Chapter 80

Lu Xiaoding covered her mouth and laughed, "Why should I help you?"

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "Shouldn't the spirits of artifacts help each other? This way, if we become opponents in the future, we can still secretly give each other a break."

"You're thinking too far ahead. Your original form has already been cleansed by me and is placed here, where it should be easy for someone to discover. I'll leave first; we probably won't meet again." Lu Xiaoding didn't recognize him at all, and his sudden words were too abrupt. She was busy and didn't want to waste time on him.

The relationship between the spirits of artifacts is always complex, with mutual vigilance and trust. Whether to consume or not is often a matter of a single thought, and the key to making a decision is often the reluctance to use spiritual techniques.

"Coming and going, the world is always like this. I am destined to be alone..." The man turned his back to her, raised his head, and spoke softly. His voice was so lonely that it stirred a faint tremor in her heart.

"You really have a lot of nerve, slowly enjoying the spring flowers and autumn moon. After the spirit protection array is opened, many evil cultivators will run out, and then you'll meet your destined person." Lu Xiaoding thought he was too strange. Clearly, he was a sword that exuded yin energy, yet he was pretending to be the spirit of a brush or a book.

The sword spirit didn't say anything, just sighed lightly and sat on a nearby stone, looking up at the yellowish sky, lost in thought.

Lu Xiaoding didn't want to talk to him any more and quickly turned to leave, intending to go back and break the spirit protection array. As she ran, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She realized that the poisonous smoke in the forest seemed to have thinned. She stopped in surprise and carefully observed, discovering that the poisonous smoke was being absorbed by something behind her.

Her face darkened. That place was none other than the pond. The despicable sword spirit had absorbed all the poisonous smoke. She had been so polite to him, and he had turned around and started to sabotage her.

How could she deal with this? The spirit protection array was already broken, and there was no more poisonous smoke. She ran over in a rage and saw the man closing his eyes, inhaling the poisonous smoke, with a look of comfort on his face.

"Stinky guy, spit it all out!" Lu Xiaoding slapped him on the back, and a bright light flashed in her palm, knocking him to the ground.

He turned back, angry, and said, "Why did you hit me?"

"Who told you to absorb all the poisonous smoke? I still need it. Now that you've absorbed it all, how can I use it? Spit it all out quickly!" Lu Xiaoding was furious, wondering why the sword spirit would absorb such toxic gas without being picky.

The sword spirit stood up, frowned, and said in disbelief, "This smoke was originally mine. I released it to test the sword owner. After you said that, I thought I shouldn't torment them anymore, so I took it back."

It's yours?

Lu Xiaoding touched her face, suddenly thinking of a good idea. She smiled awkwardly and said, "I misunderstood. Since we are both spirits of artifacts, we should take care of each other. You can't move now, so I'll take you to find a sword owner. This Ghost Spirit Sect is full of evil cultivators, and there are many Golden Core cultivators. You can choose anyone you like."

"What do you want from me?" The sword spirit didn't expect her to say this, thinking she wanted the poisonous smoke. It was a good opportunity to get him out. The previous owner's words were unreliable; the trial seemed too difficult. It was better to go out and find a suitable person.

"Let me borrow your poisonous smoke. I want to drive everyone out, and you can choose someone. As long as you choose someone, I'll definitely deliver you to them." Lu Xiaoding patted her chest confidently. This was a small matter; a spirit sword with a spirit wouldn't lack for owners.

"I'm called Kong Xin Cai. What's your name?" He smiled elegantly, his eyes still carrying a hint of melancholy.

What a strange name. Lu Xiaoding nodded and said, "I'm called Lu Xiaoding. Your name is so unique."

"Kong means sound, Xin means self, and Cai means literature. When I was named, it was because I was skilled in music and literature. My original form is called Yin Xian, which produces beautiful music when swung." Kong Xin Cai was quite satisfied with his name, thinking that swords named after ghosts or spirits were too straightforward.

Lu Xiaoding thought the cultivator who named him must have been very talented, so he gave such a name to a highly yin sword. It didn't sound like a sword's name at all.

At this moment, Kong Xin Cai said, "You are as your name suggests. It seems the person who named you is very spontaneous."

"If you want to say I'm vulgar, just say it directly. Let's go; we have urgent business to attend to." Lu Xiaoding rolled her eyes, not wanting to admit that she had named herself. If she did, he would definitely mock her in secret. Then she dragged the sword and headed towards the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Seeing his original form being dragged on the ground, Kong Xin Cai, who was flying in the air, put his hands in his sleeves and said sadly, "The sword falls, stirring up withered leaves. The stone splashes, scattering light sand."

"Hey!" Lu Xiaoding suddenly turned around and shouted, "If you don't like being dragged, make it smaller. It's so long, and you still have the nerve to complain. It's twice my length; I really want to see how you use it."

