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Chapter 108 The Swordholder

Pei Yuwan left the Shen family in a hurry.

Wei Qiuling glanced at Shen Wen'an, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and asked, "How is Junior Brother Wen'an doing now?"

The fundamental reason why Luoxia Valley condescended to befriend the Shen family was because they valued the relationship between Shen Wen'an and the Sword Immortal Lingshan.

If anything were to happen to Shen Wen'an, the Shen family's value in the eyes of Luoxia Mountain would be greatly diminished.

Shen Yuan was aware of this as well, and bowed slightly, saying, "His body is fine, but I don't know why he has been unconscious."

Wei Qiuling nodded and comforted him with a faint smile, "Junior Brother Wen'an has great fortune and will be fine. Patriarch Shen, please don't worry too much."

"Qiu Ling has some healing pills here. I don't know if they will be helpful to Junior Brother Wen An, but it's a token of my appreciation."

As she spoke, she took out two porcelain bottles and handed them over.

"This bottle contains Spirit Nourishing Pills, which can repair damage to one's spiritual consciousness."

"This bottle contains ordinary Qi-Nourishing Pills. Patriarch Shen can use them as needed."

Shen Yuan accepted the porcelain bottle and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Fairy Wei."

After bowing in return, Wei Qiuling left the Shen family with Yu Jin.

Pei Yuwan returned seven days later, accompanied by Li Heshan and Ji Yan, an elder of Qiyun Valley.

When the three arrived at Blackwater Pool, Ji Yan couldn't help but take a few more glances at the Blackwater Pavilion in the pool.

"Elder Ji, is something wrong?"

Li Heshan glanced curiously at the Blackwater Pavilion and asked.

Ji Yan smiled faintly and shook his head, without saying anything more.

The three entered the courtyard, where Shen Yuan and Shen Wenxing greeted them at the entrance.

"Uncle Shen, this is Elder Ji Yan from my Qiyun Valley."

After Pei Yuwan's introduction, Shen Yuan and his son immediately bowed respectfully.

The elders of Qiyun Valley are all great cultivators in the late stage of the Fetal Breathing Realm.

"No need for formalities, take this old man to see the little fellow." Ji Yan was easygoing and didn't care about such formalities, so he spoke directly.

"Elder, please follow me."

Shen Yuan gestured and led the three of them to Shen Wen'an's residence.

Inside the room, Shen Wenyan was helping Shen Wen'an wipe his body.

"Anu, let Elder Ji take a look at Wen'an."

Shen Wenyan bowed and stood aside.

Ji Yan came to the bedside, reached out and stroked Shen Wen'an's forehead, and a faint divine power slowly seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness.

boom!
But before his divine sense could even get close to Shen Wen'an's sea of ​​consciousness, a terrifying and pure killing intent suddenly burst forth from Shen Wen'an's body!

Clang!
The killing intent solidified, forming a blood-red longsword in the void before him!
At the same time, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, which had been placed on the desk next to it, was also trembling violently, as if it was about to rise into the air at any moment!

Ji Yan reacted quickly, dodging and taking two steps back!
The others around were also forced back by this terrifying killing intent, staring in astonishment at Shen Wen'an on the bed.

"Elder Ji, this is..."

Li Heshan spoke in astonishment.

Ji Yan's expression was also very solemn.

"Such terrifying killing intent can only be controlled by an unparalleled master who has immersed himself in the Dao of Slaughter!"

What exactly is hidden inside this little guy?

After what seemed like a murmur to himself, Ji Yan's hand flashed with light, and he immediately took out an exquisite array plate and set it up in front of him, then tried to take two steps forward.

However, the sword of killing intent above Shen Wen'an seemed to be a sentient guardian spirit, and suddenly it unleashed a sharp sword light that slashed towards Ji Yan!
The protective array in front of Ji Yan was as fragile as paper when faced with the sword light, and it was completely shattered!
The terrifying sword light grazed past his body.

In the blink of an eye, a huge crack appeared in the chairs and furniture behind him, and even in the walls of the room!

Upon seeing such a terrifying sword strike, Ji Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead without him even realizing it.

"Elder Ji, are you alright?"

