Beast?
Li Changâan found this baffling.
He was merely borrowing Ye Mengxianâs body to cultivate the Sword Dao.
After all, the two of them were enemies.
He hadnât done anything too excessive. How could he possibly be considered a beast?
"Daoist Ye, must you be so hurtful? You are a fairy descended to the mortal world; you should have the grace of one."
"Li Changâan, you despicable, shameless villain!"
Ye Mengxian was both humiliated and furious, seething with hatred. She ground her teeth, looking like she wanted to lunge forward and tear him apart.
Li Changâan asked in surprise, "Daoist Ye, I havenât taken your life, nor have I used your body to commit any heinous crimes. How am I despicable and shameless?"
"You... you..."
Ye Mengxian gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed red as she clenched her delicate fists.
Li Changâan indeed hadnât used her to do anything heinous.
But when Li Changâan used her to explore the Sword Dao, he had inspected her entire being from the inside out, leaving her with no privacy whatsoever.
Now, Li Changâan knew exactly how many fine hairs were on her body.
She said hatefully, "Li Changâan, I truly want to kill you, you vile demon!"
"Demon?"
Li Changâan was even more surprised.
"Daoist Ye, if I were truly a demon, I would have already offered you to a Nascent Soul Old Demon. Or perhaps Daoist Ye would like to keep a Nascent Soul Old Demon company?"
Hearing this, the color drained from Ye Mengxianâs face.
In Li Changâanâs hands, although she had no freedom, her situation wasnât too terrible.
If she were to fall into the hands of a Nascent Soul Old Demon, her fate would be utterly miserableâa fate worse than death would not be an exaggeration.
"Li Changâan, what will it take for you to let me go?"
"Simple."
Li Changâan smiled, his tone light.
"Daoist Ye, as long as you help me achieve an Innate Sword Bone, I can let you go."
"Thatâs impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?"
"The Innate Sword Bone is called âInnateâ for a reason! It cannot be created after birth. You should give up on this foolish idea!"
Ye Mengxian stated with certainty that it was utterly impossible.
Even if Li Changâan were to swallow her whole, he wouldnât be able to obtain the Innate Sword Bone physique.
If an Innate Physique could be transferred, hers would have long been stolen by some Golden Core Master from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, or one of their descendants.
Li Changâan pondered for a moment before speaking again, "Daoist Ye, I donât need to obtain a perfect Innate Sword Bone. Even a slightly weaker copy would suffice. Do you have any ideas?"
"Also impossible!"
Ye Mengxian rejected the idea once more.
But Li Changâan said seriously, "Daoist Ye, nothing in this world is impossible."
He then brought up the golden symbol.
Ye Mengxian still claimed not to know what he was talking about, and even found it somewhat absurd.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Li Changâan, my Sword Dao abilities come from my own sword bone, not some golden symbol!"
"Daoist Ye, Iâve examined every bone in your body. Where is this sword bone? Theyâre no different from those of an ordinary cultivator."
"You..."
The mention of this topic sent another wave of humiliation and anger through Ye Mengxian.
She had been wide awake when Li Changâan was conducting his examination.
She could clearly feel Li Changâanâs Magical Power and Divine Sense sweeping over every part of her.
ăA moment later.ă
Ignoring her protests, Li Changâan once again sent wisps of his Divine Sense into her spine, approaching the golden symbol.
"Li Changâan, you bastard!"
Ye Mengxianâs face flushed red with vexation.
In the next instant, before Li Changâan could even touch it, the golden symbol exploded again.
It dissolved into countless, tiny golden specks, which then drifted away to reform at a distance.
Li Changâan asked, "Daoist Ye, the golden symbol in your spine just exploded. Did you notice anything?"
"No! There is no symbol!"
"Thatâs strange."
Li Changâan withdrew his Divine Sense and pondered for a moment.
As its owner, Ye Mengxian was somehow unable to sense the symbolâs existence.
Either Ye Mengxian was lying to him, or she didnât meet the symbolâs requirements.
âCould it be because of Divine Sense?â
Li Changâan thought of his Divine Splitting Technique.
Without the Divine Splitting Technique, he wouldnât be able to split his Divine Sense into so many minute threads, and thus wouldnât have been able to perceive the symbolâs existence.
But, from ancient times to the present, he couldnât possibly be the only one who knew the Divine Splitting Technique.
Why hadnât anyone discovered the secrets of these physiques before?
Could it be that all related records had been erased by the sands of time?
Or was it that the Divine Splitting Technique wasnât special, but rather that he himself was special?
âPerhaps itâs because of me.â
Li Changâan thought for a moment and felt that this was likely the case.
There were indeed some special things about him, such as the daily divinations that appeared.
âForget it. Iâll explore this slowly in the future. One day, Iâll uncover the truth.â
This time, he had managed to obstruct the golden symbol for an instant longer than the last.
Li Changâan guessed that if his Divine Sense were strong enough, he might truly be able to hold on to the golden symbol!
Next, he asked about the Female Sword Immortal.
Ye Mengxian didnât hide anything.
The rumors were true.
Before she was born, her mother had indeed dreamed of a Female Sword Immortal flying into her womb.
ăLater.ă
As she grew up, she too would occasionally dream, vaguely seeing that same Female Sword Immortal.
After waking, she could never remember what had happened in the dream, only a faint, hazy memory of the Female Sword Immortalâs face.
However, every time she had the dream, her talent for the Sword Dao would improve slightly.
And her disposition grew more and more like that of the Female Sword Immortal in her dreams, becoming cold and aloof.
If nothing had gone wrong, she would have become increasingly cold, eventually merging with the Female Sword Immortal from her dreams and attaining the supreme Sword Dao.
But Li Changâanâs appearance had shattered this process.
At this point, Ye Mengxian glared at Li Changâan, grinding her teeth.
"Li Changâan, you ruined my fated opportunity!"
After being humiliated by Li Changâan for so many years, what cold and aloof disposition was left? All that remained was endless shame and indignation.