I'M Actually A Cultivation Bigshot
I am the sword of the devil

Chapter 12: I Am the Sword of the Devil

As soon as the flaming phoenix appeared, the temperature rose significantly as the sky was covered in flames.

Everyone was mesmerized by his majestic appearance, unable to move.

“Argh! I'm gonna kill you!" The Demon Sword roared, its demonic Qi boiling in flames. However, compared to a phoenix, it was like comparing a candle flame with a bright moon. The phoenix spread its wings without even seeing the Demon Sword and with a single casual sweep of its tail, a terrifying flame swallowed the Demon Sword. In an instant, the Demon Sword disappeared into thin air.

Tada's!

The Falling Demon Sword fell from the sky as the Demon Sword disappeared into steam. The Phoenix returned to the jade pendant and everything returned to its normal state as if it was all just a dream.

Szzz…

Bai Wuchen and the other two stared at the scene with eyes wide as plates, droplets of sweat dripping uncontrollably. They're so scared.

"The Devil's sword .. is it dead?" the woman stuttered while licking her dry lips.

Who would have thought that the Demon Swords that slaughtered thousands of people would just die? And he was defeated secretly on this unknown mountain and left without a trace!

"Expert! An peerless expert!” Bai Wuchen pondered, her voice trembling. “Luoshuang, you are right. It is our destiny to meet an expert like this! But it's a pity that the image he gave you was destroyed. I hope he's not mad at us, ” said Bai Wuzhen worriedly.

If the expert was offended, a simple blow from his breath could easily destroy the entire Eternal Sect of Wanjian.

Bai Luoshuang recovered from her shock. He could not understand the world with the existence of such an expert. It was the Demon Sword! And he didn't even need to be here to defeat her!

A terrifying big blow.

“Dad, I doubt so. That picture was just a draft he made. He gave it to us without a second thought," Bai Luoshuang reasoned.

“Draf?” Bai Wuchen paused slightly and reasoned bitterly. “True, the picture was like the most precious treasure to us, but to an expert like him, it might be nothing. Maybe he just doodled.”

Both Bai Wuzhen and his wife were amazed at this expert and they respected him indefinitely. To them, he was an Immortal from above or a powerful reincarnation. Either way, they cannot afford to offend him and must try their best to please him

The moment the Fallen Demon Sword landed on the ground, Bai Luoshuang measured the sword curiously.

“Do not touch it!” Bai Wuzhen called out anxiously. “The Fallen Devil Sword's a demon. Although it can increase the power of its users, it will drive its users crazy and turn them into killer creatures!”

Recalling the crazy look on the Demonic Sword, he withdrew his hand instinctively.

The woman added, “Luoshuang, the Demon Sword was killed by an expert here, so this sword is its cup. We can't touch it without his permission.”

Bai Wuchen agreed, "That's right!"

"But, will Master Li be affected by this sword?" Bai Luoshuang asked, concerned.

"Ha ha ha! Who do you think he is? How would a mere Fallen Demon Sword affect him? ” Bai Wuchen laughs. "When the expert returns, we should thank him sincerely."

The woman pondered for a moment. “Senior, the fact that we came without an invitation might offend him. It doesn't feel worth living here. Maybe we should go home and come back again with a gift to thank him.”

"You're right," Bai Wuchen nodded in agreement.

Their hearts were filled with fear and respect towards this expert. They were unable to do anything that might offend him. Today is not the best time.

With that, they did not dare to linger any longer and immediately flew away with a sword under their feet.

A short while later, Li Nianfan and Blackie came out of the forest. Li Nianfan had a wild rabbit in his hand while Blackie carried a sika deer in his mouth. With a stack of firewood tied to his back, the man and his dog returned home triumphantly.

"Huh?"

When Li Nianfan returned, he saw a black sword lying near the gate.

'Why is there a black sword here? Did someone come?’ Li Nianfan took out a sword and examined it. The sword had a black body with modern pieces. It gave a strange vibe.

His axe was old and he was just about to go downtown to buy a new one. This sword came at the right time!

With that, he walked in, sword in hand. Suddenly, the long sword in his hand emitted a burst of black light. Demonic energy flowed into his palm.

“Eh?”

Li Nianfan looked at the long sword in surprise as he felt the warmth in his palm.

'A weapon that heats up? Perhaps this is what is called Spiritual Treasure in the Eternal Realm!’ Li Nianfan smiled happily, thinking he had just found a precious treasure!

He actually yearned for the black energy emanating from the body of the Fallen Demon Sword, gradually transforming into a skeletal form. However, the skull looked just as confused, its face filled with questions.

'What's the problem? I'm sure someone's holding me back. Why isn't he affected by my demonic-power?'

“Young man, do you want to be invincible and stand at the top of the world?

“Young man, do you want endless wealth and all the beautiful women in the world?

"Young man, do you want to take revenge and walk on those who have wronged you?"

“…”

'What!? Three deadly chants didn't work? This is impossible! Is he still alive?’ the skull thought in confusion. It seemed to have just faced the greatest challenge he had ever faced.

In the next moment, he felt himself being picked up by someone and then left in a corner.

"ah! An ordinary man leaves me in a corner? A fool who knows nothing!” the skull scoffed as it slowly turned into a larger shape. The skull wanted to teach this commoner a lesson with the Fallen Demon Sword, to make the public hate him which would then take him a grudge and finally, start the path of the pursuit of power.

However, before the skull could do anything, a beam of white light grabbed it.

“Argh!” the skull disappeared.

A long time later, it was finally reformed again, but this time, it was much weaker than before.

"What just happened?" It looked around in panic before its gaze was fixed on the brush lying on the table.

“This, this..”.

The tremors from his soul suddenly surged throughout his body. The skull was shaking uncontrollably.

'This force is countless times higher than me!

'How is it possible?

'Could it be a Spiritual Machine?

'But why would a ruined house like this have a Spiritual Machine? Owned by ordinary people?’

The brain of the skull was filled with questions and confusion. However, he quickly adjusted his mentality and was ready to continue his plan.

"All I have to do is circle this brush!" The skull is more determined this time. Controlling the Fallen Demon Sword, he tried to move around the bush.

“I am the Devil Sword. I have no feelings. I can't believe I can't control ordinary people.”

However, another white light flashed towards him.

“Argh!”

The skull disappeared again.