Innate Sword Embryo

At this moment, Lu Xun had cursed the Damn Game countless times in his heart.

Wasn't it supposed to be one-click leveling? Why did it have to torture people too?

At first, he felt warm, moist, comfortable, and fulfilled.

But later on, he felt like his body was about to explode!

There was no room left!

Fortunately, when he reached a certain critical point, the Little Sword within his Sword Heart finally condensed successfully.

As Lu Xun sensed the Little Sword within his body, he felt somewhat disappointed.

After all, he used to wield a big stick. He could have accepted a gorgeous longsword, but what the hell was this thin, short little light sword in his Sword Heart that looked like a needle?

Sure enough, with enough effort, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, Lu Xun thought.

So... the Sword Nurturing Art is about nurturing a Little Sword within the Sword Heart? Interesting. Lu Xun still had no idea that he had taken a narrow path.

Although his Experience Points had dropped from over ten thousand to 650, he felt no regret whatsoever.

An Orange-Grade Skill! A supreme technique of the Tian Chen Continent!

Although he still did not know what made the Sword Nurturing Art so powerful, it was definitely insanely awesome.

He would ask the little loli and Second Senior Sister about it later, so he could adapt to the Little Sword in his body as soon as possible.

After letting out a long breath, Lu Xun's tense body gradually relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Novels usually described a sharp, sword-like gleam flashing through someone's eyes, but he had none of that.

Other than being excessively handsome, he looked perfectly ordinary, seemingly no different from before.

Mao Nanbei hurried over to Lu Xun, ran her little hands all over him, then asked anxiously and concernedly, "Little Martial Brother, do you feel like anything is wrong with your body?"

She was truly terrified. The teacher had not even returned to the sect yet, and she had ruined Little Martial Brother through her own carelessness. That would have been a terrible sin!

Besides, Little Martial Brother made such delicious food. I can't lose him!

Meeting Mao Nanbei's gaze, Lu Xun shook his head and said, "No. Is there a problem, Fourth Senior Sister?"

"That's good, that's good! You really are blessed and lucky!" She let out a long breath and patted Lu Xun on the shoulder.

After saying that, she added with lingering fear, "Little Martial Brother, you recklessly cultivated just now. You probably failed, right? It's already fortunate that you didn't suffer backlash!"

"I'm telling you, the Sword Nurturing Art is a top-tier technique. You need to comprehend it slowly. Before you fully understand it, never practice it, or something terrible will happen!"

She also pointed at the two Golden Bells on her wrist and said, "And look, you don't even have a Natal Treasure like this. Even if you practiced it, you wouldn't get any results."

Lu Xun had listened attentively at first, but the more he heard, the more something felt wrong.

A Natal Treasure?

Did that mean he needed a suitable sword too?

His thoughts became a mess. After gathering his words, he said, "Fourth Senior Sister, I think I succeeded in cultivating just now, but after hearing you say all that... it seems like I failed again."

Damn it, were those ten thousand-plus Experience Points spent for nothing?

But the system had clearly marked it as upgradable!

Damn system! Was force-leveling really acceptable?

Mao Nanbei was obviously unreliable through and through, so she grabbed Lu Xun and rushed toward the Small Bamboo Forest.

Within the Bamboo Forest, Second Senior Sister sat atop a massive boulder. As she listened to Mao Nanbei and Lu Xun's account, her expression grew solemn once again.

Both she and Mao Nanbei found it somewhat unbelievable.

Second Senior Sister also cultivated the Sword Nurturing Art, while Mao Nanbei used a saber, so what she cultivated was the Saber Nurturing Art.

The two of them knew very well that this technique was neither easy to begin nor easy to comprehend.

Lu Xun had indeed cultivated the Sword Nurturing Art. That was beyond doubt. It was just that... he really seemed to have gone down the wrong path!

Now they needed to see just how far off course he had gone, and whether there was still a chance to straighten him out.

With a light flick of Second Senior Sister's wide Daoist Robe sleeve, Lu Xun was lifted by a current of air and floated cross-legged before her.

Previously, he had mostly seen Second Senior Sister from behind, and only occasionally caught part of her profile. This was his first time facing her at such close range.

How should he put it? Second Senior Sister's face matched the impression she gave as a whole—thin and refined.

It was not the kind of thinness that looked unattractive. On the contrary, Second Senior Sister had a unique air about her, somewhat like a cold plum blossom amid winter snow.

Her brows were very slender, her lips slightly thin, and her face narrow, as though everything had reached its limit. If her brows were any finer, her lips any thinner, or her face any slimmer, she would no longer be beautiful. Yet at this moment, it was all just right.

Still, Lu Xun thought Second Senior Sister was too thin. If her cheeks were just the slightest bit fuller, she would probably look even better.

Her temperament and appearance alone gave people a sense of distance, for she radiated a trace of cold aloofness from within. Yet Lu Xun could see the faint concern in her eyes.

She also noticed Lu Xun examining her and stammered, "C-close... close your eyes. C-calm... calm your mind!"

Second Senior Sister seemed slightly annoyed.

Lu Xun obediently closed his eyes and calmed his thoughts.

Second Senior Sister's Divine Sense began probing for changes within him, but Lu Xun's body showed no abnormalities.

The Sword Heart was located near the sea of qi, the most mysterious place in a cultivator's body. Even highly accomplished cultivators could not casually inspect another person's sea of qi, so the Sword Heart was shielded by it and difficult to detect with Divine Sense.

Since neither his body nor his cultivation had suffered any problems, they had to see what changes had occurred in Lu Xun's Sword Heart.

As her Divine Sense could not investigate it, Second Senior Sister removed her sword—the Wooden Hairpin tucked into her hair!

With a gesture of her right hand, the Wooden Hairpin flew between her and Lu Xun, transforming into a Wooden Sword.

As the Wooden Hairpin left her hair, Second Senior Sister's coiled long hair cascaded down and drifted in the wind, lending a hint of softness to her cold, aloof face.

Unfortunately, Lu Xun had his eyes closed, so he could not see it.

Her fair, slender fingers formed a sword seal, and the Wooden Sword let out a soft Sword Cry.

It was clear that this Wooden Sword already possessed considerable spirituality.

At that very moment, the Little Sword within Lu Xun's Sword Heart trembled as well, as though it had been provoked!

Hiding a sword within the heart? Second Senior Sister thought.

She could almost be certain that Lu Xun had indeed successfully cultivated the Sword Nurturing Art. He had actually entered its gates.

It was only because he did not yet have a Natal Sword that a deviation had occurred.

But logically speaking... this should not have happened.

How could the human body be used to nurture a sword?

Unless... Little Martial Brother truly possessed that legendary constitution!

Previously, after he had merely glanced at the half-strand of sword qi within Reception Peak, he had condensed a Sword Heart. Both Shen Yan and Second Senior Sister had suspected that possibility.

And now, hiding a sword within his heart and nurturing it with his own body was practically conclusive proof!

Second Senior Sister could not help blurting out, "An... Innate Sword Embryo!"