Chapter 140: Restoring the Sword Spirit

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On the way back this time, the two of them did not encounter anyone they knew, so their pace was quite swift.

Along the way, they continued their casual conversation.

Suddenly, Lin Xin said, “Junior, do you think that Wang Dongdong we just met might have feelings for that girl named Fan Xiao?”

Ye Junze chuckled silently, surprised to see this gossiping side of his senior sister.

After a moment’s thought, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to say, so he nodded and replied, “If Wang Dongdong didn’t lie to me just now, then he probably does like her.”

Lin Xin clicked her tongue a few times and said, “But there’s always this kind of contrast between them, don’t you think?”

Ye Junze smiled and nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Lin Xin laughed and said, “If those two really get together, that would be quite entertaining to watch.”

Then she seemed to have another thought and added, “Junior, if they do end up together, don’t forget to let your senior sister know, okay?”

Hearing this, Ye Junze helplessly scratched his forehead.

Noticing his expression, Lin Xin’s smiling face turned a little less gentle as she said, “Hmm? What’s this? Do you have something to say, junior?”

Ye Junze instantly felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly waved his hand and said, “No, no, I just didn’t expect senior sister to have such a gossipy side.”

Lin Xin smiled and said, “What are you talking about? Haven’t you heard the saying?”

“What?” Ye Junze looked at her in confusion.

Lin Xin answered with a grin, “Every woman has a heart for gossip. So it’s no big deal if I indulge a little.”

Upon hearing that, Ye Junze immediately surrendered, raising his hands in defeat, “Alright, alright, if I hear any news about them, you’ll be the first to know.”

Lin Xin’s eyes curved into adorable little crescents, her tone full of warmth as she said, “That’s more like it. That’s how a good junior should be.”

Not knowing what to say, Ye Junze chose to stay silent and let Lin Xin have her way.

The two chatted all the way back until they finally arrived at the building where Qianzi Tower stood.

At the foot of the building, Lin Xin stopped and smiled, “Thank you for accompanying me today, junior. I had a great time.”

Ye Junze smiled and waved his hand, “No problem. I happened to get what I needed too, so I should be thanking you, senior sister.”

Lin Xin nodded and laughed, “Haha, well, no matter what, today was fun.”

Ye Junze nodded with a smile, showing he felt the same.

Then Lin Xin said, “Well, I’ll head back first. Goodbye, junior.”

Ye Junze waved and replied, “Goodbye, senior sister.”

Lin Xin waved back and walked inside toward her dormitory.

Once her figure gradually disappeared from sight, Ye Junze withdrew his gaze and entered the building as well, heading to his own dorm.

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Back in his dorm, Ye Junze went straight into the bathroom to freshen up, intent on washing away the fatigue from nearly a day spent outside.

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While bathing, Ye Junze suddenly remembered something and called out within his mind to Meng Yuan.

Soon enough, Meng Yuan’s distracted consciousness responded, “What is it?”

Receiving the reply, Ye Junze asked, “What should we do about the fragment of mysterious iron we found today?”

Meng Yuan replied with an “Oh,” then said, “Bring it with you when you train later inside the Void Illusion Realm. I have a special use for it.”

Feeling reassured, Ye Junze replied, “Alright, got it.”

He then withdrew his spirit and resumed his own tasks.

After finally feeling clean and refreshed, Ye Junze dressed and left the bathroom.

Without delay, he activated his cultivation mode and entered the Void Illusion Realm.

Of course, he did not forget Meng Yuan’s instruction to bring the fragment of mysterious iron with him.

After reentering the Void Illusion Realm—a place he had grown accustomed to, with its perpetual darkness and silence—Ye Junze wasted no words and called out into the air, “Meng Yuan.”

Meng Yuan’s voice soon returned, “Present.”

Ye Junze said, “I’ve brought the iron fragment in. What should I do next?”

Without hesitation, Meng Yuan answered, “Release both the iron fragment and the Lingxu Sword now. Leave the rest to me.”

Ye Junze nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll entrust them to you.”

He then released both the fragment of mysterious iron he had bought today and the Lingxu Sword.

The two objects floated quietly in midair.

Seeing this, Meng Yuan said, “Good. You may begin your cultivation. I’ll call you if anything happens.”

Ye Junze nodded silently, turned, and continued his daily cultivation.

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As Ye Junze began cultivating, the iron fragment and Lingxu Sword, under Meng Yuan’s control, slowly rose into the air.

Suddenly, the sword’s blade burst with brilliant light.

Meanwhile, the iron fragment beside it started shedding layers from its surface, countless flakes of stone drifting downwards.

As the flakes fell away, the interior of the iron fragment was revealed, shimmering faintly with golden light.

From somewhere, Meng Yuan observed this and said, “It seems my judgment was correct. This fragment hasn’t completely lost its essence. What we see now might just be enough to awaken the sword’s spirit.”

After speaking, Meng Yuan fell silent once more.

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Within the space, only the sound of flakes falling from the iron fragment and Ye Junze’s quiet breathing during cultivation could be heard.

Under Meng Yuan’s manipulation, all the flakes had now completely peeled away from the iron fragment.

What remained suspended in midair was a small piece of iron glowing with golden light, resembling a radiant orb.

Meng Yuan looked on with satisfaction, “Finally done.”

“Now, let’s try to help the sword’s spirit awaken.”

Without further explanation, Meng Yuan caused the golden iron fragment to slowly move toward the Lingxu Sword.

In a short time, the fragment touched the sword’s blade.

At the very moment they made contact, the golden fragment began to dissolve slowly into the blade—likely due to Meng Yuan’s intervention.

As the fragment dissolved, the once dull Lingxu Sword gradually emitted strands of golden light, adding a striking brilliance to its form.

This was only the beginning; as the golden glow on the blade increased, the sword began to radiate a liveliness it had never shown before.

Over time, the relatively small iron fragment was completely absorbed, fully integrated into the Lingxu Sword.

Meng Yuan sighed humanly in satisfaction upon seeing the sword now entirely golden.

“The next step is the most critical. Whether it succeeds depends on the sword spirit’s own fortune.”

As Meng Yuan spoke, the Lingxu Sword began to move on its own, rising from lying flat in midair to standing upright.

Golden light continuously flowed along the blade, dazzling and captivating.

Then, under Meng Yuan’s unknown influence, the golden streams of light converged toward the center of the blade, gradually forming a golden sphere.

Inside the Lingxu Sword, within a pitch-black space, a spirit shrouded in countless layers of chaos lay with its eyes tightly shut.

Upon closer look, its eyes struggled beneath the lids, as though yearning to awaken at any moment.

Yet something was missing; no matter how hard it tried, it was powerless—a rather helpless sight.

Suddenly, beams of brilliant golden light began to appear within the darkness.

As more and more golden light filled the space, the once pitch-black void was illuminated brightly.

The spirit, surrounded by chaos, seemed to sense this, its eyes twitching more frequently, desperately trying to awaken.

But the harder it struggled, the tighter the chaotic bindings became, as if determined to prevent its revival.

The golden beams, sensing this, surged purposefully toward the chaotic bindings enveloping the spirit.

These beams passed through the chaos effortlessly and converged upon the spirit, as if striving to aid its awakening.

From somewhere, Meng Yuan noticed the scene inside the Lingxu Sword and said with great satisfaction, “I’ve done all I can. Now, it’s up to your own fate. I hope you awaken soon.”