Chapter 1479: No Incident Occurred

Enduring the pain, Nangong Xiaoyun staggered to her feet.

“How could I not be prepared for you, since I was able to gather your soul?”

“This is a soul treasure that Jiang Fan left at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. I borrowed it from the Pavilion Master a few days ago.”

This was the black soul blade that Jiang Fan had seized from Xuan Xing. He had obtained it when the sect leader of Mount Sanqing, along with two protectors, caused trouble and established their sect at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Since he himself possessed soul secret arts, he kept the black blade within the sect.

Now, it had finally found its purpose.

“Jiang Fan again!”

Chen Jing roared in agony, his voice filled with venom: “So, all that writhing on the ground, pretending to be in pain, was just a delay tactic?”

He couldn't believe that his naive, kind, and seemingly foolish sister could have become so clever.

Even he had fallen into her trap!

Nangong Xiaoyun raised the black blade once more, a look of satisfaction on her face as she said:

“Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen pigs run. Having witnessed Jiang Fan’s moves so many times, even if I were a pig, I would have learned a thing or two!”

Before she could finish her sentence, the black blade slashed down.

“Someone like you doesn't deserve a chance!”

Whoosh!

The black blade energy swept towards Chen Jing once more.

However, Chen Jing was no ordinary opponent; he had vanished into the void before the black blade could even descend.

The black blade energy swept through the empty space.

It only severed a portion of his soul.

From within the void, Chen Jing's furious roar echoed: “You vile woman!”

“I'll make sure you, along with Jiang Fan's women, all get what's coming to you!”

Nangong Xiaoyun's gaze sharpened: “Trying to escape?”

She casually slashed with her blade towards the space in front of her.

Logically speaking, Chen Jing, having already vanished into the void, should have been as elusive as a mouse. Even a hundred or eighty strikes might not have hit him.

But to her surprise, that single strike caused another pained roar to erupt from within the void: “Nangong Xiaoyun!!!”

He simply couldn't believe that Nangong Xiaoyun had, by sheer luck, actually struck him.

Nangong Xiaoyun huffed lightly: “Don't you even know what my Daoist title is?!”

With that, she struck out with her blade again.

To Chen Jing's fury, even though he had clearly changed his position, that blade strike hit him again! With another portion of his soul severed, Chen Jing fell out of the void, writhing on the ground in agony.

He furiously demanded: “What is your Daoist title?!”

“And you call yourself my own brother?” Nangong Xiaoyun coldly retorted. “You don't even know I'm called the Fortunate Immortal!”

“Fortunate?”

Meaning, this girl's luck would be exceptionally good?

That's why she could hit with every single strike?

Chen Jing felt like spitting blood in frustration.

“Damn it!” Chen Jing dared not linger any longer and decisively fled.

Nangong Xiaoyun's soul pain had significantly eased, and she gave chase, radiating killing intent, the black blade in hand.

The two engaged in a pursuit. Along the way, Nangong Xiaoyun frequently unleashed blade energy, each time managing to hit Chen Jing, causing him to howl in pain repeatedly.

Seeing that he couldn't escape and was about to die by Nangong Xiaoyun's blade, Chen Jing was filled with deep remorse.

If only he had known, he would have fled immediately from the start. At that time, Nangong Xiaoyun might not have gone for a killing blow.

Now, they were sworn enemies, and begging for mercy would be useless!

Just at this critical moment, Chen Jing suddenly sensed a powerful surge of evil energy. He glanced to the side and noticed a secret chamber nearby. He recognized this secret chamber!

And he remembered it vividly!

Because this was the very secret chamber where Jiang Fan had slept with Venerable Zhenyan!

“It's Jiang Fan's secret chamber!”

“Such powerful evil energy, accompanied by immense spiritual pressure… Could it be Jiang Fan's most prized treasure?”

His eyes narrowed, and he decisively changed direction, slipping into the secret chamber.

What met his eyes was a towering black giant sword.

