Chapter 623: The Way of the Heart Sword, Myriad Swords Are My Way

Inside the cellar.

Elder Xinran was overcome with excitement, eyes fixed on the outside.

"It's him, he's come."

Ming Jianzi stopped attacking the chain, discovering he could not cut it; instead, he was shaken injured by the chain's formation lines.

The means set up by the master are not something he can solve.

His sword way is not strong enough to cut the chain and save Elder Xinran.

"Master-uncle, disciple is incapable, cannot save you."

Ming Jianzi lowered his head, feeling guilty for his inadequacy; after great difficulty finding an opportunity, he rescued his master-uncle.

Having returned from adventure to the Spirit Sword Sect, he received help from his junior fellow disciples and many elders; he knew, they all knew.

But he failed to accomplish his task, feeling deeply guilty and self-reproachful.

"Ming Jianzi, nephew-disciple, it's not important, this isn't your fault."

"The formation lines unknown to the senior brother; inside the Spirit Sword Sect, aside from the master-uncle, no one can solve them."

"You can't open it; it's not your fault, don't blame yourself, don't feel guilty—you came to rescue the master-uncle, and the master-uncle is already happy."

Elder Xinran comforted Ming Jianzi: this nephew-disciple is quite good, repays kindness, a fine disciple of the senior brother.

It was not in vain that she imparted so much sword way to him; Ming Jianzi spent most of his time training with her; formerly, Elder Xinran raised him personally; one could say, although the senior brother is his master, in fact Elder Xinran is his true master.

Everything was transmitted by Elder Xinran, so Ming Jianzi already regards Elder Xinran as his master, not Lingjian Zhenren.

For this disciple, Elder Xinran greatly admires him; mainly, his heart is very kind.

This has remained unchanged; this point is especially rare.

Only after encountering disaster can you see who are truly your own people.

"Thud-thud."

Footsteps sounded; Ming Jianzi's body shuddered, his whole person shaking.

His complexion turned pale, with a feeling of wanting to flee this place.

Elder Xinran comforted, saying, "Ming Jianzi, no need to worry, it's not your master returning."

"It's him who has come."

Ming Jianzi looked toward the dark passage, seeing no figure and sensing no aura; if not for the footsteps, he might have thought he misheard.

In this place, besides him, only the master can enter; others?

"Master-uncle, are you certain?"

"Can he really enter this place silently?"

Ming Jianzi somewhat disbelieves, after all, this place is not accessible to just anyone, nor can just anyone find it.

Chen Chuyang is very formidable; being able to enter the Spirit Sword Sect is already no small feat.

Chen Chuyang is not him; the people of the Spirit Sword Sect would never allow him to come over.

The elders, as well as those senior brothers, could not allow him to enter Dadian.

Outsiders are outsiders; he is he; they are different.

"Others might not manage, but him—no need to doubt."

"Look, he has arrived."

A figure gradually became clear.

Ming Jianzi looked over and saw a familiar figure, a familiar aura.

When Chen Chuyang appeared before his eyes, Ming Jianzi's pupils contracted; at that moment, he was shaken.

"Chen Chuyang, is it really you?"

Chen Chuyang smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's me."

"Tsk tsk, how miserable, Elder Xinran; it seems you have suffered greatly."

Elder Xinran gave a bitter smile and said frankly, "These hardships are nothing."

"You came to rescue me; I am deeply grateful."

In person giving thanks, Elder Xinran gave Chen Chuyang a bitter smile; seeing their own disheveled state observed by him, they truly felt… distressed.

But she would not let Chen Chuyang leave.

She still needs him.

"These chains may cause you trouble."

Chen Chuyang lowered his gaze, reached out to touch, and the formation lines on it trembled.

Then Chen Chuyang set down the chain.

"The quality is not bad, the formation is not bad either; to bind you, the True Person of the Spirit Sword has truly gone to great expense."

These chains are not simple; if measured, they are harder than a top-grade spiritual artifact and more difficult to break.

In terms of hardness, even a top-grade spiritual artifact cannot be cut through.

The material itself is hard, and with the effect of those formation lines, it is even more terrifying.

Taking another look at Ming Jianzi, seeing the blood at the corner of his mouth, Chen Chuyang immediately understood what had happened.

"Not feeling well?"

Ming Jianzi spread his hands helplessly: "Chen Chuyang, be careful; these chains are very strange."

"I can see it; your sword way is not up to the task—it can't even cut this."

"……"

Ming Jianzi's expression stiffened; he wanted to retort a couple of times, but ended up mocking lightly and then fell silent.

Others, he might possibly retort and question them, but only toward Chen Chuyang does he dare not.

Sorry to trouble you.

Chen Chuyang really appreciated Ming Jianzi's attitude; truly, everything about him was quite good.

His disposition was also fine; he hadn't suffered any setback.

Even after being mocked by himself, he could still steady his mind.

Nodding in satisfaction, he reached out, and Technique condensed.

A sword quickly condensed; Heart Sword Dao, all things are swords.

As soon as that sword appeared, Ming Jianzi stared blankly, then his face changed dramatically.

Heart Sword Dao?

Martial Uncle's Heart Sword Dao?

Ming Jianzi lifted his head, staring at Chen Chuyang: 'You actually cultivated Heart Sword Dao?'

Martial Uncle Xinran's Heart Sword Dao is the most unique sword dao of the Spirit Sword Sect; aside from the Martial Uncle, no one can cultivate it successfully.

I thought this sword dao had been lost, a problematic sword dao.

But Chen Chuyang before us has learned it, and can freely control it.

This shows a problem: the Heart Sword Dao itself is fine; they lack the talent to grasp its core.

Exactly, it's simple—just need hands. Do you want to learn? I can teach you.

"???" Ming Jianzi stared dumbly at Chen Chuyang.

The most difficult sword dao, in his mouth, became 'just need hands.'

Isn't this just... showing off?

Are you alright?

'Fine.' Chen Chuyang laughed: 'Watch closely, Heart Sword Dao is even more formidable than you imagine.'

The sword blade fell lightly.

As if no force was used, the sword blade condensed from Technique sliced through the chains.

The hard chains, together with the formation patterns, split apart.

They split into two halves.

There was not the slightest obstruction.

As easy as cutting tofu, the same attack that wounded me, Chen Chuyang sliced through effortlessly.

This comparison makes the gap obvious.

So simple?

Ming Jianzi found it hard to believe; if he hadn't personally tested the terror of these chains, he...

It's really simple; do you want to give it a try?

Ming Jianzi shook his head; he wouldn't try again.

Next, Chen Chuyang continued swinging the sword blade; all the chains broke apart.

Xinran Zhanglao regained his freedom, stood up, swayed his body, his pale body gradually recovering.

Chen Chuyang handed over a pill; Xinran Zhanglao took it without hesitation and swallowed it.

Dragon Blood Pill, its effect is strong, the best pill for replenishing qi and blood.

The effect is somewhat potent, very suitable for Xinran Zhanglao at this moment.

This qi and blood?

Xinran Zhanglao immediately sat down, beginning to absorb the qi and blood bursting from the pill.

In an instant, his body was enveloped by a vast amount of qi and blood.

Ming Jianzi was blasted backward, staring at the qi and blood before him, he exclaimed in shock: 'What pill is this? So terrifying.'

This effect is too frightening.