Phoniex Requiem
Chapter 17: Conquering Sword Spirit Yun Ruoyan gripped his bloody finger

Chapter 17: Conquering the Sword Spirit

Yun Ruoyan gripped her bloody finger as she continued to stare at the sword.

It is currently undergoing a strange transformation. The tip of his blade, which came into contact with his blood, gave off an increasingly powerful purple radiance, and purple smoke began to pour out from his blade. Slowly, the smoke fused into a humanoid figure.

Yun Ruoyan watched all this happen in bewilderment.

"Mrs, back off." Qiuqiu leaped forward to Yun Ruoyan, as if wanting to protect her.

“Qiuqiu,” Yun Ruoyan's voice trembled as she spoke. "What, what is it?"

“It was his sword spirit,” Qiuqiu replied. “Any spiritual weapon will eventually form a spirit, with enough time.”

Yun Ruoyan had only heard about spiritual weapons and sword spirits from her old master, but she had never seen them in person. After all, it was a treasure that even a top-tier sword master might not possess, let alone someone like him.

“Mistress, you have to be careful. In general, sword spirits had somewhat distorted characters. They have no sense of good or evil, and are blindly loyal to their masters, ”Qiuqiu reminded.

"Who dares disturb my sleep?" The humanoid figure opened its mouth, and although Yun Ruoyan could not see his face clearly, his body and voice looked like an old man.

“My name is Yun Ruoyan.” Yun Ruoyan ignored Qiuqiu's attempts to stop him and walked forward. “My greetings to you, Sword Spirit.”

The sword spirit body turned towards Yun Ruoyan. “Oh, so she's a little girl. How dare you wake me up like that!” The sword spirit suddenly shouted, shocking Yun Ruoyan.

Qiuqiu immediately jumped up, shouting, “Blade spirit, how dare you hurt my master! I won't let you.”

Yun Ruoyan immediately held back Qiuqiu who was about to pounce on the purple smoke. “The spirit of the elder, I accidentally interrupted your sleep. I only found this blade buried in a mountain lake, and have since brought it here. ”

The sword spirit ignored Yun Ruoyan and instead focused on her lap, where Qiuqiu bared her teeth.

"Ah, there are even small mystical beasts trapped here." The sword spirit seemed to be stroking his beard. “This place is not bad! There is as much spiritual qi here as in that lake, and it will be a good place to rest.”

“Don't you dare! This is my territory, and you can't sleep here just because you want to!” Qiuqiu shouted.

“Heh heh.” The sword spirit sat cross-legged on the sword. “Although you are a mystical beast, the seal that trapped you has destroyed your power. As soon as I kill you two, won't this entire space be mine?”

The figure of the sword spirit was hazy, but his eyes shone with a ferocious purple light.

Yun Ruoyan's heart was shaken. His eyebrows shot up — really, as Qiuqiu said, the sword spirit seemed to have no sense of right and wrong, and this one turned violent in a few moments.

Yun Ruoyan had experienced death once, and she did not want to die so easily a second time.

He was just about to touch the bracelet on his wrist to leave the space when Qiuqiu's voice suddenly chirped from his mind. "Madam, use the blood pact to conquer this spirit."

"What is a blood pact, and how to use it?" Yun Ruoyan thought mentally, and Qiuqiu quickly responded. “Just now, it was your blood that awakened the sword spirit, so the sword itself now has your mark. As long as you turn blood into fire and completely envelop the blade with fire, madam, you will be able to conquer that spirit.

Qiuqiu also taught Yun Ruoyan a suitable spell to pronounce mentally. He closed his eyes and let the blood in his right hand flow freely as he chanted, “With my blood, I baptize this sword. With my name, I call this sword. In blood and body, in name and soul, this sword I call mine!”

The sword spirit sat cross-legged on his sword, wondering why the girl and beast suddenly stopped talking. Only when he saw Yun Ruoyan's mouth move involuntarily did he realize what was going on, and he immediately pointed the sword towards her.

Qiuqiu jumped up to block the blade, but the blow threw his body deep into the mist, until he disappeared entirely.

The sword spirit did not store its strength for this attack, and Qiuqiu seemed to be suffering from serious injuries.

Yun Ruoyan was worried in her heart, but she continued chanting incantations nonstop.

“A brave little girl tries to be my master? Die!" The sword spirit turned into a ray of light that shot towards Yun Ruoyan.

At the same time, Yun Ruoyan stretched out her bloody finger and pointed it towards the spirit, shouting loudly, “With my blood, I baptize this sword. With my name, I call this sword. In blood and body, in name and soul, this sword I call mine!”

Suddenly, the blood flowing on his finger turned into flames, emitting a dazzling wave of light. The blood coiled into a thread of fire, ensnaring the sword spirit and preventing it from attacking him any further.

Quickly, the ray of light that had turned into a sword spirit was consumed by the fire ropes, and he could hear the cry of agony of that spirit and ask for mercy.

But Yun Ruoyan continued chanting incantations. The fire rope shone brighter and brighter, until finally the sword spirit's cry diminished and its form fused entirely with the rope.

"Good, madam." Qiuqiu's voice came from within the fog.

Yun Ruoyan could only calm down when she heard the mystical beast's voice, relieved that it was safe and the current crisis had ended.

His blood returned to his finger once more.

"Good, madam!" Qiuqiu dashed towards Yun Ruoyan, happily prancing around her. “The sword of Feilai has now been absorbed into your finger, and the older sword spirit must call you madam now, just like me! And if anyone dares to bully you in the future, all you have to do is extend your finger and point it at them, and the Feilai Sword will take them down"

Yun Ruoyan returned from the pocket dimension beaming due to her incredible luck. She was just about to take off her clothes and take a hot bath when Yi Qianying suddenly walked into her yard.

"Miss Yi, my mistress is taking a bath, and she can't entertain guests right now." The peony tried hard to stop him, but Yi Qianying's cultivation strength easily defeated him.

“Peony, don't block him. Let him in.” Yun Ruoyan quickly put on some outer clothes as she sat on her desk, sipping the warm tea Xi Lan had prepared.

And when Yi Qianying finally opened her door, she began to boil with her relaxed and satisfied demeanor.

“Sister, are you not at all worried about Young Master Pei?” Yi Qianying suppressed the flames of anger in her heart, putting on a pitiful expression. “Young Master Pei is still not awake, but you just sit here and enjoy tea?”