Hong Qi’s lips twitched, revealing a smile.

“Kid, you absorb the Essence of the Sword every day, and although you use it all up for cultivation, each time you do, your physique is tempered.

Over time, your body will undergo a transformation, and sooner or later, you’ll develop an Innate Sword Physique.

Then, what would your Mixed Spiritual Root count for?”

Innate Sword Physique?

Meng Fan’s face showed surprise upon hearing this term.

He had never heard of an Innate Sword Physique before, but it sounded impressive.

“What is an Innate Sword Physique?” Meng Fan asked curiously.

“Human talent isn’t limited to just the Spiritual Root; there’s also the physique.

The 【Spiritual Root】 represents your cultivation talent. Those with an Excellent Spiritual Root cultivate a hundred times faster than those with a Mixed Spiritual Root, if not more!

The 【Physique】 represents the strength of your power. For example, someone with a divine physique could, at the first level of True Martial Realm, potentially kill a ninth-level martial artist without a special physique!

If you can cultivate an Innate Sword Physique, then in a sense, you could make up for the deficiencies of your Spiritual Root.

Even though your cultivation speed can’t match those with Superior or Excellent Spiritual Roots, you could fight beyond your level!”

Hearing Hong Qi’s words, Meng Fan showed a hint of astonishment.

This was news he had never heard before.

For him, this was indeed good news!

But all this, frankly, was thanks to Sword Dao Transcendence.

“What you’re talking about is just a possibility; I might not necessarily cultivate an Innate Sword Physique,” Meng Fan said to Hong Qi.

Hong Qi calmly replied, “Even if it’s just a possibility, it’s enough for me to follow you. After all, others don’t even have that chance!”

Meng Fan nodded; the logic was sound, no question about it.

He thought for a moment and then asked, “You’re following me of your own accord; there must be something you’re after. What is it?”

Some things had to be clear, or else Meng Fan couldn’t be at ease.

After all, Hong Qi was too powerful, and this sword could threaten his life!

“You really don’t need to be so wary of me. By choosing to follow you, I acknowledge you as my master and will only help you, not harm you,” Hong Qi said with a wry smile.

Meng Fan shook his head.

“I don’t believe you’re so kind-hearted. After all, you nearly drained me dry when we first met! So, if we want to acknowledge each other, let’s talk about something more substantial.”

Hong Qi sighed and then said seriously, “I follow you in the hope that you will avenge me one day!”

Avenge?

Meng Fan frowned.

He remembered the first time he encountered the Hong Qi Sword and a piece of information about it—【Sword Sacrifice with Maiden’s Heartblood】.

A living sacrifice to forge a sword was utterly heartless!

The sword spirit before him, Hong Qi, must be the girl who was sacrificed.

She should have been a girl in the bloom of youth, innocent and carefree, enjoying life.

Instead, she was sacrificed to become the spirit of a sword, trapped within it, living a fate worse than death!

Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn’t help but feel sympathy for Hong Qi.

“How long has this Hong Qi Sword been forged? Is your enemy still alive?” Meng Fan asked.

“The Hong Qi Sword was forged thirty-six years ago, and as for my enemy, of course, they’re still…”

Hong Qi’s expression suddenly changed, her mouth agape, staring at Meng Fan in disbelief, unable to speak.

After a moment, she regained her composure, controlling her shock.

“Why do you ask that? What do you know?”

Meng Fan sighed and said, “This Hong Qi Sword was forged using Dark Arts, with a living person as a sacrifice to create a Spiritual Sword.

If I’m not mistaken, you are the girl who was sacrificed.

And your enemy is the swordsmith of the Hong Qi Sword!”

“How did you know?” Hong Qi asked, her brows furrowed deeply.

“I just recognized the method of forging the sword, and the rest was just logical deduction,” Meng Fan said casually.

Hong Qi was astonished, “You know about sword forging?”

Meng Fan shook his head, “I can’t forge swords, but I have some theoretical knowledge and can recognize certain techniques.”

“You sure have a lot of secrets, kid. I thought I knew you well after observing you for some time, but you still have so many secrets!”

Meng Fan just smiled, offering no explanation.

“Since you’ve been open with me, I’ll give you a response. As long as you truly follow me, I will help you seek revenge.”

Hong Qi frowned and said, “You’re not even asking who my enemy is, what their Cultivation Level or Realm is?”

“Clang!”

A sword cry rang out.

Meng Fan drew the Hong Qi Sword, and a cold light exploded in his room.

Even without using True Qi to stimulate it, the blade of the Hong Qi Sword emitted a chilling malevolence.

The Malevolent Aura of the sword was indeed astonishing.

Not to mention the Malevolent Aura accumulated from the sword’s bloodshed, just Hong Qi herself already had endless resentment.

Meng Fan looked at the blade, his face showing a faint confidence.

“No matter who your enemy is or what their Cultivation Level or Realm is, even if it’s an immortal in person, they will eventually die by this Hong Qi Sword.”

Hong Qi didn’t expect Meng Fan to be so confident.

Just before, he had been so despondent about having a Mixed Spiritual Root.

Was it all an act?

Meng Fan smiled at Hong Qi and said, “Actually, I’m grateful for your trust in me, for having confidence in me. But in fact, I’m even more confident than you!”

With the supreme talent of Sword Dao Transcendence, given enough time, Meng Fan could slay even the gods and Buddhas for you to see.

“I look forward to seeing that day,” Hong Qi said with a complex tone.

After speaking, her phantom turned into a red light and returned to the Hong Qi Sword.

“You will see that day,” Meng Fan said, glancing at the Hong Qi Sword before sheathing it.

Meng Fan, holding the Hong Qi Sword and the Copper Mountain Sword, stepped out of his room.

The Copper Mountain Sword was destroyed; he wondered if he needed to compensate for it.

Yesterday, Senior Disciple Luo seemed to say that if his sword was damaged in the future, he wouldn’t need to hand over Spirit Stones, just exchange it directly.

Hopefully, that wasn’t just Senior Disciple Luo talking nonsense.

Although he had earned a sum of Spirit Stones from Liu Yanping, he had already spent them all on pills, and now he was penniless!

After washing up and eating in the dining hall, he returned to clean his long swords.

Out of forty long swords, only one contained Malevolent Aura.

After refining the Malevolent Aura with Sword Dao Transcendence, Meng Fan learned a rather unremarkable Sword Technique called “Leaf Severing Sword Technique,” hardly worth mentioning.

This sword technique was not as strong as the “Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword” he learned from Liu Yanping, so Meng Fan naturally didn’t take it to heart.

Senior Disciple Luo, sticking to his usual routine, slept until the sun was high and then lazily got out of bed.

Meng Fan had been waiting for him for a long time and quickly handed over the Copper Mountain Sword.

Senior Disciple Luo looked at the broken Copper Mountain Sword with surprise.

“What happened here? You broke the sword you just chose last night?”