A long while passed.
Chen Xiaojun drew a deep breath and rose solemnly to approach Chen Cong, his steps carrying an indescribable resolve and excitement.
"Second Granduncle," he began, his voice trembling slightly, "there is something I must report to you."
Chen Cong raised his brows slightly and asked softly, "What is it?"
Chen Xiaojun slowly extended his right hand. A cold gleam flashed in his palm, and the outline of the Fish Intestine Sword gradually emerged.
The Fish Intestine Sword no longer bore its former copper-red radiance. Its blade had become plain and understated, yet more intricate, profound runes crawled across it, pulsing like an ancient magic formation.
Its blue fuller was as fine as a strand of hair. A closer look revealed the breath of life flowing within.
Chen Cong's gaze instantly sharpened. "This is... your Fish Intestine Sword? It seems to have changed considerably."
Chen Xiaojun nodded, unable to suppress the excitement in his eyes. "Yes. Its seal was released, and it evolved."
"I saw it with my own eyes. Runic chains appeared on the blade and streaked past like meteors before finally scattering into flecks of stardust. And..."
At this point, Chen Xiaojun suddenly closed his eyes, and a powerful aura instantly spread around him.
Then he slowly opened his eyes and activated his martial soul. His three soul rings-purple, purple, and black-instantly awakened, spilling light as they slowly revolved around him. Their powerful soul power fluctuations bathed the entire courtyard in dazzling colors.
Chen Cong was stunned. "These soul rings... they evolved too? This... neither of them told me."
Chen Xiaojun faltered at his words, then sighed. "When it awakened, I used a soul skill to deal a killing blow to Blood Sickle, the Soul Saint. At the time, only Xiao Yi and Xixi should