“A supreme spiritual sword?” Chen Jing was overjoyed. “And Jiang Fan isn't here!”

“Hehehe! Jiang Fan, since you're offering, I'll gladly accept it. This is what you owe me; I'll take a little interest first!”

With a supreme spiritual sword in hand, his re-cultivation through possession would undoubtedly be much faster. However, as a soul entity, taking such a massive sword wasn't an easy task.

Fortunately, he noticed that this was a sword without a spirit.

He could completely enter the sword and control the great sword to escape!

Thud!

At the same time, Nangong Xiaoyun kicked open the stone door and immediately saw the evil sword. The powerful evil aura momentarily dazed her mind, and then she instantly understood that this was Jiang Fan's prized treasure. Seeing Chen Jing rapidly moving towards the evil sword, she immediately understood his intention.

She exclaimed: “Stop! You are not allowed to touch Jiang Fan's treasure!”

Chen Jing turned back with a sinister grin: “Sorry, but today, I'm leaving, and Jiang Fan's prized treasure is coming with me! As for you and Jiang Fan's women, keep your chastity intact, for I will possess you one by one. Hahaha!”

Amidst his laughter, he slipped inside the evil sword.

Nangong Xiaoyun struck the evil sword with her blade, but the powerful blade energy was blocked by the evil sword. It could not penetrate deep enough to kill Chen Jing inside.

This made Nangong Xiaoyun's expression change drastically:

“It's over, I've caused a massive disaster! I let Chen Jing escape, leaving a huge hidden danger, and Jiang Fan's prized treasure has also been stolen. How... how can I explain this to Jiang Fan?”

But just as she felt her world was falling apart, a terrified shriek suddenly echoed from within the evil sword.

“Ah!!! What's inside this sword?! It's erasing my consciousness!”

The next moment, Chen Jing's upper body emerged, his face showing a mix of terror and panic. His body was enveloped in a mysterious milky-white alkaline liquid, which was constantly corroding his consciousness. Furthermore, a devouring force from within the sword was dragging him back.

Chen Jing was overwhelmed with terror. He understood that he had stumbled into a spiritual artifact that was awaiting a spirit.

And he was about to have his consciousness erased and become its spirit!

“No! I still need to get my revenge; I can't become a sword spirit!”

“Save me, sister, quickly save me!”

Chen Jing pleaded with Nangong Xiaoyun, who stood before him.

However, before Nangong Xiaoyun could react, Chen Jing was pulled completely inside the evil sword.

“No!!!”

“I don't want to become Jiang Fan's sword spirit!!!”

“Kill me, sister, quickly kill me… I'd rather die than become Jiang Fan's sword spirit…”

As his screams grew weaker and weaker, they finally came to an abrupt halt.

The evil sword gently hummed.

A faint, peculiar resonance spread from within the evil sword.

It was as if a final touch had been added to a painting, bringing the evil sword to life.

This was precisely the sign that it had gained a spirit.

Nangong Xiaoyun, holding the black blade, blinked hard, a look of utter bewilderment on her face.

“Chen Jing… became the spirit of Jiang Fan's treasure? From now on, for all eternity, he will be commanded by Jiang Fan? This…”

For a moment, she was at a loss for words.

This must be a fate worse than death for Chen Jing, wouldn't it? If he had known this, Chen Jing might have preferred his soul to disintegrate completely from the start.

Recalling everything from saving Chen Jing to his transformation into Jiang Fan's sword spirit, Nangong Xiaoyun sighed with a mix of awe and melancholy, feeling as though everything was a matter of karma, every action leading to its destined consequence.

However, this also allowed her to breathe a long sigh of relief. The threat of Chen Jing was eliminated, and Jiang Fan's prized treasure even gained a spirit.

She hadn't caused any trouble after all.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly exited Jiang Fan's secret chamber.

Before leaving, she even reattached the stone door she had kicked off, sticking out her tongue as she muttered:

“Let's just say I saved Chen Jing. Yup, yup, nothing happened, nothing happened.”

With that, she quickly slipped away.