Looking at the slightly illusory Sword-Nurturing Platform, the Sword Slave, controlled by the Sect Leader, could not help clicking his tongue in wonder...
"Interesting! Though its intelligence has been scattered, a trace of instinct actually remains. It can even create illusions on its own..."
The Sect Leader waved his hand, and the Immortal Sword Tianxiu suddenly appeared overhead!
"Boy, hold the Sword-Nurturing Platform steady. If you can let the Immortal Sword seize its place, you'll have earned great merit!"
Hearing this, Lü Bufan silently recited an incantation Luo Wuya had taught him, steadying the Sword-Nurturing Platform as it stirred, intent on fleeing.
Like a mischievous little child, the Immortal Sword Tianxiu descended bit by bit, its tip pointing straight at the very center of the Sword-Nurturing Platform.
The Sword-Nurturing Platform emanated a will of rejection, then released wisps of hazy radiance to resist the Immortal Sword's descent.
A long time passed, but the Immortal Sword Tianxiu still could not break through that final membrane of light, until traces of a savage aura began seeping from it.
Sect Leader Duchen sighed and put away the Immortal Sword. "Forget it, forget it... We'll slowly wear down its will! You're both Immortal Artifacts. Why quibble over every little thing? Ah... Boy, forcibly separating the Sword-Nurturing Platform isn't impossible, but that demon Luo Wuya seems to have tampered with it. Once I do that, the Sword-Nurturing Platform will inevitably suffer damage, or even collapse..."
"What would you like me to do, Sect Leader?"
"Clever... From now on, stay here in Sword Abyss Valley! You can keep the Sword Slave company... He's a pitiful child, too. Perhaps once you reach the Sixth Realm, you'll be able to separate the Sword-Nurturing Platform perfectly. Are you willing to hand over the formula for refining it?"
Lü Bufan