The little sword spirit was rather strong. She pinched Shi Xiaobai's cheeks and with a forceful pinch, Shi Xiaobai's mouth was pried open amidst his shock. The black and white fragments that were gathered together were like soldiers that had received an order. They suddenly soared into the sky and charged straight into Shi Xiaobai's open mouth, tunneling deep into his throat.
Logically speaking, Shi Xiaobai should not have been struck so easily. However, the little sword spirit had not only acted as a cute loli to hide her true personality, she had also hidden her strength. Her strength was so great that it was even greater than Shi Xiaobai's normal state. At that moment, Shi Xiaobai was in a weakened state due to the 'Holy Tree Sin Poison', so he was unable to put up any resistance.
Furthermore, the little sword spirit's sudden attack was premeditated. While Shi Xiaobai was still reeling in shock, the fragments of the black and white sword began to line up in an orderly fashion at a speed that left no time for one to cover one's ears. In a straight line, they entered deep into Shi Xiaobai's throat!
In just a few seconds, not a single fragment was left on the ground!
The Power of Taotie immediately began 'digesting' the black and white fragments that had penetrated his throat into his stomach, transforming them into 'antidotes'. The remnant 'Holy Tree Sin Poison' on his arms and calves was immediately purified at a discernible pace.
The little sword spirit released her hand and smacked Shi Xiaobai's chin, forcing him to close his mouth. Her strength was so great that it nearly dislocated Shi Xiaobai's chin.
"Hmph, forcing This Sword Spirit to resort to violence!"
The little sword spirit snorted coldly and clapped her hands. She narrowed her eyes and had a domineering expression. There was no trace of the innocence or cuteness of a six or seven-year-old girl.
Shi Xiaobai widened his eyes in disbelief as his expression changed drastically. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and forcefully retched.
"Blargh!"
Shi Xiaobai half-knelt on the ground and bent his body down. He used all his strength to vomit, hoping to vomit out the black and white fragments in his stomach, but nothing came out. He stuck his fingers deep into his mouth and forcefully clasped his throat. His voice was torn, as though he wanted to vomit out his organs, but all he could spit out was saliva.
"What a waste of effort."
The little sword spirit looked up slightly and glanced sideways at Shi Xiaobai. Seeing him spit out a mouthful of saliva, she frowned slightly. Her eyes were filled with contempt.
Shi Xiaobai did not seem to hear it as he continued vomiting. However, his stomach, which had been transformed by the Power of Taotie, was like a heavenly prison net that trapped the food he swallowed. Not even a drop of waste water was spared, much less the black and white fragments.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Shi Xiaobai opened his mouth wide and clasped his throat. Saliva was secreted instinctively as it dripped down, as though he was a hungry beast that had seen its prey.
Thud!
Suddenly, there seemed to be a different kind of liquid flowing down the corner of his mouth, mixing with his saliva.
It gently smashed into the pool of saliva on the ground, splashing and rippling.
The little sword spirit's expression changed slightly. She snorted coldly and said, "A man doesn't cry easily. What are you crying for?"
Shi Xiaobai bent over to vomit. His expression could not be seen, but hot tears poured out of his eyes like pearls that were strung together and fell to the ground.
Shi Xiaobai's tears rolled down, but there was no sound of crying. There was only heart-wrenching retching.
The little sword spirit frowned as her expression turned ugly. She said, "I didn't see you cry when you were in pain. I didn't see you cry when you were poisoned. I didn't see you cry when you were in dire straits. But now, you are crying over two lousy swords. How foolish are you?"
Shi Xiaobai stopped retching after a long while. He said with a hoarse voice, "This King is ultimately too weak."
Shi Xiaobai lowered his head. He did not retort the little sword spirit, nor did he grumble or berate her. Instead, his hands hung down and his head was lowered. He was like a withered old tree as he muttered to himself.
