C4 Sword Spirit

"Weier, are you sure it's here?"

Looking at everything in front of him, Fifth Elder's body trembled as he sucked in a breath of cold air. It was not that she did not believe it, but everything in front of her was too bizarre and tragic.

"Urgh!"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Weier covered her mouth and retched. Her beautiful eyes were filled with terror.

The floor within the restricted area was completely covered in a scarlet red color, and the dense smell of blood fluttered in the air.

There was no longer a person in this place. Only five medicinal Broken Swords were inserted diagonally into the ground, and they were still slightly humming and trembling.

What exactly had happened during the period that she had left?

The Fifth Elder's face sank. He turned around and shouted: We must inform the Great Elder immediately. The Cloud Void Sword Pavilion will do everything in their power to capture the traitor disciple, Ning Yue. How dare you start a massacre in the forbidden area of the sect? How dare you be so cruel? You have committed a heinous crime! "

"Master, wait a moment!"

Weier hurriedly turned her head and called out. Her face was as pale as snow.

"That, I'm not sure yet that it was Senior Apprentice Brother Ning who did it..."

"If it wasn't him, then who else could it be? Are you trying to say that someone sneaked into our Cloud Void Sword Pavilion and killed him along with him?" A trace of anger appeared in the Fifth Elder's eyes as he shouted angrily, "Remember, Traitor Ning Yue is not your senior brother!"

Weier's entire body trembled. She lowered her head and tears appeared at the corner of her eyes. Her cherry lips trembled slightly.

"Yes, Master. Disciple... will obey."

...

Ning Yue woke up in a daze. He felt his mouth was dry. He whispered a word, "Water.

However, no one responded to him.

After an unknown amount of time, He opened his eyes tiredly. What he saw was darkness. After a long while, he finally managed to see clearly the scene in front of him.

It was a forest. It was somewhat familiar. He should have been here before.

More importantly, it was already night. It was only noon when he went down the mountain.

He quickly sorted out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but Ning Yue realized that... He had no memory of how he escaped from the forbidden area of Cloud Void Sword Pavilion. It was as if he had been completely sucked out of his mind. The only thing he remembered was... Before he lost consciousness, the rusty blade of the sword emitted a strange luster. The back of his hand that was holding the sword seemed to be pressing on a small hand. The woman's cold and snow white hand.

Who was she? Where did she come from? She had no idea at all.

"I remember hearing a voice. At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, but then I answered her. Could it be that mysterious woman? "

Do you want power?

This question, in that desperate situation back then, In his extreme unwillingness, it was impossible for him to reject it. Now that he thought about it, it was so strange. What was the background of that woman?

Suddenly, Ning Yue realized the key to the problem. He looked around and soon found the target he wanted. The brown and red ancient sword was inserted into the soil beside him. The blade was still covered in rust and there was no trace of the bewitching light in his memory.

He subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to pull the sword out, but then he remembered something. He turned his hand to look, and his pupils suddenly contracted violently.

The wounds between his fingers had all disappeared... Now, his fingers were as good as new. Not long ago, he had used his hand to grab the blade of the sword. Fresh blood filled his entire palm!

"Why is that?"

Confusion appeared in Ning Yue's heart. He pulled out the long sword. It was lighter than the sword that the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion had given out. He looked through it and found nothing special about it.

With a thought, he reached out a finger and touched the blade lightly. A sharp pain came instantly. The blade that seemed dim and mottled was actually extremely sharp. Dark red blood stained it. However, because the gorgeous rust itself was brownish red, it wasn't obvious at first glance.

In his vague memory, the wound on the cut seemed to have a burning sensation. However, there was no change at all now. Ning Yue was a little surprised. Could it be that he was in a trance at that time and had an illusion?

Suddenly, he realized that the blood stains on the blade had disappeared. The pain between his fingers had also been reduced by half. He turned his hand and saw that the cut left behind by the tip of his finger touching the blade was only a shallow mark.

Although as a warrior of the Origin realm, his body's recovery speed was faster than an ordinary person's, it was impossible for him to be this fast.

"The blood on the sword is gone and the wound is healing at an accelerated speed. There is actually such a strange thing, could it be..."

A thought that even Ning Yue himself could not believe appeared in his mind. Ning Yue once again reached out and touched the blade. The blade instantly cut through the skin and blood dripped onto the blade.

This time, he did not take his eyes off the blade and stared at it closely.

As expected, the blood on the blade gradually decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the end, there was not a single trace left. The wound on the tip of his finger also healed at a speed that was beyond common sense.

This sword was very extraordinary.

"In the forbidden land of Cloud Void Sword Pavilion, Weier and I secretly went there many times when we were young. Nothing unusual was found. It was called Sword Tomb. There were indeed many damaged Broken Swords. But not enough to be a forbidden place. Could it be that this unremarkable ancient sword in my hand right now... However, if it is truly extraordinary... Why is it not guarded by anyone, but is it randomly inserted on the stone platform, allowing the wind and rain to strike it? "So it was randomly pulled out by me?"

Although a mystery had been solved in his heart, Ning Yue's frown deepened. There were even more doubts.

