Lu Xuan had a flash of inspiration, and the Violet Lightning Sword in his hand moved of its own accord.
As sword qi crisscrossed, a hazy drizzle quietly appeared around him, like smoke, like mist, unbroken and unending.
It looked ordinary, but in truth it was countless strands of Spring Rain Sword Qi condensed together. With a single thought from Lu Xuan, it could instantly erupt with tremendous killing power.
The deep-purple blade of the Violet Lightning Sword carried the power of thunder and lightning. Amid the continuous spring rain, lightning occasionally flashed, giving it a natural, harmonious charm.
After briefly experiencing the enhancement the Spring Rain Sword Intent gave his Sword Art, Lu Xuan was just about to put away the Violet Lightning Sword when his gaze happened to fall on the Yangxuan Sword Sheath hanging at his waist.
"I wonder what effect sending Spring Rain Sword Intent into the sheath to nurture would bring..."
A sudden whim struck Lu Xuan, and localized drizzling sword qi fell, piercing into the crack of the sword sheath.
"That's it?"
Lu Xuan seemed to sense the Yangxuan Sword Sheath's thoughts. The Spring Rain Sword Qi, as fine as strands of hair, made the Yangxuan Sword Sheath, which had already turned into the shape of the Violet Lightning Sword, almost unable to feel its existence.
After pouring in enough Spring Rain Sword Qi, Lu Xuan sent his Spiritual Sense into the interior of the sword sheath.
A moist aura lingered everywhere.
He chuckled, then thrust the Violet Lightning Sword in his hand hard into the sword sheath.
It slid in without obstruction all the way.
"Very moist."
Lu Xuan gave a simple evaluation.
Deep within the sword sheath, after being moistened by enough Spring Rain Sword Intent, the Violet Lightning Sword was in