Borrowing a sword

Chapter 331 Girls’ feelings are always poetry

"【Ding! Unfortunately, the skill 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One (Advanced Version)' has failed to be learned.】"

At this time, Xu Ziqing was still unconscious, and Han Shuangjiang was taking care of her.

The aloof girl immediately heard Chu Huaixu, who was sitting to the side with his eyes closed in meditation, suddenly start cursing loudly.

"Fuck you!!"

This startled her.

Big Ice was worried that something might have happened to him too.

But when she turned her head, Chu Huaixu's expression had returned to calm, leaving her completely confused.

"I knew it! I fucking knew it!!" someone cursed inwardly.

【Ten Thousand Swords Return to One】, the first scam in the "Borrowing a Sword" game, a typical telecom fraud!
Fortunately, Chu Huaixu had already prepared himself mentally.

He didn't believe he could hit the target on his first shot.

“I admit, there was an element of gambling involved.”

The final battle for the title will be held in three days, and he still wants to improve his overall strength as much as possible.

Moreover, once the Ancestral Emperor takes over the fight, he can use Heaven-level techniques.

Although its power is limited due to various reasons, it is still definitely stronger than all earth-level spells.

This includes the "Six Disqualifications" which require self-harm.

According to the setting of "Borrowing the Sword", there are very few Heaven-level spells in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, and their number is limited to two hands.

And its power is absolutely extraordinary.

Chu Huaixu felt incredibly pained that 100 million experience points had gone down the drain.

But he soon discovered something.

Why did Kenshin's progress bar increase slightly?

"So, this means that even if you fail to comprehend [Ten Thousand Swords Return to One], it will still be beneficial for advancing [Sword Heart: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One]?"

This is an unexpected surprise!

This means that every time he fires like this, he at least gets a minimum reward!
"But why didn't this happen when players went all in before?"

"Oh, they don't have [Sword Heart] at all! That's alright then."

At that time, no expert player had yet managed to condense the [Sword Heart].

Not to mention his sword heart, which is connected to the "Return of Ten Thousand Swords" technique.

"However, judging from the increase in the progress bar, if those 1 million experience points were directly poured in and used to upgrade Sword Heart instead of gambling, the returns would be greater. The current increase is only 50%."

But that's fine, he's quite content.

It's gambling anyway; as long as you don't lose everything, you should be grateful.

On the contrary, this phenomenon made him realize even more how special his sword heart was.

"It was because it was condensed that this Heaven-level technique advanced."

"Now, each shot can be accelerated with a progress bar."

"The two give a very obvious sense of complementing each other."

However, it should be noted that the Sword Heart was formed with the help of the Dao Ancestor.

"Dao Ancestor, Dao Ancestor, don't tell me that all of this was your doing again."

The night is getting darker.

Xu Ziqing finally woke up around midnight.

Relying on his own recovery ability and the absorption efficiency of his medicinal body, his injuries have almost fully recovered.

"He's awake," Chu Huaixu said calmly.

"Senior brother, did I win or lose?" This was the first question Xiao Xu asked after opening his eyes.

Because after the sword spirit of the bronze sword "took over," it became completely unaware of everything that was happening in the outside world.

“He lost, but it was a narrow victory; he just lost consciousness a few breaths later than you,” Chu Huaixu said.

"To be precise, I estimate that the Dao Ancestor left some protective mechanisms under the restriction, which would seal the sword spirit when your physical body is about to collapse."

"Qin Xuanxiao seems to be in a worse situation than you."

Whether it's the Ancestral Emperor or the Evil Sword Spirit, after they "took over" the account, they were playing with their lives.

Since it's not their own account, they don't know how to cherish it and are heading straight for their accounts to be banned.

They didn't care about life or death at all.

It's understandable that the evil sword would act this way.

But the ancestral emperor still wanted to possess someone else's body. And yet, he still treated it so cruelly.

"This shows..."

"He's anxious! He's anxious!"

This made Chu Huaixu smile inwardly.

He looked up at Xu Ziqing and saw that after hearing that he had lost, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This left Chu Huaixu both amused and exasperated.

"What, you're actually glad you left him with me?" he said irritably.

The boy nodded, and after hesitating several times, he asked:

"Senior brother, you want to kill him on the arena, right?"

Chu Huaixu chuckled and asked, "Am I being that obvious in front of you?"

The handsome young man nodded sincerely.

This made Dead Fox realize that if even an idiot like Xiao Xu had guessed it, then Nangong Yue and the others must already have a clue as well.

He raised his eyes and stared into the boy's clear and innocent eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I said that if I were to kill him, I would do so in front of ten thousand people."

"What occasion could be more wonderful than a contest for the title of champion? What do you think?" Chu Huaixu smiled faintly.

Xu Ziqing opened her mouth, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she was clearly still somewhat surprised.

In the capital of the Moon Kingdom, during the battle for supremacy, did he kill the Crown Prince of Rui?

All these things were connected, and he had no idea what his senior brother should do!
Moreover, I heard that His Majesty the Moon Emperor attaches great importance to this grand competition, and he will personally go to the monastery three days later, accompanied by the protectors of the country, for the final showdown!
Clouds drifted by, and snow fell from the branches. After one night, a thin layer of snow had accumulated on the trees, walls, and ground of the monastery.

Outside the courtyard, some Taoist disciples who had rarely seen snow were still trying to build snowmen.