The chaotic memories slowly replayed in his mind. The memories in his mind seemed to have been dyed scarlet red by blood. In the blurry scene, a sword was whistling and sharp. Under the scarlet sword light...

Suddenly, he opened his eyes. The shock in his eyes became even more intense.

Just now, in the replay of his memories, he saw the sword in his hand cut off Lin Zhong's head. It was not like he was hallucinating, and it was even more impossible for him to be delusional. That feeling was seventy percent real. 30% empty. It should be what he had experienced.

"I killed him?"

"Yes, master, you killed him. The one who dared to harm the master. "All of them deserve to die."

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Ning Yue's ear. The sudden chill made him subconsciously tremble. He instantly took a step forward, turned around, and instinctively held the long sword in his hand in front of him.

The blue robe and white dress fluttered gently. The graceful woman's figure stood alone in the hazy. She was both real and illusory, and her face could not be seen clearly. As she appeared, the forest under the night sky seemed to have become a little colder.

"Who are you?" Ning Yue's eyes slightly narrowed. The red light on the edge of his vision immediately attracted his attention. He looked down and saw that a few pieces of rust had disappeared from the sword in his hand. The real edge of the sword was shining with a red light. It was cruel and bloodthirsty.

"You are my master. The one who awakened the sealed sword will use blood as a contract. You are my master."

The woman sighed softly. Her delicate body leaned forward, and she knelt down with one knee in front of her.

Ning Yue was even more baffled when faced with this situation. Very quickly, he understood a little more in his heart. He nodded and said, "You are a Sword Spirit?"

In the past, the Sword Holding Elder had talked to him about some swords or other spirit treasures that could be considered peerless divine weapons. When they were forged, it was very likely that a powerful soul from before would be sealed as a Artifact Spirit, bringing true life to such a divine weapon. Apart from this, the appearance of a peerless divine weapon would inevitably trigger abnormal phenomena in the world. There might also be relatively powerful wandering souls nearby who were only willing to merge into it.

No matter which kind of woman this woman was, Ning Yue couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Sword Spirit, perhaps? My memory is very incomplete. I can't remember who I am." The woman raised her head and looked at the longsword that was glowing with red light. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, but at this moment, her blurry figure became even more illusory.

At the same time, the scarlet light on the blade began to dissipate. Colorful rust once again covered the edge of the blade.

"I don't have enough strength... Just like before, I can only temporarily escape from this place of trouble."

The woman quietly said. Most of her figure was almost transparent.

"It's not enough? Using blood as a contract to awaken the sealed sword. ... Is that what you mean?"

Ning Yue raised his hand again and the blade easily cut open his palm. Blood stained the edge of the blade again. Very quickly, the colorful rust faded away again. Red light flashed, and the woman's figure condensed again.

Who knew that the woman shook her head and sighed, "Master's blood is the catalyst, and the blood of the enemy is the sacrifice. Only then can the Power of Seal in the sword be awakened. Right now, master's strength is too weak."

As soon as she finished speaking, the red light on the blade dimmed once again, and the rust slowly covered the blade.

The night wind blew past, and the translucent illusory figure shattered and disappeared, returning to nothingness. Looking at the last few afterimages, Ning Yue glanced at the rapidly healing wounds on his palm, and suddenly understood something.

The first time he heard the woman's voice was when he grabbed the blade of the sword. His fingers were cut open and blood flowed out.

When he responded, waves of heat came from the wound on his finger. It was as if all the meridians in his body were burning. An unprecedentedly violent heart was rolling in his chest. In that state, he was not clear-headed, but he killed Lin Zhong easily. At that time, the violence of the power was almost controlling his actions and mind, controlling the sword in his hand.

During the two times the woman spoke, Ning Yue clearly remembered that he had tried to block the sword with his own strength. The tip of the sword was stained with Lin Zhong's blood. The blood of the two people gathered on the rusty and colorful ancient sword.

His blood was used as a catalyst and the blood of the enemy was used as a sacrifice, awakening the Power of Seal in the sword.

"So that's the case. This sword is really evil. No wonder it was sealed in the Cloud Void Sword Pavilion's Sword Tomb. " However, this kind of power is very suitable for the current me. A sword of revenge naturally needs to be killed."

The corners of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. However, that mocking expression did not linger on his face for long. A few traces of guilt appeared out of thin air and replaced it. He lowered his head and sighed again.

"I'm sorry, Master. I promised you that I would not act recklessly in my heart. Those who were wrong would naturally receive the punishment they deserved. However, if they couldn't control the evil thoughts in their hearts, what difference would there be between them and themselves? "Perhaps this time, it is actually retribution."

The feeling of awakening the sealed sword was similar. Ning Yue felt the same way when he woke up the sealed sword. During the battle with the injured beast last month, his meridians were burning hot and his mind was half lost, but he had the same feeling. Extraordinary combat power. If not for that, he would not have been able to kill it successfully, even if the Devil Beast was seriously injured.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled, "Maybe... This is life. "However, my life will not be arranged by the heavens, and I will not be toyed with by others. Lin Zhong has already been executed. But Shi Guangqi, as the head of the crime, Sooner or later, I will take back today's shame. It is not just to defeat you or take your life, but to reveal the truth. "I will make you lose your reputation!"