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Chapter 2377

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"Master, a strand of Primeval Qi can allow us to surpass our former peak and take a step further, making us even more powerful," Ziying said with a sliver of eagerness in her voice.

There was no creature in the world that could resist the temptation of becoming even more powerful, whether it was cultivators in large numbers or innate spirits like the sword spirits.

Jianchen was surprised when he heard that. The sword spirits were already extremely powerful existences when they were at their peak. When they fused their swords, they possessed devastating power. Just how heaven-defying would they be if they took a step further?

The Primeval Qi was actually so beneficial to the sword spirits that even Jianchen was tempted. He wanted to obtain it eagerly. The sword spirits had already accepted him as their master. If they became even more powerful, it would indirectly increase his battle prowess as well.

Jianchen sucked in a deep breath and slowly calmed himself down. He looked at the hall spirit with mixed feelings and said in thought, "Actually, there's no need to go through so much trouble if you want to remove the curse. All you need to do is ask a Grand Exalt on the same level as a Saint, and you should be able to remove the curse easily. If you're willing, I can find a way to find a Saint for you. "

After learning that Primeval Qi was of great use to the sword spirits, Jianchen began to think about how he could obtain a strand of Primeval Qi for the sword spirits.

He did not even dare to think about obtaining ten droplets of essence blood from Grand Exalts because it was impossible. As a matter of fact, he would not be able to obtain it for a very long time.

Even though finding a Grand Exalt was as difficult as ascending to the heavens, it was much easier than finding ten droplets of essence blood.

Jianchen considered finding a Grand Exalt to remove the curse on the Artifact Spirit in exchange for a strand of Primeval Qi.

After all, there were only a handful of Grand Exalts in the current Saints' World. With his current strength, it would not be easy for him to see an expert like that. As a result, it was not excessive at all for him to exchange for a strand of Primeval Qi with these conditions.

At the same time, he believed that once Grand Exalts learnt of the Primeval Divine Hall's existence, those great Grand Exalts would definitely personally protect it given how precious it was.

After all, the Primeval Divine Hall before him was a peak god artifact that was no weaker than the twin swords.

However, Jianchen's words seemed to touch the hall spirit's bottom line. The eyes of the Artifact Spirit immediately sharpened. It stared at Jianchen viciously and said coldly, "Brat, it's best if you don't do that, or I won't spare you even with the protection of the yin and yang Qi."

Jianchen immediately frowned when he heard the hall spirit's agitated reaction and its threatening words. He stared at the old man and actually became rather confused about what the Artifact Spirit was planning.

"Primeval, my master's method was indeed the only method that could help you break free quickly back then," the sword spirits said with displeasure.

The hall spirit said coldly, "I've already thought of getting a Saint to take action. If I really wanted to do that, I would have broken free long ago. Why would I still be trapped today?"

"It's just that once a Saint learns of my existence, I'll have no choice but to accept him as my master. After my master's death, I no longer want to yield to anyone, even if they're the most powerful Saint in the world … "

Jianchen immediately revealed a strange expression when he heard that. He only felt that the Primeval Artifact Spirit was just too unconventional. It had clearly become an Artifact Spirit, yet it wanted to be free.

The sword spirits stared at the Artifact Spirit with mixed feelings and said, "But you're only an Artifact Spirit in the end. The mission of an Artifact Spirit is to fight for their masters. It's basically impossible for you to break free from the restraints of fate. Even if you can hide for a while, you won't be able to hide forever. As long as you break free and appear in the outside world, you'll be discovered by the sovereigns of the world sooner or later."

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about that." The Artifact Spirit snorted coldly, "Ten droplets of essence blood in exchange for a strand of Primeval Qi that can make you even stronger. Are you willing or not? I know you're very weak right now, so it's impossible for you to obtain the essence blood, but you're innate spirits condensed from a strand of yin and yang Qi after all. In the future, you'll have the ability to do so sooner or later. "

"Primeval Spirit, if you want ten droplets of essence blood, you should beg our master, not us," replied the sword spirits.

"Your master?" The Primeval Spirit studied Jianchen with a sliver of disdain, "Him? I don't know why you've chosen him as your master, but I don't think he'll have the ability to find ten droplets of essence blood for me in the future. "

"Although there's already a drop of essence blood in his body, I can also sense that the drop of essence blood in his body was left behind by a Saint from the previous epoch. It's not from this epoch. It's all due to luck that he was able to obtain this drop of essence blood. It's impossible for luck like this to accompany him forever."

The Artifact Spirit suddenly paused when it reached there. It continued with a strange expression, "Do you mean to say that you want me to wait for your master to become a Saint in the future?"

Before the sword spirits could reply, the Artifact Spirit sneered, "If that's really what you think, then all I can say is that you're far too naive. I know better than you just how difficult it is to become a Saint and how many hurdles you have to go through. "

"In the age where my master reigned supreme, the path to becoming a Saint was also known as the path of burying bones. The reason why it was called that was because every single Saint walked over a pile of bones. Every single Saint was formed from countless corpses, burying all the prodigies of a generation. "

"Your master might possess some ability and be one of the prodigies of the present age. However, in the future, he might become a stepping stone for other prodigies on the path to becoming a Saint. "

"You want me to place my hopes on your master, but in my opinion, you're just making me waste my time waiting for nothing."

The Artifact Spirit said confidently. It did not hide its disdain for Jianchen at all.

Although it was only an Artifact Spirit, it was condensed from a strand of Primeval Qi after all. It possessed its own pride. Even Grand Exalts of the world struggled to make it yield, let alone Jianchen who was only a Divine King right now.

The sword spirits were extremely angered by the Artifact Spirit's disdain for Jianchen. Qing Suo immediately snorted coldly, "Our master isn't as mediocre as you've described him to be. Primeval Qi, open your eyes and take a good look."

"Hmph, you're still unconvinced? Very well, let me see where your Yin and Yang Qi's confidence comes from. " The Artifact Spirit did not treat the sword spirits' words too seriously. However, it still studied Jianchen seriously.

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