If you told me Meng Fan went out and broke his sword in a fight, that I could understand.

But you just got that sword last night, didn’t even leave the house, didn’t do anything, and still managed to break it.

That’s just absurd!

Meng Fan explained with a touch of embarrassment: “Actually, it wasn’t me who broke the Copper Mountain Sword. It was the Hong Qi Sword that did it.”

Upon hearing Meng Fan’s words, Senior Disciple Luo finally noticed the Hong Qi Sword on Meng Fan.

Red…

The Hong Qi Sword!!!

Senior Disciple Luo’s face was a picture of shock, staring incredulously at Meng Fan and the Hong Qi Sword.

Meng Fan continued, “I chose the Copper Mountain Sword yesterday, but when I woke up this morning, I found it broken by the Hong Qi Sword. Moreover, the Hong Qi Sword wants to follow me, to be my saber.”

Senior Disciple Luo’s eyes widened more and more, as Meng Fan’s explanation sounded increasingly fantastical.

The key point was, as outlandish as it sounded, Senior Disciple Luo could tell Meng Fan wasn’t lying.

He was silent for a while, trying to calm his emotions.

The Hong Qi Sword, a Spiritual Sword heavy with Malevolent Aura, was among the top of the first layer of Sword Weapons in the Sword Pavilion.

Even many of the second layer’s Sword Weapons might not compare to the Hong Qi Sword.

Most importantly, the Hong Qi Sword, which even he couldn’t fancy, actually fancied this kid Meng Fan?

Although Senior Disciple Luo had always thought highly of Meng Fan, he was still shocked at this moment.

But to avoid showing weakness in front of Meng Fan, he composed himself and pretended to be calm, saying, “The Hong Qi Sword is extraordinary. It choosing you proves your worth. Keep it up!”

The last encouragement sounded somewhat odd, and he patted Meng Fan’s shoulder awkwardly.

Meng Fan cautiously asked, “So, Senior Brother Luo, do I need to compensate for the damaged Copper Mountain Sword?”

This was his main concern and the reason he had waited for Senior Disciple Luo all morning.

Senior Disciple Luo rolled his eyes and said, “Didn’t I tell you yesterday? You can use any sword from the Sword Pavilion without worry. If it breaks, no need to compensate. Just throw the Copper Mountain Sword into the recycling room!”

“That’s a relief.” Meng Fan smiled and let out a sigh of relief.

If he were an Outer Sect Disciple, he would have had to hand over ten Spirit Stones in such a situation.

And right now, he didn’t have ten Spirit Stones.

He couldn’t possibly fleece Liu Yanping again, could he?

Besides, Liu Yanping might not even let him fleece her!

Senior Disciple Luo glanced at the Hong Qi Sword on Meng Fan, his eyes betraying a hint of envy.

But he hid it well, and Meng Fan didn’t notice.

In truth, Senior Disciple Luo, despite his seemingly weathered appearance, white eyebrows, white hair, and an impressive aura, was nothing more than an old Guarding Sword Disciple of the Sword Pavilion, equivalent in status to an Inner Sect Disciple.

Three years ago, he was just an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple!

So naturally, he coveted a Spiritual Sword like the Hong Qi Sword, which he couldn’t subdue.

And now, the Hong Qi Sword had chosen to follow Meng Fan of its own accord!

This was a bit of a blow to him.

However, it also proved that he hadn’t misjudged Meng Fan. This kid was indeed very suitable to be a Guarding Sword Disciple, even more so than himself.

“Don’t go out today, kid. I’m off to fetch some wine. You can go out and have fun tomorrow,” Senior Disciple Luo casually said to Meng Fan before leaving the Sword Pavilion.

Meng Fan watched Senior Disciple Luo’s retreating figure with puzzlement.

Why did Senior Brother Luo leave in such a hurry today?

“He’s been struck by you,” said the Hong Qi Sword, emitting a red glow and forming a phantom in front of Meng Fan after Senior Disciple Luo had left.

“Struck?” Meng Fan was surprised.

“He wanted me to be his saber, but I refused. I didn’t fancy him.”

Hearing Hong Qi’s words, Meng Fan chuckled, understanding.

The Hong Qi Sword didn’t want to follow Senior Disciple Luo but was willing to follow him, naturally striking a nerve.

“Actually, Senior Brother Luo is quite nice,” Meng Fan casually remarked.

“What’s the use of being nice? I need someone who can help me seek revenge, and clearly, he has no hope of that!”

Meng Fan gave a wry smile. What a worldly… uh, feminine sword.

Hong Qi continued, “Every time I talk to you, I have to emerge from the sword, which is too tiring. Bite your finger, squeeze out a drop of blood, and let it fall on the blade.”

Meng Fan did as instructed, pulling out the Hong Qi Sword and letting a drop of blood fall on the blade.

The next second, the blood merged directly into the sword.

“Blood recognition? Such an archaic method actually exists? If a stranger drops blood on the blade, would you also recognize them as your master?” Meng Fan curiously asked.

Hong Qi’s phantom had returned to the sword, but the next second, Meng Fan heard Hong Qi’s crisp voice in his mind.

“Hehe, if it’s someone I don’t fancy, and they dare to drop their blood on the blade, I could drain them dry, kill them on the spot, let alone recognize them as master!”

So this was the amazing feat after blood recognition?

Hong Qi’s voice could directly appear in his mind.

A Spiritual Sword truly was marvelous!

“By the way, since you’re a Spiritual Sword, do you have any special moves? Can you enhance or help me in any way?” Meng Fan asked the Hong Qi Sword.

“Of course, I have special moves, but you shouldn’t use them lightly,” Hong Qi’s voice echoed in Meng Fan’s mind.

“Alright, let’s hear them?”

“The Hong Qi Sword has an ‘Enchantment’ effect. As long as you channel your True Qi into the Hong Qi Sword, I can cast ‘Enchantment’ on the enemy. Then, they will be as if they’ve lost their wits, at your mercy, and you can easily kill them!”

“Since you say not to use it lightly, there must be significant limitations, right?”

“Indeed, because this ‘Enchantment’ not only consumes your True Qi but also my accumulated power. After using Enchantment once, I need at least three days to recuperate and gather strength again!”

So, this ‘Enchantment’ was a big move with a cooldown of three full days.

“What’s the upper limit of this Enchantment? That is, up to what Realm can it affect martial artists effectively?” Meng Fan continued to ask.

“Although I’m strong, you’re too weak. With your small amount of True Qi, even if you give it your all, the effect on martial artists in the True Martial Realm will be limited.

However, for the Qi Cultivation Realm, even at the peak, they can be easily enchanted!”

Meng Fan nodded, understanding.

Despite Hong Qi’s disdainful tone, this was already very powerful.

In other words, he, a martial artist at the first level of Qi Refining, could easily slay a peak ninth level Qi Refining martial artist.

Utterly preposterous!

Of course, this move could only be used once within three days, a true trump card.

It shouldn’t be used unless absolutely necessary!

“Not bad, you’re even stronger than I thought,” Meng Fan said with satisfaction.

A Spiritual Sword truly was a Spiritual Sword, far more formidable than an Ordinary Sword.