146: Sharpening the sword

The Azure Thunder Sword Sect's Forbidden Ground, the Sword Tomb, is a terrifying space regarded as a place of death by countless Sword Cultivators. There is no soil or vegetation here, only densely packed Broken Swords stuck into the ground like a forest, and violent Sword Qi constantly traversing the Void Realm, powerful enough to cut through metal and jade.

Lin Chen embraced Liu Ruyan and stepped into it with steady steps.

Liu Ruyan had now changed into a fitted Azure Sword Suit, which Lin Chen had prepared for her in the Divine Kingdom. The tailored cut tightly wrapped her voluptuous figure, and her already proud curves appeared even more imposing under the constraints of the tight suit. She held Lin Chen's hand tightly, her beautiful eyes revealing a trace of lingering fear and worry.

"Master, be careful. The Sword Qi inside the Sword Tomb is indiscriminate. It is the accumulated obsession of generations of Sect Masters over tens of thousands of years. A Dao Integration stage Cultivator without a Divine Weapon to protect them would instantly be shredded into a bloody mist."

However, Lin Chen merely smiled faintly.

The Chaos Dragon Elephant Body within him emitted a faint Dragon roar and Elephant bellow. The violent Sword Qi, powerful enough to cleave mountains, struck him, yet not only failed to leave a single mark but instead produced a clang like metal hitting stone before dissipating like a breeze.

"Sword Qi? Before This Emperor, all swords must bow down."

The two proceeded deep inside until they reached the core of the Sword Tomb, the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin Platform.

In the center of the massive stone platform, an unparalleled Divine Sword, entirely silver-white and radiating a cold, sharp light, was plunged. Seated upon the Divine Sword was a girl who looked no older than sixteen or seventeen, with silver hair cascading like a waterfall.

Her skin was so fair it was almost transparent, and her eyes held no ripples of human emotion, pure as a cold pool. She was the Azure Thunder Sword Sect's Guardian Spirit, and the Lei Family's final trump card—the Sword Spirit, Bai Ling.

Bai Ling looked at Lin Chen, and a faint ripple suddenly appeared on her expressionless, pretty face.

"Your body... is very hard."

Her voice was clear, cold, and ethereal, free of any Impurities, resounding directly in Lin Chen's Divine Soul. She floated down from the Divine Sword, her bare feet stepping onto the mirror-like sword platform, walking toward Lin Chen step by step.

She possessed no concept of good or evil; in her understanding, only extreme martial power could capture her attention.

"That trash Lei Ao couldn't even make my sword edge tremble after three hundred years." Bai Ling walked up to Lin Chen, raised her head, and her eyes revealed a desire that was pure to the extreme.

Under Liu Ruyan's astonished gaze, Bai Ling slowly raised her hand and expressionlessly pulled open her Silver Outer Robe, which was illusory, formed from a Sword Sheath.

The tightly fitted collar was torn open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin that was as sacred as frost yet criminally tempting.

"I want to test how hard you truly are. Please... inject your 'Intent' into my body and fill me up. If your 'Intent' is not great enough, I will devour you."

Bai Ling's tone was incredibly flat, but these ambiguous words instantly made Liu Ruyan's face turn red like a ripe apple, almost dripping blood.

"This... this is a Divine Sword Spirit? How can she speak so... so shamelessly!" Liu Ruyan complained softly, instinctively wanting to cover her ears.

Lin Chen's eyes, however, lit up. He saw through Bai Ling's essence—she hadn't encountered a matching Sword Master for too long, causing her Sword Heart to wither. Her so-called "injecting" and "filling up" were actually requests for a powerful individual to hone her edge using Sword Intent.

"Since you wish to test it, This Emperor shall satisfy you."

Lin Chen's gaze deepened, and the System's Soldier Character Secret was instantly activated.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it onto Bai Ling's flawless forehead. A vast and magnificent Human Emperor Sword Intent, like the ocean yet burning like a raging fire, surged through his fingertip, transforming into countless golden runes, violently rushing into Bai Ling's mental world!

"Mngh...!"

Bai Ling, who had been expressionless, was struck as if by lightning the moment that extremely powerful and dominating 'Intent' rushed into her body.

Her ethereal eyes instantly lost focus, her delicate body trembled violently, and her silver hair danced wildly in the air.

That was an absolute fusion at the Soul level.

Bai Ling felt that every molecule and every thread of her Sword Essence was being forcibly rewritten by Lin Chen's domineering aura. The power was too immense, so great that her main body, which had been dry for tens of thousands of years, emitted bursts of pleasant Sword Chants.

"So full... I feel like I'm about to break..."

Bai Ling's voice began to tremble, taking on a soft gasp similar to a moan. This ultimate conquest and submission brought about spiritual pleasure far exceeding physical friction.

Her originally sacred silver robe was torn apart by the golden sword light, revealing a girl's body that was youthful yet almost perfectly proportioned. Within the golden stream of light, every inch of Bai Ling's skin began to seep out fine crystal droplets—a sign that the Sword Spirit's core was being completely developed.

"Is this... what it feels like to be dominated? Bai Ling... is willing... to forever become your Sword Sheath..."

Following Lin Chen's final, fierce Divine Soul impact, Bai Ling let out an extremely long and high-pitched Sword Chant.

The silver Divine Sword plunged into the massive stone platform suddenly shot up from the ground, transforming into a silver streak that perfectly integrated into Lin Chen's Sea of Consciousness.

Meanwhile, outside, Lei Ao was standing at the entrance of the Sword Tomb, frantically injecting Spiritual Energy into the core of the Formation's eye, laughing hideously.

"Lin Chen! Liu Ruyan! Once this Ten Thousand Swords Annihilation Formation is activated, even if you possess heaven-defying abilities, you can only turn into vengeful spirits within this Sword Tomb! Die! All of you, die!"

However, the smile on Lei Ao's face froze completely before it could last three seconds.

He discovered that the Formation Nodes he controlled instantly fell silent. Immediately afterward, the thousands of Sword Qi that were supposed to strike Lin Chen collectively turned around, pointing their sharp tips directly at him.

"Sect Master Lei, what did you just say? I didn't quite catch that."

Lin Chen's voice, carrying the indifference of one looking down on ants, drifted slowly from the depths of the Sword Tomb.

He embraced Liu Ruyan, while Bai Ling had already transformed back into human form, kneeling obediently at his feet, wiping the dust from his boots. That humble yet blissful appearance made Lei Ao feel as if his entire worldview had instantly collapsed.