn't help but sigh.
The Starcloud Sword was full of spirit, ranking among the best of the fourth-grade flying swords. Sensing the divine nature of the sword sheath and the similar origin of the aura within, it had chosen not to clash with the reclusive youth but to surrender to the rustic sword sheath instead.
"As for that fellow sect member, although he seemed to be of questionable character, he at least maintained some decorum within the Sword Pool. Otherwise, to obtain this Starcloud Sword, I would have had to expend several fourth-grade sword talismans."
Lu Xuan muttered to himself as he had the sword sheath sense their surroundings, guiding him in a certain direction.
Nearly an hour later, he found the fourth Starcloud Sword.
With all four Starcloud Swords inserted into the rustic sword sheath, the sword sheath felt both pain and joy.
As the number of Starcloud Swords increased, the difficulty of finding them also rose.
With only half a day to spend in the Sword Pool, Lu Xuan's spiritual sense was greatly weakened, and he couldn't move too quickly. After all, the fine sword auras were everywhere, and the myriad sword auras in the sky were in constant, high-speed motion. If Lu Xuan increased his speed too much, even the Sword Fruit might not be able to react in time.
Moreover, the Sword Pool was vast and boundless, its depth unknowable. To have found four Starcloud Swords was already a great achievement for Lu Xuan.
Time always passed quickly when treasure-hunting. Half a day had passed in the blink of an eye.
"Alright, the time is almost up. Let's gather over here."
Just then, a deep voice rang out, and countless sword auras in the Sword Pool began to stir. In the very center, a massive sword aura shot into the sky like a pillar of light, visible from every corner of the Sword Pool.
Under the intimidation of the massive sword aura pillar, the movement of the fine sword auras throughout the Sword Pool slowed significantly, and their threat to the cultivators within also lessened.
Upon seeing this, Lu Xuan and the others quickly used their methods to rush toward the location of the pillar of light.
When Lu Xuan arrived in front of the pillar of light, he carefully observed his surroundings but did not see the Golden Core True cultivator who had been in the Sword Pool.
Six fellow sect members were already waiting beneath the pillar, their expressions varied—satisfaction, regret, and remorse were all evident.
Lu Xuan saw that Jian Wuxia was standing quietly, so he moved closer to her.
"Please speak, Brother Lu. I will answer to the best of my knowledge," Jian Wuxia replied, her eyes opening like unsheathed sword blades, sharp and piercing. Seeing Lu Xuan, her eyelids lowered, and her expression softened.
"I am aware of the rules of the Sword Hall, that each disciple can only tame up to two sword artifacts," Lu Xuan began. "But I have a doubt. What if one of the sword artifacts is a sword formation composed of several flying swords? If I find only a part of it, would it count as one flying sword or multiple?"
Lu Xuan briefly explained his situation without revealing specific details about the Starcloud Sword Formation.
"So, you've found a sword artifact that can perform a sword formation? That's quite a lucky find," Jian Wuxia said, a hint of surprise in her crisp voice.
"Although it's rare, there have been similar cases in the Sword Pool," she continued. "With so many sword artifacts in the pool, there have been cases of mother-and-child sword blades, complementary yin and yang sword artifacts, and sword formations like the one you mentioned."
"They are only considered a complete sword artifact when all parts are assembled. Therefore, finding a part of it, even if it's multiple flying swords, would still count as one slot," she explained.
"That puts my mind at ease. Thank you, Senior Sister Wuxia, for clearing my doubt," Lu Xuan sighed in relief. It would have been embarrassing if he had broken the rules and been caught by the Golden Core True cultivator.
As the ten of them gathered, the light pillar enveloped them, and in a dizzying moment, they found themselves back in the familiar Great Hall of the Sword Hall.
Lu Xuan, carrying five flying swords, left the Sword Hall and summoned the plump bird, Feng Xun, from a Sword Hall disciple.
Sitting cross-legged on Feng Xun's broad, pale green wings, he felt the rushing wind on his face and couldn't help but feel elated.
Upon returning to his cave abode, he took out the four fourth-grade flying swords from his storage bag and inserted the four Starcloud Swords into the Yangxuan Sword Sheath.
"Initially, only the formless Xunlei Sword Aura was in the sword sheath. Then came the third-grade Purple Electric Sword, the fourth-grade Wind Thunder Sword, and the mysterious emerald green sword," Lu Xuan recalled. "And now, the fourth-grade Thunder Sound Sword and the four fourth-grade Starcloud Swords."
"At first, the sword sheath refused any relationship with flying swords. Gradually, it transitioned to accepting a single flying sword for a period of time, nurturing and bonding with it," he continued. "Then, it started to switch between different flying swords, and now, it has an entire collection of backup flying swords, ready to be swapped at will."
"Unknowingly, the once-simple sword sheath has embarked on its path to a harem," Lu Xuan mused, gazing at the rustic sword sheath filled with flying swords.
Setting aside the sword sheath and its collection, Lu Xuan took the Thunder Sound Sword and ventured to a secluded corner of the peak.
Passing through the pink miasma that stirred chaotic thoughts, he arrived before a strangely shaped bamboo shoot.
Its main stem resembled lustrous jade, and where it met the spirit soil, numerous well-developed roots protruded, crowding together. Each root had tiny fissures, and as Lu Xuan appeared, these fissures opened, emitting a cacophony of chaotic noises that made his head spin.
Just as Lu Xuan was about to calm himself with a purification mantra, a gray vine shot out from the pink miasma. Countless slender roots, like gray tentacles, plugged all the tiny fissures on the bamboo roots, not missing a single one.
(End of Chapter)
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