The spirit sword Bearing the Heavens

In early spring, rain often falls from the sky.

Standing in front of the house and looking into the distance, you can still see faint lines of rain in the distance.

Before long, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun slowly peeked out.

The bright sunshine suddenly filled the area.

"Come to think of it, it seems like it's been a long time since I've been back to Earth."

Fang Zelin looked at the sun in the sky and thought about it; it seemed to be true.

However, after a moment's thought, Fang Zelin shook his head.

Although it's been a long time since I've been back, I don't have any relatives on Earth, and I only know Jiuchuan.

I'll go back when I have time later. Right now, I need to focus on cultivating immortality in the game, so I really don't have time to go back.

"Gentlemen!"

Just as Fang Zelin paused to watch the dark clouds slowly receding in the distance, Zhang Weichu walked over with a smile on his face, holding an umbrella.

The parasol sheltered him from the sun.

"Taking a day off?"

Fang Zelin immediately beamed with a smile upon seeing Zhang Weichu.

"Yes, that's why I came to catch up with you, sir!"

Zhang Weichu arrived and, without any ceremony, plopped down on the ground.

"We don't have any good tea to offer you, so we won't pour you any."

It's not that there's no good tea, it's that there's absolutely no tea leaves.

Zhang Weichu didn't seem to mind, waving his hand and saying, "Oh, no need for tea. I'm just here to catch up."

"Sir, it has been half a year since you last left. You have traveled all over the country for so long. Have you gained anything?"

It's said that wise people like to travel around, which is similar to Fang Zelin's previous behavior, hence Zhang Weichu's question.

"Indeed, I have gained something. My cultivation has improved somewhat, and I also acquired a precious sword."

As he spoke, Fang Zelin called out to the sword in the distance.

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's call, the sword hummed and flew towards them.

It hovered half a foot in the air, and when it flew up to Zhang Weichu, it seemed to be sizing him up.

"Oh, it has become quite spiritually advanced; it should be called a spirit sword now."

Seeing the sword in this state, Fang Zelin added a sentence.

When it was first forged, it was just a sword, but now that its spirituality has increased considerably, it can indeed be considered a spiritual sword.

"Spirit Sword?"

Zhang Weichu stared wide-eyed at the spirit sword beside him, "A spirit sword possesses a spirit; it truly deserves to be called a spirit sword."

Zhang Weichu was somewhat shocked at this moment. He was a Yin official, and ordinary people could not see him.

But this spirit sword could clearly see his appearance at this moment, which was truly surprising.

Looking at the spirit sword again, hovering more than half a foot above the ground, it further emphasized its extraordinary nature.

"Yes, it still hasn't been named."

Fang Zelin spoke, he looked at the spirit sword beside him and thought to himself that it was indeed time to give it a name.

"Then let's choose one!"

Zhang Weichu smiled upon hearing this. He happened to be there as well and was curious to see what name Fang Zelin would give this spirit sword.

Seeing how extraordinary this spirit sword was, he figured that given the opportunity, it would surely shine brightly in the future.

"Tell me, what name do you want?"

Naming this spirit sword is a very serious matter, and we hadn't decided on a name yet.

Now, we still need to ask the spirit sword what it means.

The spirit sword hummed and spun, twirling left and right for a moment before conveying a message.

It's because Fang Zelin is its father, so it listens to Fang Zelin.

Upon realizing what the other party meant, Fang Zelin immediately smiled.

After thinking for a moment, he looked up again and said, "You were born of divine grace; without divine assistance, you wouldn't have been born."

"In that case, how about I name you Bearing the Heavens?"

Upon hearing this, the spirit sword hummed and tilted slightly, as if considering whether the name was suitable.

A moment later, a slight change suddenly began to appear on the sword.

Spiritual Power circulated within the sword, and a wisp of blue-purple lightning began to flow from it.

The characters "Bearing the Heavens" were quickly formed.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Weichu clapped his hands and laughed, "Bearing the Heavens, that's an excellent name!"

"Perhaps we'll hear of the legendary Bearing the Heavens Sword again in the future!"

From his perspective, the spirituality of this sword truly opened his eyes.

Seeing that the spirit sword accepted, Fang Zelin breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy is usually quite picky; he just mentioned Bearing the Heavens and explained the origin of his name.

If Fang Zelin hadn't explained its origins to the other party in detail before, given its dissatisfaction with the previous lightning strike, it would have been a different story.

Fang Zelin guessed that the other party probably wouldn't agree to the name.

With the groundwork laid beforehand, choosing this name now seems like a natural progression.

"That's still necessary."

"Stop! Leave the secret manual and I'll spare your life!"

Before Fang Zelin could finish speaking, a loud shout came from afar.

Then, two groups of people could be heard shouting and cursing at each other in the distance.

Fang Zelin looked in the direction of the sound, and Zhang Weichu, who was standing next to him, also stood up with his umbrella. When he saw that the people opposite him were not citizens of the Great Jin Dynasty, but foreigners, he was slightly taken aback and then shook his head.

"I thought that even if I took leave, I would still need to take some people back with me, but it seems that's no longer necessary."

People from foreign lands do not have souls after they die.

This is what his superior said after he clocked in on his first day in the Underworld Bureau.

The fleeing men and horses were quickly overtaken by those behind them after several horses were shot down.

The fleeing men were immediately surrounded.

Fang Zelin found it rather strange that this was happening on the banks of the Yongding River.

I took a few steps forward and stood by the river, looking into the distance.

Bearing the Heavens flew over at that moment, sticking close to Fang Zelin's back, his sword tilting slightly as if peeking out a head to carefully observe.

At this moment, the situation ahead suddenly became somewhat tense.

"You're dreaming if you want the secret manual!"

Upon seeing this, one of the men trapped in the crowd roared angrily, pulled out his secret manual, threw it into the air, and then tried to smash it with a knife.

However, those surrounding them could not tolerate such a thing happening, and they immediately drew their swords to stop it.

The next moment, however, the surrounded people flashed their Sword-Ray and charged towards the mounts of the others.

Caught completely off guard, the perfectly healthy horse was instantly strangled to death.

Then, the group charged out together, rushed to the Yongding River, and plunged into the water with a splash, disappearing from sight.

This scene unfolded so quickly that it was almost overwhelming to watch.

When they turned around, the people who had been surrounded had disappeared.

Upon seeing this, the group of people who were surrounding and killing the enemy quickly picked up the secret manual that the enemy had just thrown out and took a look. After carefully reading it, their expressions immediately darkened.

Although he had somewhat anticipated it, he still couldn't help but feel a surge of anger after confirming that the manual in his hand was not the one he wanted.