504: Chapter 504 Ordinary Iron Sword

[At Fairy Maiden Tower, in the pavilion.]

[Fairy Xi He and Murong Zhaozhao stood side by side, looking up at the sky.]

[Fairy Xi He's brow furrowed slightly as she asked softly, "Zhaozhao, can you see the changes in the Sect's Luck?"]

[Murong Zhaozhao closed her eyes, and after a moment, she opened them, a strange look flashing through her eyes:]

["How strange... the Sect's Luck has suddenly become super thick. But..."]

[She paused, her voice filled with confusion: "But sometimes it's a super thick gold, and sometimes it turns into a dim black~. It alternates between light and dark; I've never seen Luck like this before!"]

["No," she immediately corrected herself, "I've seen it on that Qin kid before."]

[Hearing this, Fairy Xi He's heart jolted slightly.]

[She gazed at the sky, her eyes flashing with a sharp light as if she had thought of something.]

["Perhaps..."]

[She whispered to herself, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation that she herself didn't dare to believe:]

["This is my Lu family's Opportunity."]

[She stood there, motionless for a long time.]

[As if she had made a decision.]

[Or as if she had reached some kind of resolve.]

[On the other side,]

[You take a deep breath, suppressing the emotions surging in your heart, and look at that blurry phantom.]

["Where am I?"]

["Inside my true body."]

[Hearing this, you understand in your heart—this should be the internal world of that legendary immortal sword deep within the Wuji Immortal Sect.]

["Why did you bring me here?"]

[The sword spirit was silent for a moment, its voice old and low:]

["Master, your current strength is too weak, and that existence... will also awaken in the near future."]

["If you know too much, his people will find you."]

["Wait until you have gathered all ten immortal slaying swords and merged them into one before returning here. At that time, you will know everything."]

[Just as the voice fell, you suddenly feel an invisible force surging from all directions.]

[It wasn't an attack, but rather... an influx.]

[Like spring water seeping into parched earth, like a warm current flowing into cold Bloodlines.]

[That power drills into every pore of your body, flowing along your Meridians, merging into your flesh, seeping into your bone marrow, and finally returning to your Dantian.]

[Your whole body jolts.]

[In that instant, you feel as though something about you has changed.]

[It wasn't an increase in Realm or a surge in cultivation.]

[But rather... a mysterious connection has been born between you and this world.]

[You close your eyes and can actually "see" the entire Wuji Continent—]

[Mountains, rivers, cities, Sects, and the every move of countless living beings are all within your perception.]

[You can even "touch" that giant sword vortex in the sky; that is the Wuji Immortal Sect's protective array—the Guixu Sword Vortex.]

[With just a thought, you can activate it.]

["This is a strand of my Origin power," the sword spirit's voice came, already becoming weak. "It can help you drive the entire Wuji Continent to soar through the Immortal Realm. It also allows you to control the Guixu Sword Vortex."]

["From now on, as long as you are within the Wuji Immortal Sect, no one can harm you."]

[You open your eyes and look at the phantom that is growing fainter and fainter.]

[Its voice gets lower and lower, as if it has exhausted its last bit of strength:]

["Master... remember... ten swords as one... then I can... fully awaken..."]

[As the last word fell, the phantom slowly dissipated.]

[You reach out, wanting to grab something, but only catch a handful of nothingness.]

[The next second, light and shadow shift before your eyes.]

[When you open your eyes again, you have already returned to the Sword Casting Pool.]

[The surrounding Sword Intent is still dense, still circling you submissively.]

[Everything is as usual.]

[But you know that something has completely changed.]

[You look down at your hands.]

[That Origin power is still flowing within your body, gentle yet powerful.]

[You look up into the distance, your gaze seemingly able to pierce through the Void Realm to see that massive Guixu Sword Vortex, the entire Wuji Continent, and those high and mighty Mahayana Old Ancestors.]

[You smile, withdraw your gaze, and turn to walk toward the outer edge of the Sword Casting Pool.]

[Just as you reach the outskirts, you hear a clamor of voices.]

[The Cultivators who came out first are gathered in a circle, discussing animatedly.]

["How did that phenomenon suddenly vanish?"]

["Someone else came out. Why did he only just emerge?"]

["Look, his hands are empty. Is it that... he didn't get a life-bound Flying Sword?"]

[You turn a deaf ear to their discussions.]

[Zhong Yi sees you and quickly comes to meet you, his expression somewhat solemn: "Were you inside just now? Did you notice anything unusual?"]

[You shake your head: "No? What's wrong?"]

[He lowers his voice: "Something big has happened. Just now, the entire Sword Casting Pool was filled with strange phenomena, and the Sect was shaken. Such a scene has never occurred before. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."]

[You smile: "It should be a good thing."]

[Zhong Yi nods, then looks you up and down again, suddenly remembering something: "Right, where is your life-bound sword? What's it like? Bring it out so I can see."]

[You are taken aback and look down at your empty hands.]

["Eh? Right, where is my sword?"]

[You raise your hand and beckon.]

[From the edge of the Sword Casting Pool, a sword wobbles over and falls into your hand.]

[It is a... dilapidated iron sword. The blade is covered in rust, there are several notches on the edge, and the cloth wrapped around the hilt is almost completely rotted.]

[When the people around see it, there is a brief silence, followed by a burst of loud laughter.]

["Hahaha... isn't this the rumored Spotless Sword Body? How did he end up with such a broken sword?"]

["Exactly, I thought I'd see some incredible divine sword."]

["Hey, you can't say that. You can't judge a person by their looks, and the same goes for a sword. What if this sword has some incredible Origin?"]

["Right, right, Senior Brother is right!" the people nearby chimed in, laughing even louder.]

[Zhong Yi looks at the rusty iron sword in your hand, his expression complicated: "You... just took such an ordinary iron sword?"]

["Yeah." You smile, put the sword away, soar into the air, and fly toward the Sword Stele Forest.]

[This is indeed just an ordinary sword, but for you, it is enough.]

[Zhong Yi stands in place, watching your departing back, not looking away for a long time.]

[After a while, he slowly nods and whispers to himself:]

["Jade hidden in stone, pearls concealed in clams. To have sharpness but not show it, to have talent but not be arrogant. One who can be like this is a true Genius."]

[On the other side,]

[You arrive at the Sword Stele Forest, and the scene before you once again exceeds your imagination.]

[Sword steles rise one after another from the ground, piercing straight toward the sky.]

[The shortest ones are several dozen feet high, requiring one to look up to see the top.]

[And the tallest ones seem as if they are about to pierce through the heavens—they surge into the clouds, vanishing above the cloud layer, with no end in sight.]

[As far as the eye can see, they are densely packed and boundless.]

[Every sword stele is a giant sword plunged upside down into the ground, standing there silently, having weathered countless years.]