Chapter 1475: Chapter 776. Ancient Sword (2)
Chapter 776
For a moment, one person and one ancient sword just stared at each other, wide-eyed. In her mind, Mo Jiuli secretly asked Xiaojin, “Xiaojin, what do you think about me melting this broken sword down?”
“Master, didn’t you say this was something your mother left for you and you wanted to keep it?” Xiaojin said exasperatedly.
“But I can’t even catch the damn thing!” Mo Jiuli said gloomily.
“Master, you’ve handled so many array formations. How can you not deal with a single broken sword?” Xiaojin thought for a moment before continuing, “Besides, Master, I’ve realized that this sword is a treasure. The flame used to forge it is second only to me! Apart from me, I’m afraid no flame in this world can melt it!”
“Really?” Mo Jiuli’s eyes lit up as she asked.
“Of course, it’s true!” Xiaojin said confidently.
“Alright, since you say so, it looks like I must handle it today!” said Mo Jiuli.
“Yep, yep! Master, you can do it! If you can’t, you’ve still got me!” Xiaojin encouraged.
“Okay,” said Mo Jiuli.
And thus, the peculiar scene of someone chasing a sword unfolded once again. Anyone who didn’t know better might think Mo Jiuli was just playing with her sword…
But only Mo Jiuli knew in her heart—this was a full-on standoff between her and the sword! Mo Jiuli had already lost track of how long she had been running back and forth after this ancient sword inside the room…
Until, all of a sudden, a glow of advancement lit up around Mo Jiuli. She froze in place, staring at her new level of power in shock. Could running actually lead to a breakthrough?
After a long while, the advancement glow faded, and Mo Jiuli snapped back to reality. Only then did she notice that the ancient sword—her elusive target for who knows how long—was now standing obediently at her side. It was so docile that she could grab it with just a stretch of her hand…
However, remembering her earlier struggles, Mo Jiuli didn’t dare to be careless. She cautiously reached her hand out, inch by inch, her heart racing as she watched the ancient sword remain completely still…
Finally, she seized it in one swift motion. The sword’s body felt cold in her grasp, making Mo Jiuli shiver involuntarily. But she didn’t have the luxury of time to think about anything else—not even why running had somehow advanced her cultivation. All those scattered thoughts were pushed aside. She stared hard at the ancient sword in her hand, examining it over and over, muttering to herself, “For a sword that runs so fast, it’s actually pretty plain-looking!”
Hearing this, several beings inside her space collectively rolled their eyes. Oh, Master… swords all look the same! What does running or not running have to do with it…
“Why aren’t you running anymore? Come on, keep running! Seriously, you’re just a sword. It’s not like I could actually hurt you. So, why were you even running in the first place?” Mo Jiuli grumbled at the ancient sword that had evaded her for so many days.
The ancient sword gave no response to Mo Jiuli’s words. Just as Mo Jiuli was about to say something more, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her fingers. Looking down, she saw that her hand gripping the ancient sword had somehow been cut—perhaps from pressing too hard?
Then, as confusion filled Mo Jiuli’s eyes, a contract light enveloped both her and the ancient sword. For a long while, the glow persisted. When it finally dissipated, Mo Jiuli’s soul sea gained a new trace of Divine Sense. As she examined it closely, she was stunned to find that it was her mother, Mo Caiyi…
“Mother… is that really you?” Mo Jiuli asked nervously.
“Child, it’s me! I didn’t expect you to get this far. It’s my failing as your mother…” Mo Caiyi gazed at Mo Jiuli with gentle eyes as she spoke.