Now, apart from Chu Huaixu, everyone else has been eliminated, so they are happy to have some peace and quiet.

So far, the Taoist team's performance in this competition is unparalleled.

It's not just that the top eight teams occupy half of the spots.

The final rankings of these outstanding talents were all quite good, basically meeting or even exceeding their expectations.

The Yue Kingdom's royal family has been quite generous this time, offering good rewards to anyone who makes it into the top 100.

Upon returning to the sect, the sect will also provide rewards.

Therefore, for them, the trip was already worthwhile.

"I hope Junior Brother Chu can once again win the title of Xuanhuang Champion. If so, this East-West Continent Grand Competition will be a perfect success for me," Ji Sikong said to his fellow disciples while building a snowman.

"Still calling me Junior Brother Chu? Can't you change it back? You should call me True Disciple Chu!" His Daoist partner said irritably from the side.

Other disciples chimed in, "Senior Brother Ji, when you go back this time, you might just be chosen by the elders and get into the Gentleman's Clan. Then you'll have to call him Senior Brother Chu!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Sikong wasn't angry at all. Instead, he raised his hand and said, "Hey! If you ask me, I'd be more than happy to be Chu Huaixu's junior brother! It's not beneath me!"

"Hahahaha!" Laughter erupted from all around.

Mo Qingmei, who was accompanying the team, sat to the side, watching the disciples having so much fun, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

She could sense that ever since Niu Yuanshan committed suicide in public, these Taoist disciples who respected him were all holding a grudge.

Perhaps it is precisely this spirit that enabled the team to achieve such great results.

Now that so much time has passed, she is actually happy to see her disciples shake off the gloom.

"Just like when I was sad and upset before, Senior Brother Niu would comfort me—'Don't let your limited body be used to indulge in endless sorrow,'" Mo Qingmei thought to herself.

She also wanted to move on, because she felt that her senior brother Niu must also want her to move on.

Unfortunately, it's been snowing a lot in Beijing lately.

Looking at the snow on the branches, she felt as if she had returned to the night before the preliminary round.

She always felt a little regretful that day when they watched the snow together, she had been giving him the cold shoulder and barely paying him any attention.

Mo Qingmei never believed that her senior brother Niu, who had been diligent and conscientious in the Taoist sect for most of his life, could be a spy from the Moon Kingdom.

A spy did more work and did it better than any of the outer sect stewards.

Was he here to lie in wait, or to build up the outer gate?
Moreover, she went to look for Jiang Zhi and the others that very night.

And don't forget, Jiang Zhi and the others already asked Chu Huaixu. The Yue Kingdom said that Steward Niu was a spy. What do you think?

Chu Huaixu's reply was: "I don't know, but at least in my opinion, he is not."

Nangong Yue made a decision immediately.

None of that matters anymore. If he says no, then Niu Yuanshan isn't.

Or rather, Niu Yuanshan must not be one!

Therefore, when Mo Qingmei came to ask, Nangong Yue said, "Don't overthink it. He is not as Qin Xuanxiao said."

"Then let's just leave it at that!" Mo Qingmei rarely showed such a loss of composure and agitation.

Nangong Yue simply said gently, "The sect will investigate the specifics. In short, there will definitely be a result and an explanation."

So, Mo Qingmei began to wait.

As they waited, the East-West Continent Competition was about to end.

It looked like everyone was about to leave the Moon Kingdom.

But as a butler, she didn't ask any further questions, nor did she urge anyone, and she certainly didn't cause any trouble.

She believed there would definitely be a result.

"It's just... such a long wait," Mo Qingmei thought to herself, her spirits somewhat dampened.

She stared blankly at the snow on the ground and the huge snowman her disciples had built.

Mo Qingmei couldn't help but recall the time she went down the mountain with Niu Yuanshan and others to carry out a mission for their sect.

That was the second time she was rescued by Senior Brother Niu during a mission.

When she was young, she was reckless and clumsy, and everyone blamed her, telling her to learn her lesson.

Only Niu Yuanshan, who was seriously injured, kept smiling and saying, "It's alright, it's alright."

Even though he's such a nice guy, he treats everyone the same way.

However, the young girl Mo Qingmei felt that she was still quite good, because everyone else was used to it, but only she—discovered its goodness.

Brother Niu, you're really great.

Everyone prepared to regroup for a day before returning to their clan to report back.

It snowed lightly during the night.

Mo Qingmei got up very early and built a very small snowman outside with her familiar senior sister, and told her senior sister about her girlish feelings.

Her senior whispered a few words in her ear, which made her cheeks turn red, but her eyes blinked brightly.

Since the snow wasn't too heavy, both the little snowman and the snow on the ground would melt away quickly.

A young girl's heart is always poetic; she wrote on the snow with a twig: "Brother Niu, I like you."

Before setting off to return to her sect, Mo Qingmei hid behind a tree and then sent a telepathic message to Niu Yuanshan.

“Brother Niu, come to that big sycamore tree. I wrote a message from my heart for you on the snow.”

"You'd better hurry, the snow will melt soon, and so will my words. I won't tell you anything again."

Inside the monastery, middle-aged Mo Qingmei raised her head and looked up at the sky.

It's snowing lightly again.

I think of that person I only ever hugged in my dreams.

Then even heavier snow began to fall.

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