Pei Yuwan quickly asked with concern.

Ji Yan snapped out of his shock, wiped the sweat from his brow, shook his head, and smiled wryly: "The entity within Wen An is too powerful."

"I'm afraid I'm powerless to help."

Upon hearing this, the three members of the Shen family, father and sons, all turned pale.

Especially Shen Yuan.

He had a vague idea of ​​what his son had gone through.

Seize the body...

A terrifyingly powerful being possesses a body!

I had only ever seen these kinds of plots in online novels in my previous life, but I never imagined that they would actually happen to my own son in this life.

Looking at the blood-red longsword floating above Shen Wen'an's head, Shen Yuan hesitated for a moment before bowing and clasping his hands in greeting before the bed.

"Please, senior, show mercy and spare my son."

Shen Wenxing was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, and followed his father's example by coming forward and bowing.

"Please, senior, spare Wen An."

The sword of killing intent did not react to the two people's pleas.

The atmosphere in the room was very oppressive.

a long time--

Footsteps could be heard outside.

Everyone in the room turned around and saw that Lu Zhiyuan and the mute man had arrived at the door.

"Master."

Shen Wenyan stepped forward and bowed.

Lu Zhiyuan smiled slightly, and when he looked at Shen Wen'an, a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"Young Master Shen."

"Let this old man take a look, shall I?"

His mouth didn't open, but his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

This bizarre scene caught the attention of Ji Yan, Li Heshan, and the other two.

"Senior brother, this person... is very strange."

Pei Yuwan looked at Li Heshan and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

Li Heshan remained silent, looking at Ji Yan with a questioning gaze.

He could sense that Lu Zhiyuan had no spiritual energy fluctuations, but the feeling he got from the other party was very strange.

There's an indescribable, eerie quality to it.

Ji Yan scrutinized Lu Zhiyuan, his brows furrowed as he murmured, "Such pure spiritual power, what kind of cultivation system is this?"

The three people's questions remained unanswered.

Lu Zhiyuan had already arrived at the bedside. Looking at the long sword in front of him, which was raging with killing intent, a great, holy, and strong righteous aura slowly emanated from his body.

Against the backdrop of righteous spirit, Lu Zhiyuan's crippled body suddenly became sacred and towering, like an ancient sage.

Faced with this overwhelming and unyielding righteous energy, Shen Wen'an's killing intent began to dissipate little by little. After a moment, only the sword of killing intent hovering above his head remained.

On Lu Zhiyuan's side, his usually calm and composed face was now unusually solemn, and his body was trembling, as if he had reached the edge of exhaustion.

"Master, Anu will help you."

Seeing that the righteous energy was effective, Shen Wenyan took a step forward, and the same power also emanated from his body.

However, compared to Lu Zhiyuan, his sense of righteousness was significantly weaker.

The two men's righteous spirits relentlessly pressured the murderous sword, and a fierce tug-of-war ensued between them.

Inside the room, everyone held their breath, staring intently at the scene before them.

Time passed, and Shen Wenyan's face gradually showed signs of pain, while Lu Zhiyuan's face was also pale.

The two were on the verge of giving up.

"Ugh!"

A sigh suddenly escaped from Shen Wen'an's lips.

"You're wasting your energy."

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Wen'an slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked at Shen Yuan.

“I had no intention of harming him.”

"In fact, if I hadn't intervened, this little guy would have died at birth."

Shen Yuan was taken aback. Meeting the unfamiliar yet subtly oppressive gaze, he forced a bow and asked, "May I ask who you are, senior...?"

Shen Wen'an's expression was somber, as if he had been recalling something for a long time before slowly speaking: "My original name was the Swordholder..."

"But now it's just a wisp of broken sword spirit."

The Swordsman...

The people in the room looked at each other, clearly none of them had ever heard of this name.

Shen Yuan was also filled with doubts, but out of concern for his son's safety, he still cupped his hands and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said, senior?"

Shen Wen'an spoke: "I was originally a fragmented sword soul without consciousness. When I was wandering between heaven and earth, I unexpectedly encountered the birth of this little guy."

“His soul was about to dissipate, but his bloodline attracted me, so I instinctively attached myself to him.”

