The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 270 - 237: Xu Ziqing’s Nemesis

"Defying heaven to alter fate?" Qin Xuexiao’s face changed slightly upon hearing these four words.

When others say these words, he isn’t particularly shocked.

Because nowadays, whenever someone encounters a bit of inherited chance, they exaggerate, claiming it to be a defiance of heaven.

But as the Crown Prince, he scoffs at this. Everything others strive so hard to obtain he considers nothing more than mere luck, just like that!

The world is sometimes like this.

Your sweat and blood, how can they compare to my innate luck?

But Ming Xuanji is different.

The way he says ’defy heaven to alter fate’ it truly means going against the heavens and changing destiny!

It might even be more exaggerated than we could imagine!

"What on earth happened to Huo Dingyi?" Qin Xuexiao was puzzled.

Perhaps this is the reason he betrayed the organization and the Moon Country?

He immediately looked at Ming Xuanji, inquiring, "Old State Preceptor, have you divined something?"

Ming Xuanji shook his head, looking at him with hollow eyes and said, "I can’t divine a single thing."

This is the most deadly and terrifying part!

"This variable, even the Dao Ancestor from a thousand years ago couldn’t predict." Ming Xuanji continued.

Whether he was defending himself or emphasizing the severity of the problem was unclear.

"I attempted to restore order, only to suffer a backlash."

"Huo Dingyi’s birth characters encountered a problem."

"Someone has tampered with his destiny."

"Furthermore, the method was extraordinarily skillful, surpassing my own."

"Even...surpassing the Dao Ancestor?"

On this point, he was not very certain.

Even though he was a person of the Moon Country, he had immense respect and recognition for the power and vast divine abilities of the Dao Ancestor.

Logically, there should not exist a being stronger than the Dao Ancestor in this world.

At least, not until now.

Ming Xuanji continued, "Xuexiao, since you are here, there is something I must inform you about, to be executed by you at the appointed time."

"Please speak, Old State Preceptor." The Heir of Prince Rui said respectfully.

"Xu Ziqing, as mentioned in Daoist Ancestor’s Proverbs, is the Sword Attendant."

"He has now acquired that sword."

"You and Zixuan need to establish good relations with him."

Qin Xuexiao, upon hearing this, felt a slight shift in his thoughts and understood, saying, "Xuexiao understands."

"At the time, I will have you present him with a grand gift, indebting him to you greatly."

Regarding Chu Huaixu’s matter, he could not ascertain it, nor could he presently restore order, so the elder decided to adopt another approach.

He chose to divine Xu Ziqing’s fate and deepen the bond between Qin Xuexiao, Lin Zixuan, and this Sword Attendant.

At the very least, this connection had to be maintained.

The things he divined, to Xu Ziqing, were not just favors but acts of grace!

This was something Chu Huaixu could not provide him.

Ming Xuanji looked at Qin Xuexiao and said, "Xu Ziqing’s entire family was exterminated, and he bears a blood sea of vengeance."

"I have already discovered the perpetrator."

"At that time, you shall tell him that his enemy is in the Spring and Autumn Mountain, named Yuchi Huaide."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xuexiao’s eyes lit up immediately.

Now that is truly a magnificent grace!

He will remember me for a lifetime!

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At Hidden Spirit Mountain, in the Daoist Sect.

Xu Ziqing sat atop the mountain peak, with the Bronze Sword hovering in the air, in a state of slumber.

Jiang Zhi observed his progress from the side.

"His comprehension of the Sword Dao is truly exceptional, about to reach the third layer of the Sword Nurturing Skill." He nodded repeatedly, feeling satisfied.

Without including the inexplicably progressing Chu Huaixu, in Jiang Zhi’s eyes, Xu Ziqing was indeed the top in comprehension among the young disciples of the Daoist Sect!

As for Chu Huaixu, either he made no progress or shocked everyone, even giving the impression that his breakthroughs were entirely dependent on his mood.

Jiang Zhi, having seen much, had never encountered such an unconventional cultivator, so he couldn’t account for him.

Of course, one of the reasons he appreciated Xu Ziqing was also because he liked those with great perseverance.

"Perhaps, it is also because he harbors hatred in his heart." This Junior Martial Uncle thought.

The enmity of annihilated clans cannot be tolerated under the same sky!

Jiang Zhi’s senior brothers and sisters died within the Origin Spirit Realm, and his hatred for the Kunlun Cave Heaven was somewhat similar, allowing him to empathize.

Recently, his mood had been relatively good.

"Fifth Senior Brother’s condition has indeed improved a lot compared to before these past few days."

