10. The Heavy Sword Seals the Demon
At the moment of his passing, the Lord of the Asking Heaven Sect entrusted the sword to the observing elders, guiding the Shui family to reside in the nameless valley he had discovered during his travels. He requested that each generation of sect leaders vow never to reveal the truth of the sword spirit devouring its master, and to forever guard against the sealing of demons until a fated person appears
"Do you call Shuangshuang Xuanwu? Does it already have an owner?" Ruo Wu asked nervously, tightly holding onto the turtle's head, fearing that the Shuangshuang he had just obtained would be snatched away by someone else.
The elders of the Shui family are indeed vengeful! They would rather their descendants remain hidden from the world forever than allow any fated individuals to dissipate the sword spirit's hostility.
Xin Zi believes in the latter! The blood-soaked long river of the Overlord's path! She feels the pride that belongs to Shui Wentian! No regrets in life! No remorse in death!
Blade and Soul! The awakening of the self-awareness of the Illusionary Artifact. It can defend itself without a master and assist in attacks! It is a miraculous phenomenon that all martial artists can encounter but cannot seek
"Children from poor families take on responsibilities early!" The scholar's face twisted in a grimace.
Unfortunately, since arriving at Xuantian, Xin Zi has already become a part of this secret
Shuangshuang, this name is truly foolish. Xin Zi helplessly turned to look at the snake-tailed turtle, preparing to express sympathy towards it
One does not realize until one looks, and upon looking, one is truly startled
"This is a secret that has been passed down through generations by the head of the Shui family. Why are you telling us?" Xin Zi felt a wave of unease in her heart. In this world, knowing more does not necessarily mean that good things will happen. Usually, when someone shares a secret with you, it is equivalent to you soon having to pay an unimaginable price for that secret.
"The Spirit Realm is on the verge of collapse. According to the teachings left by the Grand Master of the Heavenly Inquiry Sect, the demonic aura will inevitably bring catastrophic disaster to the Shui family! None of you three can escape!"
If the heart-shaped purple object is not placed on the backs of the two, and one stands on tiptoe, the lake-blue little snake also raises its body. Three pairs of eyes simultaneously see the items placed on the table
"One, the alliance of life!"
Shui Ru was on the verge of coughing up the blood from his lungs, exclaiming, "It is Xuanwu! It is the auspicious beast Xuanwu!" The hysterical sorrow caused his voice to crack.
"Because the last bit of spiritual power protecting the Shui family from the Grand Master of Wentian has been infused into Wentian Lake and absorbed by you, both you and he are unparalleled water element manipulators!"
In reality, it is necessary to seal the Demon Sword atop this high platform, never allowing the descendants of the Shui family to be influenced or subdued by it, and to repent before the tomb of Wenti year after year
"You all... you all... you all..." The water scholar did not take a step back, repeating "you all" several times, his voice trembling, and his outstretched fingers wavering in the air, uncertain of whom to point at.
The scholar walked towards the stone temple, which was hidden in the dense forest by the shores of Wentiang Lake, with only its roof visible. Each step was heavy and slow, imbued with a solemnity that was sacred and inviolable. He recalled his childhood reverence for the God of Sealing Demons, remembered the secret he inherited when he was appointed as the current head of the Shui family upon entering the Illusion Sect, and thought of how many of his fellow disciples had resolutely left the Shui family, having been unaware of the hidden truths of their world, never to return, their whereabouts unknown. He recalled his childhood reverence for the God of Sealing Demons, remembered the secret he inherited when he was appointed as the current head of the Shui family upon entering the Illusion Sect, and thought of how many of his fellow disciples had resolutely left the Shui family, having been unaware of the hidden truths of their world, never to return, their whereabouts unknown.
The scholar did not respond to the question, for he had truly reached the peak of his anger, rendering him devoid of desires and seeking nothing, as if he were at peace with the clouds and the breeze.
Before me stand two children, one possessing extraordinary strength, having absorbed the spiritual water from Wentiang Lake. The other, a scholarly figure, gazes at the one with the white-veiled left eye, recalling old memories. Enough, enough, let Shui Ruowu seal the protective divine beast Xuanwu of the Shui family. All of this is fate! Shui Ling'er, you have given birth to a fine son!
