#285 - The sword moves, and the spirit is born

"Your swordplay is also quite impressive, Daoist friend!"

Qin Qiming said with a smile.

On the other side, Qin Qishuo was also fighting with a hall master from the Tianji Domain. Although Qin Qishuo had reached the late stage of Rongxu, he was still somewhat inferior to Qin Qixian and others in terms of swordplay comprehension.

His opponent was also an expert who had cultivated for thousands of years, and the two fought fiercely, making it difficult to determine a winner for a time.

"Hahahaha, Daoist friend's swordplay makes my blood boil! This is what youth is all about!"

Qin Qishuo laughed heartily, wielding his flying sword faster and faster, enjoying the fight to the fullest.

The other guy's expression became increasingly solemn, feeling somewhat frustrated.

Are all the vice-leader's children monsters? They've only cultivated for a few decades, yet their swordplay is already so high. If I hadn't cultivated for so long, I'm afraid I would have been defeated long ago.

Qin Qishuo glanced around and noticed that Qin Qixian and the others had ended their battles early, and he immediately became anxious. He immediately stopped holding back, soared into the sky, and rained down countless sword shadows, stabbing straight at his opponent.

"Do you also want to dance?"

The opponent's expression was stern as he also unleashed his strongest sword move, a huge burst of sword light, to meet the countless sword shadows in the sky.

Boom—

Terrifying spiritual waves shook the surroundings, and even the formation seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

The stone platform cracked, sending dust flying into the air.

Everyone in the stands couldn't help but hold their breath.

When the dust settled, Qin Qishuo and the opposing cultivator were each suspended in a corner, unharmed, but the opponent withdrew his flying sword and sighed, "Daoist friend Qishuo, I lost!"

Qin Qishuo cupped his hands with a smile and said, "A narrow victory, just a narrow victory!"

The other party shook his head and smiled bitterly. He knew in his heart that with the other party's talent, if he came again in ten years, he probably wouldn't even have the qualification to fight him.

The vice-leader's children are terrifyingly powerful…

Thousands of battles were taking place simultaneously. Naturally, Qin Qixian, Qin Qiming, Qin Qisha, and the others, as long as they didn't face each other, could end their battles quickly.

Of course, not all the children could win easily.

After all, these children had cultivated for too short a time. Many established cultivators had immersed themselves in swordplay for thousands of years, which they couldn't compare to. Many children were also defeated. The brothers and sisters in the audience seats sighed, but they were not disappointed. This was all within expectations.

As long as they were given time, surpassing their opponents was only a matter of time.

As his comprehension deepened, Qin Changqing's expression became more and more excited. He could feel that the sword embryo in his dantian was like a starving ghost that had been hungry for more than a decade, frantically digesting his swordplay comprehension, merging with it, and then feeding it back to himself.

Not only swordplay comprehension, but the battles on the plaza condensed into an incomparably astonishing sword intent. These sword intents merged with each other, forming a special aura throughout the entire Heavenly Sword Peak.

The innate sword embryo seemed to have sensed this enormous sword intent and became even more excited, trembling non-stop in his dantian.

Buzz buzz buzz—

Suddenly, the innate sword embryo in the dantian trembled violently. Suddenly, cracks appeared on the sword body, emitting thousands of rays of light.

"What's going on!"

Qin Changqing suddenly woke up from his enlightenment, looked at the abnormality of the sword embryo, and was at a loss for a while.

Qin Changqing could even feel the emotional fluctuations of happiness from it.

"This innate sword embryo… actually nurtured spirituality so quickly!"

Qin Changqing was overjoyed.

According to legend, magic weapons can be given spirituality through special means at a certain stage, which is the legendary artifact spirit, but the conditions for condensing an artifact spirit are very harsh.

First, the level of the magic weapon needs to reach a certain level, and there are special requirements for the precious materials used to refine it.

Secondly, to nurture an artifact spirit, a special soul must be sealed into it, without causing repulsion between each other, and it needs a long period of time to nurture it before it can be realized.

But innate treasures are different. They are born and raised by nature, and like people, they are born with spirituality, but this spirituality needs to be developed, and it is possible to nurture it only when certain conditions are met.

Once a treasure has spirituality, it means that it has become a special existence, and its power and growth will be greatly enhanced. This kind of magic weapon even has its own consciousness and ideas, and can act autonomously even without the master's manipulation, and its loyalty is far superior to acquired spiritual treasures.

Qin Changqing didn't expect that he would nurture spirituality from the innate sword embryo so quickly. It seems that holding this swordplay competition was really the right thing to do!

Of course, in addition to this opportunity, it should also be related to his consumption of a large amount of lifespan to nurture it.

"Eee ya eee ya—"

The sword embryo swam happily in the dantian, expressing its emotions.

Qin Changqing's Yuanshen gently stroked the sword embryo, and the sword embryo also gently rubbed the Yuanshen very enjoyably, like a domesticated puppy, exceptionally docile and cute.

"Changqing, what's wrong?"

Ji Linglong turned her head curiously and glanced at the beaming Qin Changqing.

Qin Changqing waved his hand with a smile: "It's nothing, I'm just happy to see the performance of the children."

Ji Linglong nodded slightly, thinking to herself, this kind of scene is indeed not easy to see, when her children are older, she will let them participate too…

—

This swordplay competition lasted for a whole month, and finally came to the final stage.

Only ten of the previously predicted seeded players remained, five of whom were Qin Changqing's children.

In addition to Qin Qixian, Qin Qiming, Qin Qisha, Yu Xianxue, and Qin Qishuo, the other five were swordplay masters from various domains of Youzhou, with a starting cultivation base in the late stage of Huashen, all old monsters who had cultivated for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

"Brother, who do you think will win in the end?"

Qin Qichang asked curiously.

Qin Qigang chuckled and said, "I don't care who wins, anyway, I've already made a steady profit this time, and I've earned a lot of spirit stones, tsk tsk… This is a good opportunity to make a fortune. I heard that the leader will hold a competition every ten years in the future, and I will come again next time!"

Su Chanyue slapped him on the head and scolded, "You still want to mess around. You are not allowed to do these things in the future. I'll beat you up if you make the leader unhappy!"

Qin Qigang touched his head and whispered, "Mom, you sneaked into Dad's room when the competition started, don't think I didn't see it…"

"…"

Su Chanyue coughed slightly: "Small gambling is a pleasure, big gambling hurts the body, you should restrain yourself in the future!"

"Okay, Mom!"

—

Chu Tianlu flew into the air and said loudly: "Everyone must be very eager to know who the final sword immortal will be, so I won't say more, please enter the arena!"

Qin Qiming and the others looked at each other and flew into the arena one after another.

"Let's fight!"