“Originally, I was thinking of helping you to raise your cultivation for a bit, but it seems that we will have to wait for some time,” said the sword spirit regretfully as its voice became even wearier, as if it could once again fall into deep sleep at any moment.
“You can help me raise my cultivation?” Ling Chuxi asked in surprise.
“Don’t forget my original identity,” the sword spirit said proudly.
Only then did Ling Chuxi recall that this sword spirit was formed by the gathering of a peerless expert’s entire mind. In terms of a martial arts path, this spirit definitely had an understanding and enlightenment that was difficult for ordinary people to even imagine. With just a little bit of guidance from the spirit, she would definitely gain quite a bit. Wait! Was such a good opportunity just bypassed? After she passes this village, will this shop not be found again? If the sword spirit falls into deep sleep for even just fifty years instead of a hundred, it would still be a tragedy.
“Hey, why don’t we do it like this instead? Since you need to go into a deep sleep either way, why don’t you just help me raise my cultivation first while you still have a little bit of strength?” asked Ling Chuxi as she chuckled shamelessly. When it came to the pursuit of cultivation progression, Ling Chuxi was insistent. She wanted to grow stronger as soon as possible and thus saving face meant nothing much to her in this regard. Face? What was that? She would resolutely shove it into her pocket.
If the sword spirit had an expression, then a corner of its mouth would have been twitching. It suddenly wondered if signing a Divine Sword Ancient Contract with this person was a wrong decision?
“You see, and you have already mentioned it yourself, that since our minds and souls are bound by contract now, if my cultivation were to get stronger, it would also benefit you, right? When I have the cultivation necessary, then I will find a way to find the other Cang Yuan Sword remnants and help you to reassemble the body of the Cang Yuan Sword so you can return to this earth again,” persuaded Ling Chuxi continuously.
“Furthermore, you can also tell my current cultivation level, right? With such a weak cultivation level, what are we to do if I am carelessly beaten to death by someone stronger? For the next few million years, even though whoever encounters you will be unfortunate and even though the name Ancient Killing Sword is attached to you, I can only be safe and sound when I am bound by contract to you. If anything untoward were to happen to me, I’m not sure how many more million years you would have to wait to come back to life. I mean, even if you did wait for another million years, there’s no gurantee that you would meet a gifted person like me, right?” In order to convince the sword spirit, Ling Chuxi even cursed herself, ‘Either way, my life is tough anyway, and I won’t die so easily. I’ll just say all these things to put a little pressure on the spirit first.’
“You also said that as a sword spirit, things are not easy on you too. It must have been so hard for you to have awakened and encountered me. You must have gone through such great troubles…”
At the moment, the Cang Yuan sword spirit just wanted to slap Ling Chuxi to death. This little brat really lacked a good beating!
Ling Chuxi continued to talk her heart out and after speaking quite a long while, she had yet to receive the slightest reply.
“Hello? Sword Spirit? Did you hear all that? Aren’t the things I said very logical?” Ling Chuxi asked.
There was still no reply.
‘It couldn’t be, right? He really fell asleep after saying he would fall asleep without even making a sound, causing me to waste half a day’s worth of saliva? What kind of sword spirit was this? Ancient Killing Sword? Sword spirit gathered by the peerless mind of legendary cultivation expert? Ha! It was only capable of resolving some stupid suppression and becoming tired to such an extent because of it…’ Ling Chuxi could not help but grumble in her heart.
In the depths of her mind, the sword spirit who still had the last thread of its consciousness directly fell unconscious out of anger. Some stupid suppression? It was a suppression set up by the joint efforts of various topnotch cultivators from all the great sects and the demon emperor himself. Did she really think it was so easy to break it?
The sword spirit was lucky that it was merely a spiritual consciousness, otherwise it would have been so frustrated that it would have vomited three liters of blood.
After mumbling these few sentences to herself in her heart, Ling Chuxi put her divine consciousness aside. Actually, she knew it was a sure thing for Cang Yuan to be dog tired. The terrifying strength of the barrier was one that she herself had already experienced. It was another reason why she wanted to raise her cultivation quicker. She knew the severity of the matter a hand, and if she had known that the sword spirit would be even more greatly injured by helping her raise her cultivation at this moment, she also would not have encouraged it. It was just that the sword spirit had not mentioned it, thus Ling Chuxi didn’t think it would be a great problem. It was a pity that the Cang Yuan sword spirit was too tired and had just fallen asleep just like that.