"His soul was reassembled using a wisp of sword spirit power."

"Of course, these memories of mine were only awakened some time ago when the little guy mastered a sword aura."

At this moment, Shen Yuan couldn't help but recall the scene when his wife gave birth to their son and daughter.

Shen Wen'an and Shen Wenping are twins.

Shen Wenping was born first. When it was Shen Wen'an's turn to be born, his wife fainted due to exhaustion, causing Shen Wen'an to remain trapped in her womb for a long time.

After consuming the remains of a century-old blood toad, Shen Wen'an regained some strength and was able to be born.

But Shen Wen'an wasn't breathing at that time, and it took the midwife, Madam Sun, a long time to pat him before he finally cried out.

It seems that the son had already died at that time, but before his soul had completely dissipated, this being who called himself the Sword Soul of the Swordholder intervened and forcibly condensed the son's soul.

This explains why Shen Wen'an was never a crybaby from a young age, and why he had a calm and decisive personality that was different from his peers.

"What are your plans now, senior?"

Shen Yuan remained silent for a moment, then asked somewhat nervously.

This sword wielder is too terrifying. Even a mere fragment of a sword soul is beyond the capabilities of Ji Yan, a great cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

He was afraid that the other person would stay inside his son's body and refuse to leave.

If that happens, it's as if his son has been killed.

A smile appeared on Shen Wen'an's face: "I plan to..."

"I am a dead man, and this fragment of sword spirit should not have developed consciousness. It was by chance that this little guy refined my sword from my previous life into a sword embryo."

"And by chance, I went to the place where I lived in my previous life and obtained my other magic sword."

"The Dragon Soul and the Dragon Slayer have been with me throughout my life. It was the residual aura on them that briefly restored my consciousness."

"This wisp of consciousness won't last long."

"Furthermore, having just been eroded by the overwhelming and unyielding righteous energy, I am also about to dissipate."

"Therefore, you need not waste your energy."

Shen Wen'an got off the bed, walked slowly to the door, and sighed as he looked in the direction of the Dragon Tamer's residence on Hidden Dragon Mountain: "The Dragon Tamer Clan should not have suffered such injustice..."

As the others caught up, Shen Wen'an's body suddenly went limp and he collapsed.

Shen Wenxing reacted quickly and rushed over to help him.

"Wen'an!?"

"Wen'an!?"

He called out urgently, and Ji Yan, who was standing to the side, hesitated for a moment before coming over and carefully placing his palm on his forehead, releasing his divine sense power.

moment--

"That power has vanished!"

He spoke with a look of surprise on his face.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, put Wen'an on the bed first."

Shen Wenxing responded and picked up Shen Wen'an, placing him back on the bed. Ji Yan came over, a flash of light appeared in his hand, and he took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and put it into Shen Wen'an's mouth.

The pill slowly dissolved and flowed into Shen Wen'an's stomach.

Ji Yan checked again and, after confirming that there was no serious problem, stood up and said.

"Wen'an should be fine now. He should wake up once the effects of the Spirit Nourishing Pill take hold."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan finally felt relieved.

"Thank you, Elder Ji!"

Ji Yan quickly waved his hand and looked at Lu Zhiyuan.

"I only helped with a trivial matter; the Shen family should thank this fellow Daoist."

Although he did not sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from Lu Zhiyuan, the overwhelming and righteous aura he had just felt made him realize that Lu Zhiyuan was also a cultivator.

"I am Ji Yan from Qiyun Valley. May I ask your name, friend?"

Ji Yan cupped his hands in greeting.

Lu Zhiyuan nodded slightly and smiled faintly.

"Lu Zhiyuan greets Elder Ji."

Ji Yan cupped his hands again: "There are countless paths to enlightenment. I am afraid I may be so bold as to ask which path Fellow Daoist Lu cultivates?"

Lu Zhiyuan smiled faintly: "I am but a scholar, I have no right to speak of the Dao."

As the two were talking, Pei Yuwan, who had been watching Shen Wen'an closely, saw his hand move slightly and immediately exclaimed excitedly, "He's awake!"

"Junior Brother Shen is awake!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gathered around!

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