Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Left with no other choice, the divine sword suppressed its anger for the time being and coldly asked in return, intending to enlighten them: "Do you know what the Demon Lord came from?"

[Naturally born of demons!] The system replied without hesitation—humans are born of human mothers, and demons are born of demon mothers!

"Rotten wood." The divine sword's intent carried undisguised contempt.

The system attempted to correct the answer: [That's demonic energy? Hmm, it's not that simple, is it?! Demonic Fiend!]

"Rotten wood cannot be carved."

That was Min Xiaosheng's son! He has the remnant soul of the Demon Lord!

"idiot."

[That's obvious! You're deliberately insulting me!]

"Are you even human? You stupid, clueless idiot!"

The divine sword's tiny mouth, which had been nurtured for countless ages, now looked as if it had been smeared with poison.

Perhaps it's because I've been holding back for too long, and I've forgotten that the most important thing in interacting with people is to be tactful.

The system felt extremely wronged—Lu Wensheng and the others never said that about it! Why should you, this old, broken sword, say that?!

In a fit of anger, the system... sought outside help.

The conversation was relayed verbatim to Lu Wensheng, who was currently "dealing with" the Demon Lord.

Lu Wensheng continued wielding the Fuguang Sword, its sword energy cascading like a silver river, dispersing the demonic energy that was trying to regroup. However, a wisp of his mind had already been separated, pondering the dialogue between the system and the divine sword.

In the midst of the fierce battle, his thoughts flashed like lightning, a thousand ideas passing through his mind. He then caught a glimmer of inspiration and responded to the system with his thoughts: "There is no such thing as a simple statement. In my opinion, the Demon Lord is probably not born from a single source, but rather a composite being formed by the merging of evil thoughts and desires in the minds of all living beings, as well as the filth and turbidity accumulated in the world for thousands of years. It is a being jointly conceived by the evil in people's hearts and the darkness of heaven and earth."

The system, enlightened by this guidance, immediately copied it verbatim... cough cough cough—no, rather, with a hint of smugness, "relayed" this insight to the Divine Sword, not forgetting to ask at the end: "How about it? Am I right?!"

The divine sword's spirit remained silent for a moment, then transmitted a thought whose emotion was unreadable: "...Such insights, you probably didn't come to them on your own, you fool?"

It's like they're practically slapping the system in the face with "You cheated."

[Whether it's my own idea or not! Just tell me if it's right or wrong!] The system was now a little more confident, and its will was more uplifted.

Seeing that the divine sword no longer refuted, the system was like a novice student who happened to stumble upon a test question that was exactly the chapter he had reviewed the night before, and his excitement was almost overflowing.

【Oh dear! When it comes to this, our Wen Sheng is the least lacking in this 'resource'!】 The system's thoughts became incredibly active, filled with proud boasting, 【Do you know who he is? The person you see before you is Lu Wen Sheng, the chief disciple of the Daoist Master She Lu of the Wenxian Sect, the universally recognized leader of the righteous path among the younger generation of cultivators, the leader of the Alliance of All Living Beings, and the one who has saved countless people from suffering in the mortal realm, revered as 'Master' by countless commoners!】

It was still that signature long and difficult sentence without any pause, as if he wanted to recount all of Lu Wensheng's titles and achievements in one breath in order to show his extraordinary nature.

The divine sword remained silent, seemingly trembling slightly amidst the barrage of words.

Was it because it had been dormant for too long? Why do all the creatures I see in the modern world seem to be crazy?

"So how do I use you?" the system pressed, seizing the opportunity.

"Heh," the divine sword's intent carried a hint of unfathomable meaning, "Only I can completely annihilate such demons, and you already know the origin of the Demon Lord's birth. So, what kind of 'fuel' do you think is needed to wield my sharpness?"

【…Get out of the cultivation world, Riddle Sword! Will you die if you just say it directly?!】 The system's patience finally ran out, and a hint of exasperation showed in its thoughts—it had clearly broken down.

The divine sword's spirit let out a cold snort, tinged with stubbornness and arrogance: "No way! No way!"

The young man wielding the sword had already displayed an almost cheating level of cultivation. If this legendary divine weapon didn't put on some airs and utter a few more profound words, wouldn't it seem utterly meaningless? Its appearance would be its end, leaving no room for the dignity of this ancient divine sword.

Although Lu Wensheng was in the midst of a fierce battle, he always kept a wisp of his divine sense focused on the situation.

Having heard the divine sword's words through the system, he understood immediately. He then sent a question through the system: "I know what is needed. So, how can I gather and infuse this power into your sword?"

The divine sword's spiritual sense stirred slightly, secretly praising this young man for his quick wit and ability to understand things immediately, a stark contrast to the dull and slow-witted system.

It stopped being mysterious and went straight to the point: "There needs to be something as a medium to carry and guide it—this thing must gather the purest wishes and beliefs of all living beings so that when I destroy the Demon Lord's origin, it can completely stimulate and cleanse that positive power originating from all living beings."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wensheng nodded slightly and touched the wooden statue he had taken out of his storage ring.

He turned to face the divine sword, his tone gentle yet possessing a convincing power: "Since our goals are the same, we should work together and do our best."

The young man paused slightly, his voice gentle: "It is also concerned about this battle, fearing that there may be any oversights, so it seems a bit impatient and sensitive, and cannot be provoked in the slightest."

It's also my fault for being too indulgent in the past, making it like a child, easily ignited. It's unlike you, who have experienced countless ages, possess broad knowledge, and have a heart as vast as the sea. I hope you will consider its sincerity and be more tolerant and forgiving.

The system sensed Lu Wensheng's protective words and felt a warm current flow through its body (if it had one), so moved that it was almost "tearful". Its invisible "chest" also stood up a bit - it had a powerful backer!

The divine sword's spirit remained silent for a moment, seemingly not expecting Lu Wensheng to speak so frankly in defense.

After a long pause, a slightly awkward yet somewhat helpless hum finally came: "...Boring."

Having tacitly accepted this plea, I decided to try to tolerate the system's incessant chatter—this little thing is quite lucky.

Lu Wensheng sensed the softening of the divine sword's attitude and said no more. He simply lifted up the wooden statue in his arms that carried the faith of the people.

The wooden statue appears simple, yet the moment it touches his fingertips, it radiates a warm, hazy glow, as if countless tiny specks of wishful light flow and whisper within it, like a sleeping galaxy being quietly awakened.

His gaze was calm as he looked at the still simple and unadorned "Huangji" divine sword in his hand, and he said softly, "Then, let's begin."

The divine sword transmitted a message through the system, its intent carrying a hint of ancient weariness, yet also containing hidden expectation: "By activating the power of faith within, you can communicate with the source of all living beings. You can try to get them to cooperate with you by speaking up. However, the human heart is unpredictable. How much power you can gather in the end depends on your ability. But it will take some effort and is not easy to succeed..."

Before the word "success" could be fully uttered, Lu Wensheng merely stirred his mind and tried to communicate with the vast power of the will contained within the wooden statue. The faint light on the wooden statue suddenly intensified and responded immediately, like a dog that had already rushed over without even being beckoned.

The light surged like a tide, like a small but undeniable sun, illuminating Lu Wensheng's entire body with a bright and glorious glow, even coating the ancient "Huangji" sword with a layer of flowing golden light.

The divine sword was also blinded by the sudden burst of light, and was somewhat taken aback: So fast?! This can't be right!