"If you have spiritual energy, try it. Just inject spiritual energy into it, and the sword will shrink." Kong Xin Cai said innocently, feeling that he was just reciting a poem. Why did she scold him? He wasn't criticizing her. Was it wrong to be moved by the scene? This woman is so vulgar.

Lu Xiaoding grinned and turned her head, silently dragging the sword. The sharp blade cut through the stones and branches on the ground, leaving a long trail.

Seeing this, he was suddenly inspired and recited, "The sword moves with a sharp edge, leaving a mark." Then he fell silent.

"Why don't you recite the next line? I've been waiting for a long time." Lu Xiaoding stopped angrily, wondering why he only recited half a line, feeling very uncomfortable.

Kong Xin Cai raised his head and slowly shook his head, "I haven't thought of it, I don't know."

Lu Xiaoding was very angry, her chest tight with frustration. After a while, she said fiercely, "You're really honest, not knowing is not knowing."

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing. Why say you know when you don't?" Kong Xin Cai smiled mysteriously, which made people furious.

Biting her lip, Lu Xiaoding decided not to talk to him anymore. This sword spirit was impossible to communicate with, and it was like bullying her for not knowing poetry.

After that, no matter what poetry Kong Xin Cai recited, she didn't say a word. When they reached the edge of the forest, she dragged the long Yin Xian over. As long as the sword passed, the sword spirit could also pass through the spirit protection array. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Lu Xiaoding hurriedly ran, having wasted too much time in the forest. If she didn't catch up, she would eat Kong Xin Cai to compensate for her loss.

She rushed to where Ge Bi had fainted, lifted the leaves, and saw him still there. She dragged him and threw him into the cauldron.

Kong Xin Cai didn't even glance at him, looking up at the sky and saying, "The one you mentioned is just trash, completely unworthy of attention."

"You're not being poetic now, saying such harsh words." Is this guy really talented? Lu Xiaoding looked at him in surprise. Anyone who got him would be forced to death, he was so annoying.

"I don't have the poetic mood now. Seeing him might make me write some dirty poetry, which I can't bear to see." Kong Xin Cai said proudly, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Speechless, Lu Xiaoding placed Ge Bi in the cauldron, not wanting him to be killed by the poisonous smoke. Then she took Kong Xin Cai to the former leader's seclusion place of the Ghost Spirit Sect. They hid in the bushes, and she nudged him with her elbow, whispering, "Quickly release the poison, then watch and tell me who is suitable."

"Will my eyes go blind looking at so much trash?" He said unwillingly.

"Do you believe me if I take you to see someone who will really make your eyes go blind?" Lu Xiaoding suddenly turned and said fiercely.

Kong Xin Cai looked at her in surprise. She was so angry, the person must be terrifying, able to blind someone with just a glance.

"What are you staring at? Quickly release the poisonous smoke; it's almost dawn." Seeing him staring at her, Lu Xiaoding scolded him angrily.

"Alright, you're too fierce." Kong Xin Cai reluctantly began to release the poisonous smoke. A large cloud of yellow poisonous smoke rose, and Lu Xiaoding took out the Soul Devouring Fan and started to fan it.

Without much effort, the poisonous smoke quickly spread, covering half the mountain and continuing to spread to other areas. Soon, cries of pain echoed through the mountain. The cultivators who touched the poisonous smoke immediately had their skin and flesh rot, causing unbearable pain.

Those in the Qi Condensation stage died after a few cries, while those in the Foundation Establishment stage were a bit better, able to temporarily use spiritual energy to resist. However, the corrosive power of the poisonous smoke was extremely strong, and their spiritual energy was quickly depleted. If they didn't act soon, they would die.

"What's happening? Why is this poisonous smoke here?" Two Golden Core cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect finally appeared. One looked rough and didn't seem to like poetry, while the other looked refined and elegant, remaining calm despite the sudden event.

Lu Xiaoding pointed at one of them and said, "Kong Xin Cai, how about this one? He's perfect, clearly full of talent."

Kong Xin Cai only glanced at him with the corner of his eye and refused, "No, his demeanor is good, but I can't tell if he has talent. I'm not satisfied."

"This isn't good enough? Don't be too picky. Who has time to write poetry every day?" Lu Xiaoding pouted, thinking he had said he wasn't picky, but now he had many opinions when it came to choosing.

Suddenly, Kong Xin Cai pointed to someone and said, "Choose that one, quickly take me to him."

So fast? Lu Xiaoding followed his finger and saw Yuan Zhi standing there, his face pale, with a bandage visible under his shirt. She looked at Kong Xin Cai with disdain, "You shallow guy, saying you can't tell if someone has talent. You just think he's ugly. Now you see a handsome man with a high nose, and you ignore talent and choose him without a second thought."

Kong Xin Cai said indifferently, "As long as someone looks good, whatever they say is poetry. If someone looks bad but writes good poetry, most people only like them after they die. I don't want to be like that."

"You're really a pervert."

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