Borrowing a sword

Chapter 89 Chu Huaixu Beats Han Shuangjiang

The night is getting darker.

After a busy day, Chu Huaixu did not meditate or cultivate, but instead fell asleep.

The large ice block next door was diligently practicing its skills, feeling the pressure from the dead fox.

The next day, early in the morning.

The two sat at the table and ate together.

"Xiao Xu is really strange. So many days have passed, and he still hasn't come out of the secret realm," Chu Huaixu said.

"Was the dry food you brought him enough?" Han Shuangjiang frowned slightly, unsure whether this dead fox was reliable or not.

Sure enough, she soon heard such a reply.

"What are you thinking? If he eats sparingly, he'll definitely have enough!"

Han Shuangjiang: "."

She watched him devour his food with great appetite, feeling slightly speechless.

What do you mean by "if you eat sparingly, it will definitely be enough"?

I hope Junior Brother Xu isn't starving at the bottom of this icy pool.

Han Shuangjiang is a person who has a strong sense of distance, but is kind-hearted.

Although she wasn't particularly close to Xu Ziqing, she still said to Chu Huaixu, "Why don't you go see him today and bring him some more food?"

"I definitely have to go today. I don't need to bring any food. I need to call him back."

As he gulped down his black rice porridge, he said, "Little Xu is a cultivation fanatic too. He never knows to come out for some fresh air and a break. He has to come back today and wash my clothes and shoes!"

Han Shuangjiang wanted to roll her eyes at this Master Chu.

Although she was quite a virtuous wife and loving mother, she didn't offer to help him with the washing.

Because she felt that would truly make her a virtuous wife!

Chu Huaixu put down the large bowl in his hand and suggested, "Let's eat and rest for a while. We both obtained our natal magic weapons yesterday. How about we practice them later?"

This stumped the big ice block.

Strictly speaking, she has never sparred with anyone since she came up the mountain.

Unlike Chu Huaixu, who was on very close terms with Liu Chenggong.

“But I haven’t learned swordsmanship yet,” she replied earnestly.

"It's okay, just wave it around randomly. Don't you want to experience the [Partridge Sky] properly?" He started to coax him again.

After studying the effects of the sword sheath "Calming the Storm" last night, he decided to "beat up a woman" for fun today.

Han Shuangjiang and [Partridge Sky] are simply perfect test subjects!
Upon hearing this, the big ice block was quite tempted, but still said, "I really don't know how to spar, I can only make do with you."

"It's alright, it's alright." Chu Huaixu grinned.

After the meal, the girl still went to wash the dishes and clean up by herself.

Chu Huaixu sat on a wooden post in the courtyard, holding a sword sheath, looking up at the cloudless sky, feeling quite content.

It's already autumn, but it's not cold yet; the air is crisp and clear.

A gust of wind blew by, and the tassel on the black bead on the sword sheath he was holding was still swaying in the wind.

To be honest, if he were really holding a sword right now, he would actually look quite dashing and elegant in the autumn wind.

It's a pity that holding an empty sword sheath would look a little strange.

After a while, Han Shuangjiang slowly walked over with Partridge Sky in her hand.

Since she wanted to have a friendly competition, she even tied up all her long black hair.

The girl with her hair tied up and a cold face actually looked more regal and had a colder aura.

Holding a long sword, she even possessed a touch of heroic spirit.

Chu Huaixu got up from the wooden stake, looked at the big ice block that was not old but had a strong sense of sisterhood, and suddenly felt playful.

He asked, "Tell me, between the two of us, should you be the senior sister or I be the senior brother?"

This question really stumped her.

Han Shuangjiang had never thought about this matter. She usually called him Chu Huaixu, but in her heart she would occasionally call him the dead fox.

But since they are from the same school, there must be a hierarchy.

Chu Huaixu said to himself, "Logically speaking, on that rainy night at Biyouping at the foot of Wumeng Mountain, when we met the Sixth Elder, you arrived before me."

"After you've mastered the basics, you might be the one to reach the Breakthrough Stage before me."

"You reached the first realm earlier than me."

"If that's the case, maybe I really should call you Senior Sister Han?" he said with a smile.

But for some reason, Big Ice Block always felt that he had ill intentions, so much so that his brows furrowed slightly.

Chu Huaixu's idea was simple: he could call her "Senior Sister" when he bullied her, he could call her "Big Sister" when he wanted to curry favor with her, and he could call her "Senior Sister" when he wanted to take advantage of her opportunities.
—He has the mindset of a male scheming woman.

Normally, they would never shout like that; they would always eat a large block of ice one bite at a time.

Just like now, when he was about to bully her, he cupped his hands and said, "Senior sister, please enlighten me."

"Annoying!" The cold-faced girl snorted, genuinely finding him rather annoying.

She held the spirit sword horizontally in front of her, her left hand gripping the scabbard and her right hand holding the hilt, ready to draw the sword!
Chu Huaixu held the sword sheath with both hands, looking at her with a playful smile.

Han Shuangjiang found him even more annoying: "Are you laughing at me for not actually knowing how to wield a sword?"

Slightly angry, she began to draw her sword.

"Ok?"

She gripped the hilt tightly, but couldn't pull the sword out, as if "Partridge Sky" was beyond her control!
This involuntarily brought back memories of the scenes on Cangling Mountain, and how much this sword pleased Chu Huaixu.

