Chapter 144: Humanoid Sword Spirit
These days, Luocheng is very lively. The All-People's Martial Arts Conference is about to begin, and all the young people who are of age to participate are rushing to sign up at the registration office, filling the streets with bustling crowds. Fortunately, Ye Chen doesn't have to go himself, as Mingyue has already registered his name.
These days, Ye Chen has been cultivating and adjusting his breath in the Siheyuan, putting his physical condition to its best state. In his free time, he would take a look at Hua Feng and Mu Dao to see if they had woken up. The little panda was released freely, running around in the Siheyuan, but its adorable appearance was absolutely lethal to both men and women of all ages. So the little panda was unimpeded in the Siheyuan, what made Ye Chen angry was that the little panda actually started drinking wine.
The drunken little raccoon was dizzy and could even hold onto the bright moon, but the little raccoon's most comfortable position was still lying on Ye Chen's shoulder, snoring loudly, with the green bamboo stick in hand never leaving his grasp, and Ye Chen also had no way to deal with the little raccoon.
During this time, someone from the Mu family came to their house. In Luocheng, there was nothing that the Mu family didn't know about. The second young master of their own household had fallen into a coma and naturally couldn't hide it from the Mu family. Almost on the same night, someone arrived here, saw their second young master paralyzed in bed, unconscious, and left some precious medicine before leaving. His nonchalant attitude made Ye Chen stare blankly, not even caring about his own second young master.
However, Ye Chen knew that Mu Dao had also signed up for the All-People Martial Arts Conference, which meant that within ten days, Mu Dao must wake up. If Mu Dao didn't wake up, the Ming family would have to take on a huge responsibility. As for what kind of responsibility, the visitor didn't say, but looking at Ming Yue and Hong Shu's angry expressions, it was clear that it wouldn't be anything good.
It's been five days and Mu Dao still hasn't woken up, no one knows how severe his injuries are, he still hasn't come to, this makes Ming Yue very anxious, the Mu family isn't someone the Luo City Ming family can afford to offend, offending the Mu family will be troublesome.
On the seventh day, Mu Dao finally woke up under the effect of Ming Yue's huge consumption of wealth. As a captive of Ye Chen, Ye Chen didn't have much good face to give Mu Dao. What made Ye Chen happy was that Ming Yue had finally brought those three famous swords to Ye Chen.
One was silver-white, one was fiery red, and one was pitch-black. The three long swords were each different, but every single one of them emitted a powerful aura. Ye Chen carefully examined the three long swords. As soon as he held the silver-white sword, it began to tremble violently, as if it didn't acknowledge Ye Chen at all.
Ye Chen didn't want to conquer the silver-white long sword either, so he threw it down and picked up the fiery red long sword instead. A scorching heat emanated from the hilt, making Ye Chen's palm feel like it was about to be scorched.
This sword is quite powerful, to think that Ye Chen has a physique of Xiantian Realm Third Stage, yet he couldn't withstand this scorching guy, it can be seen how formidable this longsword is. Ye Chen felt it for a moment and also threw the longsword back to its original place, something that could harm himself was definitely not suitable for him.
Finally picked up the jet-black long sword, if this one is still not satisfactory, it can only be conquered by force. Ye Chen has always wanted to see if these three long swords are compatible with himself. If they are compatible, of course, it's good. If they are not compatible, he can only find a random one to make do with.
The pitch-black long sword didn't quite match Ye Chen's expectations, and it also had a resistant feel to it. A sharp aura emanated from the sword, accompanied by a killing intent. This was a sword for taking lives. Ye Chen's expression changed slightly.
Ye Chen's internal energy circulated rapidly, his sharp internal energy whizzing through the meridians at an incredible speed. The sharp aura emanating from the black long sword was directly dissolved by the aura inside the meridian, just like a carpenter in front of Lu Ban's door, not even on the same level.
The internal force within Ye Chen's body can only be cultivated to produce a divine sword, and this sharp aura is only revealed from the famous sword. The difference between a famous sword and a divine sword is absolutely huge, it's like heaven and earth.
It can be seen from the fact that only a few divine swords have been passed down through the ages how precious divine swords are. Therefore, it's not surprising that the sharp aura encountered the internal force in Ye Chen's body and was dissolved, and the killing intent was also repelled from the outside.
Ye Chen's internal force dissipated the sharp aura emitted by the long sword, and then rushed into the black long sword. Suddenly, this black long sword radiated a brilliant light, and in the midst of the black light, a small, delicate figure appeared, entirely composed of black light.
When the figure of the sword spirit appeared, Hong Shu, who had been calm and composed beside him, changed his face greatly. The sword spirit! It's worth noting that sword spirits also have their own hierarchy, normally they take on animal shapes, such as tigers, leopards, lions, snakes...
And yet, a humanoid sword spirit is the highest level of sword spirit. Although it's said that there are even higher-level sword spirits - true body sword spirits - those are extremely rare and hard to come by. Now, having a famous sword with a humanoid sword spirit placed right in front of him, Hong Shu's breathing became hurried.
As soon as the humanoid sword spirit appeared, Ye Chen secretly thought it was not good. The humanoid sword spirit, the one in his hand was actually a humanoid sword spirit. As a cultivator of swords, Ye Chen knew how precious humanoid sword spirits were. He looked up at Hong Shu beside him and saw that both of Hong Shu's eyes had turned red.
Ye Chen wanted to stop, but the black long sword disagreed. The sharp internal force inside Ye Chen's body seemed to be a great tonic for the long sword, making it shine brightly and forming a small, dark human shadow around the sword, only about the size of a palm.
However, the small figure's shadow was extremely clear, so clear that it was even discernible in minute detail. The human-shaped sword spirit stood on the blade of the long sword with its eyes closed, and the surrounding black light surged towards the small figure, making its dark hair shine.
Hong Shu took a deep breath and ultimately did not take action against Ye Chen on the spot. This was also thanks to Mu Dao, who was here and was considered Ye Chen's captive. The Mu family had been here before, and relying on the relationship between Ye Chen and Mu Dao, Hong Shu was uncertain whether harming Ye Chen would provoke retaliation from the Mu family.
Of course, more importantly, it was Ye Chen's strength that made Hong Shu dare not guarantee that he could do anything to Ye Chen. If the news leaked out, and the Ming family had a human-shaped sword spirit with a long sword, then for the Ming family who had just stabilized their footing in Luo City, it would be an absolute disaster.
Ye Chen could feel the last glance from Hong Shu, didn't know what reason made Hong Shu give up on killing him and taking the long sword in his hand, but since Hong Shu gave up, that was even better.
Ye Chen let out a breath of relief, his tense body relaxing as he was able to focus on the humanoid sword spirit on the longsword. The humanoid sword spirit was small and delicate, its eyes tightly closed, with an appearance of absorbing black light.
Suddenly, the humanoid sword spirit's tightly closed eyes opened, and two sharp rays of light flashed by, making Ye Chen feel a chill run down his spine.
The exquisite sword spirit exuded a boiling murderous intent, and the gaze towards Ye Chen was also thick with killing aura. In Ye Chen's eyes, the sword spirit suddenly became towering, and if it weren't for its naked body, this grandeur would have been even more pronounced.
Although the pitch-black long sword in his hand absorbed a lot of internal energy, Ye Chen's innate realm internal energy was originally dense and rich, so he could still withstand it. Sharp black and white sword energy leaked out from Ye Chen's eyes.
Equally sharp and unparalleled, the black and white sword aura was much stronger than the sword aura emitted by the small sword spirit. As the black and white sword aura passed by, it instantly forced the small sword spirit to retreat several steps.