Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Under the gray sky, there is an endless expanse of black land. The ground is either straight or slanted, with countless broken swords inserted in it. Various sword sounds come from far and near, whistling like a tsunami.

Jiang Han walked aimlessly among the broken swords. Wherever he passed, all the swords within a hundred feet radius would emit a loud sword sound, and the sword bodies would begin to tremble continuously. Only after he was far away would they sink into disappointment.

A small black flying sword floated beside him, slowly moving forward with his footsteps.

The sword embryo formed from the ten thousand year old divine thunder wood was originally purple with thunder in it, but for some reason, after it was condensed and formed, it turned into a pitch black color.

"It's been three days, and I still haven't encountered a suitable sword spirit."

He looked up into the distance, but could not see the edge of the sword tomb. He could only wander around here following his vague feeling.

"If that doesn't work, just pick one at random."

He frowned as he looked at the countless broken swords trembling around him, and sighed in his heart. Any one of these broken swords would be the sword spirit that sword cultivators dreamed of in the outside world.

In the past, any disciple who came here would be extremely happy if they could resonate with any of the broken swords.

What's worse, after coming in, he couldn't even sense a broken sword.

Because the broken sword will also choose a master. Only when the broken sword voluntarily merges with the sword embryo can a new sword spirit be formed.

Ever since he learned that there were higher-level sword spirits here, Jiang Han had always wanted to give it a try. What if he could encounter a high-level sword spirit?

It’s a pity that after being here for so long, he still has nothing to show for it.

"Are you looking for the sword spirit?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded beside Jiang Han's ears. The voice seemed to be without any emotion, and it made him feel cold in his heart.

The sudden sound instantly dissipated the sword sound that kept echoing in his ears, and a faint chill rushed into his heart.

Jiang Han's hair stood on end and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him, but after seeing what was in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

The originally densely packed broken swords had all disappeared, and the empty black land had turned into a bright blood red.

A woman in a black and white Taoist robe stood in the distance, looking at him calmly.

She seemed to appear out of thin air, yet also seemed to have always been there. She seemed extremely natural, yet also extremely abrupt. That weird feeling made Jiang Han feel extremely awkward.

Although her eyes were calm as water, Jiang Han felt as if a blade was passing through his body inch by inch, and goose bumps appeared on his skin wherever the blade passed.

The chilling coldness made his body suddenly freeze in place, as if his soul would be shattered if he dared to move.

"Yes."

He opened and closed his lips vigorously, but with all his strength, he could only utter this one word.

As soon as he said that, he felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows.

"Om-!"

A buzzing sound arose in Jiang Han's head, and he seemed to be overwhelmed by boundless murderous aura, and cold sweat instantly wet his back.

But in just a blink of an eye, the murderous intent suddenly dissipated, as if everything just now was an illusion, and everything returned to normal.

"Yes, you are honest." The voice was cold, but with some emotion.

"Since we've met, we have some destiny."

The pressure on his body was relieved, and Jiang Han was finally able to straighten his head. He looked at the woman who had come closer, and saw the sword light that appeared and disappeared beside her, and shock appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that this person is the sword spirit that possesses the power of rules?

But is this still a sword spirit? Aren't sword spirits just simple minds?

With such a strong mind, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a cultivator, right?

Just as he was thinking, the woman walked in front of him. As she got closer, a chill gradually engulfed Jiang Han.

When he got closer, Jiang Han discovered that she had sword-shaped pupils, black on the left and white on the right.

She looked at Jiang Han and said softly:

"How about letting me be your sword spirit?"

Jiang Han was stunned. He hadn't expected this woman to actually be a sword spirit. Moreover, from what she said, she wanted to merge with his sword embryo and become his sword spirit from now on?

He felt the coldness so close to him, but his heart was burning with heat.

If he could really obtain such a powerful sword spirit, how powerful would his natal flying sword be?

My mouth felt dry, and even my speech was a little difficult.

"Why?" he asked.

She smiled broadly, "You're quite good at staying calm in front of me."

As she spoke, she reached out and picked up Jiang Han's sword embryo, curled her lips, and said:

"I've been here for too long. I want to go out and take a look."

She looked down at him, "Would you like to take me out?"

Jiang Han was shocked and couldn't think of how to refuse.

A burning flame surged in his chest, and he nodded vigorously:

"I am willing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the world suddenly became quiet. The gray sky suddenly dissipated, revealing the entangled black and white colors behind it.