Usually, Zhong Ming just mindlessly keeps making Victory Cake.

But aside from that, he also goes a little crazy every three days and wildly crazy every five.

Every once in a while, he falls into a state of madness, babbling nonsense, clutching his head in extreme pain.

But since Chu Huaixu went, with the help of the Dao Seal [Nan Liujing], he hasn’t had such episodes recently.

Jiang Zhi even had a misconception.

"Five Senior Brother’s Victory Cake doesn’t seem as awful as before these days?"

He found it amusing himself. How could the difficulty of eating the cake be a measure of Zhong Ming’s treatment progress?

Suddenly, Jiang Zhi felt:

"It’s really feeling more and more hopeful to live."

"I almost don’t want to die in a few years."

The mountain breeze blew against his white robe as he looked up at the sky.

Then, having nothing else to do, he began to roam aimlessly on the mountain.

Soon, he arrived in front of the Gentleman Stele.

Those crooked large characters were just too conspicuous.

"A gentleman uses things, is not used by things." He couldn’t help but speak slowly.

In fact, writing such words is not unusual.

In this arrogant old man’s eyes, it wasn’t surprising that that day on Hidden Spirit Mountain, Chu Huaixu bled from his seven orifices and still refused to kneel to this sword.

What was truly surprising was that he fulfilled every boastful word he wrote!

That day in the great hall, he said that he would bear all the causes and effects alone!

In the end, he perfectly resolved all the problems.

At this thought, Jiang Zhi looked towards the Bronze Sword floating in the air.

"The Sword of Salvation." He slowly uttered these four words.

In the eyes of those who knew the inside story, the Bronze Sword was considered the Sword of Salvation, a weapon left by the Dao Ancestor for future generations.

Many people placed their hopes upon it.

In truth, everyone knew very well; this sword was forged for salvation.

It is the only existence capable of severing a Primordial Spirit.

Perhaps for this very reason, this Evil Sword looks down on everyone equally, always gazing from a superior position!

And because Evil Qi is the most wicked qi between heaven and earth, the Sword Spirit of the Bronze Sword was born with endless malice, making it an Evil Sword.

At this moment, Xu Ziqing had finally succeeded in cultivating the "Sword Nurturing Skill" to the third level.

A force emerged from within him, flowing towards the Bronze Sword floating in the air.

This caused the Evil Sword to awaken temporarily once more.

In an instant, an aura spread across the mountain peak, replete with wickedness!

It still maintained its superior attitude, looking at Jiang Zhi.

"Back then, why did you want Chu Huaixu to submit to you, to become your Sword Attendant?"

"This was clearly not the Dao Ancestor’s arrangement." Jiang Zhi looked at the Bronze Sword and said.

The Bronze Sword trembled slightly, a wave of Spiritual Pressure spreading around, conveying its disdain.

This Evil Sword naturally had no desire for salvation; if conditions allowed, it would rather devour the entire Profound Yellow Realm.

But it also knew very well that people needed it, that it was indispensable.

Thus, it equally looked down on everyone.

I am clearly an Evil Sword, yet you all have to praise me as the Sword of Salvation!

Jiang Zhi calmly looked at it, feeling the power it was emitting.

Xu Ziqing was currently still in the Second Realm of cultivation, but even so, this caused another layer of restriction on the Bronze Sword to be lifted.

With two layers of restriction lifted, it was already incredibly powerful!

Every time a layer of restriction is lifted, its power grows exponentially.

So it maintained its arrogance, still displaying disdain towards Chu Huaixu, who had once defeated it.

"Now, there are over seven months until the Third Realm Grand Competition." Jiang Zhi thought.

This is because the competition will take a long time, and after it ends, the Profound Yellow Leader of the Third Realm will also need a certain amount of time to prepare. Following that, it would almost be time for the Spirit Realm to open.

The second layer of the Origin Spirit Realm will be much more dangerous than the first layer.

Because cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage have many more means and are much stronger than in the Qi Cultivation Stage.

Judging from the current progress, Xu Ziqing will definitely be able to cultivate to the Third Realm smoothly before the competition.

"The Daoist Ancestor Sword with three layers of restriction lifted..." Jiang Zhi pondered, but he really couldn’t guess how strong it would be.

Yet for some reason, he too began to change gradually.

Jiang Zhi also began to hope more that Chu Huaixu would win.

After a while, Xu Ziqing slowly opened his eyes, concluding this session of the "Sword Nurturing Skill," and the Evil Sword immediately "grumblingly" fell asleep.

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