The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 86 - 83: Insulting That Sword

Upon hearing the system prompt, Chu Huaixu felt satisfied.

One of the reasons he climbed Hidden Spirit Mountain again this time was to see if this passive quest could be triggered repeatedly.

There was no other way; how could he resist when the Bronze Sword’s person was so high?

The higher its person, based on his understanding of "Borrowed Sword," the greater the chance of triggering the quest again!

"I just wonder if the quest rewards will decrease?" he thought to himself.

For Chu Huaixu, his greed was mainly not focused on experience points, but on that 1 point of [Random Special Attribute Points].

30,000 experience points, for him in the First Realm, was indeed a huge fortune.

But compared to the random attribute points, it was nothing.

Therefore, he rushed up the mountain in such haste, not even glancing at the spiritual artifacts on the roadside.

According to the sect’s rules, one could only obtain one spiritual artifact, and not just one artifact per mountain ascent...

With the help of that black bead, he had already "bought one, got one free," so he was already content in that regard.

With the quest in hand, Chu Huaixu was even more motivated.

As he continued ascending one step at a time, the tremors of the entire Hidden Spirit Mountain grew increasingly intense.

Such earth-shattering power left Han Shuangjiang at the foot of the mountain dumbfounded.

She could never have imagined that a single sword could achieve such a degree?

And yet, Chu Huaixu, truly oppressed by its spiritual pressure, was filled with determination.

"If it could break through the Dao Ancestor’s seal, it would have long since rushed out over this millennium!"

"Crashing against the seal here is nothing but bravado, just looking fierce!"

A mocking smile appeared on his face: "Or should I say, are you now raging impotently!"

On either side of the stone steps, more and more heavy objects began rolling downward due to the earthquakes.

In some places, the soil was cracking as a result!

The spiritual artifacts on the mountain were all protected by arrays and were therefore not knocked down the mountain, as any displacement would be restored by the array.

However, at this moment, those feeling panic on the mountain were not just sword spirits.

The vast majority of the artifact spirits began feeling fear.

Because they could faintly sense the terrifying spiritual pressure at the peak of the mountain!

All the spiritual artifacts began to tremble.

Even at the foot of the mountain, the [Zhegu Heaven] was no exception.

However, as Han Shuangjiang looked down at it, she couldn’t help but feel it seemed somewhat conflicted?

"It seems to fear the sword on the mountain yet also wants to... help the dead fox?"

The Big Ice Cube was now completely convinced.

She could now be certain if [Zhegu Heaven] had to choose between the two, it would unhesitatingly fall into the embrace of that dead fox!

Despite this, the cold-faced girl still turned to Li Chunsong with a worried expression and asked:

"Sixth Elder, are you sure this won’t cause trouble?"

Li Chunsong shook his head, indicating there was no need to worry.

But his next words offered little consolation.

"If the Dao Ancestor’s seal can still restrain this sword, then Chu Huaixu should be safe."

"But if the seal can no longer contain that sword, then no matter who helps him, it would be meaningless."

Up to now, no one knew what Chu Huaixu was doing on the mountain.

No one could figure out his purpose.

Only Han Shuangjiang could vaguely guess something.

Because when Chu Huaixu brushed past her, she saw the blazing anger in his eyes!

"He is actually angry at that sword?"

"He actually dares to feel anger towards that sword?"

The Big Ice Cube realized she’d still somewhat underestimated his courage and determination.

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"Ah—!"

With a roar, Chu Huaixu stepped onto the last stone step, reaching the peak of Hidden Spirit Mountain.

The winds at the summit were as turbulent as ever.

With only four stone pillars here and a giant stone stele engraved with the words "Gentleman," there was simply no way to block the surrounding winds.

Chu Huaixu was in such a miserable state, once again bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Even after leveling up, it’s still not enough," he thought.

At this moment, he wanted to raise his sleeve to wipe away the bloodstains on his face, but even such a simple action required enormous effort.

Ultimately, he smeared his face in a mess and had to wipe again.

The Bronze Sword remained suspended high above, looking down on him with an aloof gaze.

Chu Huaixu now somewhat understood why generations of Sword Venerables of the Sword Sect would come up the mountain to challenge the sword.

Moreover, even after losing, they would return after growing stronger.

"Because it’s really so insufferable!" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

The undisguised arrogance and disdain were almost overflowing.

It still wanted to make Chu Huaixu submit to it.

Even though, due to multiple restrictions, it could only release spiritual pressure to such an extent, unable to directly force him to kneel down, let alone prostrate.

But seeing him bleeding from all orifices, covered in dust and dirt, with a body barely able to withstand it, the sword felt a sense of satisfaction!

On him, there was the same power as that person.

The Bronze Sword could obtain a feeling of revenge.

Under the shroud of spiritual pressure, Chu Huaixu took a deep breath.

He stared straight at the sword, his eyes bloodshot, muttering to himself.

"Shall we go again?" he asked the Heart Sword.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, that black Little Sword conveyed its will.

A diseased sword, yet indomitable!

Chu Huaixu painstakingly moved forward, his fingertips reaching to touch the hovering Bronze Sword.

In the next instant, as expected, he was once again sent flying.

This time, he was blown even further and higher, hitting the ground even harder.

"Boom—!" He landed on his back.

Despite this, Chu Huaixu wore a smile, though due to his twisted features, the smile was rather ugly.

Being blown further, naturally, did not mean the Bronze Sword was stronger.

It was because he and the Heart Sword had become stronger, so the degree of recoil increased.

Aside from that, Chu Huaixu once again heard the system’s notification sound.

"[Ding! Congratulations, you have completed the task—Sword Spirit’s Suppression.]"

