Chapter 151: Infatuated Sword, Second Generation Crimson Sky!
âHehe, hurry up and strike him!â
Seeing this, Mo Xiaoyu didnât doubt it, thinking the famed sword was about to act up again.
Sizzle sizzle~.
The famed sword began to shake, causing the many chains to tremble.
The chains were imbued with runic power to suppress the famed sword.
But now, the famed sword seemed to be struggling with all its might.
Bang!
One of the chains shattered.
The famed sword finally broke free from the ground. Although it couldnât go far, it could at least reach Meng Changqing.
Sword energy whistled.
The famed sword was extremely fast, like a stream of light, aiming straight for Meng Changqingâs chest.
At this moment, even Meng Changqing instinctively prepared to defend himself.
However, in Mo Xiaoyuâs expectant gaze, the famed sword stopped instantly.
Then, like a little cat, it rubbed against Meng Changqingâs chest.
There was even a gentle sword hum.
â???â Mo Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded.
What is happening here?!
Whereâs the usual arrogance?
What about the usual disdain?
What are you doing now?
Meng Changqing was also a bit stunned.
This scene was indeed quite unexpected.
Whoosh~
The famed sword suddenly moved its tip, carving many words on the ground in front of them.
âMy master, you finally⊠came. I sensed your presence long ago.
âDamn these people for trapping me here, separating us, preventing us from meeting!â
The famed sword became increasingly angry as it carved.
Finally, it expressed ârespectâ for the ancestors of Spirit Peak and the current Mo Shukuang.
âBut from today on, we can⊠be together forever.
âPlease use your big hands and hold me tight.
âAnd⊠you are so handsome.â
Meng Changqing instinctively took a step back.
He felt something was wrong with this sword.
To be precise, its spirit seemed abnormal.
âYou you you!â Mo Xiaoyu snapped out of it, her face turning red with anger, âWerenât you very proud usually? What about the strength you used to hit me just now?
âWhy donât you hit him?â
âLittle brat, go away. Youâre just like your old and ugly master, completely unattractive.
âAh~ my master is still so handsome~â
After carving, the famed sword again stuck to Meng Changqingâs chest.
Itâs hard to imagine that a sword could give off a perverted and shy vibe.
âWow!â Mo Xiaoyu finally understood the nature of this famed sword!
What arrogance?!
All nonsense!
This is clearly an infatuated sword!
Meng Changqing came to his senses.
His expression turned strange.
What to do?
Although this sword was a bit off, it was a famed sword. Not to mention its potential for becoming a saintâs weapon, it was already a precious blood weapon superior to spiritual weapons!
This was evident from the blood patterns on the sword.
It could easily bear the power of martial intent and possessed many mysterious powers.
âAre you sure you want to follow me?â Meng Changqing made up his mind.
After all, itâs a famed sword.
Uh-huh!
The famed swordâs hilt nodded heavily.
âYou are the most handsome human I have ever seen⊠unparalleled in charmâŠ
âAnd at this age⊠you already have three levels of sword intent!â
The famed swordâs energy surged, carving more words.
Seeing this, Meng Changqingâs eyes flickered.
It seemed this sword had some discernment. It didnât just look at appearances. It could sense his sword intent level.
âThree levels?!â Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed.
Her clear eyes filled with disbelief.
Previously, Meng Changqing understanding the rudimentary form of sword intent was already astonishing.
But now, in such a short time, he had climbed even higher, and by a large margin!
Three levels!
This was truly absurd!
Her master had said that enhancing martial intent was extremely difficult, a gradual process that took a lot of time.
But for Meng Changqing, it seemed entirely different.
Enhancing martial intent was as simple as eating and drinking!
Her masterâs sword intent level didnât seem to be this high!
Ignoring Mo Xiaoyuâs reaction, Meng Changqing raised his right hand, letting a drop of heartâs blood drip onto the famed sword.
âA warm sensation is flowing inside me.â The famed sword carved more words.
ââŠâŠâ Meng Changqing couldnât help but hold his forehead.
This swordâs intelligence was indeed like a humanâs.
But why couldnât it speak?
Buzz~
The next moment, a bond was established between them.
In you, there is me. In me, there is you â a master-servant relationship formed.
âFamed sword.â Meng Changqing raised his hand, grabbing the hilt.
At this moment, they seemed to merge into one!
Boom!
Instantly, the swordâs sharpness burst forth!
Like an ancient divine sword born into the world!
Terrifying sword energy surged into the sky, sweeping across the heavens!
Creating layers of phenomena!
âNot bad!â Meng Changqingâs eyes shone brightly.
As expected of a famed sword!
It could easily bear his sword intent and even amplify it to some extent.
Originally three levels, but through the famed sword, it approached four levels, significantly increasing its power!
âGood sword!â Meng Changqing sincerely praised.
âThank you, master, for your compliment~â The famed sword was very happy, its tip like a tail, wagging back and forth.
âDo you have a name?â Meng Changqing asked.
âNo, Iâm brand new. No one has ever touched me or named me.
âCompletely new~â
The famed sword carved words.
âThen you shall be called Crimson Sky.â Meng Changqing didnât think much about it.
He liked the name.
âThank you, master, for the name.â The famed sword became very happy.
Sealed for many years, it finally saw the light of day.
And it followed such a handsome and capable master!
Its future was much brighter than those old guys!
Crack!
After the blood bond was established, the chains binding Crimson Sky broke one by one.
Whoosh~
Crimson Sky, as if reborn, turned into a stream of light, flying out of the Divine Radiance Hall.
Flying freely within the Tai Xuan Sect and even the heavens above.
It didnât hide its presence at all.
Countless sword energies crisscrossed, attracting many disciples and elders to come out.
âThatâs the famed sword of Spirit Peak!â
âDid it break free?â
âObviously not. It has been subdued.â
âGasp, who could subdue this sword? Even the past peak masters of Spirit Peak couldnât do it!â
âUse some wisdom and think about who in the sect now could subdue it?â
âAre you saying⊠the young sect master?â
âOf course, the young sect master understood sword intent at twenty. If such a world-defying genius couldnât subdue it, then this sword would be blind.â
People discussed.
Although they didnât see what happened in the Divine Radiance Hall, they could guess who subdued the sword.
In the Spirit Hall, Mo Shukuang walked out.
Looking at Crimson Sky hovering in the sky, he showed a satisfied expression.
With this sword, the little junior brother wouldnât have to worry about weapons in the future.