Chapter 842: Are You Praising Or Criticizing Me?
“Sword heart, you are really stubborn!” Seeing that the sword heart didn’t want to compromise at all, the sword spirit became infuriated. “Have you forgotten your pledge to always support Lord Sword Master?”
The sword heart paused, his expression becoming a little gloomy. However, right after, his eyes steeled over with conviction, and he said coldly, “Do you think that you can fight me just because you subdued the sword soul and sword essence? I won’t end up like them!”
The sword heart got ready to attack. The sword spirit was about to meet his attack, but Ling Chuxi’s figure suddenly appeared in a flash, making the first move!
When the sword spirit saw this, he was stunned. Ling Chuxi’s attitude during his conversation with sword heart made him think that Ling Chuxi would stand aside without getting involved. He did not expect that Ling Chuxi would attack first. Didn’t she feel that it was a burden to enter the Divine Sword Ancient Contract with him? The sword spirit had heard her thoughts, so he knew that she had never even considered helping him take revenge.
“Why are you attacking? Don’t you think this is all too troublesome? I admit that I signed the Divine Sword Ancient Contract with you with a hidden agenda—I wanted you to take revenge for me. In the beginning, I concealed this purpose, and I was wrong for doing so.” The sword spirit communicated with Ling Chuxi using his divine consciousness, his tone remorseful.
“Nonsense!” Ling Chuxi swung her sword in the first move of the Cang Yuan sword style taught by the sword spirit. Ling Chuxi had not slacked in her cultivation recently, and her swordsmanship was more exquisite than ever! “I’m afraid of death, but I’m also not afraid of it either,” Ling Chuxi said confidently to the sword spirit through her divine consciousness.
Sword spirit was stunned once again. What were those contradictory words supposed to mean?
“When it comes to protecting everything you care about, nobody fears death. However, if you die, who will guard all those precious things? What kind of pain would those who care about us suffer? So, everyone is afraid of death,” Ling Chuxi explained to the sword spirit in her heart. “When you signed the Divine Sword Ancient Contract with me, you did not tell me your purpose, but you helped me and saved me time and time again. Do you think I’ll really stand by and do nothing for you?”
The sword spirit looked at Ling Chuxi, who was fighting with the sword heart. He blinked, dazed, but gradually a smile appeared on his face. Yes, this was Ling Chuxi he knew. Although sometime she was lazy, greedy, a little gluttonous, and her mouth a little venomous, her heart was always sincere and she always gave her best to her friends. In other words, Ling Chuxi might look irresponsible, but she was actually a very reliable person.
“Are you praising me or criticizing me?” All of a sudden, Ling Chuxi’s angry voice rang out in the sword spirit’s mind. “What are you standing around for? Come and help me!” The sword spirit was very focused on his thoughts, so because of the Divine Sword Ancient Contract, Ling Chuxi could hear what he was thinking.
Right after she finished speaking, the sword spirit watched as Ling Chuxi was thrown backwards from an attack. She spat out blood before hitting the ground heavily.
The sword spirit was startled and rushed to attack the sword heart. The sturdy figure moved like the wind, the huge sword in his hand slashing out with a thunder-like rumbling.
Although both the sword spirit itself and the huge sword in its hand were condensed from spiritual Qi, their smooth and elegant movements were awe-inspiring. This was the majesty and brilliance of the Cang Yuan Seven Swords.
The sword heart’s indifferent expression instantly morphed into a serious one. Clearly, he had underestimated the sword spirit. The sword heart thought that since he had absorbed the spiritual Qi of the White Jade Crystal Heart, he would be able to win, but when he saw the mighty move of the sword spirit, he knew that he was wrong.