The high-ranking members of the Daoist Sect were completely bewildered at this moment.

The sword attendant spoken of in the Daoist Ancestor’s Proverbs didn’t seem interested in attending to the sword at all...

In fact, his personal will was the exact opposite of this matter!

Sect Leader Xiang Yan had already decided that if Chu Huaixu could actually take the sword on his second climb, fulfilling the Dao Ancestor’s prophecy, he would approve it even if it broke the rules of Hidden Spirit Mountain.

But now, it appeared that they were incompatible like water and fire.

Sure enough, Chu Huaixu climbed to his feet with difficulty on the mountain.

Since crossing over, he had never been as embarrassed as today.

And what kind of person he really was might be best understood by the body of patrol officer Xue Hu, who lay dead in the rain on the first day he crossed over.

Chu Huaixu stared at the sword and said:

"Thank you indeed, I just had a breakthrough of the First Heaven."

His voice was hoarse and a bit unclear.

But such words were undoubtedly unwelcome to the Bronze Sword that wanted to kill him.

The entire Hidden Spirit Mountain continued to tremble.

"I wonder, have you made any progress after being sealed by the Dao Ancestor on this mountain for a thousand years?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire mountain shook even more violently!

This tiny ant dared to speak so rudely, dared to provoke like this!

Chu Huaixu stood on the quake-torn mountain peak and took a sudden step forward.

The next moment, his skin cracked open in various places, large lumps emerged on his body, yet the Spiritual Qi of the world rushed towards him like crazy!

His aura kept rising!

Even though the pain from the spiritual pressure grew increasingly severe in every part of his body, his entire black robe was soaked with sweat and blood!

Upon climbing the mountain again, he broke through another realm!

With one step, he entered the First Realm Third Heaven!

Chu Huaixu was well aware that although the sword had not progressed in the thousand years, it was still the strongest since the Dao Ancestor’s ascension.

Seeing him break through on the spot, it would only see this as another new provocation, but an ant was still just an ant.

First Realm Second Heaven and First Realm Third Heaven were both extremely weak.

Yet he still chose to do so.

Because Chu Huaixu knew all too well how much this sword hated the Dao Ancestor!

Then let it see how the power from the same source as the Dao Ancestor is growing and flourishing within me!

The Bronze Sword hovered in the air, watching as cracks appeared on Chu Huaixu’s body and then healed rapidly at an astonishing speed.

Exactly like that Daoist...

In an instant, the vibrations of Hidden Spirit Mountain became even more intense, as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse!

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Man and sword stood in confrontation for a long time.

Chu Huaixu quietly felt his flesh recovering, felt his realm gradually stabilizing.

This time, he stayed longer on the mountaintop than last time.

He turned his gaze towards the massive stone stele beside the Bronze Sword.

The top of the stele was engraved with two large characters—Gentleman.

At the base of this stele, there was a groove containing a carving knife.

The tiny characters densely packed at the bottom of the stele were likely inscribed by subsequent visitors using this carving knife.

Some of the characters were inscribed by Daoist disciples who had entered the Junzi Temple.

Others were from Sword Venerables who came here to seek the way of the sword.

These inscriptions had no pattern; some wrote what they wanted to say, others simply added text using the word "Gentleman" at the top.

Like the previous Sword Venerable who came up the mountain seeking the way of the sword and inscribed four words on the stele—’The Gentleman is Unbeaten!’

Later, a Daoist Junior Martial Uncle also came and, after his defeat, inscribed behind those four words: "Defeated is defeated."

Quite a bit of mischief it seems!

The current Sword Venerable of the Sword Sect also visited seeking the sword three years ago.

After his defeat, he held the carving knife, stood before the stele, and ultimately wrote nothing.

Under the cover of spiritual pressure, Chu Huaixu struggled to walk to the side of the stele, then took the carving knife from the groove at the base.

This action caused the high-ranking members of the Daoist Sect to be momentarily dazed.

But that didn’t really break any rules.

Anyone who could reach the peak had the right to inscribe here.

"What does he want to carve?" Chu Yinyin couldn’t help but speak.

"It looks like he’s going to fill in words on the Gentleman Stele?" Nangong Yue also said.

Today’s Chu Huaixu, with a black robe soaked in blood, was a sight she could hardly bear to see.

Everyone else shared some degree of curiosity, just like them.

As a result, due to the spiritual pressure, Chu Huaixu’s hand holding the carving knife occasionally twitched.

He couldn’t hold it steadily, nor carve steadily.

Thus, each character he inscribed looked exceedingly ugly, laughable like chicken scratches.

Chu Huaixu carved very slowly; just standing here straight demanded all his strength, let alone holding the carving knife to carve.

Latterly, he simply gripped the carving knife with both hands, just to carve clearly enough for the words to be vaguely recognizable.

After a long time, Chu Huaixu finally left eight characters on the stele.

It was a phrase not found in the Profound Yellow Realm, originally from ’Guanzi’.

Everything he encountered today was gifted by this sword!

The high-ranking members of the Daoist Sect watched with wide eyes as this person, whom they identified as the sword attendant, inscribed such a phrase on the Gentleman Stele.

This young man seemed to find an outlet at this moment, as he shouted out this phrase with his hoarse voice at the top of his lungs, crazily.

His voice echoed around the summit of Hidden Spirit Mountain, seemingly immutable in the divine realm, as if reaching heavenly ears.

——"A gentleman commands things, not the other way around!!"

Chu Huaixu, using the last of his strength, hurled the carving knife onto the ground, and then crushed the pass token by his waist.

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(ps: Third update, six consecutive days of ten thousand words, asking for monthly votes!)