Chapter 751 - 267: Borrowing Luck Secret Skill (2)
At present, the surface of the Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd is emitting a faint blue light, its treasure glow dazzling, looking somewhat like an Immortal Treasure.
With a slight movement of his mind, Shen Wen’an immediately directed a burst of Sword Element Power at the Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd in front of him.
Pop!
Under the stimulation of this Sword Element Power, the cork of the Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd popped open suddenly, then two beams of black light spurted out.
After flying out from the gourd, the two beams of black light happily circled around it twice, then obediently floated in front of him.
Shen Wen’an slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the broken sword.
This piece of broken sword was about two feet long and more than three fingers wide, which was considered relatively wide among sword types.
As a Sword Cultivator, Shen Wen’an also knew that this style of swordsmithing was the favorite of ancient swordsmiths.
The broken sword was overall ash-blue in color, with a pattern that seemed naturally formed on its surface.
The exact material it was crafted from was also difficult to discern.
He gripped the hilt with his right hand, and with his left index and middle fingers extended together, gently touched the cold blade and slowly moved them along it.
Buzz!
The broken sword in his hand emitted a slight yet rapid tremor under his caress.
A low, deep sword hum arose, and an excited and joyful peculiar emotion transmitted from Shen Wen’an’s hands to his heart spirit.
Such a strange phenomenon and feeling surprised Shen Wen’an immensely.
No wonder it’s a Spiritual Artifact.
Even though it’s broken, it still possesses a very strong spirit.
A good sword, when meeting a true Sword Cultivator, is like a horse finding its kind owner.
The emotion fed back by the broken sword was exactly like that.
"How can I repair you?"
Gazing at the broken sword in his hand, Shen Wen’an softly murmured.
He really liked the long sword before him.
He wished to repair it quickly and then carry it into cultivation battles.
The broken sword seemed to understand his words, first calming slowly, pondering like it possessed an intelligence, and suddenly from its blade emitted a ray of sharp light!
The sharp light directly cut Shen Wen’an’s fingertip.
As drops of crimson blood trickled down, they were absorbed into the ash-blue broken sword in his hand.
Upon seeing this, Shen Wen’an was momentarily startled, then felt thoughtful.
He brought his sword point together and directly urged the Qi and blood in his body, forcing out several drops of essence blood along the wound on his fingertip onto the broken sword.
Buzz!
Nourished by the essence blood, the broken sword trembled intensely like an excited child, suddenly breaking free from his grasp and transforming into a black light, flying towards another section of the sword body in the void before him.
The broken sword emitted a dazzling black light, as if turning into a magnet, directly pulling the other section of the sword body over!
Clang!
Upon contact, the two sections of the sword body instantly formed a complete ash-blue long sword.
The radiant flow on the sword surface and the two ancient characters that were originally dim to the point of being almost invisible on the hilt now shone with azure-gold light.
"Cyan Yuan..."
Upon seeing the ancient characters glistening with azure-gold light, Shen Wen’an murmured softly.
These two ancient characters were not complicated, and combining them with the name of the Sword Nurturing Gourd, he instantly guessed it.
Buzz buzz!
Upon hearing the words "Cyan Yuan," the ash-blue long sword, now whole, nodded in the void quite spiritually.
Seeing this, a small smile appeared on Shen Wen’an’s face.
He slowly extended his palm.
The Cyan Yuan Sword in the void in front of him immediately spun and nestled into his hand.
Shen Wen’an once again held the sword with his right hand, stroking the sword body with his left hand.
When his sword point brushed over the original fracture of the long sword, he noticed that although the two sections of the sword body had successfully fused, a fine crack could still be seen on it.
Evidently, the Cyan Yuan Sword still needed proper nurturing and should not be brought out to confront the enemy unless absolutely necessary.
"Next, you should be well nurtured in the Sword Nurturing Gourd."
"When you are completely restored, then you can fight with me across the land."
Shen Wen’an spoke softly.
The Cyan Yuan Sword in his hand obediently quivered twice, turning into a black light and burrowing into the Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd in front of him.
Seeing this, Shen Wen’an beckoned with his hand, absorbing the Sword Nurturing Gourd into his hand, capped it, and then slung it across his back.
The Sword Nurturing Gourd needed to be worn close to the Sword Cultivator’s body to absorb the Sword Essence Sword Qi generated during daily cultivation.
It could not remain in the Storage Bag all the time.
After securing the Cyan Yuan Sword Nurturing Gourd, Shen Wen’an pondered briefly and then took out the Dragon-Slaying Sword from the Storage Bag.
"You go in too."
He gently patted the Sword Nurturing Gourd with his palm, and after the cork opened automatically, he directly placed the Dragon-Slaying Sword into the Sword Nurturing Gourd as well.
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That night, at Celestial Aromatic Mountain.
Brilliant crimson dawn light flickered in the mountain, illuminating the night sky above Celestial Aromatic Mountain.
On the outskirts of the flickering light region, numerous Huangsheng Sect disciples donning scarlet gold-patterned brocade robes, wielding magical artifacts, encircled the whole area in layered defense, blocking it off completely.
In the void above, numerous disciples of the Middle to Late Stage of Fetal Breathing, and even at Fetal Breathing Perfection, levitated using wind manipulation, sparing no effort to consume massive amounts of spiritual power, not allowing even a fly to enter.
Within the encirclement of many Huangsheng Sect disciples, three elders emitting a Golden Core aura were sitting together.
"Senior Brother Qu, what does the Supreme Elder say about this?"
"Currently there are at least a dozen Golden Core Cultivators on Celestial Aromatic Mountain, if a conflict arises, the three of us might find it hard to withstand."
An elderly woman with a youthful visage, holding a dazzling Cyan Wood Staff, spoke with a grave expression.
As her words fell, another elder, skinny with a goatee, also echoed: "Now that the spirit has revealed anomalies, all factions might no longer hold back."
"If powers like Jianan Temple and Celestial Sandalwood Mountain unleash their resources, it’s highly likely Purple Mansion combat strength might appear."