Chapter 578

Meng Zhangqing's face showed satisfaction.

Only two True Meaning Enhancement Cards remained; he estimated they would hardly be used.

True Meaning fusion has four as its limit; further comprehension would be useless.

"Next, continue fusing."

Meng Zhangqing felt busier than ever before, with so many attributes he couldn't fuse them all at once.

About two hours later.

It finally ended.

Among them were techniques and talents; though they held no obvious benefit for him now.

Anyway, he treated it as collection.

Perhaps they might be useful later.

For instance, the Jingangtian Sect's "Jin Gang Dharani" and the East Sea's "Heavenly Sovereign Demon Classic" and so on; these were the supreme ancestral techniques of their respective powers, of the highest tier.

They would never be shared outside.

Yet now, he had learned them all.

Of course, not the complete versions.

Because those people themselves had not practiced them fully.

"As for the Heavenly King Art and the True Demon Art, they must wait until the Marquis-Sealing Realm."

Meng Zhangqing stretched his body and lay back.

Then his brows furrowed slightly.

He felt he seemed to have forgotten something.

But suddenly, he couldn't quite recall it.

Never mind.

Meng Zhangqing shook his head and prepared to rest properly.

The journey to the Barbarous Sea had indeed been taxing on mind and spirit.

Yet just then.

A gentle voice sounded beside Meng Zhangqing's ear.

"Master~"

Hmm?

Meng Zhangqing instantly woke up.

Then he looked at the Chixiao Sword placed beside him.

If he hadn't misheard, the voice just now had come from within the Chixiao Sword.

"You can speak?"

Meng Zhangqing immediately sat up, bright light appearing in his eyes.

As a renowned blade.

The Chixiao Sword held immense, immense potential.

Even now it was merely a Blood Artifact, yet it possessed the possibility of entering the Dao and becoming a Saint.

Its innate intelligence had already awakened.

It only lacked postnatal nurturing; its spiritual nature was not yet so dense, unable to speak...

"Mm-hmm~ Thank you, Master, for your Sword Intent, especially the infusion of True Domain power, so vast and mighty, that I instantly became... my lord~"

Chixiao said.

Her voice was exceedingly seductive.

Full of mature charm; though she had no form, her voice alone was enough to spark endless fantasies.

"This improper, obsessed sword."

Meng Zhangqing propped his forehead with one hand, half-amused, half-exasperated.

Giving her the ability to speak; he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad one.

"Does Master not rejoice? From now on, I can accompany you in chat and heartfelt talk~"

"Even in lonely nights, I can help you pass them~"

The Chixiao Sword unsheathed, turning into sword-light, circling before Meng Zhangqing.

At the same time, the blade softened.

Like a soft hand, able to wrap around something.

"Enough, stop talking."

Meng Zhangqing felt a bit overwhelmed, then asked, "Don't all Sword Spirits have spiritual bodies? Can't you condone yours yet?"

"Ah~ Master, you're truly impatient~"

The Chixiao Sword instantly grew shy; the blade wrapped around its own hilt, like a woman raising her hand to cover her face.

"..."

Several black lines seemed to appear on Meng Zhangqing's forehead.

"Hee-hee-hee,"

The Chixiao Sword immediately chuckled lightly, circling Meng Zhangqing freely and happily, "As long as Master uses True Domain power to nourish me daily, I believe it won't take long 0.3 before I can condense a spiritual body."

"By then, whatever Master wishes, I shall do."

"I am at your disposal."

Zing!

Meng Zhangqing seized the Chixiao Sword and shoved it straight back into its scabbard.

He was somewhat speechless.

He didn't even know where the Chixiao Sword had learned such things.

He remembered Senior Brother Mo saying the Chixiao Sword had never had a master; could it be... a genius?

Naturally knowing these things?

Or perhaps it was influenced by its creator.

Another female craftsman obsessed with swords?

Very likely!

"Divine Edge Sea, the Duan family."

Meng Zhangqing's gaze flickered slightly.

This was a top-tier ancient clan, located in the Central State, which had forged countless peerless divine weapons; the Chixiao was their masterpiece.

However, upon its emergence, it was obtained by an ancestor of the Zijiazong Sect.

Brought back to the Southern Region.

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So strictly speaking.

the Xuan Sect had actually produced quite a few powerful figures.

Not just in Xi Yingqing's generation.

Going further back, there were also powerful figures.

They just seemed to have short lives, failing to truly grow.

Equal in fame to the Divine Edge Sea was another forging clan, the Lu family of the Fallen Phoenix Valley.

They too had forged countless divine weapons, even famous blades.

As the saying goes, competitors wish for each other's death.

The conflict between these two ancient clans was said to be extremely great.

Fortunately, their territories were far apart, spanning several regions; otherwise, they would have fought long ago.

He shook his head slightly.

Meng Zhangqing did not think much of it.

He then immediately poured a wisp of True Domain power into the Chixiao Sword.

Sword spirits are also divided into several levels.

Spiritual Perception, Spiritual Speech, Spiritual Form, and Spiritual Body.

The Chixiao currently resides at the Spiritual Speech level, able to speak.