Chapter 2569: Stop!

Chapter 2569: Chapter 2569: Stop!

The entrance to the Sword Tomb lay just behind Sword Mountain, within a hidden secret realm.

The people of the Baili Family did not enter together with Ye Haochuan; only Chen Qiwen went in with him.

Her weapon had been damaged in the battle with Baili Zhu, so she’d been specially approved to come in and choose a new weapon.

This "special approval" sounded casual, but anyone with eyes could see it must have been something Baili Jin had begged for his daughter with every possible effort.

Chen Qiwen’s talent was not weak; after cultivating for only a few short years, she had caught up to heights that others could not reach even after decades, or even hundreds of years.

This time, she had even successfully received from Ye Haochuan a Universe God-Melting Pill, achieving Demi-God Cultivation.

And that wasn’t all. The Netherworld Disaster Fruit that Ye Haochuan had given to Baili Jin had also been shared with his daughter without the slightest hesitation.

The Chen Qiwen of now was no longer someone ordinary geniuses could match.

Thus, Baili Wu did not object to letting the Baili Family have a genius step into the Sword Tomb.

The two walked hand in hand into the Sword Tomb, and immediately felt a chill sword qi rush toward them, making one’s skin crawl.

Within that chilling sword qi, besides sword intent, there seemed to be a kind of desolate emotion contained, so that everyone who came into contact with it could feel a stubborn, unwilling loneliness.

Ye Haochuan was utterly shaken, hurriedly lifting his eyes to look.

The Sword Tomb appeared to be a sealed cave-dwelling, its ground and walls crammed with all kinds of swords, so many that the eye could not take them all in.

Ye Haochuan could clearly feel that that unwillingness came entirely from these swords.

These swords had all once known years of glory; countless experts, far beyond the reach of ordinary men’s aspirations, had died beneath their blades.

Back then, their fame had spread far and wide, making who knew how many people turn pale at the mere sound of their names.

Yet now, all their masters had passed away in various ways, leaving them behind in this lightless grave.

These treasure swords had long since gained spirit; they too possessed the sorrow of no longer being able to gallop through the Worldly Society.

Perhaps affected by the emotions of these swords, Ye Haochuan’s own mood unconsciously grew heavy.

"Hurry up and choose a sword."

Ye Haochuan urged; he truly didn’t want to linger too long in such a gloomy atmosphere.

Chen Qiwen nodded lightly, her beautiful eyes sweeping around once, yet not pausing on any one sword.

"What’s wrong, none you like?"

Ye Haochuan asked in puzzlement.

Chen Qiwen took a deep breath and said a little disappointedly, "Father said, the best sword isn’t necessarily the strongest, but the one that fits you the most. These swords, strong they may be, yet not a single one can resonate with me."

Ye Haochuan suddenly felt a flash of understanding. This principle wasn’t exactly profound, but not everyone could actually follow it.

It was like a man who meets an exceedingly beautiful rich goddess; it becomes very hard for him to go back and choose that woman whose looks and family background are both average, yet who is virtuous, gentle, and most suited to him.

"Don’t be disheartened. As long as you hold to this belief and keep searching, sooner or later you’ll find the sword that suits you best." Ye Haochuan comforted her.

Chen Qiwen nodded gently, then pointed to that small pool three to four meters in diameter in the middle of the cave and said, "That should be the Sword Cleansing Pool. Hurry and..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly froze, her beautiful eyes locked on the pool, her breathing growing a shade heavier.

"What is it?"

Following her gaze, Ye Haochuan saw that there was actually a faintly visible silver sword hilt in the pool.

The Sword Cleansing Pool was filled with a kind of black viscous liquid. Just now Ye Haochuan had clearly seen a drop of this liquid condense from a divine sword, then drift down into the Sword Cleansing Pool.

Obviously, this pool of "water" had been condensed drip by drip from these swords, gathered together.

