The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 121 - 114: Xu Ziqing, Sword Attendant!

"Don’t give up, don’t give up, there is still a chance..." he mumbled all the way, like someone possessed.

Unfortunately, reality is that cruel.

He soon reached the end of the stone steps.

Further up is the summit of Hidden Spirit Mountain.

The young man looked back, gazing at the series of stone steps below.

An overwhelming dizziness suddenly swept over him.

The mountain wind blew, making him feel like he was teetering on the edge.

Beyond, there was only the sword left by the Dao Ancestor.

The young man once dreamed grand dreams.

But now with the sword so close at hand, all he could think was: "Are you worthy?"

Xu Ziqing gazed at the sky with a desolate expression, and the taut string in his heart suddenly snapped.

The evil sword at the mountain’s peak continuously guided his mind.

It was like a devil that bewitched the heart.

It kept pushing Xu Ziqing, driving him to the edge of the cliff.

And then, it let him fall into a helpless abyss.

In Xu Ziqing’s mind, a stream of images began to emerge.

They included Chu Huaixu’s usual kindness towards him and past memories with his family.

In addition, the scene of his family’s massacre resurfaced, and the disappointed look of his senior brother that he imagined...

The heart demon kept sprouting, growing incessantly.

These scenes alternated repeatedly in his mind, hammering at his heart.

The rules of Hidden Spirit Mountain dictate that one can only move forward, not retreat.

Clearly, the young man had no way back. He could only take one more step forward, but he hesitated, standing there blankly, with growing inner torment.

The sense of fragmentation within him was about to overflow.

At the foot of the mountain, Chu Huaixu watched this scene, frowning deeply.

"Xiaoxu’s current mindset has a big problem!" He was somewhat worried.

He immediately asked the surrounding Great Cultivators: "Sect Leader, Elders, is Xiaoxu... ahem, is Xu Ziqing alright now? Will he fall into demon paths and leave hidden dangers?"

Li Chunsong waved his hand, responding first: "You should know best how tightly the sword on the mountain is sealed; otherwise, how could you still be bouncing around alive?"

"The power it can exert is actually very minimal; its greatest might was the spiritual pressure directed at you earlier."

"Xu Ziqing is in his current state purely because his attachment runs too deep; this is a hurdle he must inevitably overcome on his cultivation path."

"Either overcome the heart demon or slay the enemy, achieving clarity of mind."

"He is indeed being tempted, but that force is not particularly strong."

"Once he descends the mountain, a few calming spirit pills will suffice, you needn’t worry too much." Li Chunsong explained.

Hearing this, Chu Huaixu finally felt at ease.

He looked up towards the mountain and thought: "It seems everything is really destined?"

"Will he ultimately reach the end of the steps and reach that sword?"

As he was pondering this, Xu Ziqing on the mountain suddenly moved.

Originally with his head down, he suddenly raised it.

Because as he was mired in endless despair, a thread of guidance came from the summit of Hidden Spirit Mountain.

A faint power was guiding him.

Or perhaps... calling?

It wanted him to approach it.

What was on the summit of Hidden Spirit Mountain, how could he not know?

In your darkest moment, the strongest object in the world calls out to you, asking you to go and grasp it! Grasp this world’s most powerful sword!

Human desires will be infinitely magnified!

The entire Hidden Spirit Mountain began to tremble slightly.

But, it was different from the previous earthquake.

Before, the sword was angry.

Now, the sword was excited! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

For a thousand years, a full thousand years, it had been locked on the mountain.

It finally awaited the one destined for it.

The Bronze Sword hovered high, guiding the entire mountain, causing the tremors to grow stronger.

It remained lofty, looking down from above.

With an overlooking demeanor, it awaited the young man to step forward, to become its...

-- Sword Attendant!

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