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Chapter 51: The Ancestor Appears
To annihilate the empty heart and follow the master. To extinguish spiritual wisdom, hollow out the heart, allowing the body to follow the master.
It wishes to become the sheath for the Long Spike in its hand; it would rather become a puppet than not be by Lian Yun's side.
This sentiment is so sacred, surpassing life and death together; how could Lian Yun not feel heartbroken?
Just as Lian Yun was overwhelmed with sorrow, the air around suddenly began to warm, and all the spiritual swords on Divine Sword Mountain tilted at varying degrees.
This was a sign of reverence, a gesture of respect, for the ancestor was about to arrive.
Since the existence of Spirits was confirmed, humanity had no choice but to connect certain folklore with the Spirits that appeared in the world.
Among them, those Spirits with special attributes essentially represented one kind of Spirit: the Zombie.
Ordinary ghosts are merely Magnetorheological Fluids and cannot bear other attributes. Only Zombies, possessing mutated bodies, can have special properties.
And the ancestor is a Zombie, specifically a high-level Zombie known as Fire Wraith.
However, the ancestor that appeared before Lian Yun and others was somewhat peculiar. He held a large hammer in one hand and had a claw-like hand in the other, towering over ordinary people by twice their size.
Standing at about six feet two inches tall, he was bare-chested with a stone skirt around his waist. His muscular physique resembled that of a world-class bodybuilder, impressively defined. However, his skin had a slight grayish hue, giving off an impression of insufficient vitality.
Moreover, on his back rested an anvil as massive as a mountain.
The ancestor's gaze seemed somewhat vacant, as if lacking Spiritual Energy. He appeared somewhat silly as he looked back and forth between Broken Sword and the sword in Lian Yun's hand.
"Younger generation pays respects to the ancestor!"
Lin Feiyu and the others bowed, including Lian Yun. Although he felt utterly drained of strength, he summoned the respect within him and forced himself to stand and bow.
"In your eyes, what you hold is a Greatsword? Similar to Taiwu?"
Knowing that Taiwu referred to the Broken Sword, Lian Yun nodded eagerly.
The Ancestor displayed a hint of confusion. After a while, unable to comprehend, he gestured with one hand, summoning the Broken Sword Blade, then extended his hand toward Lian Yun. "Give it to me!"
Lian Yun hurriedly handed over the item in his possession. In this world, only the Ancestor could take Lian Yun's 'sword.'
The Ancestor traced a line along the body of the Broken Sword and the Long Spike, then inserted the Long Spike into the hollow part of the Broken Sword.
The first attempt failed, but after a few twists, though there was no sound, everyone seemed to hear a clicking noise as if grooves were aligning perfectly.
Soon, the Long Spike completely fused with the Broken Sword, and an aura of perfection radiated from the newly formed Greatsword.
Lin Feiyu and the others were astonished and puzzled, but Lian Yun stared wide-eyed, feeling somewhat bewildered.
At that moment, the sword in the Ancestor's hand resembled his own Sword One exactly, without any difference. It was clear that the sword in the Ancestor's hand was the true sword that Lian Yun cherished.
But what was going on?
However, with a spark of realization in his dull eyes, the Ancestor nodded excitedly. "I see now! I must have forgotten!"
"What I initially obtained was a large stone. During the forging process, I struck out Stone Heart. I split what was originally one stone into two."
"Later, feeling that Taiwu was too heavy for even a great Warrior to wield with one hand, I added a double-handed grip to it while intending to forge Stone Heart into a thin sword."
"However, since the stone was originally one entity, even though body and mind were separated, its soul could not be divided. Thus, Stone Heart could not become a sword and could not awaken its spirit."
"If you wish to see its true form, it seems that fate is not on your side."
"Cloud, this is the intention; do not be heartbroken!" Lin Feiyu hurriedly said to Lian Yun.
According to the ancestor's words, this was indeed the intention, for Taiwu was inherently incomplete and self-destructed due to Lian Yun's influence, instead becoming the opportunity for its return to wholeness.
Understanding this point, Lian Yun felt somewhat better; however, her gaze still held a trace of sadness. No matter what, the Taiwu Sword was originally a complete sword; otherwise, it would not have a spirit. Moreover, its sword spirit was merely the Taiwu Sword Spirit, which had self-destructed for Lian Yun!
Ding~~
A crisp sound rang out as the ancestor forged the sword in public.
The ancestor's claw glowed red like fire, and the newly forged Greatsword mirrored this intensity. With each strike, the Blade remained unchanged, yet a sense of fusion and solidity continuously emanated.
At that moment, the ancestor's expression transformed from dullness to one of utmost seriousness, caution, reverence, and sanctity.
Ding ding ding ding~~~
The clear sounds continued in a rhythmic manner. Coupled with the ancestor's demeanor and aura, Lin Feiyu and the others felt an inexplicable elevation within themselves.
Their breaths seemed unchanged; their gazes grew increasingly calm, yet their demeanor took on a weightiness as if they had been tempered through countless trials.
Lian Yun also benefited greatly from this experience. However, what she displayed was merely a gradual recovery in her eyes' expression, as if her spirit had merely begun to heal.
Ding ding ding~~~
As the ancestor struck the Greatsword for the ninety-ninth time, suddenly an inexplicable aura emanated from the Greatsword and Blade. This aura resembled sentience but also carried a hazy quality as if it were neither fully awake nor asleep.
This aura spread across a radius of several dozen meters before converging again. The ground and Lian Yun's chest were affected as all the blood she had just coughed up was drawn up and swiftly flew into the gap between the sword handle and Blade.
All the blood had been absorbed, and the Ancestor struck down with a hammer, producing a sound that echoed, "Deng~~~"
Unlike the previous ninety-nine strikes, this final blow carried a sense of rebound, as if the sword had already taken shape. It felt as though the Ancestor's last strike signified the completion of the sword forging.
Regardless of the circumstances, Lin Feiyu and the others, who had been entranced, suddenly came to their senses. They bowed deeply to the Ancestor in gratitude.
The Ancestor then tossed the sword in his hand to Lian Yun, saying, "This sword belongs to you alone. The Taiwu Sword Spirit has not yet dissipated; treat it with care, and it will recover. However, once it is placed in a dead state and reborn, Taiwu will no longer be Taiwu. You should give this sword a new meaning."
A new meaning—a new name.
Lian Yun took the Greatsword and immediately felt its weight. Now, Lian Yun could easily lift a thousand pounds with one hand, so feeling its heaviness was no surprise; it made sense that the Ancestor had added a double-handed grip for him.
However, Lian Yun did not dwell on this thought. Upon hearing that the Taiwu Sword Spirit had not yet dissipated, he was overjoyed and lost in excitement.
After a while, he regained his composure and looked at the sword in his hand. It was still that Black Blade Without Edge, which made Lian Yun feel an overwhelming joy once again.
This time, Lian Yun bowed deeply to the Ancestor and said, "Thank you for your grace in recreating this sword!"
(End of Chapter)
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