Shuangshuang and - Picture - Book, let me greet everyone. Just now, I was focused on completing the equality contract, and I didn't notice the momentary clash between Xinzi and Shui Ru. I was still surprised at how the Grand Master suddenly appeared. Now, the contract's snake-tailed turtle brothers are obediently leaning against his shoulder, and Ruo Wu is affectionately hugging that large turtle head, allowing the lake blue little snake to coil around him, with a smile stretching from his mouth to the roots of his ears.
Seeing Xin Zi and Ruo Wu with their eyes shining brightly, Shui Rusheng smiled bitterly and said: "Sometimes, being famous is not a good thing. With great fame comes a multitude of unexpected challengers. Back in the day, Shui Wentian fought a life-and-death battle against a formidable opponent, with both sides evenly matched and no clear victor. Just when the two were exhausted and preparing to withdraw, unexpectedly, the sword spirit suddenly unleashed an overwhelming power that was impossible to resist"
The voice of the water scholar grew increasingly somber, narrating the final outcome like a gentle rain: "The sword spirit devours its master, the unparalleled genius of the Water family, the Grand Master of the Asking Heaven Sect, has suffered severe injuries and perished!"
Recalling his youth, he had spent countless days and nights sneaking into Wentiang Lake in search of the legendary divine beast Xuanwu, yet he had not even caught a glimpse of its shadow. Today, however, this fellow is pestering two utterly powerless children to form a contract. Of all the possible choices, how could he have chosen this one! Alas, what a waste of such water!
Is it to accuse a friend of betrayal, that he will surely curse day and night even in the underworld? Or is it to convey to the spirit of the sealing sword that, even when betrayed by a friend, he has no regrets about the vow of "a lifetime alliance" made in the past
The voice of the water scholar carried a hint of melancholy: "The Shui family was originally a renowned and prestigious clan, with the family heirloom, the indestructible nameless heavy sword, passed down through generations. Later, a peerless genius emerged from the Shui family—Shui Wentian. After becoming the Grand Sect Master and the Master of the *Tu* *Shu*, he took this sword to travel across the continent, visiting scenic spots and famous landmarks. It is unknown what fortuitous encounters he experienced, but the nameless sword transcended the holy illusionary artifacts and gave birth to a sword spirit, which the Grand Sect Master Wentian named—Fengmo! From that point on, the Shui family's prestige reached its zenith."
In the Xuantian Continent, magical beasts run rampant. Generally, illusionists will contract one to two illusion beasts as combat partners, depending on the size of their mental strength. The abilities of illusion beasts are also categorized from weak to strong as follows: illusion pet, illusion beast, spirit beast, divine beast, and holy beast. However, this particular Xuanwu transcends the usual norms and is a legendary auspicious beast! A born king! Although it currently remains at the stage of spirit beast abilities, once it matures, it will surpass the existence of divine beasts! This Xuanwu indeed transcends the usual norms and is a legendary auspicious beast! A born king! Although it currently remains at the stage of spirit beast abilities, once it matures, it will surpass the existence of divine beasts!
At that time, the elder who knew the truth did not want to go against the dying wish of Wenti, nor did he genuinely wish to protect the heavy sword. Thus, he buried the remains of the Grand Master Wenti at the bottom of the lake and built this temple by the lakeside. On the surface, he promoted the bravery of the True God of Sealing Demons to the descendants of the Water family, calling upon everyone to protect it for generations.
For the first time, Xin Zi scrutinized this grayish-white and ancient solemn temple up close. The high steps were straight and steep, leading directly to the main hall supported by sixteen columns. There were no common relief carvings on the entire exterior wall, only the natural erosion marks left by the passage of time, plain and unadorned
Xin Zi gazed at the sealing of the demon, her gaze lingering for a long time on the four blood-red characters "A Lifelong Pact"! What kind of emotions prompted the former head of the Shui family, Shui Wentian, who was on the brink of death, to write this brief last words with his drained blood?