The sword spirit raised a faint smile and said, "In that case, I will refine this sword embryo first."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved, "You have been waiting here for many years. Why don't you lend me a hand today? It will be considered a good deed."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless broken swords suddenly appeared in the empty sky and earth, as if all the broken swords in the entire sword tomb had gathered together, trembling and making sword sounds that resounded through the sky.

Without waiting for them to refuse, the sword spirit made a gesture and pointed its finger, and countless broken swords suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, turning into countless powders that floated across the sky.

Jiang Han watched helplessly as a black and white flame appeared in the sky, transforming the countless powders into a black light.

She waved her hand and threw the sword blank into the light, and the black light suddenly became brighter.

Jiang Han's mind was shocked. He could clearly feel that the aura of the sword embryo was rapidly increasing.

I don’t know how long it took, but until a black flying sword floated out, the world became quiet again.

"These old guys have been here for too long. Their energy is almost exhausted. They can only reach the fifth level of the Heavenly Rank..."

She looked around and said, "Forget it, the others are too far away. I don't want to go. I'll just use this for now."

After the sword spirit finished speaking, it glanced at Jiang Han, turned into a white light and quickly drilled into the flying sword.

As she entered, her natal flying sword trembled for a moment, but it subsided after a moment.

"Okay, let's go."

The flying sword fell, and the voice of the sword spirit came from it, sounding a lot happier.

Jiang Han picked up the flying sword in a daze. Even now, he still felt that everything was a little unreal.

He just came in once and obtained an extremely powerful sword spirit.

This is a sword spirit with a complete mind, and it even knows how to refine weapons!

Although he had always wanted it, he never had high hopes, but unexpectedly, he actually got it!

He felt his heart still beating, and it was not until the flying sword fell into his palm that he felt a slight sense of reality.

As soon as the flying sword touched him, it went along the meridians and into his dantian.

"Why is there such a mess inside your Dantian? Oh my god! There's even this thing! You're really brave to ask for everything."

"Tsk, but they are all good stuff. Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and leave. I can't stay here for a moment!"

A whirlpool suddenly appeared in front of him. Jiang Han smiled bitterly, shook his head, and stepped towards the whirlpool.

Isn't he the aloof senior master? This change is too fast, isn't it?

His eyes blurred and when he opened them again, Jiang Han was already outside the cliff.

"Junior Brother Jiang!" Su Zhuyun's surprised voice came from the side.

Jiang Han turned around and saw Su Zhuyun meditating on a large rock nearby. He was stunned and said hesitantly:

"Senior Sister Su, are you waiting for me?"

"Ah? No, don't get me wrong. I just meditate here often. I'm used to it."

Su Zhuyun jumped down from the rock.

"Have you found the sword spirit?"

"Yes, I found it." Jiang Han nodded.

"That's good, I can explain to my master now." Su Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief.

"I forgot to give you the Spirit Summoning Stone. I was worried that your sword spirit wouldn't be able to awaken. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Jiang had already made preparations."

"Spirit Summoning Stone?"

Jiang Han was stunned. Then he remembered that he didn't use the soul-summoning stone just now. How did the sword spirit awaken without the soul-summoning stone?

But considering how powerful this sword spirit is, it seems that a summoning stone is really not that important.

"Okay, since you have awakened the sword spirit, I will leave first." Su Zhuyun said, turning into a rainbow light and flying away.

"Such a lively personality is really enviable." Jiang Han sighed lightly, then smiled with relief.

“I’m afraid I won’t be able to change my temper anytime soon.

He has always envied those people with lively personalities who can say whatever they want and do whatever they want.

When she encounters something she doesn't want to do, she can refuse it directly. If someone makes her unhappy, she can directly fight back.

If she is bullied, there are people who can support her, comfort her and protect her.

She knew that even if she did something wrong, she would not be punished and no one would blame her.

She can try and do whatever she wants without restraint.

I think only those who have a happy childhood, a harmonious family, and are loved by their elders can develop such a free-spirited and fearless character.

He is not so good. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been cautious in everything he does. He dare not do this or that. He is always afraid of making mistakes, being beaten, being scolded, and even more afraid of causing trouble to others.

I don’t dare to trouble others, ask for help, or try anything easily.

No matter what he does, no matter how difficult it is, he will do it by himself. Even if he is covered in bruises, he will never ask for help from others.

After so many years, he has already developed a habit, and it is really difficult to change it in a short period of time.

But it’s better this way. It’s always better to be cautious in everything.