Hong Qi had been following Meng Fan for quite some time, and although she appeared to be merely a sword spirit in form, her essence was, without a doubt, human.
Meng Fan naturally wanted to "revive" Hong Qi if given the chance.
But it was a monumental task, not something that could be achieved overnight, and Meng Fan currently lacked the ability to do so.
Promising such a feat now and failing to deliver would only lead to disappointment for Hong Qi.
Thus, even though Meng Fan harbored this desire, he kept it to himself.
However, Meng Fan's thoughts were not mere flights of fancy!
As long as the Hong Qi Sword became his personal Law Sword, not only would the sword itself be nurtured by him, but so would the sword spirit, Hong Qi.
Especially since Meng Fan practiced Fu Xi's visualization techniques, which were far more powerful than ordinary methods, giving him an advantage.
Day by day, under Meng Fan's nurturing, the sword spirit Hong Qi would grow stronger and more substantial.
Eventually, she could evolve from a spirit body into a soul body.
And then, with further progression, she could become a "Ghost Cultivator."
These gradual changes would transform Hong Qi completely.
If Meng Fan could find a method to reconstruct a physical body, then Hong Qi could truly be revived.
Of course, this was still a long and arduous journey.
Without decades or even centuries, it was unlikely to be accomplished!
"Next, I plan to break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm and simultaneously condense my Divine Sense, which will be the most critical step for the Hong Qi Sword to become my personal Law Sword," Meng Fan said to Hong Qi. "Return to the Hong Qi Sword for now, and no matter what happens next, do not resist!"
"Understood, Master!" Hong Qi nodded and her ethereal figure returned to the Hong Qi Sword.
Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, placing the Hong Qi Sword on his knees.
Xiao Qing, sensing something unusual from inside his pocket, crawled out and coiled on the bed, watching Meng Fan cautiously.
Intuition told Xiao Qing that something significant was about to happen.
After some thought, Xiao Qing slithered off the bed and onto a distant table.
A gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall.
Xiao Qing considered itself a serpent of nobility.
No, it was a Jiao, a hundred times more distinguished than a mere snake.
It was destined to become a dragon!!!
Meng Fan paid no mind to Xiao Qing's movements, focusing entirely on the Hong Qi Sword.
He drew a drop of blood with his finger, but it was not ordinary blood—it was essence blood!
A single drop of essence blood was worth hundreds, even thousands, of drops of regular blood.
The essence blood dripped onto the Hong Qi Sword, and Meng Fan closed his eyes to break through to the Heavenly Origin Realm.
During a previous sword cleaning, Meng Fan had acquired the method to refine a personal Law Sword from the Sword Wraith Memory within one of the Sword Weapons.
Since entering the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan had encountered countless Sword Wraith Memories, belonging to both the strong and the weak.
He had learned numerous Sword Techniques from them.
The method to refine a personal Law Sword was one such technique!
Indeed, the Scripture Pavilion also contained methods for cultivating a personal Law Sword, which Meng Fan had studied.
However, the method Meng Fan obtained from the Sword Wraith Memory was more quintessential and unique than those in the Scripture Pavilion!
The uniqueness lay in the need to imprint one's mark on the personal Law Sword at the instant of Divine Sense formation.
A personal Law Sword refined in this manner had more potential and was easier to grow than ordinary ones.
Meng Fan meditated with concentration and focus.
Soon, he effortlessly entered the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Simultaneously, his Divine Sense began to take shape.
Moments later, Meng Fan's Divine Sense fully formed in his mind.
It was a natural progression, as neither breakthrough posed any bottleneck for him.
At the instant of Divine Sense formation, Meng Fan infused a strand of his core Divine Sense into the Hong Qi Sword.
The Hong Qi Sword on Meng Fan's knees trembled violently, emitting a continuous Sword Song.
Shortly after, Senior Disciple Luo, wrapped in his outer garment, appeared at Meng Fan's door, knocking and asking, "Junior Disciple Meng, are you alright?"
His tone was laced with concern, as the commotion from Meng Fan's room had worried him.
"Rest assured, Senior Brother Luo, I'm fine!" Meng Fan called out loudly from inside.
Indeed, he was fine. Although the Hong Qi Sword was somewhat "restless," everything was within Meng Fan's expectations.
Hearing Meng Fan's response, Senior Disciple Luo hesitated but eventually returned to his own room.
After all, this was the Sword Pavilion, and Elder Lin was just upstairs.
With such a commotion, Elder Lin would surely be aware.
Even if Meng Fan were in danger, it wasn't Luo's place to worry—Elder Lin would certainly intervene.
Elder Lin's inaction was proof enough that Meng Fan was safe.
With that thought, Luo felt much more at ease.
And as Senior Disciple Luo had surmised, Elder Lin, meditating on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, had also sensed the disturbance.
Opening his eyes, Elder Lin muttered with a hint of helplessness, "Rashness, it's the impatience of youth!"
He not only sensed Meng Fan's breakthrough to the Heavenly Origin Realm and the formation of his Divine Sense but also that Meng Fan was cultivating his personal Law Sword.
Meng Fan's advancement to the Heavenly Origin Realm and the formation of his Divine Sense should have been a joyous occasion.
But the boy had just formed his Divine Sense and was already intent on cultivating his personal Law Sword, without even informing him.
Elder Lin had previously mentioned that once Meng Fan reached the Heavenly Origin Realm, he would consider helping him subdue a Law Sword!
Yet, in his haste, the boy had rushed to refine a Spiritual Sword into his personal Law Sword.
A personal Law Sword, if not unexpectedly, was likely to accompany a sword cultivator for life, making it extremely important!
The boy was too impatient…
However, by the time Elder Lin sensed this scene, Meng Fan had already begun refining the Hong Qi Sword into his personal Law Sword.
Even if Elder Lin wanted to stop it, it was too late!
"Sigh, the folly of youth," Elder Lin sighed helplessly.
But what's done was done, and regret was too late.
Moreover, while a Spiritual Sword as a personal Law Sword was somewhat inferior to a Law Sword, a personal Law Sword could be enhanced and evolved, so it wasn't unacceptable.
Elder Lin shook his head, withdrew his attention from Meng Fan, knowing full well there was no danger to him.
But he was mistaken; Meng Fan was not being impetuous but had deliberated deeply and had no regrets!
In Meng Fan's room, the Hong Qi Sword had ceased its trembling and Sword Song, gradually returning to calm.
Meng Fan's complexion, however, was slightly pale.
The consumption of essence blood and Divine Sense had taken a toll on him.
But it was worth it!
Moments later, Hong Qi's ethereal figure floated out from the Hong Qi Sword and bowed to Meng Fan.
"Master."
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