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Chapter 74 What have you let go of?

Baijian Pavilion is a place with a very special status in Zixia Sword Sect.

Since Zixia Sword Sect is a sword-cultivating sect, the emphasis is on cultivating the sword well and then relying on the sword's power.

Therefore, not long after a disciple has started practicing, he will usually be assigned a spirit sword that has not been trained much. Then, each of them will hold a sword and support each other in moving forward.

But unless one ascends to become an immortal, human lifespan is limited, and is often far less long-lived than a sword.

Over time, many ownerless spiritual swords accumulated within the sect.

These spirit swords have been cultivated by the previous generation of masters, and most of them are quite powerful, so the sects are very cautious in their distribution. After all, if there is a slight mistake, it is easy for people and swords to fall out.

Generally, it is allocated first to disciples who have lost their spirit swords, and secondly to some outstanding disciples based on the potential and power of the spirit swords.

The Sword Worshiping Pavilion is where these spiritual swords are placed.

After the headmaster led Chu Lu to the place, he stopped moving forward and said, "I won't bother you from choosing a sword. You can go in by yourself. Any sword will do. There are no restrictions. As long as the other party agrees, you can take it away."

Chu Lu nodded subtly.

After all, what the master said really didn't sound like he was describing the selection of a sword.

Then Chu Lu pushed the door open and was greeted by an ancient scent of sandalwood.

Chu Lu looked around and found that the Sword Worship Pavilion was quite spacious. The walls were made of a kind of luminous bluestone, on which were engraved the deeds of the sword masters and spirit swords of all generations.

Along the edge of the wall, there are rows of exquisite sword racks. The sword racks are exquisitely crafted, and the names and introductions of the spiritual swords are engraved on them.

Chu Lu took a quick look and found that the further back the spirit sword was, the more powerful its origin was.

However, Chu Lu came with the mentality of selecting a concubine. Strength is not the key, appearance is, so he started selecting from the outside.

The one placed on the outermost side is a one-handed sword called the Yuxing Sword. The sword body seems to be made of bright stars, with starlight flowing, and the hilt is inlaid with gems.

As Chu Lu touched it, the sword spirit emerged.

He was a handsome man in a silver star robe, his hair sparkling like the Milky Way.

"Will you choose me?" The sword spirit said, "I can see that you are extremely talented and qualified to be my master."

"Yi Xiaowan?" Chu Lu asked in his heart.

"Not interested." Yi Xiaowan replied calmly.

So Chu Lu let go of the sword and touched the second sword.

It was a heavy sword named Wan Lei Ben Yin, and its sword spirit was a muscular man over two meters tall with flamboyant purple hair.

He looked at Chu Lu and laughed: "Little girl, do you want to choose me? I will protect you!"

Yi Xiaowan: “…Not interested at all!”

Chu Lu touched the third spirit sword again. This time the sword spirit was a lively and lovely girl, wearing a green dress, a wreath on her head, and a smile as warm as spring.

"The lady is so beautiful! But generally no one would choose a same-sex sword spirit, right?" Yi Xiaowan said.

Chu Lu continued to select, and after looking for more than ten, Yi Xiaowan still didn't give in.

Chu Lu was a little surprised, thinking: Is his will so strong? Has he really figured it out?

Just when Chu Lu was wondering whether he should give up, the sword spirit of the seventeenth long sword - Qingmu Changsheng Sword emerged.

The sword spirit was dressed in a black robe. He had a handsome face, but his brows were furrowed. His eyes were as deep as a pool, full of sorrow and longing. His hair was only casually fixed with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell on his cheeks.

The sword spirit looked at Chu Lu, but his eyes seemed to be looking at someone farther away and said, "I have never seen you, but I can feel your strength. I think you must be an outstanding talent that has recently appeared in our sect. I am honored that you are willing to choose me. But I am sorry that I still cannot let go of the past and cannot go with you. Please choose someone else."

Chu Lu asked in his heart: "What about this?"

Yi Xiaowan: "..." After a long time without any response, Chu Lu asked again and again: "Yi Xiaowan? Yi Xiaowan! Answer me, did you hear me?"

Yi Xiaowan suddenly woke up: "Ah? Ah? What?"

"I asked you what do you think of this sword?"

"No, no, not interested."

"Really?" Chu Lu questioned, "Why do I feel like something is wrong with you? Are you wavering?"

"No! No!" Yi Xiaowan said firmly: "My heart is as strong as iron, it is indestructible!"

Chu Lu thought: No, no, no, you are obviously shaken, right? Come to think of it, I didn't react at all before...

Chu Lu was thinking while looking at the sword spirit in front of him, and suddenly he remembered the broken sword in the toilet. He found that there were quite a few similarities between the two, and suddenly reacted.

——Wait, this guy wouldn’t be into this, right?

Chu Lu decided to give it a test, and then he specifically picked out several spirit swords that had experienced particularly tragic experiences. They were all deeply in love with their previous owners, who then died suddenly and were unable to get over the tragedy.

The sword spirits that emerged were more decadent, more broken, and more fragile than the last.

And Yi Xiaowan's tone of denial became increasingly weaker.

After rejecting a spirit sword that had become withdrawn and fragile due to long-term imprisonment and abuse by its first master due to bad luck in its early years, and was finally reformed and saved by its previous master, and then watched its master being torn into pieces in front of her and on the verge of collapse, Yi Xiaowan almost had no strength to speak.

"Look, look!" Yi Xiaowan said, "One, one, one... not shaken at all!"

Chu Lu: “…”

——Are you kidding me? You've almost shaken my brain, and you still say it's not shaken!

Chu Lu was confirmed that his previous worries were correct.

This guy is not really renounce love and desire!
Chu Lu thought: I still have to find her a spiritual sword. But none of the ones here work, which is a bit troublesome.

Afterwards, he left the Sword Worship Pavilion, and the headmaster who was waiting at the door immediately asked, "How is it going? Who did you choose?"

Chu Lu shook his head: "None of them are suitable. Maybe I have to look outside. Master, do you have any suggestions?"

"Neither of them are suitable?" The headmaster frowned and asked, "What kind do you want?"

Chu Lu replied: "He is severely traumatized physically and mentally, and mentally fragile, the type that would break if you put a little more force on him."

Sect Leader: “???”

He was a little confused. He thought Chu Lu was not satisfied with the strength or nature of the spiritual sword in the sect, but it turned out that he was not satisfied with the aesthetics!

"Well... Xiaowan, we sword practitioners should pay more attention to our inner qualities." The head of the sect said tactfully.

"I can't help it. I just like it. I like it very much and I will never compromise on this aspect." Chu Lu said seriously.

In his mind, Yi Xiaowan covered her face and defended herself: "No, no, I'm not!"

Leader: "..."

"Okay, okay." He thought that since Chu Lu was practicing the Empty Spirit Root Technique, he didn't really need a spirit sword. He thought for a while and said, "It is said that a cultivator's tomb has appeared in the Dongzhou area, and there is a spirit sword guarding the tomb. The spirit sword is so loyal, I think it must have been tortured by the death of its master. Maybe it meets your requirements..."

"Okay, then I'll go take a look." Chu Lu said decisively: "If it's still not suitable, I'll continue to look around. I may not be able to return to the sect for a while."

"It's okay, you can go wherever you want, we are watching over the sect."

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)