The innate affinity with the water element made Xin Zi sense a hint of unease, as the air was mixed with an aura other than that of the Shui family’s mountain. It seemed that, as the Grand Master lamented, the spiritual barrier of the Shui family, which had kept them secluded from the world, was gradually fading. To alleviate her inner discomfort, Xin Zi quickened her pace alongside Tu Shu, both of them following closely behind with a swish.
Inside the main entrance, the entire temple is merely an expansive hall. Simple and gray-white, the wind seems to pass unobstructed through the grand columns, rushing through the space. The only beam of sunlight filters through a transparent crystal, half the size of a person, illuminating the stone table at the center.
And you! The water scholar cannot feel at ease unless he expresses the suppressed emotions in his heart. He is indeed a rare illusion master on the mainland, yet in just two days, he has been driven to despair by these two wretched children in front of his family business. You have taken away the玄武瑞兽 that could sustain the last spirit of the spiritual realm! You have caused it to lose all its illusionary power!
It turns out that the blind and the foolish can also be contagious! Xin Zi rested her chin on her hand, seemingly deep in thought
The words of the water scholar, laden with unparalleled sorrow, struck the assembled crowd. Anyone who pursues a powerful soul can deeply understand this feeling of being abandoned by one's closest companions, despite not having died on the battlefield! The unwillingness to die with eyes closed!
Hahaha! Although it was her first time forming a contract with a mythical beast, Xin Zi knew that the sudden attack from the Grand Master Shui Ru Fei had not succeeded in interrupting the connection she had established with the strange turtle. She felt a wave of relief wash over her, and her entire body went limp as she sat down on the ground. Damn it, what kind of water whip is this? Just a single strike could take her life. She had no idea where this strange power came from; in any case, Xin Zi was still completely unaware of the magical, martial, and mystical forces in this world. No matter what happened, she had grown accustomed to it.
Do you know who this turtle is
Although the Sword Spirit no longer responds to the calls of the Shui family, the malevolence of the sword has greatly increased. Once it appears in the world, it will surely be coveted by various unscrupulous individuals. Thus, the Shui family has set up layers of illusions to hide in this remote forest.
The scholar feels burdened by too many troubles and has no one to confide in. What direction will his choices ultimately lead him, along with the Shui family of books?
A heavy sword, ancient and concealed in its sharpness, the material of which is unknown, presents a deep, glassy purple reminiscent of congealed fat and ink under the sunlight. The blade and hilt are seamlessly integrated, as if cast together, devoid of any impurities. However, the hilt is tightly wrapped with a long, water-colored cloth, presumably to prevent slipping during use. Judging by its color, the cloth has not been replaced for many years, showing signs of dark yellow mottling. At the end, there are several brown, chaotic cursive characters, likely written in haste, stained with blood. Xin Zi carefully discerned the four already blurred characters, struggling to read them:
Stepping forward and standing beside the stone table, the water scholar sighed again. The tiny visible dust particles floating leisurely in the beam of light suddenly lost their direction and began to spin uncontrollably: "This is what the Shui family has chosen to protect in this secluded place."
Originally, the snake's eyes with brownish-yellow backgrounds and emerald green pupils, as well as the turtle's eyes, transformed into hazy, misty, white blind pupils in the left eye as if nothing had happened after the contract. The white-eyed turtle and snake seemed quite happy, wiggling their tails and foolishly sticking out their tongues at the heart's purple.
You all come with me
After dropping such a remark, the master of the Shui family, a scholar, turned and walked away, his seemingly youthful figure now showing a slight stumble. Since all changes began with the sudden emergence of the girl Longxin Zi, she and Shui Ruowu also have the obligation to share the mission of the Shui family
It is truly a self-inflicted calamity, one that cannot be endured! It seems that the Water Family's spiritual domain is destined to be completely destroyed by my hands today!" Shui Rusheng clasped his hands behind his back and sighed deeply.
The heart beats rapidly, accompanied by an inexplicable ache. It seems that the heart can hear the low sobbing of the heavy sword resting on the stone table.
If there is no way, they clenched their fists. Both of them spat angrily.