Blood Moon Sword Tomb

Azure Blue Realm, Southern Region, Sky Feather City.

Bloody moonlight, sharp as a blade, sliced across the bluestone ground of the Ye Family's training field. Sixteen-year-old Chu Mo knelt on one knee, the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth staining his half-worn green robe. Standing before him, Ye Hong used the tip of his boot to crush the Broken Sword in Chu Mo's hand—the wooden sword that had been with him for ten years.

"Not even Bone Forging Realm Triple Layer, and you think you're fit to participate in the family's autumn trial?" Ye Hong swung the gilded longsword in his hand. The inscription "Ye Clan Outer Sect" on the blade gleamed coldly under the blood moon. "Father said you were the wild child your mother died for. Looking at you now, you're worse than a stray dog."

Low sneers echoed from around the training field. Over thirty Ye Family disciples, some with arms crossed, others leaning casually, their gazes filled with disdain. Chu Mo's fingers, resting on his knees, dug deeply into his palms. In his ears, his grandfather's sigh from three days ago echoed: "Chu Mo, if you still can't break through the Bone Forging Realm in tomorrow's autumn trial, then go to the outer compound and be a handyman."

He raised his head, gazing at the blood moon in the sky. His memory was pulled back to a rainy night ten years ago. His mother, covered in blood, held him tightly in her arms. Just before she died, she pressed a half-piece of broken jade with a sword pattern into his hand: "Chu Mo, go to the Sword Tomb in the back mountain... Find the sword that belongs to you..."

"A cripple still dares to be distracted?" Ye Hong's boot suddenly ground down on Chu Mo's wrist. The crisp sound of dislocated bone made the latter groan in pain. "I heard your mother was the Ye Family's number one genius back then. How could she give birth to something like you, who can't even hold a sword steady?"

In a corner of the training field, a young woman in white clenched the handkerchief in her sleeve. Yun Che bit her lower lip, watching the blood seep from the whip-torn wounds on Chu Mo's back. Her fingernails nearly dug into her palms—three days ago, she had personally seen the Third Elder secretly mix Bone Corroding Powder into Chu Mo's body-tempering medicine.

"Enough!" Just as Yun Che was about to step forward, a dazzling blue light suddenly erupted from the center of the training field. The broken jade in Chu Mo's palm moved without wind, and the fragments of the Broken Sword suspended in mid-air actually began to absorb the blood moon's light. Countless tiny sword patterns spread across his arm like living things.

"This is..." The Second Elder, Ye Mingxuan, who was overseeing the trial, suddenly stood up, shock flashing in his eyes. He remembered clearly that ten years ago, Chu Mo's mother, Chu Muxue, had awakened the rare Azure Mist Sword Body in front of the Sword Tomb. But the aura on the young man before him was far more violent and chaotic than Chu Muxue's back then.

Crack! Ye Hong's gilded longsword suddenly developed cracks. He watched in terror as Chu Mo slowly stood up, the broken moonlight reflected in the latter's eyes, like countless sharp swords floating in his pupils.

"Bone Forging Realm... How is this possible?" Ye Hong retreated repeatedly. Just moments ago, he had clearly sensed Chu Mo's aura surge directly from Bone Forging Realm Double Layer to Bone Forging Realm Sixth Layer. That powerful sword qi even caused the mid-grade spiritual artifact in his hand to develop sentience and shrink back in fear.

Chu Mo didn't speak. He stared at the suspended broken jade in his palm, hearing countless sword cries in his ears. Memories flooded in like a tide: the skeleton that had sat cross-legged for countless years deep within the Sword Tomb, the Broken Sword held in its hand perfectly fitting the broken jade he held now. Three ancient characters were carved on the sword's body—Primordial Sword.

Buzz—

All the weapons in the entire training field suddenly lifted off the ground. The Second Elder's natal spiritual sword, Azure Frost, flew directly towards Chu Mo, letting out a mournful cry three feet away from him. Chu Mo raised his hand, and all the weapons revolved around him as if in pilgrimage. The light from their blades converged into a beam of light, shooting straight towards the blood-red moon.

"Chaos Sword Body..." Ye Mingxuan's voice trembled. This legendary divine body, which only existed in ancient texts, had actually appeared on a young man who had been deemed a "cripple." He suddenly remembered the bloody incident thirty years ago, why Chu Muxue had desperately sent the infant Chu Mo back to the Ye Family—it wasn't for the so-called bloodline, but to protect this divine body capable of overturning the Myriad Realms.

Bang!

