Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Before my injuries had fully healed, I packed my things and headed down the mountain.

First, I was afraid Ji Haitang would ask me to chip in for her ceremony after becoming Chief Disciple.

Second, there had always been a doubt in my heart. I had to return to the abyss where I had picked up the Muyuan Sword and take another look.

Back then, I had been chasing down a demonic beast that was terrorizing the common people, only to accidentally get struck by its poisonous needle.

The beast was slain, but the poison had sunk into my bones and flared up.

In my weakened state, I had taken one wrong step and fallen into a sealed abyss at the bottom of a pond.

That abyss was strange.

If I had been an ordinary swordsman, I never would have been able to enter through the seal.

But when I circulated my qi using the Sacred Sword Sect’s mental cultivation method, I could come and go as I pleased.

The process of purging the poison was unimaginably perilous, and I recuperated in that abyss for a very long time.

Fortunately, there had always been a wisp of sword intent protecting me.

It even lent me a hand when I was at my weakest.

After I recovered, I wanted to find the source of that sword intent.

The moment I looked up, I saw the Muyuan Sword in the pond.

To repay the favor, I rescued the Muyuan Sword.

I took him with me to uphold justice, roam the martial world, and even made him famous as the number one divine sword under heaven.

But only I knew the truth.

The Muyuan Sword was not actually that powerful.

In fact, on many occasions, he could not withstand my internal energy at all.

So why would anyone spend so much effort setting up an abyssal seal to lock away a sword with no truly terrifying destructive power at the bottom of a pond?

Originally, it was only a lingering suspicion in my heart.

But after I was injured this time and Mu Yuan’s sword intent entered my body, I became seventy to eighty percent certain that Mu Yuan was not the sword that had saved me back then.

There were other swords at the bottom of the pond.

Following my memories from back then, I arrived at that small pond.

At first glance, it looked no different from any ordinary river pool.

But as long as one used the Sacred Sword Sect’s inner sect mental cultivation method, one could see the massive seal covering the entire surface of the pond.

I walked to the bottom of the pond.

Everything here was still exactly as it had been.

And that was precisely the strangest part.

If the sealed sword were gone, then this sealing formation should have collapsed and vanished as well.

But it was still here.

That could only mean my guess was correct.

I recited a mental incantation and searched for the strongest fluctuation of sword intent at the bottom of the pond.

The instant I closed my eyes, I sensed something rapidly approaching me.

Not one strand of sword intent.

Two!

My eyes snapped open.

Two sword souls, one male and one female with similar features, appeared right in front of me.

The female sword soul smiled with narrowed eyes, tilting her head curiously as she studied me.

The other, a male sword soul, had little expression. He simply stared straight at me.

The curious one was extremely excited, her vertical pupils like those of a she-beast. “Brother, you guessed right. She really came back.”

Hearing that form of address, I found it a little strange.

These days, even sword souls came in brother-sister pairs?

The older brother’s expression was indifferent as he spoke the most arrogant words in the most ordinary tone.

“It is not strange. Because under heaven, the only swords worthy of her are us.”

“And the only swordsman worthy of us is her.”

“Unfortunately, she was blind back then and left with a piece of junk that only managed to give birth to a sword soul after absorbing spiritual energy from the two of us.”

As he spoke, the two of them moved to stand on my left and right.

The older brother merely held my wrist, frowning as he examined the calluses the Muyuan Sword had left on my right hand.

The younger sister, however, had practically draped her entire self over me.

She lowered her head and leaned into the hollow of my neck.

Then she suddenly caught scent of something, and her whole body went rigid for an instant.

“You were injured by that junk sword too?”

At that, the older brother’s nose twitched slightly, and his frown deepened.

“I had intended to keep him around for chopping melons and vegetables. But now it seems breaking him would be better.”

The younger sister’s vertical pupils gradually turned red.

She swiftly grabbed my hand and said, “Then let’s not waste time. Form a contract with us at once, and then we can go cut down that sword.”

Me: “Huh? We’re forming a contract right after meeting?”

I cast my gaze toward the older brother.

I hoped he would rein her in.

Who knew?

That one look of mine seemed to make him misunderstand something.

Not only did he fail to stop her, he grabbed my other hand along with his sister, preparing to prick my fingertip for blood and form the contract.

“She is right.”

“Form the contract immediately.”

Me: “?”

Hello? Does anyone here care about my wishes at all?