C101 Spirit Sword You Ying

"Could it be that this sword is pretty good?" Chang Jing asked unconfidently, "But its quality is really not good."

"Hehe," the broken sword excitedly grabbed Chang Jing's shoulder and said, "Foolish child, why don't you take a look at the sword for yourself and see if it's good or bad!"

Chang Jing received the broken sword suspiciously and looked at it.

The sword was eighty-five centimeters long, the blade sixty-six centimeters long (it had not been polished yet, and was only in its rudimentary form), the sword's craftsmanship was indeed extremely crude, to the point that it was rather bad. The sword's body looked like it was silver like water at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the sword's surface was bumpy and uneven, and its color was also a lot of spots.

"Grandfather, you're not thinking of making fun of me, right?" Chang Jing said embarrassedly as she returned the sword back to the broken sword, "I really can't see how it's good."

The broken sword laughed and shook his head, before passing the sword to the blazing domestic servant and said: "Come and take a look, see whether my good grandson's sword is good or bad."

The domestic servant took the sword and looked at it for a while before replying, "Reporting to the lord, this lowly one is truly unable to say. "Although this sword doesn't look very good on the outside, if you look closely you will see that it seems to contain a massive amount of energy. This energy also seems to be alive and constantly pulsing."

"Yes, that's it!" The broken sword was satisfied with his reply, and once again handed the sword over to Chang Jing for him to carefully observe.

It was not that Chang Jing did not know what the domestic servant was talking about, but he had thought that it was because the Water Fire Magic Elements was inside the sword. When he took the sword again, he realized that she was wrong, and this energy wave was definitely not as simple as she thought. Therefore, Chang Jing tried to imbue her own Qi into it. In the beginning, there was nothing wrong, but after a while, a problem appeared.

"Grandfather, there seems to be something inside that is eating my magic!" Chang Jing was startled, and at the same time, retracted her hand.

"Now you know that this sword is not ordinary, right?" The broken sword stroked the sword in satisfaction and said, "Although on the outside it doesn't look that outstanding, but on the inside it is definitely a good sword! Child, your first time refining a sword and you already have such achievements. As a grandfather, I feel very gratified. "You better work harder in the future!"

"Grandson obeys!" Chang Jing replied excitedly after hearing the compliment.

"Then give this sword a name first. A good sword cannot lack a name."

"According to grandfather, it's outer appearance is not outstanding, but inside, it's still very good. Why don't we call it — You Ying!"

"Good, now it's You Ying!" The Broken Sword took You Ying from Chang Jing's hands and said, "Tonight, it will end here, tomorrow I will personally make it a sword sheath and handle."

What the broken sword did not tell Chang Jing, was that You Ying was a sword with life and intelligence.

From that day onwards, Chang Jing trained with the broken sword during the day and night. The ancestor and grandson became more and more intimate, and the broken sword also became more and more fond of this grandson of her, who had only been in contact with him for a few days. And on the second day, You Ying made use of the Purple-Wood Handle (It was slightly sticky, and couldn't easily let go), and the engraved dragon sword sheath was "gifted" to Chang Jing, so Chang Jing could be considered to have her own weapon.

Time quickly passed, and from Chang Jing to the Jian Hun family, more than ten days had passed unknowingly. Although Chang Jing's martial arts progress was not great, but in terms of crafting skills, she had increased by leaps and bounds, and she had faintly reached the level of a first-rate blacksmith (not a blacksmith).

After training with the broken sword for a day, Chang Jing ran back to his own residence alone — — microsporium continued to cultivate the [Demon God Seal] from the [Art of Warlord]. For the past ten days, other than the first time she had felt a Qi flow through her lower abdomen, Chang Jing did not feel any improvement and could not help but become restless.

"Is there something wrong with what I wrote?" He opened the space bag and took out the《 Art of Warlord》 that he had thrown inside the space bag on his way home from school.

"That's right, my memory is exactly the same as the one in the book, but what's the problem?"

The depressed Chang Jing started to carefully read the《 Art of Warlord》 once again. The few lines of words on the title page stunned him — "Cultivator... "In three hundred years, there will be a small success …"

"Three hundred years?!" Chang Jing felt breathless, "Three hundred years from now, I don't even know how many times my bones have turned to mush, how could I possibly have any small success?"

Chang Jing ruthlessly threw the book back onto the space bag, then grabbed You Ying who was lying on the table and ran towards the training grounds gloomily.

"AHH!" He brandished You Ying around without any pattern, happily venting the anger in his heart. You Ying let out a faint blush from Chang Jing's dance, and it's cheerful laughter seemed to be mixed in with the sounds of her whooshing through the air.

"Hehe, I'm talking about big brother." At this time, a annoying voice came from behind Chang Jing, "You're in the mood to come out and practice so late at night? "But it doesn't look too different from a three year old child."

Needless to say, this person was Chang Jing's cousin — — Li Gute! Ever since Chang Jing followed the broken sword and entered the casting chamber, Li Gute's heart had never felt so good about it. She had always been thinking of ways to make things difficult for Chang Jing, and luckily, the broken sword had always pampered him, so he did not act rashly.

"Humph!" Chang Jing withdrew her head and thought to go to microsporium without looking back.

"I say, brother, don't be like this." Seeing that Chang Jing was about to leave, Li Gute became anxious, "I came here to apologize to you, for the past few days I have done many things wrong, and now I feel truly sorry for you."

"Oh?" Chang Jing stopped in her tracks, "Really?"

"Absolutely!" Li Gute nodded his head strongly to show his sincerity.

"Sigh, forget it." Chang Jing thought that since he was her own brother after all, it would be good if she could correct her mistakes, there was no need to make it sound like she was enemies with him, so she said, "Actually, although you were a little evil in the past, but you didn't make any big mistakes, it's fine if you learn it well in the future."

"Heh heh, brother Chang Jing sure knows me!" Li Gute smiled mischievously as he leaned beside Chang Jing, "The reason why I was like that in the past is mainly because there weren't many people who cared about me. But it's different now, Brother Chang Jing will definitely supervise me, right?"

"As an elder brother taking care of a younger brother is only natural, of course I will."

"If you say so, then I am relieved!" "Time to play." With that, Li Gute pretended to leave, but suddenly he turned back and said to Chang Jing, "That's right, big brother. There's a place that's fun and you definitely don't know about. Now that I'm going over to play for a bit, do you want to go? "

Seeing that Li Gute was able to take the initiative and learn Chang Jing well, coupled with the fact that his martial arts had not improved at all, he was depressed today. Hearing Li Gute's words, his heart couldn't help but throb, thinking that it would be good to walk around.

"Alright," Chang Jing said, "To be honest, after arriving at Wind Moon City, I haven't really gone out to play, and even now, I still don't know which scenery is more famous than this city, it's great that you are able to lead the way!"

"Brother, you're wrong," Li Gute pretended to be mysterious and said. "I'm not talking about the Wind Moon City outside."

"Where is that? Could it be in our Jian Hun Family? "

"Haha, no wonder grandfather likes you so much. It looks like brother is really smart, you're right, he's in our Jian Hun family!"

This time, Chang Jing was really interested. Although the Jian Hun family was a big family, Chang Jing had been to every place before, and now that she heard Li Gute say there was something else she didn't know, she couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

"You're the one who said that. I've been to every nook and cranny in our house. If it's something I'm familiar with or it's not fun, I won't agree!" Chang Jing laughed.

"Fun... Absolutely fun! " Li Gute's smiling face revealed a sinister expression, only that expression flashed across his face, and did not leave any traces. Even Chang Jing who was at the side did not notice it.