Chu Mo suddenly knelt on one knee, the power within him raging like a flood. The broken jade and the fragments of the Broken Sword merged deep within his sea of consciousness. Scene after scene flashed by: the Chaos Sword Qi splitting the void at the beginning of primordial chaos, thousands of sword cultivators falling in the chaos, and finally, only the skeleton holding the Broken Sword remained, its body stained with seven colors of blood—clearly the blood of the seven great divine lords of the God Realm.

"Chu Mo!" Yun Che could no longer care about the rules. She rushed forward and helped the tottering young man. She smelled the chaotic aura emanating from him, which resonated with the Heaven Suppressing Bloodline that occasionally stirred within her. This feeling was like... like they were meant to be one.

"Get lost!" Chu Mo suddenly let out a low growl, a hint of scarlet flashing in his eyes. The violent nature brought by the initial awakening of the Chaos Sword Body almost devoured his reason. He could clearly feel every inch of his bones reorganizing, every drop of blood boiling, as if countless swords were shuttling through his body, completely reshaping his meridians.

"Don't be afraid, it's me..." Yun Che didn't retreat. Instead, she pressed his hand to her chest. The gentle power unique to the Heaven Suppressing Bloodline surged into Chu Mo's body, and the violent sword qi gradually calmed down. "You saved me outside the Sword Tomb ten years ago. Now it's my turn to protect you."

Chu Mo suddenly looked up, meeting the tenderness in Yun Che's eyes. The little girl who got lost in the Sword Tomb in his memory overlapped with the young woman before him. He suddenly remembered his mother's dying words: "Find the sword that belongs to you, and... protect Yun Che well."

Boom—

A loud noise came from the direction of the back mountain. The blood-red moonlight suddenly became thick like blood. Chu Mo felt the call from the broken jade, a summons from deep within the Sword Tomb. He broke free from Yun Che's hand and stumbled towards the back mountain. The wounds on his back quickly healed under the effect of the Chaos Sword Qi, and each step left faint sword marks on the bluestone ground.

"Chu Mo!" Yun Che wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by the Second Elder. Ye Mingxuan looked in the direction where the young man had disappeared, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "The back mountain's Sword Tomb hasn't opened for thirty years. Today's blood moon anomaly... I'm afraid the Southern Region is about to change."

The training field fell silent, with only the blood-red moonlight remaining. Ye Hong held the cracked longsword, staring at the still-wet bloodstains on the ground. He suddenly noticed that the bloodstains actually formed a sword pattern—exactly the pattern on the broken jade in Chu Mo's palm.

Deep in the back mountain, Chu Mo stood before moss-covered stone steps. At the end of the steps was a collapsed archway. The four large characters "Primordial Sword Domain" on it were mostly weathered, but sword qi still lingered. He took a deep breath and stepped onto the first stone step. Immediately, countless sword shadows rose from the ground, leaving dozens of bloody marks on his body.

"Does it hurt?" A沧桑 voice came from the void. "Back then, I sat here and waited for the master of the Chaos Sword Body. Remember, the Primordial Sword Art is divided into two volumes: World Destruction and World Creation. The World Destruction volume requires blood as a guide, and the World Creation volume requires emotion as a sacrifice..."

Chu Mo gritted his teeth and moved forward, each step accompanied by intense pain. When he stepped onto the ninety-ninth stone step, the entire Sword Tomb vibrated violently, and the broken sword remains in the center finally fully emerged—it was a black sword broken by two-thirds. Its body was covered with Chaos Runes, and a half-piece of broken jade was embedded in the hilt, the very piece he had worn since childhood.

Buzz—

The black sword let out a clear cry and flew into Chu Mo's palm on its own. In an instant, he felt the laws of the entire world resonating. The aura of Bone Forging Realm Ninth Layer erupted like a volcano. The ancient trees in the back mountain were even cut off at the canopy by the sword qi, revealing neat cuts.

"Chaos Sword Body, Primordial Sword Art..." Chu Mo murmured, looking down at the Chaos Runes appearing on the back of his hand, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Didn't the Ye Family say I was a cripple? In tomorrow's autumn trial, I'll let the entire Southern Region see what a true sword cultivator is!"

Under the blood-red moonlight, the young man's silhouette was stretched long. He held the Broken Sword and turned around. The bloodstains on the hem of his robe gradually evaporated in the sword qi, leaving only the sharpness in his eyes, which was even brighter than the blood moon in the sky.

And at this moment, in the Ye Family's main compound, the Third Elder, Ye Minghe, looked at the sword qi in the direction of the back mountain, and the teacup in his hand shattered with a "Pa": "Chaos Sword Body... Chu Muxue, you still left that thing to him after all..."

In the shadows, a black figure flashed past, carrying a secret letter and flying north. There were only eight words on the letter: Chaos Sword Body appears, Southern Region will be in chaos.