“Heavenly Law Love Entanglement?”
Lu Li did indeed have that strange term in his mind.
But it only existed in ancient records. He didn’t know what made this Spiritual Root different.
“Founding Ancestor’s immortal grade can change heaven and earth.” Lin Yin examined Lu Li’s face. “You were able to cultivate Charm Technique in half a day. Perhaps… what you can charm is not just heaven and earth.”
“Do you know that all techniques in the Immortal Realm are built around Spiritual Roots?” Lin Yin raised a finger and traced the shape of a sword in the air. “Take Liu Qingyun, who you’ll spar with soon. I attended his Enthronement Ceremony a few years ago. He has an Upper Grade Sword Spiritual Root, same as you, and can control all weapons. Lately, he’s even been able to talk to his sword.”
“Talk to his sword?” Lu Li recalled the image of Liu Qingyun placing a wooden sword on his knee during the ceremony. “What technique is that?”
“Sword Zen. It allows the sword to absorb the cultivator’s own traits. As he continues to fight, the sword evolves along with him.” As Lin Yin spoke, the long sword before her shifted into strange forms. “So when facing the Imperial Sword Sect, no one knows what their swords will become.”
“Originally, I wanted you to be careful, but if your Spiritual Root is like this—” Lin Yin grabbed with her wrist. The purple mist that had been creeping toward Lu Li clung reluctantly, hesitating a moment before returning to her palm. “Just do as you please.”
“As I please?”
“Yes, Heavenly Law Love Entanglement. If I understand correctly… you can do anything within your ability.” Lin Yin withdrew all the purple mist. “Alright, get ready for the spar. We’ll discuss taking you as a disciple afterward.”
‘Anything within my ability…’ Lu Li watched Lin Yin soar away, momentarily stunned.
Since entering the sect, he had indeed been able to do more than before.
But the world of immortal cultivation was still bound by True Yuan, Martial Arts, and Magic Techniques.
‘If I can do anything…’ Lu Li looked at the fallen leaves in the courtyard and softly called out a word.
“Call Wind.”
With a gentle sound, the True Yuan in his meridians flowed slowly. The leaves in the distance rose, swirling in a small tornado that drew close to him.
“It actually works!”
Elated, Lu Li watched the leaves fall again once they reached him, then turned to the flower bed.
Recently, he had been drawing Flower and Grass Dew, which had left the flowers somewhat wilted.
“Summon Rain!” With a thought, his True Qi surged through his meridians once more.
But this time the consumption was much greater. The originally bright sky above the small courtyard suddenly grew overcast.
Then, clouds gathered, and a fine, drizzly rain fell, nourishing the plants in the flower bed.
“It really works!” Lu Li laughed involuntarily, bathed in the fine rain.
He truly had a Divine Grade Spiritual Root, one in ten thousand years.
He really could do anything within his ability.
“But…” In the midst of his joy, Lu Li felt that even those two simple tasks had depleted the True Yuan in his meridians.
Though the Qi Refining Stage was the entry level for immortal cultivation, it shouldn’t leave one exhausted after just a few Magic Techniques.
‘You win some, you lose some.’ As Lu Li thought this and prepared to sit cross-legged to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, he was stopped by his many layers of skirts.
“Sigh, my Spiritual Root is good, but it only works in my female form.” Just as Lu Li started walking toward his room, Qing Luo hurried over, riding her Light Gauze.
“Lu Li, the spar is about to begin.” Qing Luo hovered in midair, but her eyes were drawn to the rainclouds over the flower bed. “Hey, why is it drizzling?”
“It’s a long story… but it’s starting already?” Lu Li had no choice but to rise into the air, stepping on the Light Gauze to head to the Battle Arena with Qing Luo.
“Yeah, I thought you were going back to change clothes, but you’re still like this.” Qing Luo laughed with a glance. “Could it be that our Senior Sister Lu actually likes these clothes?”
“What are you talking about? I was thinking of a way.” Lu Li smiled wryly. “I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly.”
“I think if Senior Sister Lu just stood there and smiled at that Imperial Sword Sect disciple, you’d win outright.” Qing Luo looked at Lu Li’s current appearance. “After all, your Charm Technique is perfected.”
“Maybe… that’s true.” Lu Li looked at the jade bracelet on his left wrist. “Maybe I need to use a different approach.”
“So should I call you Senior Sister from now on?”
“Better not.” Lu Li formed a sword finger with his right hand and lightly tapped Qing Luo’s forehead. “Let’s go. Time to face our guests from the Imperial Sword Sect.”
Before long, Lu Li and Qing Luo arrived at the Battle Arena.
Today’s arena was even livelier than before.
Not only were all the sect’s members present, but even the Miscellaneous Service Disciples who usually worked had come to watch.
In addition, there were people from the Imperial Sword Sect, the Buddhist Light Sect, and a few other sects.
“Are we late?” Lu Li looked at Liu Qingyun sitting in the center of the arena, still cross-legged and holding his sword.
“Not late, not late.” Wang Youming laughed heartily. “Miss Lu, please go in. I’m curious to see what the Sword Spiritual Root can become in the hands of the Yin Yang Sect.”
“So am I.” As Lu Li slowly descended to the center of the arena, the long sword in Liu Qingyun’s arms trembled, making him open his eyes.
“As expected of the Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect. I’ve heard that your sect’s Charm Technique can captivate all things in the world.” Liu Qingyun stood up but kept his eyes closed. “May I ask what Miss Lu excels in for combat? The sect’s Light Gauze, a long sword, or fist and palm techniques?”
“Just some basic skills.” Lu Li spoke truthfully.
These past days, he really hadn’t practiced much Cultivation Technique.
“I haven’t practiced much either.” Liu Qingyun opened his eyes. “I’ve been talking to my sword.”
“Sword Zen?”
“Yes. But until now, when I sparred with all my fellow disciples, my Bladeless Sword never trembled.” Liu Qingyun gripped the hilt. “Please give me your guidance, Miss Lu.”
“Please give me your guidance as well, Brother Liu.” Lu Li gave a simple bow, and with a flick of his wrist, the Light Gauze draped over him.
“Ah, the Yin Yang Sect’s Silk of a Hundred Turns.” Liu Qingyun pointed his sword forward. “But ordinary moves won’t work on me.”
“Is that so?” Lu Li smiled brightly. “What about this?”
“Sword, come.”
These words were spoken not by Liu Qingyun.
But by Lu Li.
In that soft whisper, the wooden sword in Liu Qingyun’s hand nearly flew away.
“You also have an Upper Grade Sword Spiritual Root… How interesting.” Liu Qingyun grinned, baring his teeth. “Bamboo Edge, you can have a good fight now.”
“Sword to Bamboo Transformation.”
Liu Qingyun instead released his long sword, letting it fall to the ground.
But when the wooden sword hit the earth, it melted into the soil.
Then, a lush grove of bamboo sprouted up.
“This is my Sword Zen.” Liu Qingyun walked toward Lu Li with empty hands. “How will Miss Lu respond?”