Chu Huai Xu's Spirit Fetus

Chu Huai Xu had a very long dream.

But after waking up, he could not remember anything.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was an extraordinarily beautiful face.

Han Shuangjiang, without her veil, sat beside his bed. She held a face cloth and had just finished wiping the sweat from his face and neck.

It was a face beautiful enough to make anyone lose focus.

Fortunately, Chu Huai Xu had fairly strong resistance in that regard.

After all, his line of work was essentially part of the service industry.

After doing it for a long time, one could develop a slight "dislike of women."

Interestingly, because of her upbringing and life experiences, the stunning beauty before him also had a slight "dislike of men."

It was not difficult to understand.

The icy woman lowered her eyes to look at Chu Huai Xu and said, "The Sixth Elder asked me to look after you."

However, Chu Huai Xu's reply was, "It smells nice."

That somewhat flippant response made her gaze tighten.

"I wasn't talking about you!" The man with the Fox Face frowned and glanced at her.

He sat up in bed and searched his room for the source of the fragrance.

Soon, he saw a stick of incense stuck in the table, almost burned down.

Chu Huai Xu turned to Han Shuangjiang, his face questioning.

"It's Calming Incense. The Sixth Elder left it behind." Her expression visibly turned colder, and she stood up directly.

She left the Bamboo House and returned to her own room.

Chu Huai Xu was left sitting on the bed, rubbing his temples.

When playing Borrowed Sword, players only needed to choose to level up for their own cultivation realm to improve.

He had retained this Golden finger, but the overall experience was not pleasant.

"Players can adjust their Pain Index. I can't do that now," he thought.

Of course, Chu Huai Xu knew very well that the reason it hurt so much was entirely due to the Cultivation Method itself.

When a player leveled up, it was essentially the same as skipping the step-by-step cultivation process.

Or rather, all those processes were completed in an instant, and the results were then fed back into the player's body.

"So I circulated the Sword Refining Art several times in an instant, which is why it hurt this much?" Chu Huai Xu wondered.

He guessed that even if this Cultivation Method were practiced normally without cheats, it probably would not be comfortable.

"It hurts this badly, and you still dare call yourself the Sword Refining Art? You should be called 'menstrual cramps' instead," he grumbled inwardly.

And so, the question arose.

"How did it get a Match Rate of 93% with me!"

He certainly did not think of himself as a "McDonald's."

Although there was a classic saying in his line of work: the flower language of a steel-wool ball was endurance and wealth.

That had nothing to do with him.

He really had no such fetish, and he even felt resistant toward steel-wool balls, those rich women's pleasure balls.

Nor would he hint at anything to his customers on his companion-service profile by putting "McDonald's" or "Starbucks" in his introduction.

There was even a chain of contempt within their industry: people who played with letters were ultimately niche companions and would never amount to much!

Therefore, Chu Huai Xu felt that the system owed him an explanation.

After getting out of bed, he felt his body over.

"Did I... really become much stronger?"

"Was it because I added one point to Physique earlier? Is that why the increase in this area is so great?"

"It should not be the only reason." His gaze fell on the Jade slip and Booklet on the table.

After sitting down, Chu Huai Xu picked up the Booklet and opened the first and second pages again.

"Don't Cultivate!"

"Listen to Advice!"

He understood now. These two "seniors" had probably suffered terribly, so they had left behind two negative reviews to warn those who came after them. They had truly gone to great lengths.

Chu Huai Xu felt that he also ought to write something for future readers.

He picked up the brush and seriously wrote bold, sweeping characters on the Third Page:

"Peerless Divine Art!"

Cultivate! All of you, cultivate!

Chu Huai Xu sat in the chair, fuming, and closed the Booklet. Then he realized that he still had something important to do.

"I haven't added the Spiritual Embryo Attribute point yet."

The Spirit Fetus was also closely connected to a cultivator's innate abilities.

This thing was simply far, far too important.

A Pseudo-Spirit Fetus had no future.

He opened his Character Panel and directly added the one Spiritual Embryo Attribute point.

However, the first interface that popped up was—select Spirit Fetus type.

That was easy to understand. Every Spirit Fetus had its own characteristics.

Take the person next door with the Profound Yin Physique as an example. If Chu Huai Xu chose the Profound Yin Physique now, his Character Panel would display "Profound Yin Physique (Dust-Covered)" in the Spirit Fetus section.

Only after he raised the attribute points to ten would the three words "Dust-Covered" disappear, signifying the Spirit Fetus's Major Accomplishment!

However, when choosing a Spirit Fetus, players could only select a broad category, after which one would be randomly drawn from within it.

The Pure Yang Physique and Profound Yin Physique, for example, belonged to the Yin-Yang category.

Besides Yin-Yang, the Spirit Fetus categories included Five Elements, Thunder, Dark Night, Divine Travel, Joyful Union, and others—several dozen in total.

Each category was further divided into subtypes.

If one truly wanted to choose carefully, there were so many options that one could be dazzled.

But Chu Huai Xu had already made up his mind.

"There's no helping it. Through a twist of fate, I've already entered the Dao Sect."

"And that sword is in the Dao Sect!"

He did not even look at the other categories and directly made his choice—sword!

"Ding! You have selected the Sword Spirit Embryo. Drawing is now in progress."

"Congratulations! You have obtained the Spirit Fetus: Heart Sword."

Heart Sword?

In his memories, there was no information related to it. He had never seen a Sword Cultivator player with this kind of Spirit Fetus.

Chu Huai Xu only felt his body undergo a sudden transformation!

When he closed his eyes, he could sense a sword floating in his Sea of Consciousness.

A completely pitch-black sword!

For some reason, he always felt that it was alive, connected to his heart and mind, and possessed a spirit of its own.

However, it seemed lifeless, looking half-dead and utterly listless.

Chu Huai Xu was not surprised by this.

Because his Character Panel clearly stated: Spiritual Embryo: Heart Sword: 1. (Dust-Covered).

Below it was a line of small text introduced by the system:

"Destroy the flesh with the sword; destroy the soul with the heart."

Medicine Mountain, the Steward's Courtyard.

Niu Yuanshan sat cross-legged on his bed, restless.

By then, the east had begun to lighten, and dawn was nearly here.

Two hours earlier, Sixth Elder Li Chunsong had come knocking again to ask where the Sword Refining Art had come from.

Niu Yuanshan had answered truthfully, saying that he did not know either.

The Jade slip was indeed in his possession, but he was not responsible for cataloging these Aperture Opening Stage Cultivation Methods.

"Sixth Elder, there should be a record kept in the Scripture Pavilion." He carefully offered his suggestion.

Li Chunsong nodded, then immediately vanished and flew toward the Scripture Pavilion, leaving Steward Niu bewildered.

"Wasn't the Sword Refining Art given to the newcomer in that organization?"

"Why did the Sixth Elder suddenly come asking about it?"

"Could there be something wrong with this Aperture Opening technique?"

"Then what about this Chu Huai Xu..."

Several times, Niu Yuanshan felt the urge to head to the other man's Bamboo House overnight to check on his condition.

He managed to suppress the thought, but after a while, it rose again.

He spent the entire night struggling and imagining all sorts of things.

Steward Niu's mind was filled with Chu Huai Xu.

When he opened his eyes, it was Chu Huai Xu; when he closed them, it was still Chu Huai Xu.

"Smack—!"

A slap rang out in the courtyard, louder than the one before.

This time, Niu Yuanshan struck himself even harder than last time, swelling his own face.

"Admonition, third rule: one must not have excessive curiosity about fellow members of the same path!"

"Loyalty—!"