I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

882  Chapter 883: Shattering Mountains and Rivers with Myriads of Blossoms

"How can you come with me outside?"

Li Xiaobai asked patiently, noting that this sword was extraordinary and quite different from the two bronze Ice Essence Swords.

"Call me Daddy!"

The Huo Yun Sword seemed very excited.

Li Xiaobai: "???"

The Huo Yun Sword emphasized again, "Call me Daddy, see who can shout louder!"

"I'd better stick to the old method."

Li Xiaobai sighed, took out a clump of Hellfire, and reasoned that conversing with these ancient swords was clearly not a wise choice—when the Great Treasured Sword misbehaved, he'd punish it first.

A pitch-black flame burst forth in an instant, solidifying into a sword and sweeping towards the Huo Yun Sword.

The black flames quickly enveloped it, but the next second he was shocked—as the Hellfire did not burn or devour it, instead, it gathered strand by strand beneath the broken hilt, forming the Huo Yun Sword's blade.

Filling in all the defects on the Evil God Huo Yun's body.

"Can you control Hellfire?"

Li Xiaobai was astounded. This situation was unprecedented; logically, even Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators couldn't manipulate these flames at will, let alone control it right in front of him.

Could it be that this broken Huo Yun Sword possessed power that surpassed that of Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators?

What level of existence was it, a Semi-Saint? Or even higher?

"Buzz buzz!"

The Huo Yun Sword trembled, its core glowing with golden-red Magma Sword Evocation, and the outer part bound with pitch-black flame sword radiance burned everything, unimpededly slashing onto Li Xiaobai's body.

[Attribute Points +1,000,000…]

The System's panel showed fluctuating values.

The Hellfire that touched his body was instantly absorbed; those one million Attribute Points were all given by the Huo Yun Sword's own Sword Intent.

One million per strike, which had already exceeded the Earth Immortal Realm, truly reaching the level of a Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivator—this broken sword hilt was no simple matter.

Seeing Li Xiaobai acting as if it were nothing, the Huo Yun Sword hummed lightly, engraving a line of words on the ground that expressed its shock.

"Who are you, that you can withstand the Magma Sword Evocation of the Evil God Lord himself with your mere physical body?"

"And what is this flame that can burn and devour Immortal Yuan?"

The Huo Yun Sword was puzzled. It had never seen such a formidable cultivator among humans, one who could withstand Sword Intent with his body and remain unharmed. It was unimaginable unless seen with its own eyes.

Moreover, to find such a miraculous treasure in the opponent's hand, staying within it, it felt its own strength being slowly devoured. However, at the same time, it also experienced the potent power within the flames, which was very helpful for enhancing Sword Intent.

"This is Hellfire that can devour the Immortal Yuan within all things and grow rapidly. How do you control it?"

Li Xiaobai was puzzled; this was a flame created by the System, and he had never encountered such a situation before.

"There is no martial skill in the world that can't be overcome, only precision can't be breached."

The Huo Yun Sword sketched in the air, appearing very proud. It had perfected its mastery of flames to the utmost degree, fundamentally suppressing the nascent Hellfire and consequently could forcefully confine it to its own blade.

Li Xiaobai was speechless, recalling the Hellfire. The black flames on the Huo Yun Sword instantly disappeared, reverting once again to a shabby hilt.

"Where's the fire? Release that Hellfire, let me feel it thoroughly!"

The Huo Yun Sword, its Sword Qi bursting forth, continued sketching in the air, a bit urgently.

"Will you follow me from now on, with plenty of Hellfire to consume?"

Li Xiaobai said with a faint smile.

Huo Yun Sword: "Kid, you are not yet qualified. If you use Hellfire to offer to your family's Evil God Huo Yun, and respectfully invite out your family's Evil God, that might be acceptable."

"Will one Huazi suffice?"

Li Xiaobai lit a Huazi and threw it over. The smoke swirled and steam rose, with the fragrance of Huazi lingering around the Huo Yun Sword. The bronze sword and Ice Essence Sword, which had been ready to act, simultaneously moved closer, abandoning their previous misgivings to greedily share the smoke dispersing in the void.

"What is this? It can even wash away distractions and enhance enlightenment!"

The Huo Yun Sword was shocked. Its body trembled continuously, resonating loudly. Being smoked by the Huazi, it felt sublimated.

"This item, called Huazi, can cleanse impurities within the body and briefly elevate enlightenment. Just stick with me, and you'll have enough!"

Li Xiaobai said cheerfully.

Huo Yun Sword: "Besides Hellfire, one Huazi a day for that item called Huazi!"

This was its condition after careful deliberation. The effectiveness of Huazi was apparent to all, and such a level of treasure was definitely a rare gem. One a day was truly a luxury. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"No problem!"

Li Xiaobai's expression was odd. This Huo Yun Sword was typical of someone whose poverty had limited their imagination, even demanding one Huazi a day. He wondered what the sword would think if it discovered after going out that nearly everyone in the Sword Sect had several packs of Huazi.

The Huo Yun Sword withdrew its Sword Domain, the surrounding magma disappeared, and they were now in a huge cave.

Stepping onto a golden chariot to leave the cave, Li Xiaobai now had another sword swirling around him. At sunset, amidst ice and frost, and giant magma, three starkly different Sword Evocations swirled around him. He could feel the power of the Demon Sealing Sword Evocation increasing every moment under the tempering of these three Sword Evocations.

"Does this Sword Tomb have any treasures?" Li Xiaobai asked.

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Huo Yun Sword: "Inside the Sword Tomb, there are only three Divine Swords led by the Lord of the Evil God. The rest are insignificant and unimportant."

It was an old resident of the Sword Tomb. When the Huo Yun Sword had fallen, it came with a skeleton. There must be treasures buried in its burial site. The sword had always had a poor relationship with the Huo Yun Sword and didn't want it to play tricks.

"Take me there, and you'll get a Huazi," Li Xiaobai said lightly.

"Dammit, the Evil God is my master!"

The Huo Yun Sword was furious, ready to fight to the death with the bronze sword.

"So what?"

"I need more money!"

"How much more?"

"At least two Huazi!"

"No problem, I'll give you two when we get there."

Li Xiaobai nodded, realizing that the Huo Yun Sword was not very bright, and, being typically impoverished for a long time, was severely lacking in imagination and completely unaware of a wealthy person's wealth.

...

A short while later,

The three of them arrived at the center of the Sword Tomb. The Huo Yun Sword unleashed its Sword Qi, piercing the ground, revealing a deeply hidden cavern underneath, housing the remains and inheritance of the Evil God Huo Yun.

As he stepped inside, a thick sense of historical accumulation hit him, instinctively bringing a solemn expression to his face. It was the aura of a powerful being, which, even in death, still exuded a breath specific to that era.

There stood a stone tablet in the cave, engraved with a poem, the handwriting rough yet bold, showing the style of a master.

"I possess a heart of an immortal,"

"Long sealed by worldly toils."

"Once the dust clears, light is born,"

"Illuminating rivers and mountains in multitudes!"