“If you won’t give me face, then I won’t give you any either!”
With that, Chi Miao fiercely gripped the sword hilt and pulled it out in one swift motion.
Thwack! She slammed it against the left wall!
Thwack! She smashed it against the right wall!
Thwack! She threw the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping to the ground and stomped on it repeatedly.
“You think you’re so special, huh? Just because you’re a sword? Just because you’ve been touched by the glory of an Ascendant?!”
“You dare search my soul! You dare make me see those unlucky things!”
“Watch me beat you to death!”
“Will you form the contract or not? I give you face but you refuse to take it!”
While cursing, Chi Miao violently abused a sword, leaving everyone watching dumbfounded. Ying WuHuo, snapping back to reality, quickly rushed forward to restrain Chi Miao.
“What are you doing? Have you gone mad?!”
Is this something a human would actually do?
This is the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping, a divine sword! The personal sword left behind by an Ascendant!
He was about half a head taller than Chi Miao, so when he held her, her feet dangled in the air. Chi Miao then performed light steps as if treading on waves, kicking her legs mid-air while continuing to curse loudly:
“Don’t stop me! Watch me beat it into submission!”
Beat it into submission…
Everyone recalled the question Chi Miao had asked before entering the Sword Cemetery and nearly fainted.
Not only are you beating it, but you’re beating the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping!
This sword is suspected to be the key to opening the Celestial of Sorrow’s Grotto, the key to the method of achieving immortality and Ascension in the entire Cultivation World!
Outside the water mirror, the elders each felt utterly exhausted.
“So tired, heart-weary.”
“Whoever ends up taking this disciple as their student will have their work cut out for them.”
Yan Ge rubbed his temples, unsure whether to be angry or amused: “Not just work—she’ll be the death of me.”
Everyone looked at him.
“Who said anything about you? She can’t be assigned to you—that would be a waste!”
Yan Ge: “What do you mean? I’m the strongest among us, why shouldn’t she learn from me?”
He Wanban: “You have a bad temper and are likely to lead her astray.”
Yan Ge laughed: “Is there even room for her to become more twisted?”
The elders: “…”
Well, that’s true.
He Wanban closed his eyes, then slowly opened them.
“Her talent is too great. If she uses it for good, she could benefit many; but if she turns to evil… the Cultivation World will once again be swept into a storm of bloodshed. She must be properly guided.”
Yan Ge’s expression suddenly darkened, but contrary to his usual self, he didn’t erupt in anger. He remained silent.
He Wanban added, “Moreover, she might have other hidden talents that haven’t been uncovered yet. Aside from combat, you’re not skilled in anything else, which could easily lead to her potential being wasted.”
Yan Ge scoffed: “Are you talking about alchemy and artifact forging? How could she possibly excel at those? The heavens wouldn’t give her every good thing, would they?”
After he said this, everyone stared at him.
Even he fell silent.
Come to think of it, it really might be possible.
After all, those secondary professions heavily rely on soul force, and due to the Yanluo Curse, Chi Miao’s soul force far surpasses that of ordinary people.
“However, judging by the situation… the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping probably won’t choose her. It seems we were overthinking it.”
“That’s true.”
After being beaten like that, how could the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping, with its extremely high intelligence, possibly form a contract with Chi Miao?
“If Chi Miao can’t find a suitable sword in the Sword Cemetery, I can forge a unique personal sword just for her without any problem.”
Just then, Qing Huan, who had been watching the water mirror intently, covered her mouth and shouted, “Stop chatting and come look at this!”
Everyone turned to look. Inside the Sword Cemetery, the nearly lifeless Sword of Sorrowful Weeping, after being relentlessly abused by Chi Miao, actually began to show a reaction.
Swish—!
A sword wind swept by, continuously carving characters in mid-air.
“Stop hitting me! If you keep this up, I’ll really break! I surrender!”
The crowd: “?”
This tone… you weren’t like this before! You used to be so aloof!
Chi Miao narrowed her eyes and broke free from Ying WuHuo’s restraint: “Wouldn’t it have been better if you’d done this earlier?”
Sword of Sorrowful Weeping: “It’s not that I didn’t want to earlier, but… when I performed Soul Searching, I was suddenly struck by a backlash. After the explosion, my consciousness really scattered for a while. I’ve only just returned now.”
Chi Miao sneered: “Serves you right. What were you thinking, searching my soul?”
Sword of Sorrowful Weeping: “I could sense that you’re different from others. I awakened this time because I sensed your aura… it feels very familiar.”
“Familiar?” Chi Miao was taken aback, then laughed: “You’re not going to say I’m the reincarnation of the Celestial of Heavenly Sorrow, are you? Didn’t that person Ascend long ago?”
The Sword of Sorrowful Weeping frantically shook.
“No, no. Your aura is familiar, but you’re not the Celestial.”
“Then who am I?”
“I don’t remember… I’m very weak now. I need a powerful master to nourish me, to help me gradually return to my peak state. My consciousness… could scatter at any moment.”
Chi Miao: “You want me to form a contract with you?”
Sword of Sorrowful Weeping: “Yes. Wasn’t I the reason you came here?”
“Pfft.” Chi Miao burst out laughing, looking at the sword with disdain: “Conceited sword, how cringe.”
Sword of Sorrowful Weeping: “Wasn’t it for me?!”
Chi Miao: “I only came to you because I had no other swords to choose from, okay? Get that straight.”
Meaning it was the leftover option!
If the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping had a human form, these words would have wounded it so deeply it would have collapsed on the spot.
Listen! What kind of talk is this?
It’s the Personal Sword of an Ascended being! Countless people have knelt begging for its favor without receiving any consideration, and today it’s being looked down upon like this!
Oh, wait.
“It was I who resonated once, telling them you belong to me. They didn’t dare choose you.”
Chi Miao gritted her teeth: “I knew it! It’s your fault I was so embarrassed, missing a perfect chance to show off, and you even searched my soul!”
Chi Miao was so angry she wanted to smash the sword again.
The Sword of Sorrowful Weeping quickly pleaded: “No, no, no! Don’t hit me! I was wrong, I was really wrong! As long as you contract with me, you can show off whenever you want, be cool whenever you want! With one resonance from me, all swords will obey my command!”
Chi Miao narrowed her eyes. To be honest, she was very tempted.
As the saying goes, if being awesome isn’t for showing off, then all awesomeness is meaningless.
She said: “The terms you propose are tempting, but I’ve been deeply hurt once before. If you want me to contract with you, fine.”
The Sword of Sorrowful Weeping visibly brightened several degrees.
Chi Miao: “Beg me. Beg me, and I’ll contract with you.”
Sword of Sorrowful Weeping: “?”
Ying WuHuo: “?”
The gathered elders: “?”
In perfect formation, collectively bewildered.
Are you out of your mind?!
This is the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping!
Can’t you be a bit more forgiving? This is a divine sword even Ying WuHuo isn’t worthy of!
Ying WuHuo felt offended, and also thought Chi Miao was really shameless!
He gets rejected, and you reject it.
Fine, fine. He’s become the most humiliated one.
He looked at the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping.
You’re the divine sword that proudly declared him unworthy. You wouldn’t yield so easily, right? You have backbone, right?
Just at that moment.
The Sword of Sorrowful Weeping moved, immediately beginning to carve characters on a nearby stone wall.
Everyone quietly leaned in to look.
Watching the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping being engraved character by character, everyone’s faces turned uglier than if they had eaten shit.
—Master, the sword made a mistake, please adopt me.
Ying WuHuo’s face darkened: “…”
Fuck.
Even though it was the Sword of Sorrowful Weeping that was embarrassing, why did he feel like dying!