Chapter 282: Self-Castration

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Luo Zijun coughed once and hurriedly drove the Flying Sword to slash at a stone in front.

"Crack!"

The stone split into two.

Luo Zijun recalled the Flying Sword, turned around, and said, "Fairy, I get along very well with Jianjie; she is very happy."

The Moon Palace Fairy ignored him, reached out with a beckoning gesture, and the Flying Sword immediately flew over and landed in her palm.

It looked exceptionally well-behaved and obedient.

Seeing this, Luo Zijun felt a sudden sense of envy and jealousy in his heart.

It was clearly his Flying Sword...

"Clang—"

The Moon Palace Fairy flicked the sword body lightly with her finger, and a wave of sword intent immediately rippled outward.

"If there are good materials in the future, this Flying Sword can still be upgraded."

After the Moon Palace Fairy finished speaking, she returned the Flying Sword to him.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun was delighted and hurriedly asked, "What materials are needed?"

The Moon Palace Fairy turned and walked toward the tunnel. After entering the tunnel, she said indifferently, "I will tell you in the future."

Luo Zijun held the Flying Sword in his palm and asked again, "Fairy, where should I keep the Flying Sword? In the Storage Bag?"

The Moon Palace Fairy said, "For now, it can only be kept in the Storage Bag. After you have completely tamed it, you can place it anywhere in your body."

"Anywhere?"

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up, and he said, "In my mouth, in my nose, in my ears, in my sleeves, in my shoes—is all that possible?"

The Moon Palace Fairy said, "As long as she is willing, it is all possible."

Luo Zijun asked again, "Fairy, how should this Flying Sword be made larger or smaller?"

The Moon Palace Fairy seemed to recall his unreasonable words from just a moment ago, snorted coldly, and said, "I don't know."

Luo Zijun had no choice but to apologize and try to curry favor in various ways.

After walking out of the tunnel, the Moon Palace Fairy finally said, "Once you have tamed it, you will naturally know. With a movement of your Divine Sense, it can change as you wish."

Luo Zijun said, "Can it become as large as a three-foot green blade?"

The Moon Palace Fairy glanced at him and said, "The use of a Flying Sword lies in its concealment, catching the enemy off guard. Why would you want to make it so big?"

Before Luo Zijun could answer, she suddenly mocked him again, "Is it just because it's bigger that it's more charming?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

The Moon Palace Fairy ignored him further and continued walking forward.

Luo Zijun explained, "It's mainly because I feel that larger things have greater power and a wider locking range."

Without waiting for the Moon Palace Fairy to speak, he muttered to himself, "However, that would sacrifice the Flying Sword's agility, speed, and concealment. It would indeed be a case of the loss outweighing the gain."

The two crossed the stone bridge and arrived at the exit.

Luo Zijun asked, "Fairy, can I continue practicing during the day?"

The Moon Palace Fairy said, "You can."

"Whoosh!"

A pillar of light appeared, and the two quickly returned to the surface.

Just as Luo Zijun wanted to ask for advice on the techniques for driving the Flying Sword, the Moon Palace Fairy's figure flashed, and she flew into the night sky and disappeared.

At this time, the distant horizon had already begun to turn white.

Luo Zijun felt no sleepiness. Returning to his room, he returned his soul to his body and immediately discovered that his internal Qi and blood were somewhat depleted, clearly caused by the blood-letting of his soul.

The human soul is initially a very faint phantom, extremely blurry.

After cultivation, it gradually begins to become solid.

Then, it begins to grow meridians, acupoints, and even internal organs, just like a physical body.

When cultivated to a profound level, aside from not being a solid entity, it is basically no different from a physical body.

Of course, this "solid" or "phantom" state is relative to the human body in the Human Realm. In the Underworld, it is just like those ghosts and demons; it can be considered a solid entity, as it can be touched and exists in reality.

Therefore, the soul also has its own body, essence, Qi, spirit, blood, bones, and internal organs, only that they cannot be seen in the Human Realm.

However, once the soul is cultivated to the Yang Spirit realm, it can ignore the rules of the two realms. It can manifest a true physical body anywhere, and it can reshape its body infinitely, becoming immortal and indestructible.

"Slash!"

Luo Zijun came to the backyard to continue practicing the Flying Sword.

Of course, before that, he had to say a few nice words: "Jianjie, oh Jianjie, I didn't expect that when my soul looked at you, you were so beautiful and moving, so majestic and imposing; now that my physical body looks at you, you are even more charming..."

With a few compliments, the Flying Sword was satisfied.

Slashing, chopping, stabbing, sweeping, and other movements—the sword followed his will, smooth as flowing water, completed in one breath.

Soon, the morning sun rose on the horizon.

Luo Zijun put away the Flying Sword and returned to his room, deciding to rest for a few hours.

The consumption of essence and blood made him somewhat exhausted.

Not long after lying on the bed, he drifted into dreamland.

When he woke up, it was already afternoon.

He got up, had a full meal, gave instructions to Xiaohuan and Ziyuan, and then returned to the backyard to continue practicing the Flying Sword.

For a time, the backyard was filled with sword shadows, and fallen leaves flew about.

At the third watch of the night.

Luo Zijun performed Soul Out-of-Body and, together with the Moon Palace Fairy, continued to go to the Diyuan, using the Yin Qi of the Diyuan to practice Soul Refining while also practicing the Flying Sword.

Two days passed in this manner.

On the third day, Luo Zijun's control and command of the Flying Sword became even more masterful and effortless.

The Flying Sword, it seemed, no longer held any resistance toward him.