Ye Haochuan didn’t know why such a miraculous phenomenon existed, but it wasn’t hard to guess that this essence, condensed from ten thousand divine swords, would be an exceptionally precious thing for any other sword.

Yet that sword lay openly in the pool, who knows how long it had been soaking there.

Even if it had started out as nothing more than common mortal iron, by now it must have gained extraordinarily powerful abilities.

While Ye Haochuan was pondering, Chen Qiwen had already, as if guided by unseen forces, walked up to the edge of the Sword Cleansing Pool and softly asked, "Are you willing to follow me, to be my partner?"

From the tone of it, it was just like the question one asks at a wedding, asking the other person if they are willing to marry you.

The words made Ye Haochuan feel inexplicably sour, as if his woman were about to abandon him and run off with someone else.

Clang~

The longsword instantly flew out from the pool, revealing its slender blade.

This sword was shrouded in a layer of white misty aura, with Phoenix Cry ringing from within. Just hearing it made one’s heart calm, qi settle, and spirit feel refreshed.

"What a good sword."

Ye Haochuan couldn’t help but exclaim in praise.

Chen Qiwen’s eyes held a trace of infatuation; she clearly loved this sword dearly.

Suddenly, the sword moved, transforming into a streak of silver light that shot toward Chen Qiwen.

"Careful!"

The sudden turn of events shocked Ye Haochuan; he hurriedly tried to block it.

Yet Chen Qiwen remained composed; instead of retreating, she charged forward, sending herself straight under the sword’s edge.

Originally Ye Haochuan could still have managed a bit of interception; now he was completely too late, and couldn’t help but feel burning anxiety.

However, at the instant the sword was about to stab into Chen Qiwen, it suddenly let out a free, joyous cry, then sharply changed direction, flitting about her like a little bird, flying happily around her.

Chen Qiwen’s silver bell-like laughter echoed through the Sword Tomb, making the originally silent atmosphere liven up a few degrees.

"It’s called Brocade Bamboo. From now on it’s my partner."

Chen Qiwen pointed at the silver sword dancing joyfully and introduced it to Ye Haochuan.

"The Brocade Bamboo Sword? That name is rather odd."

Ye Haochuan laughed.

Seeing Chen Qiwen obtain a sword she truly liked, Ye Haochuan was genuinely happy for her.

For some reason, his anticipation toward the Divine Concealment Sword’s transformation within the Sword Cleansing Pool grew even stronger.

The Divine Concealment Sword seemed to sense its master’s mood; the moment it appeared, it vibrated with cheerful resonance.

But just then, a red divine sword suddenly flew out with a "clang", slashing straight at Ye Haochuan.

"Nani?"

Ye Haochuan was a bit baffled. Before coming in, Baili Wu had never mentioned that the swords in the Sword Tomb would attack people.

There was no time to think. The Divine Concealment Sword had already flown from his hand, sword intent surging, battle spirit soaring.

To his helpless surprise, Ye Haochuan discovered that the Divine Concealment Sword no longer obeyed his control, fighting on its own.

"What’s going on?"

Ye Haochuan’s eyes were filled with worry.

The Divine Concealment Sword was only a Peak Quasi-Divine Instrument; every sword in this Sword Tomb was at least a Middle Level Artifact. Fighting against them, how could the Divine Concealment Sword possibly be a match?

Ye Haochuan didn’t know why the Divine Concealment Sword had thrown off his control. Like this, it could no longer draw on his power for support and could only rely on its own strength to battle bitterly.

Reality unfolded exactly as Ye Haochuan had feared. After only a few clashes, several deep cracks were cleaved into the Divine Concealment Sword, and it had nearly been cut clean in half.

"Stop!"

Ye Haochuan was instantly frantic, throwing a punch straight at the red divine sword attacking the Divine Concealment Sword.

But in the next instant, every divine sword in the Sword Tomb flew out, hovering around Ye Haochuan with predatory eyes, as if the slightest movement from him would see him hacked into pieces within the blink of an eye.