Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"What did mollusks do to you?" Shen Chunri retorted. "Mollusks have human rights too!"

"Big fat snake," Xie Weixing mocked, glancing at her from head to toe. He casually patted her waist with the hilt of his Xuan Sword. "Look at the fat you've grown in the sect. If you were to fly on a sword, even Feng Zhi would be broken in two by you."

"Hey!" Shen Chunri roared, "Big sister, big brother, big aunt, grandma, uncle, grandpa, did Yu Xintang kick you in the head?"

An unknown cultivator who was intently examining his sword asked, "Are you two...?"

Nie Zhao rolled her eyes.

"Wait." Yu Xintang glanced around, then her eyes suddenly stopped and she looked towards the corner.

Amidst the scattered rubble, a long-dormant sword hangs silently on the stone platform of the sword mound.

The sword has a regular square shape, unlike the agile and thin longsword. The spine is wide and straight, and the four blades are polished evenly and sharply. The gray-silver body is naturally engraved with the four directions of the universe. The four dark lines of the east, west, south and north are faintly hidden and have no exposed sharpness.

Xie Weixing followed his gaze, narrowed his eyes slightly, and recognized it: "This is the Four Directions Sword."

Yu Xintang stepped forward slowly, her pale purple spiritual energy flowing gently from her fingertips.

He specializes in drawing talismans and uses them to defend against enemies year-round. He rarely wields a sword. His long, slender fingertips lightly touched the cold, hard hilt of the sword. As soon as they touched it, the Four Directions Sword trembled slightly, and the patterns on the four sides of the blade lit up with a faint silver light, as if it were recognizing his presence.

Yu Xintang lightly touched the hilt of the sword with her fingertips, and spiritual energy quietly adhered to the hilt of the sword through her palm. The faint purple light intertwined with the four square patterns on the sword, and the originally heavy longsword suddenly lost its heaviness.

"Clang—"

A clear, cold sword rang out softly. He steadily drew out most of the Four Directions Sword, its blade remaining still and sharp, its edges clean and its blade subtly carrying a swirling gust of wind.

Xie Weixing, standing nearby: ?

"I'm so annoyed," Shen Chunri said coolly, "How come he can do everything so easily..."

"Me too……"

Nie Zhao coldly spoke up from the side: "Taking the sword is not difficult in itself. What is difficult is withstanding the pressure of the sword tomb and being detected by the sword spirit. Most divine swords will only look at your talent and temperament and will not attack cultivators who come to seek the sword."

Upon hearing this, Shen Chunri excitedly ran to the side, randomly picked one, and chuckled, "Then I'll take one too."

She doesn't look very strong; I doubt she'll hit her.

"Ding!"

The longsword coldly and arrogantly repelled the person, its momentum fierce.

Xie Weixing remained silent for a long while before finally speaking, "You're just a medicine cultivator, at best a physical cultivator. Can you stop embarrassing yourself?"

Shen Chunri ran back crying, clutching her hands: "What's wrong with me? It looks ugly and not powerful at all, but I just wanted to give it a try."

"Being placed on the second level of the Sword Tomb, even if it's ugly, is still beyond your reach. You medicine cultivator, don't ruin the sword's reputation. What future does this divine sword have with you?" Xie Weixing sneered and mocked. "A divine sword also has feelings, a divine sword also has love, and a divine sword also has the right to choose not to be ruined by you, you stinking fool."

The sword seemed to agree, its gray blade trembling slightly.

Shen Chunri:

Oh my god, I'm so confused by being scolded by a person and a sword.

Meanwhile, Yu Xintang clenched her fingers, gripped the hilt of her sword, and gently flipped her wrist. The square blade drew a clean arc in the air, and with the help of the wind, it spun around once, sending all the scattered pebbles flying.

He lowered his eyes to examine the longsword in his hand, a faint smile appearing on his face, and said softly, "So you are the Four Directions Sword. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Xie Weixing leaned against the dragon scales at his waist, his lips twitching for a moment.

She's so incredibly flirtatious; even a simple greeting sounds like flirting.

Nie Zhao's gaze fell on the sword, and he slowly said, "The four directions can use the runes and patterns on the sword to construct a barrier, locking the spiritual power within the sword domain so that it will not easily dissipate. It is perfect for you."

Yu Xintang slightly pressed her wrist, and the Four Directions Sword gently sank. A faint silver-white and pale purple light flowed across the blade, and the scabbard fit snugly against her back, its edges conforming to her body shape.

It felt like it was tailor-made for him.

Yu Xintang held the sword in reverse, her fingertips gently tracing the patterns on the hilt, a look of satisfaction in her eyes: "Well, actually I didn't have much hope of getting a sword, as long as I didn't bring back an ugly one, this is a pleasant surprise."

I didn't expect it to be so simple.

The wind around him slowly swirled around the Four Directions Sword, and all the scattered spiritual energy within the sword tomb was absorbed by the sword. The dark patterns on the four sides became clearer and clearer. The bond between him and the Four Directions Sword had been formed.

Shen Chunri tugged at Tan Suiting beside him: "Your Highness, have you ever seen someone wield a sword so effortlessly? This is truly the first time I've ever seen it."

Tan Suiting was being pulled by her, his sleeves were all askew, but his expression remained cold: "He is the young master of Penglai Realm, with the bloodline of a demigod. All living beings in the world are born with a sense of closeness to him, and at the same time, they also have a bit of respect for him."

"A complete genetic lottery," Xie Weixing said, "only families like this are allowed to spout nonsense about how sons and daughters together make a good character, and then they go and have a whole litter of kids."

Taken aback by the barrage of quantifiers and adjectives, Yu Xintang's face stiffened, her lips twitched, and she chuckled coldly, "Didn't expect that, did you? I'm an only child."

Shen Chunri was still chattering away, saying she'd never seen anyone wield a sword so quickly.

Xie Weixing walked to the side, casually placing his slender fingertips on the dragon scales at his waist, and looked up indifferently.

But just as he was about to pass by, a sudden change occurred.

The gray mortal sword that Shen Chunri had been forcibly harassing suddenly emitted a clear sword cry. It was neither harsh nor violent, but it caused the spiritual energy in the entire area to stagnate slightly, and the hard cliffs to crack inch by inch, with pebbles rolling down in a rustling sound.

It was neither as flamboyant as the Phoenix Sword nor as sharp as the Four Directions Sword. The sword body slowly faded from its dark color, and a layer of misty, cold white enveloped it, as if it had been tempered by frost and snow, or as if it had been cast from cold jade.

"Oh," Yu Xintang looked over upon hearing the voice and exclaimed in surprise, "You can even change clothes."

Before Xie could even react, his eyelids rolled back, a subconscious muscle reaction developed from spending too much time with this group of mentally ill people.

He was almost stunned by the lame joke, and his mind inexplicably started looping "Hey, Dao Ma, Dao Ma, Hey, Dao Ma..."

The system, having had enough, shouted: "Stop singing! This sword will recognize you as its master!"

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After some thought, I'll still give you three updates today. Also: To everyone who ships couples, doesn't ship couples, is a fangirl/fanboy, or dreams about characters (except for Long Kun), please keep yourselves in your own little world (except for the official pairing of Tan Suiting and Xie Weixing). I've done my best to give all readers a high degree of freedom in their preferences, so please don't attack others with different tastes. Just enjoy yourselves, okay? And thank you everyone for the free love and support! I dream of being number one on the gift ranking! (orz)