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Chapter 237 Tempering My Sword Soul

Hundreds of golden threads converge into a glittering river.

The center of the river is Duxing River.

Faced with unknown changes, she took off directly on the spot, suspended in mid-air, and then lowered her head to look at the current situation.

The entire earth vein trembled violently, and golden light burst out from the ground, condensing into ten sharp blades in mid-air, with faint tiger patterns appearing on the blades.

When the golden light completely condensed into a sharp blade, ten streams of light rushed towards her.

Du Xinghe reflexively activated the Zhenwu Incarnation Technique.

Hide if you can.

If you can't avoid it, just bear with it.

The golden blade smashed into her body, and together with the protective energy of the Zhenwu Incarnation Technique, it created waves of lake green light. The two forces collided, making a teeth-grinding sound - she didn't know if it was Du Xinghe's illusion, but when the golden blade touched the green light, it hesitated for a moment in a very human way.

Of the ten golden blades, only one pierced through her Zhenwu Incarnation Technique.

But just after passing through the green shield, it hit a wall on her dragon scales, which were comparable to a top-grade defensive magic weapon.

The golden river surging below suddenly stopped, like a solidified gold bar.

The menacing golden blade never appeared again.

Everything was silent except for the sound of Su Yan's body bleeding in front of her.

"Why aren't you moving?"

Du Xinghe wondered.

She felt that the movement of the White Tiger Gold Vein should not be underestimated, so she mobilized all her spiritual power to deal with it. The spiritual power condensed around her body was as if it had substance... Not only were the veins glowing in the entire basin, she was also shrouded in bursts of golden light, looking more like the Sun God than the Nine Yang Sect's leader, Rilun Zhenjun.

After a while, a huge shadow slowly gathered from the golden vein.

This shadow is so large that it is difficult to see exactly what it looks like with the naked eye.

Du Xinghe's spiritual consciousness spread out, and his vision was no longer limited to his eyes.

What she sensed was the purest murderous intent in the world.

The ancient battlefield in the boundless abyss is mixed with the resentment of many corpse soldiers. Fear, anger, despair and even homesickness are the obsessions of countless corpse soldiers who cannot find peace on the battlefield. It is not pure, but it is like a raging fire that tempers her heart of Tao.

As the shadow gradually solidified, earth-shaking changes occurred around it.

A touch of deep blue enveloped the sky and earth. Among the starry sky, more than 700 selected stars lit up at the same time, forming the outline of a tiger pouncing forward.

The remains of all the spirit beasts resonated and vibrated.

"Kui, Lou, Wei, Mao..."

Du Xinghe stepped on the rusty star sand under her feet. Starlight poured down from the stars, outlining the outline of a tiger in the void. She counted the positions of the seven stars and understood in her heart: "I killed the cultivator you chose, do you want to come and vent his anger?"

She remembered that Su Yan was a cultivator who had been favored by the White Tiger.

It’s not that she deliberately remembered it, but the Nine Yang Sect loved to publicize this point too much.

The white tiger shadow stared at her.

"You think too highly of this loser. I just looked at him a little too much."

It pushed the fallen Su Yan to the side with disgust.

It seemed as if what it had abandoned was not the young hero praised by everyone in the Jiuyang Sect, but a toy that disappointed it.

Tiger claws are extremely ferocious and sharper than any other weapon in the world.

In just a moment, the hero turned into hero fragments.

Du Xinghe: “Ah.”

"You look a little regretful."

"I still have a use for his remains."

When it heard the swordsman in front of it talking about the usefulness of the corpse of its own kind in a very regretful tone, its round tiger pupils turned into a vertical line.

Du Xinghe said nonchalantly, "He must have had a lot of magic weapons and spiritual stones on him, but you turned them all into dust."

"They are all cheap stuff."

As an ancient mythical beast, even if it is just a shadow that descends, its vision is extremely high.

It cast a disapproving look at her: "It shouldn't be worthy of your eyes."

Du Xinghe was surprised that it thought so highly of her.

Su Yan's luck in the first half of his life was quite good. The magic weapons he used to block several of her attacks just now were all good things.

She only said: "When I was a casual cultivator, I was poor and couldn't walk when I saw good things."

Du Xinghe thought this statement was reasonable, but she saw shock on Baihu's face.

It rubbed its front paws on the ground, as if it was organizing its thoughts.

After a while, it asked: "Why is Xuanwu so harsh to you? I didn't expect it to be so stingy."

Du Xinghe was startled.

"Last time this guy tried to kill you with my power, and I almost offended him," Baihu said, "It's not that I'm afraid of Xuanwu, it's just that it's embarrassing to see him when you look down. Besides, I never bully the younger ones."

Du Xinghe understood.

In the underwater temple of all things, when Xuanwu responded to her, it seemed that he left a mark on her.

When a being of the same level as White Tiger saw it, he knew it was a follower of Black Tortoise and showed mercy.

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Of course, now she is facing Su Yan...

Even if he took out some rare magic weapon, there was no need for him to show mercy.

"So you woke me up, why?"

The cold and murderous eyes stared at her.

As a fellow swordsman, what does she want to get from it?

The scrutinizing gaze from the ancient mythical beast, even if it was just a phantom, carried with it an enormous, unspeakable pressure, as if a knife was pressing against the soul.

"Uh,"

Du Xinghe was very sincere: "Actually I just wanted to kill him, but I didn't expect to alarm you."

"..."

White Tiger: "Don't you know that you need to use the blood of a cultivator to summon me and receive my test?"

Du Xinghe shook his head blankly.

The beast's eyes narrowed slightly, as if it was investigating something.

After a while, Baihu discovered that what the swordsman said was actually the truth!

She really knew nothing, so she rushed in with a sword in hand and killed another monk who really wanted to pray for the White Tiger to temper his sword.

"You Sword Sect people are always so reckless."

"I don't have a sword in my hand, how do you know I am a swordsman?"

The stars in the sky glowed with a cold light, and the surroundings seemed to be a bottomless abyss. The two people in it both condensed the coldest murderous intent. Even under the reflection of the bright moonlight, no warm human touch could be seen.

Du Xinghe stretched out his hand, but his palm was empty.

"Although I smell the breath of a real dragon in you, your soul is still the outline of a swordsman."

White Tiger said.

It stared at the girl for a moment, but eventually lost interest. "Since you didn't bring a sword, you can't temper it. Even if you pass my test, it's useless... It's a pity for this night when Taibai penetrates the sun."

It turns out that this is the function of the white tiger phantom in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Beasts.

No wonder it was hidden so well by the Nine Yang Sect.

The White Tiger dominates the way of killing, and its evil spirit can penetrate the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Before she quit the sect, Du Xinghe had heard a lecture by the sword master of the Nine Yang Sect, who said that sword cultivators should hide their swords first and then sharpen their swords. She had always thought that this statement was just like cultivating one's mind, which was all about idealistic stream of consciousness. She had never thought that deep in the sect, there was something that could sharpen the sword's edge.

The number one sword sect in Pingyun Continent does have some story behind it.

"Is the sword the only thing you can temper?"

"Other weapons are also acceptable."

"Then I—"

Du Xinghe condensed a pale golden dragon claw in his empty hand: "I have a body of dragon scales, can you please temper them for me as well, Senior?"

White Tiger: "..."

Baihu: "When you go to the sword forge, do you also ask the furnace keeper if you can jump in and take a bath?"