Chapter 73: The Origin Sword Body, Wielding a Sword Like an Emperor!

Chapter 73: The Origin Sword Body, Wielding a Sword Like an Emperor!

When the Sage Immortal left, everyone in the Su family was stunned, then they all looked expectantly at Su Zian.

"I—"

Su Zian opened his mouth, about to say something, but his communication charm suddenly vibrated.

Su Nan: "How's the situation? The Little Immortal Sect is opening in three days. I've prepared everything, including Changqing's teacher and the elders present."

"Can Changqing make it on time? If anything changes, let me know in advance. The initial cultivation plan is crucial, and I need to be prepared."

Su Zian's lips twitched. After some thought, he steeled himself and sent a reply.

"Everything is going smoothly."

Elsewhere.

Upon receiving the message, Su Nan, who had just arrived at the Little Immortal Sect, nodded in satisfaction.

He looked at the crowd of geniuses gathered outside the Little Immortal Sect and smiled confidently.

"Heh, Changqing is going to be under a lot of pressure~"

...

In the Forbidden Abyss.

Su Zian put away the communication charm, seeing the cautious expressions of the Su family members. He couldn't help but laugh and scold them.

"Alright, I'll take the blame. If Su Nan decides to beat someone, it'll be me."

With that, everyone's faces lit up, and their worries dissipated.

It wasn't their fault for being worried.

Today's incident was too significant.

If the head of the family really blamed them, it would be difficult to explain, making things even more complicated.

But since Su Zian had taken the blame, the most they would face was a good beating, which wasn't a big problem.

"There's nothing to worry about here. Go back to the Su family."

"The Little Immortal Sect is about to open, and the Demon Sect might cause trouble. Check how my elder brother has arranged things."

With the worries resolved, Su Zian dismissed everyone.

They nodded and left, but Su Wenlin remained, frowning in deep thought, glancing back at Su Changqing.

"That sword technique can't be wrong. It's the Starlight Sword Technique. But how could Changqing use it, and even condense a Dao Seal?"

"Could Er Niu have secretly taught Changqing?"

"But that doesn't make sense. Changqing doesn't have any cultivation, so how could he condense a Dao Seal without practicing the sword technique?"

Su Wenlin couldn't figure it out. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he walked away in a daze.

He felt that this must have something to do with Er Niu.

...

As everyone left, only Su Zian and Su Changqing remained in the ruins.

After about an hour, Su Changqing rubbed his temples, groggy, and sat up.

"You're awake," Su Zian said with a light laugh.

"What—what happened?"

Su Changqing opened his eyes, his expression stunned.

The scene before him was drastically different from when he first entered.

Huge craters, bloodstained ground, and even cracks in the sky that were slowly healing.

The entire world seemed to have been shattered.

"Um, when you were receiving the legacy, a storm swept through the Forbidden Abyss. Those bloodstains are from some blind beasts."

Su Zian maintained a calm expression, lying with a straight face.

"I see."

Su Changqing looked at the devastated landscape, inwardly marveling at the storm's ferocity.

"How do you feel? Any changes in your body?"

Su Zian asked curiously.

Having absorbed the vast Origin Sword Intent, Su Changqing should have been radiating a sharp, hidden sword aura.

But now, he looked exactly the same as when he first arrived.

"Changes—"

Su Changqing closed his eyes, focusing intently. Without a divine consciousness, he couldn't see within himself.

However, he could feel countless bright points hidden deep within his body.

He gently probed one of those points with his subconscious, and instantly—

Swoosh!

An overwhelmingly powerful sword intent erupted from Su Changqing's body.

The sword intent was pure and condensed, forming a long sword made entirely of sword intent in front of him as he subconsciously controlled it.

At the same time, a golden pattern appeared on his forehead, radiating divine golden light.

The once refined and elegant Su Changqing now exuded a majestic, domineering, and unparalleled aura.

Su Changqing, with the golden pattern on his forehead, opened his eyes, grasped the light sword in front of him, and gently waved it toward the distance.

Swoosh!

A golden sword blade, formed entirely of sword intent, easily shattered a massive boulder in the distance.

