Chapter 617: Sakura Sleep Sword
Once the onlooking disciples dispersed, Young Master Sang relaxed against Gu Yingmian’s lap and said leisurely,
“Let’s set some ground rules first. Can we skip the whole ‘grind me for a week’ thing? I genuinely just want to relax.”
“What? Does Young Master Sang think I’m some thirsty woman?”
Gu Yingmian chuckled, playfully stroking his cheek, “Don’t worry. I understand the concept of not depleting resources.”
“I just wanted to ask about the Qingping Fusheng Sword,” he said.
Young Master Sang blinked, realization dawning. Since discovering he was the First Deity/Demon, many pieces began falling into place.
For instance, the mask mode was not a gift from Nian Nian but power that belonged to him.
After all, omniscience and omnipotence, even if divided, were still his rules. The powers they both wielded, he could use just as well.
That’s why he could reclaim and use the all-powerful energy in mask mode.
Yet, the Qingping Fusheng Sword was… different.
Young Master Sang could feel it. The Qingping Fusheng Sword was definitely a sword technique at the rules level. As long as Gu Yingmian hadn’t fully grasped the sword path rules, she could never compare to it.
However, the Qingping Fusheng Sword felt distinct, not quite aligning with either sword path rules or the all-powerful rules.
“I can sense I have totally hit the ceiling of my swordsmanship in this world,” he stated.
Gu Yingmian looked down at Young Master Sang enjoying her lap, replying softly, “But even so, it still can’t compare to the Qingping Fusheng Sword.”
“I want to know, am I on the wrong path, or has the Qingping Fusheng Sword truly reached the level I’ve been dreaming of?”
Young Master Sang pondered, “Honestly, I can’t say for sure to Gu Jie this question.”
“The Qingping Fusheng Sword has indeed reached the level of rules, but what kind of rules? I have no clue.”
Logically, he should only possess the powers of omniscience and omnipotence.
But the Qingping Fusheng Sword neither belonged to Nian Nian nor Yan Rouwan.
He even felt that if he truly had to face those primordial deities, the Qingping Fusheng Sword might be the only means to resist them.
“However, I believe that’s not important.”
“Gu Jie is undoubtedly on the right path,” Young Master Sang said, looking up at her. “Your swordsmanship isn’t incapable of making strides; rather, the world’s limiting rules essentially only belong to Senior Sister Yan’s omnipotence, preventing you from grasping the true sword path rules.”
Gu Yingmian’s beautiful eyes briefly lit up but then dimmed again, “Then… doesn’t that mean I’ll never achieve supreme mastery in swordsmanship in this lifetime?”
“Not at all.”
Young Master Sang chuckled, “If Gu Jie wants, I can take you out of the Abyss Realm to see the outside world.”
“During my visit to the Falling Red Realm, I saw just how vast and expansive the outside world truly is, especially with the abundance of spiritual energy and countless sparkling rules.”
“With Gu Jie’s talent, I’m sure that once you leave the Abyss Realm, it won’t take long for you to fully comprehend the sword path rules and achieve the next realm.”
Gu Yingmian’s eyes glimmered a bit, but soon fell again, “But now, the disaster caused by the primordial deities hasn’t been resolved, I can’t simply go out. Otherwise, it would just cause more trouble for you.”
“Well… it’s not exactly safe to go out right now.”
Young Master Sang thought for a moment before suddenly saying, “But I have a gift I can give to Gu Jie.”
Gu Yingmian blinked in confusion.
Young Master Sang stood up and picked up her sword from beside her.
Since handing the Dream Jun Sword to Young Master Sang, Gu Yingmian had been using this long sword chosen from the Sword Hidden Pavilion.
This sword had quite a history. It was the first sword Gu Yingmian crafted when young, learning sword-smithing and swordsmanship from her master.
Back then, the young Gu Yingmian hadn’t thought much and simply named the sword “Yingmian” after herself.
After all, it was her first sword she forged with her own hands. Although its quality was poor, not much better than a firewood knife, it held significant sentimental value.
Over the years, as her cultivation improved and her understanding of swordsmanship deepened, she reforged the Yingmian Sword several times.
But even at her most satisfied, the sword’s quality was still only decent, barely making it a good sword.
Moreover, after inheriting the Sword Flower Palace, Gu Yingmian obtained the Dream Jun Sword, so the Yingmian Sword had been left to slumber in the Sword Hidden Pavilion, gradually forgotten.
Now that she had given the Dream Jun Sword to Young Master Sang, she had taken it out as her weapon again.
“Yingmian Sword… what’s wrong?”
Seeing Gu Yingmian’s puzzled expression, Young Master Sang examined the sword closely before suddenly chuckling, “The butterfly patterns on the hilt truly match Gu Jie’s aesthetic.”
Gu Yingmian’s face flushed slightly, and she mumbled shyly, “Well, I was just a kid back then…”
“Who wouldn’t love pretty butterflies as a little girl?”
Young Master Sang watched her adorably bashful demeanor and couldn’t help but smile.
“In fact, this sword is actually more suitable for Gu Jie than the Dream Jun Sword.”
“After all, the Dream Jun Sword’s core material is Earthly Tomb Immortal Iron, part of omnipotence, inherently attached to omnipotent rules.”
“Under those rule influences, it’s harder for Gu Jie to comprehend the true sword path rules.”
“While the Yingmian Sword, being crafted by Gu Jie herself, doesn’t need years of nourishment like the Dream Jun Sword to achieve a unity of thought and spirit.”
“That may be true,” Gu Yingmian sighed lightly, “but it’s forged from common iron; its limits are capped.”
“Just fully carrying my sword intent alone is enough to make the Yingmian Sword on the verge of breaking; I can’t expect too much from it.”
“But what if,” Young Master Sang suddenly said, “I have a method to elevate its grade to match the Dream Jun Sword?”
Gu Yingmian paused, momentarily taken aback.
“I remember that Gu Jie’s sect aims to forge a transcendent treasure sword beyond rules, right?”
“Initially, the expectation was on the Dream Jun Sword, but ultimately, Earthly Tomb Immortal Iron is tied to omnipotent rules and doesn’t resonate with sword path rules.”
“So, what if the Yingmian Sword has the chance to surpass the Dream Jun Sword and evolve into a divine weapon that can carry sword path rules?”
Gu Yingmian remained silent for a long time before slowly shaking her head, “…unlikely.”
“Not to mention the Abyss Realm can’t sense complete sword path rules; even the materials capable of bearing rule energies are not something the Abyss Realm can find—”
“I never said we had to forge this sword in the Abyss Realm,” Young Master Sang replied with a smile, lightly tearing open a rift in space.
Gu Yingmian stared blankly as a hand exactly like Young Master Sang’s reached out from the crack, grasping the Yingmian Sword.
From the rift, Young Master Sang’s voice echoed, “I have a clone sneaking around outside right now.”
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