At the hour of the third watch, he met the Moon Palace Fairy in the garden behind the house and impatiently asked if he could brand the Flying Sword tonight to gain complete control over it.

The Moon Palace Fairy had him command the Flying Sword and observed for a while; she did not answer immediately, saying, "Go down and try again."

Luo Zijun immediately followed her to the Diyuan.

The two passed through a tunnel and arrived at a rocky ridge where a ghostly wind wailed.

The Moon Palace Fairy again told him to try commanding the Flying Sword.

"Rise!"

Luo Zijun gave a light shout, and the Flying Sword immediately flew out from his sleeve, soaring into mid-air.

"Pierce!"

The Flying Sword shot downward, piercing through a rock on the ground.

"Slash!"

A cold glint flashed, and the rock split in two.

"Come!"

The Flying Sword suddenly vanished from where it was and instantly appeared in Luo Zijun's palm.

The Moon Palace Fairy nodded slightly: "That will do."

Luo Zijun was overjoyed; he hurriedly took out a small knife, pricked his finger, squeezed out a drop of fresh blood, and carefully dripped it onto the pattern at the tail of the Flying Sword.

"Swish!"

The fresh blood vanished quickly, and that pattern, which resembled a flame, suddenly lit up with a scarlet glow.

The Flying Sword began to vibrate, emitting a humming sound.

But soon, it returned to calm.

At this moment, Luo Zijun's Divine Sense could clearly feel that his bloodline connection with the Flying Sword had deepened a step further.

"Whoosh—"

He did not speak; with a movement of his Divine Sense, the Flying Sword shot out, instantly cleaving a massive rock ahead into two halves.

Its speed and power seemed to have been greatly enhanced!

Luo Zijun said happily: "Fairy, I succeeded! I feel that my control over it now is as natural as moving my own arm, as if it were my own body."

The Moon Palace Fairy looked at him and said: "This is all my credit."

Luo Zijun hurriedly said: "Yes, it is all the Fairy's credit. If not for the Fairy, I wouldn't even have a Flying Sword, let alone be able to command it like this."

The Moon Palace Fairy said indifferently: "How do you intend to repay me?"

Luo Zijun solemnly cupped his hands: "If the Fairy has any commands, even if it means going through fire and water, I, Luo Zijun, will never frown even once."

"Really?"

The Moon Palace Fairy raised an eyebrow.

Luo Zijun felt his heart jump for no reason and immediately added a sentence: "As long as it does not go against morality, and is not killing or harming people..."

"I order you to self-castrate."

The Moon Palace Fairy said suddenly.

Luo Zijun was stunned: "Ah???"

The Moon Palace Fairy said coldly: "Your talent is excellent, but you cannot control your lower body. I hope you can self-castrate and become a eunuch; that way, you can focus on cultivation in the future, join me in slaying demons and eliminating devils, and uphold justice. For the sake of the world's righteousness, and to repay me, are you willing?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

"What, are those filthy desires more important than the righteousness of the world, more important than repaying a debt of gratitude?"

The Moon Palace Fairy said in a mocking tone.

Luo Zijun explained: "Fairy, you do not know, but the cultivation technique for my physical body is extremely rigid and yang, with vigorous Qi and blood. If I were to self-castrate and become a eunuch, I would collapse and never make progress again. Moreover, heaven and earth have their divisions, men and women have their differences, and yin and yang complement each other. I am a man by nature; such is the will of heaven, so how can I forcibly change it? The physical body is yang, the Divine Sense is yin; only when one yin and one yang are in harmony does it conform to the will of heaven, and only then can one advance further."

"Sophistry!"

The Moon Palace Fairy gave a cold snort.

Luo Zijun said: "Fairy, my current achievements came about exactly this way. If you force me to become a eunuch, I would be speaking to you with orchid-fingers, swaying my waist and hips while fighting side-by-side with you, squatting to urinate, and perhaps even unable to resist applying rouge and wearing red and green. When the time comes, wouldn't you be disgusted? Wouldn't the enemies laugh?"

Upon hearing this, the Moon Palace Fairy stared at him for a while and said: "As for what you just said, I am actually looking forward to it a little."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Go hunting first."

The Moon Palace Fairy said this and prepared to leave, but she suddenly stopped again, turned her head to look at him, and said: "Who said that when a woman speaks to someone, she must use orchid-fingers? And who said that when a woman fights, she must sway her waist and hips? Also, you usually... when you urinate, don't you squat?"

Luo Zijun looked at her with a strange expression: "Fairy, I naturally stand when I urinate; men all stand to urinate. Does the Fairy not even know this?"

The Moon Palace Fairy was slightly startled, glanced silently at his lower half, said nothing more, turned around, and walked away quickly.

"She doesn't even know this? Or is she pretending to be innocent?"

Luo Zijun was speechless, secretly grumbling in his heart.

"Swish!"

The Flying Sword returned to his sleeve.

He did not waste any more time and headed once again toward the swamp from that night.

That night, his Divine Sense was almost torn to shreds by two magic crocodiles, and he had spent three days lying at home to recover. Now that he had the Flying Sword, his strength had greatly increased, so naturally, he had to take revenge and wash away the shame!

He hoped those two magic crocodiles from that night were still there.

The Fairy said that the swamp concealed hundreds of magic crocodiles; if he could slay them one by one, perhaps he could immediately charge toward the Fen Shen Realm.

It just so happened that he could also take this opportunity for actual combat to hone his Flying Sword techniques.

Keeping his eyes on all six directions and his ears open to all eight sides as he moved forward, he did not encounter any other demonic creatures or evil ghosts, and soon arrived at that swampy land shrouded in black mist.

At this moment, his perception became even more acute.

(End of chapter)