That strange feeling resurfaced in her heart.

"What did you do to it?" the big ice block asked angrily, his voice filled with shame and indignation.

A cool autumn breeze blew by. Chu Huaixu hadn't expected the girl to get angry.

“It seems you can’t pull it out by force; you’ll have to use spiritual power,” Chu Huaixu said.

The cold-faced girl frowned at him, but still did as he said.

Once the spiritual energy within her body was circulated, she drew her sword again, and sure enough, the sword was drawn from its sheath!

"Why?" she asked.

Chu Huaixu stood in the wind, his arms crossed in front of his chest, holding the sword sheath, and spoke softly:
"Because you and it, you were suppressed by me."

Upon hearing this, the large ice block immediately looked down at the sword in his hand.

"suppress?"

"Correct."

Chu Huaixu continued calmly, "If you rely solely on brute force, I'm afraid you won't be able to pull it out."

He then changed the subject and began to offer words of comfort.

"But you don't need to underestimate yourself. If someone of your cultivation level were to wield a low-grade spiritual sword, they would still have a hard time circulating their spiritual energy."

Hearing this, and looking at him standing motionless in the wind, Han Shuangjiang thought to herself:

"He's actually managed to do that?"

Seeing that she was indeed stunned, Chu Huaixu was immediately satisfied.

He said with a smile, "Come on, senior sister, let's practice!"

"Don't call me senior sister!" Big Ice Block felt increasingly uncomfortable as he listened, and he felt that his tone had become playful.

As she thrust the Partridge Sky sword forward, a chilling aura swept over her.

As the sword tip thrust forward, a few ice crystals appeared in the air.

But they quickly melted in the air.

When she thrust out this sword, Han Shuangjiang clearly felt that her movements were somewhat sluggish and her speed had slowed down.

She had just acquired the treasure yesterday, and must have been overjoyed. She had been secretly practicing her swordplay in the house quite often, finding it particularly enjoyable.

But my current feelings are completely different from those of last night.

"Is it suppression again?" she thought with displeasure.

She's quite competitive and doesn't like feeling like she's being suppressed.

Han Shuangjiang channeled all her spiritual energy, intensifying the cold currents. Wherever her sword went, it would sprinkle some ice crystals.

Chu Huaixu watched this scene with great envy.

"With such low cultivation, you can already do this. What will happen when you strike with your sword in the future? Won't it freeze the earth in the cold?"

Damn, every single one of her sword strikes has special effects!
Last night, he did stuff sword energy into the scabbard.

However, he doesn't plan to use it now.

There's no other reason than I'm afraid of hurting the housekeeper's feelings.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the sword energy only has a 30% damage effect. This damage value is based on Chu Huaixu emptying all his spiritual power and then pouring it into a single sword strike.

In a normal duel, no one would only swing one sword; if you can't win, you just wait to die.

In fact, not many skills consume that much mana.

It's like throwing a punch forward. You feel like you've used all your strength, but you can throw the same punch again later.

Drawing out all spiritual power is actually a secret technique used in a desperate gamble.

This kind of secret technique is quite rare, and most of the time it is harmful.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be enough for everyone to just face each other and unleash a single attack?

It's either you or me who dies.

Therefore, the destructive power of sword energy is actually not low, and if seven of them are unleashed at the same time, it will be even more astonishing!

As the day of Partridge Sky drew closer, Chu Huaixu felt the temperature around him drop.

He slightly turned his body, took half a step back, and then raised the scabbard in his hand to parry.

The sword blade sliced ​​across the scabbard, flashing a pale blue, cold light!
This "Calming the Waves" was made of ten-year-old blackwood, but because it had been with the Dao Ancestor for many years, it became a super-grade spiritual weapon. So, even after being struck by a sword, it did not leave any scratches.

On the contrary, after parrying the sword, the experienced Chu Huaixu felt that Han Shuangjiang was full of flaws!
He took a big step to the side, using the momentum to instantly flash behind her.

She wanted to turn around and stab again, but how could she be faster than Chu Huaixu?

Looking at the girl's back, he almost couldn't resist using the scabbard to slap her plump buttocks.

This target is absolutely perfect!

Ding Fengbo made a turn in the air, and the scabbard lightly touched her lower back.

After feeling the pain, Han Shuangjiang let out a muffled groan; her waist was mostly red and swollen.

She turned around in surprise, and Chu Huaixu said calmly, "You lost."

The cold-faced girl looked unpleasant. She had no experience and had not studied any martial arts, so she didn't even know how to wield a sword properly.

Already caught in a fierce competition, she immediately made up her mind: "Tomorrow, no, this afternoon, I will go to the library and choose a sword technique!"

This sparring session made her realize that she shouldn't be so caught up in the joy of acquiring such a treasure. Even if you have a top-grade spirit sword, you still need to know how to use it!
Seeing her pursing her lips tightly and her face frosty, Chu Huaixu immediately smiled and said, "What? Senior Sister, are you not convinced?"

At times like this, he would start calling her "senior sister" again.

No sooner had the words been spoken than a rather childish voice came from the heavens above.

"The Dao Ancestor's sword sheath is indeed incredibly wondrous."

"Chu Huaixu, why don't you give me a try?"

Chu Yinyin, a middle-aged girl who is less than 1.5 meters tall, fell from the sky.

　I'm still writing, the second update will be quite late, please read it after you've had some sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)