Chapter 450 - 456: Sword Name: Jing Hong

’Based on how things are going, Sister is certain to forge a Lifebound Longsword that will leave her completely satisfied.’

"Sister Huo, we have to be good protectors! We absolutely cannot let anyone disturb her!"

The Dragon Spirit flexed its chubby arms, looking full of power.

’I have to protect Sister. I can’t let anyone ruin this for her.’

"Yes, we must not lose focus!"

The Divine Nether Profound Fire nodded, its expression growing more serious.

They were all waiting for their master to finish forging the Longsword!

...

「Another half-month passed in a flash.」

Outside the forbidden land, the Great Elder was growing impatient.

’Logically, the forbidden land should be incredibly dangerous. If those two ran into trouble, they’d either be dead by now or would have scrambled out in a panic.’

But after waiting for over half a month, there wasn’t a soul in sight, not even a shadow.

He frowned and sent several Communication Talismans to Huo Yang, but each time, Huo Yang just told him to keep waiting.

From the sound of it, the two inside were no ordinary Cultivators. They were tough to kill and definitely weren’t dead yet.

He had no choice but to continue waiting.

’What in the world is Huo Yang so busy with?’ he grumbled inwardly. ’Why isn’t he here yet?’

"Sigh."

The Great Elder, once brimming with murderous intent, was now bored out of his mind.

Just as his boredom reached its peak, he suddenly noticed a Heavenly Tribulation gathering above the forbidden land.

"What’s going on?"

The Great Elder was instantly energized, his eyes fixed on the gathering Heavenly Tribulation.

Meanwhile, inside the forbidden land, Song Wanning had also noticed the descending Heavenly Tribulation.

A glint of excitement flashed in her eyes. She turned to the Golden Small Sword beside her and said, "The Heavenly Tribulation is about to descend. This is a great opportunity for a Sword Spirit to be born. It’s all up to you now!"

The Golden Small Sword was the Sword Spirit that had awakened within her Divine Soul. Its existence was tied to hers.

But a Magical Treasure was different. Once it gave birth to a Sword Spirit, that spirit belonged completely to the treasure itself.

Even if she, its master, were to die, the new spirit could survive and even help the Magical Treasure grow stronger over time.

"Don’t worry, Sister! I’ll do my best!"

The Golden Small Sword was brimming with excitement. It really wanted a little brother.

Filled with motivation, it proactively merged into the newly forged Longsword.

BOOM—

The Heavenly Tribulation arrived right on cue, smashing down with brutal force.

The Longsword shot up on its own, flying to meet the Heavenly Tribulation head-on.

In an instant, the Longsword was completely engulfed.

But through the deluge, a Longsword crackling with innumerable bolts of lightning could be seen flashing relentlessly. The CRACKLING Power of thunder and lightning filled the air with a smoky haze.

This scene, of course, did not escape the notice of Baili Shang and the Great Elder.

Baili Shang’s brow furrowed. He immediately thought of Song Wanning.

After all, Song Wanning was a Sword Cultivator; it was highly likely she was responsible for this disturbance.

’Song Wanning is just too mysterious,’ he thought.

’Now she can even trigger a Heavenly Tribulation just by forging a Magical Treasure...’

He was once again thankful that he had treated her well from the beginning. Otherwise, he would have surely been caught in her schemes by now.

But even after more than half a month inside, he still hadn’t found the fabled origin of the Demon God.

On the other side, the Great Elder stared at the Longsword braving the tribulation in the sky, his eyes flashing with a greedy light. He was beyond excited.

’What does a Magical Treasure that can endure a tribulation signify?’

’It means it’s highly likely to birth an Artifact Spirit!’

’That’s a growth-type Magical Treasure, its power would be astonishing! In the future, it wouldn’t be impossible for it to evolve into an Immortal Artifact, or even a Divine Artifact.’

’For such a precious item to fall into the hands of two people from the Outer Realm... what a waste.’

’If I could seize that treasure for myself, then...’

The more the Great Elder thought about it, the more tempted he became. Driven by his own greed, he decided not to report this to Huo Yang.

The more he stared at the Longsword, the more captivated he became, wishing he could rush in and snatch it right that second.

However, the restrictive barrier was his biggest obstacle.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

A sharp shriek suddenly erupted from the Longsword undergoing the tribulation. Immediately after, a streak of red and black light shot out, rocketing straight into the sky.

It was followed by a bolt of purple Power of thunder and lightning that also shot upward.

BOOM—

Another Heavenly Thunder descended, smashing both lights straight back into the Longsword.

But at that moment, the Golden Small Sword broke free. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a long Golden Dragon, let out a heaven-shaking roar, and whipped its tail toward the sky.

BOOM—

The final Heavenly Thunder fell, engulfing the Longsword once more.

The Great Elder watched with his heart in his throat, finding himself actually praying for the Longsword to successfully birth a Sword Spirit.

In his mind, he already considered the Longsword his own.

RUMBLE—

The Longsword suddenly let out a low hum, its vibrations spreading out in all directions.

The terrifying shockwave slammed into the surrounding barrier, causing it to POUND audibly, as if it were about to shatter.

Fortunately, the barrier was incredibly sturdy. After a few shudders, it stabilized once more.

When the low hum faded, a small, red longsword shot out from the blade. It was the Sword Spirit.

The Sword Spirit BUZZED and trembled a few times, then circled rapidly in the air as if celebrating its birth.

But in the blink of an eye, it returned to its corporeal form and merged back into the Longsword.

By now, the Heavenly Tribulation had completely dissipated. A Longsword, red with veins of thunderous purple, appeared in mid-air before shooting straight down toward Song Wanning.

The sky returned to a state of calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

But in Song Wanning’s hand now rested a brand-new Longsword, one completely in tune with her will.

"Master, Master!"

A high, childlike voice rang out, and a small, red Spiritual Body in the shape of a sword popped out. It was the Longsword’s Sword Spirit.

Its red color matched her Spirit Root attribute.

But it was also streaked with the purplish-black of the Divine Thunder Seed, imbuing its strikes with a potent Thunder Attribute power and multiplying its might.

Song Wanning had guided a portion of the Divine Thunder Seed into it on a whim, never expecting it to actually succeed.

"Sister, Sister, it worked! I have another little brother!!!"

The Golden Small Sword jumped up and down in excitement. The Dragon Spirit and Little Fire were also grinning from ear to ear; the more friends they had, the livelier it would be.

Song Wanning let out a small laugh. "How do you know it’s a little brother? Couldn’t it be a little sister?"

"Innate Spiritual Bodies don’t have a gender to begin with. They just choose one for themselves based on personal preference."

"Hehe, I just have a feeling it’s a little brother."

The Golden Small Sword grew embarrassed at the question. ’I can’t just say that girls are quieter and don’t like to roughhouse with us, can I?’

’Little Fire is just like that; she has a very quiet personality.’

’But I don’t dare say it out loud. I’m worried Little Fire would be sad if she heard.’

"Alright, go on and get to know each other."

Song Wanning didn’t press the Golden Small Sword, simply patting the newborn red sword spirit with a smile.

"From now on, this sword shall be named Jing Hong. And I’ll call you Xiao Hong, how about that?"

The moment she finished speaking, two words suddenly appeared on the red sword’s blade.

Jing Hong.