Chapter 422: The Sword Sheath's Path to a Harem

Chapter 422: The Sword Sheath's Path to a Harem

"How could this be?"

A glint of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the somber young man.

It was not his first time entering the Sword Pool, yet he had never heard of, much less witnessed, swords offering themselves so willingly.

Even for Jian Wuxia, a true disciple with the innate sword physique, the swords in the Sword Pool would only show submission and would not actively present themselves to her.

"Could it truly be that the legendary swords choose their masters?"

He pondered in confusion and wonderment.

As a swordsmanship genius of the Sky Sword Sect, he came to the Sword Pool to command the swords and issued bold statements, only to be intercepted by a cultivator of spiritual plants!

This was something his pride could not easily accept.

"Since this sword has already fallen into Junior Brother Lu Xuan's hands, I have no choice but to give up and take my leave."

The somber young man snorted coldly, turned, and entered the omnipresent fine sword energies, disappearing in mere moments.

Had the sword been without a master initially, he could have used his exquisite skills to outmatch Lu Xuan and win the sword.

However, once the sword willingly went to Lu Xuan, contending for it would change its nature.

What was once a fair competition would turn into theft.

In the Sword Pool, overseen by a Core Formation True Immortal, actively stealing a sect member's treasured possession was highly unlikely to go unnoticed, and severe punishment would likely follow.

"I didn't expect you, youngster, to have such an eye for quality."

Lu Xuan pulled the third Nebula Sword from the Profound Sword Sheath, unable to help but express his admiration.

The Nebula Sword, brimming with spirit, ranked among the top in the fourth grade of flying swords. Sensing the mystical nature of the sword sheath and the identical source of energy within, it did not confront the somber youth head-on but instead voluntarily sought refuge in the ancient sword sheath.

"It turns out that fellow sect member, although seemingly of average character, did abide by the rules within the Sword Pool. Otherwise, securing this Nebula Sword would have cost me several fourth-grade sword talismans."

Lu Xuan murmured to himself, let the sword sheath lead the way, and set off in the indicated direction.

Almost an hour passed before he found the fourth Nebula Sword.

Four Nebula Swords, with streams of nebula flowing over them, were simultaneously inserted into the ancient sword sheath, bringing pain and pleasure to it.

"Many swords in the Sword Pool, like interconnected blades or yin-yang complementing swords, and the sword formation you mentioned, have all appeared."

"They only count as one complete sword if all parts are assembled. Therefore, finding parts of it, even if they are several flying swords, counts as one slot."

Jian Wuxia explained.

"Then I'm relieved. Thank you, Sister Jian Wuxia, for clarifying my doubt."

Lu Xuan sighed in relief. Had it been against the rules, being caught by a Core Formation elder on the spot would have been quite the scene.

After the ten gathered, the column of light instantly enveloped them, and amidst a blur, they appeared in the familiar grand hall of the Sword Hall.

With five flying swords in hand, Lu Xuan went outside the Sword Hall and led a plump Wind Falcon from another Sword Hall disciple.

Sitting cross-legged on the broad, pale green wings of the Wind Falcon, feeling the howling wind rush by, he felt extremely exhilarated.

Back in his Cave Dwelling, he took out five fourth-grade flying swords from his storage bag and inserted the four Nebula Swords into the Profound Sword Sheath.

"The sword sheath initially started without any specific form of the Thunderbolt Sword Beam, followed by the third-grade Purple Thunder Sword, the fourth-grade Wind and Thunder Sword, and the mysterious green small sword."

"Now, with the fourth-grade Thunderous Sword and four Nebula Swords."

"It began its journey without wanting any relationship with flying swords."

"Gradually, it switched to a single flying sword path, allowing a certain sword to be inserted for a period to gently nourish its body."

"Then, it kept changing flying swords, until now, it has a vast array of flying swords as backups, choosing whichever it wishes to insert."

"Unknowingly, the once pure sword sheath has embarked on its path to a harem."

Lu Xuan looked at the ancient sword sheath filled to the brim, filled with emotions.

Ignoring the sword sheath and its harem of swords, Lu Xuan, carrying the Thunderous Sword, went to a secluded corner of the mountain.

Passing through the distracting pink miasma, Lu Xuan arrived in front of a bizarrely shaped bamboo.

The main stem of the bamboo was as clear as jade, and at the point where it met the spiritual soil, numerous developed roots protruded from the ground, densely packed together, each root covered in fine cracks.

As soon as Lu Xuan appeared, the cracks opened one by one, and a cacophony of strange noises flooded his ears, making him feel dizzy.

Just as Lu Xuan was about to use the Purification Mantra to calm himself, a gray vine shot out from the pink miasma, its slender roots like gray tentacles, sealing all the cracks on the bamboo roots without missing any.