"If This King was a little stronger, if This King could split open the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower with a single strike, if This King could shatter the Transcendent King's remnant soul with a single punch, if This King could purify the Holy Tree Sin Poison with a single thought …
"If … it's just an if.
"This King is too weak! Too weak! Too weak!
"Because This King is too weak, he can't protect anything.
"Because This King is too weak, he can't create an ending where no one needs to sacrifice themselves.
"Because This King is too weak, he can't even save two swords!
"No, that's not right. It's This King's weakness that caused their deaths!"
Shi Xiaobai clenched his fists tightly as he blamed himself deeply. Once again, he felt the importance of strength. Kali had once asked him, "Youth, do you desire strength?" Back then, he did not ponder over this question deeply. He only believed that if strength could protect the things he wanted to protect, he would desire it.
However, in fact, he was just deliberately avoiding a more cruel but realistic answer — without strength, he could not protect anything!
He ultimately desired strength, and at that moment, this desire was extremely intense.
"Hmph, you are still not hopeless for being able to realize that you are too weak."
The little sword spirit mercilessly added insult to injury. She stared at Shi Xiaobai with narrowed eyes for a few seconds before suddenly saying coldly, "But you are hopelessly dumb. Who told you that the two crappy swords are dead?"
"What?"
Shi Xiaobai looked up in surprise. He saw the little sword spirit spread her hands upwards. Two pearl-sized crystalline blobs of light were suspended above her fair and petite palms. One was black and one was white. They were emitting a faint sword hum.
The little sword spirit pricked up her eyebrows and said, "These two crappy swords have pretty good luck. They have already formed a sword spirit fetus. Although the swords are destroyed, the fetus is still there. This Sword Spirit has split a bit of their Yuan Qi to preserve their spiritual consciousness. In the future, they can be reforged. Why are you crying? Aren't you ashamed?"
The little sword spirit looked up and grunted. She handed the blobs of light to Shi Xiaobai with both hands. "Take it!"
Shi Xiaobai received the black and white blobs of light from the little sword spirit's tiny hands in a daze. A clear sword hum immediately resounded. Amidst the weakness, there was joy. The black and white blobs of light trembled gently in Shi Xiaobai's palms as they slowly moved.
Shi Xiaobai's reddened eyes slowly lit up.
The black and white swords were still alive!
"This..."
The change from great sorrow to great joy was too fast. Shi Xiaobai was momentarily stunned.
"What this!?"
The little sword spirit placed her hands on her hips and said with a glare, "I already said that it was a pile of scrap metal. I told you to eat it, but you refused. You forced This Sword Spirit to use force. You even shed saliva, tears, and snot all over the ground. Aren't you dirty!?"
Shi Xiaobai's face turned red as he stammered, "Couldn't you have explained earlier..."
"Hmph! This Sword Spirit was angered by you! "
The little sword spirit pointed at Shi Xiaobai and reprimanded, "It's not scary to lack common sense, but for someone like you who lacks common sense to become This Sword Spirit's master, do you know that This Sword Spirit has been living in fear every day? Swords can be destroyed, but spiritual senses cannot be destroyed. If you don't even know such common sense, aren't you embarrassed to say that you are a swordsman? If not for This Sword Spirit, not only would you have caused the sword spirit fetus of the two crappy swords to die, you would have to pay an unknown price for that pile of worthless scrap metal. Tell me, aren't you silly? Wouldn't This Sword Spirit be infuriated seeing that? "
Shi Xiaobai gave an embarrassed smile. He had to admit that what the little sword spirit said made sense. He was truly speechless.
The little sword spirit was clearly filled with resentment as she said in an unforgiving manner, "You are still young, so it's acceptable for you to be slightly weaker. Although This Sword Spirit wishes for you to reach the Psionic Imperial Realm earlier, allowing This Sword Spirit to recover faster, this Sword Spirit will not do something as immoral as' spoiling a seedling through excessive enthusiasm '. So all you need to do is steadily become stronger at your present speed. But! But can you have a better memory, learn more common sense, and read more books? "
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