296: My sword spirit can't be a sissy! Goodbye, Biyao

Chapter 296: My Sword Spirit Can't Be a Hot... Babe! Goodbye Bi Yao

Dead Spirit Abyss.

Su Han stood alone in this vast space filled with eerie mist, the silence around him so profound that only his own breathing could be heard.

He quietly watched the Ni Lin Sword in his hand, which was greedily absorbing the dead spirit energy, his eyes filled with anticipation.

He saw that the originally pitch-black sword body of the Ni Lin Sword was now flashing with a dark red flame as the dead spirit energy continuously poured in.

On the sword body, the patterns that could control the separation of the sword body now seemed to have come alive, pulsating like blood vessels.

The edge of the blade even faintly glowed with a light black halo, emitting a chillingly sharp aura, as if a slight swing could tear through space.

"This... this change is simply beyond imagination!"

For a moment, Su Han became even more expectant.

It wasn't until all the evil energy of the ancient tree was completely devoured that the Ni Lin Sword returned to calm.

"Whew!"

Su Han took a deep breath, "Finished absorbing?"

"Then let me see what kind of transformation you've undergone!"

Thinking this...

Su Han impatiently closed his eyes, held his breath, and carefully sensed everything about the Ni Lin Sword with his spiritual sense.

Instantly, a surging tide of majestic evil energy violently rushed towards Su Han's spiritual sense.

Su Han's heart trembled violently, "Such terrifying evil energy!"

"If I didn't have the Asia Saint trait, I probably wouldn't be able to suppress this evil thought and would inevitably fall into the Demon Sect..."

At this moment, Su Han had to admit.

The current Ni Lin Sword was no longer the blood-refined weapon he could easily suppress before.

Besides the mystic fire jade and the Nine Nether Mysterious Snake Cauldron, the Ni Lin Sword was definitely the most terrifying divine weapon Su Han had ever seen. If placed in the Demon Sect, calling it a sect- 鎮派至寶 (zhenpai zhibao) would not be an exaggeration.

As for those so-called Nine Heavens Divine Weapons? They weren't even qualified to carry the Ni Lin Sword's shoes!

It was now only a step away from treasures of the level of the mystic fire jade!

Thinking about the future, that he could personally refine a top-tier treasure no weaker than the mystic fire jade, even Su Han couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

After all, who could refuse an immortal treasure that completely belonged to them, and was even connected to their Bloodline?!

"Ni Lin Sword, Ni Lin Sword, I really want to see how far you can transform in the future!"

Su Han couldn't help but murmur to himself, his eyes full of anticipation, gently stroking the sword body, feeling that powerful yet intimate force.

And at this moment.

A clear and agile voice, like the tinkling of a mountain spring, suddenly echoed in Su Han's mind.

"Master, I'm so full..."

Su Han was instantly stunned, and then he realized that this was the voice of the Ni Lin Sword's sword spirit.

Compared to the previous naive, ignorant voice of a two or three-year-old child, her tone now seemed to carry a touch of the agility of a girl next door who had just grown up, as if she was a teenage girl happily expressing the joy in her heart.

"Lin'er... you've undergone such a big change!"

Su Han never expected that after absorbing the evil energy of that ancient tree, the Ni Lin Sword not only experienced a qualitative leap in its own power, but even the sword spirit seemed to have undergone a baptism, being able to communicate with him overnight.

Hearing Su Han's question, the sword spirit also excitedly replied in Su Han's mind: "Yes, Master."

"I can feel a lot of new power flowing in my body, like endless, surging rivers."

"And, I seem to have a better understanding of this world."

"Things that were previously vague are now becoming clear."

The sword spirit's voice was full of novelty and joy, like a child who had discovered a new continent, "For example, I can now freely communicate with Master."

"Even..."

Speaking of this, the sword spirit paused slightly.

The next second.

In front of Su Han, a light flashed, "Appear beside Master!"

At this moment, a tall female figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Han.

Looking at the woman, Su Han was full of surprise.

Su Han considered himself tall.

After all, his Master Shui Yue, who used to be a small... pulling... cart, now seemed petite in his arms.

But!

This woman in front of him was at least a head taller than him, probably around two meters two or three?

A head of snow-white hair cascaded down freely, like a silver waterfall reaching her ankles, shimmering with a soft luster in the dim light of the Dead Spirit Abyss.

She was wearing a black tight suit on her upper body, the material of which seemed to fit every inch of her skin, perfectly outlining her graceful figure, every line just right, fully displaying the softness and strength of a woman.

And her lower body...

"Gulp~"

Su Han's gaze involuntarily fell on her slender, beautiful legs, which were tightly wrapped in a short skirt and black stockings and were longer than life itself.

Perhaps because she was a spirit body, her legs were straight and slender, as if they had been meticulously carved.

She was wearing a pair of high heels, and with each step, the crisp sound of the heels hitting the ground seemed to step on Su Han's heart, making his heart tremble slightly.

Even more exaggerated were that pair...

Xiao Bai had to bow down in comparison!

ABCDE or F?

As soon as this thought surfaced, Su Han quickly shook his head, "Although you won't let go of the fox either, the other party is just a sword, you bastard!"

After a while.

Su Han finally came back to his senses, "You are... Lin'er?"

"Yes, Master!"

The woman in front of him clearly had a mature figure, but her voice was very cute and intimate, the extreme contrast making Su Han's head full of black lines for a moment.

He could not connect the image of the woman in front of him with the naive sword spirit in his impression.

After all, the sword spirit in his earliest memory was still somewhat childish, but now...

"Damn it!"

"How could my sword spirit be a hot... contrast babe?"

At this moment, the sword spirit seemed unaware of Su Han's strangeness, her lips slightly curved upwards, and she lightly spun around, her movements extremely elegant, yet with a touch of girlish playfulness.

"Why, Master, you don't like it?"

"I clearly think that Master should like me this way..."

As she spoke, her eyes were full of anticipation, as if waiting for Su Han's approval.

What is all this?

Su Han coughed lightly with a guilty conscience, "You... where did you learn all this?"

The sword spirit blinked, "Master, I am connected to your heart, and I vaguely feel that Master might like me this way..."

After speaking, she looked at Su Han piteously, as if waiting for his forgiveness.

Su Han sighed inwardly, his head full of black lines again.

He somewhat accepted the fact that his sword spirit was a hot... contrast babe!

Just as he was about to speak again.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious, and he quickly put away the sword spirit.

After waiting for a while, he then said faintly to the distance, "Come out!"

"Immortal Su Han, I didn't expect to meet you again here. Don't you think it's fate?"