Su Zian's pupils constricted sharply as he gazed at Su Changqing, his expression shifting rapidly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the Su Changqing before him, exuding an aura like an emperor, could be the same refined scholar he had just seen.

Not long ago, Su Changqing had displayed a similar demeanor, but Su Zian had assumed it was due to the influence of the Sword Emperor's predecessor.

But now, it was clear that the imperial aura came from Su Changqing himself!

And more than that!

Despite having no cultivation at all, Su Changqing could condense a sharp sword purely through his refined sword intent.

How terrifying must the sword intent within Su Changqing's body be?

At first, Su Zian had been puzzled by the lack of any sword intent around Su Changqing.

Now, it was evident that the sword intent within his body was suppressed by the Imperial Mark, making Su Changqing appear like an ordinary scholar when it wasn't triggered.

But once the sword intent was unleashed, it would burst forth like a volcanic eruption!

The Primal Sword Body, wielding a sword like an emperor!

This was the transformed Su Changqing!

As Su Zian was still slightly dazed, Su Changqing's excited voice broke the silence.

"Amazing!"

Despite feeling weak and the light sword dissipating, Su Changqing still looked at Su Zian with excitement.

"My constitution seems to have changed. Big Brother, what kind of constitution is this? Is it very strong?"

"Um, well..." Su Zian was about to nod and shower praise, but he suddenly remembered his father's stern warning and quickly swallowed his words.

He turned his head away awkwardly and said, "It's pretty good, I guess. Just average."

"That's fine too."

Su Changqing was content, smiling and saying, "Even if I can't become a genius, I should be able to pass the tests at Little Immortal Sect, right?"

"Um..."

Mentioning this, Su Zian felt a bit guilty and replied, "It should be fine, probably. We'll see how it goes."

Pass the tests? More like his potential would explode the tests!

As for "we'll see how it goes," that would depend on Su Nan. With things the way they were, the mess would have to be cleaned up by Su Nan.

"Still, there's quite a bit of Primal Sword Intent left. We should absorb it quickly, and then we should leave."

Su Zian changed the subject, pointing to the remaining Primal Sword Intent not far away.

The Primal Sword Intent was still as large as a millstone, remnants from when Su Changqing had abruptly entered the inheritance sea and hadn't had time to absorb it all.

While these sword intents couldn't compare to the vast Sword Sun earlier, they were still considered "massive" in the outside world.

Enough to elevate a sword cultivator's sword intent by one or two levels.

Hearing this, Su Changqing turned his head and, after a moment of contemplation, reached out to touch the Primal Sword Intent.

However, he didn't absorb it. Instead, a golden light flashed from his brow, and the sword intent vanished instantly.

"It really works," Su Changqing said with a pleased expression.

"Why store it? It would be better to absorb it directly," Su Zian asked, puzzled.

Su Changqing smiled, "I feel like I have enough sword intent in my body. Absorbing a little more or less won't make a difference."

"By coincidence, I have a friend who dreams of becoming a sword cultivator. I plan to leave some for him, to see if it can help him in the future."

Su Zian was taken aback, then realized what Su Changqing meant.

Changqing's sword cultivator friend must be Er Niu, who had gone to Sword God Mountain.

He smiled at Su Changqing and patted his shoulder, "It's his good fortune to be your friend."

Despite their brief acquaintance, Su Zian was genuinely satisfied with his younger brother.

Not arrogant or restless, with astonishing potential, and still remembering his friends from the village when he encountered good fortune.

Such character and talent, how many could compare?

"Let's go. Little Immortal Sect is about to open, and I'll take you back," Su Zian said with a clear, cheerful laugh.

Su Changqing nodded with a smile.

But before leaving, he glanced back. A thick fog had enveloped the area, making it hard to see clearly.

But he could sense something there, calling to him, faintly and mysteriously.

Not just here.

The Eight Treasures Compass in his chest also emitted a warm sensation, a special pull coming from another direction in the Forbidden Abyss.

"I must come back again someday."

Su Changqing took one last look at the Forbidden Abyss, then turned and left without hesitation.

There might really be a treasure waiting for him here.

But for Su Changqing now, his goal was clear and singular!

Pass the tests and join Little Immortal Sect!

(End of Chapter)

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