Chapter 1481: A Spirit Vessel That Can Grow

Jiang Fan took the stack of documents Six Dao Master handed him.

He murmured as he looked through them, "Don't tell me these are files on beauties or anything like that."

"I'm not that kind of person, you know."

However, upon closer inspection, Jiang Fan exclaimed in surprise, "Is this... the whereabouts of North Profound Sword Sovereign's Nine Swords?"

Six Dao Master rolled his eyes. "You wish I'd bring you beauties!"

"Sorry, but I'm not the Six Dao Master of yesterday anymore."

"I am now Commander Six Dao, upholding justice and defending righteousness in the human realm!"

Jiang Fan was completely engrossed in the documents, letting Six Dao Master's words go in one ear and out the other.

"North Profound Sword Sovereign forged nine swords in total, known as the Nine Heaven-Slaying Swords."

"Six of them were damaged, and three fell in various locations."

"The Snow Whisper Sword is suspected to have fallen on the continent."

"The Thunder Lord Sword is suspected to have fallen in Tianzhou."

"The Thousand Illusions Sword is suspected to have pierced the body of a Giant Emperor, its whereabouts unknown."

Jiang Fan nodded subtly.

Judging by the whereabouts of the Snow Whisper Sword mentioned above, the information seemed highly credible.

This was because the Snow Whisper Sword was indeed on the continent.

If so, the Thunder Lord Sword was in Tianzhou, and the Thousand Illusions Sword should be in the Celestial Realm.

Neither of these two swords would be easy to find.

The Thousand Illusions Sword, in particular, was more elusive than finding a needle in a haystack.

Still, at least there was a clue.

"Old man, that was thoughtful of you," Jiang Fan said gratefully.

Six Dao Master was about to say something when he suddenly frowned and looked towards the depths of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

"What's going on in your Heavenly Secret Pavilion?"

"Why is there such profound evil energy? And it's getting more intense."

As a former evil spirit, his perception of evil energy was far more acute than that of ordinary people.

Jiang Fan was slightly surprised.

More intense?

He had a bad feeling and quickly moved towards his cave dwelling.

Soon, he returned to his secret chamber.

Seeing the Evil Sword constantly vibrating and emitting powerful evil energy, his heart sank.

He quickly took out Mo Dingqian.

"Ah?"

"How does it have a spirit now?"

Mo Dingqian sensed the change in the Evil Sword at a glance and asked in surprise, "You found a suitable tool spirit so quickly?"

Jiang Fan's expression darkened. "I didn't do anything to it!"

"A soul slipped into it on its own."

Mo Dingqian's face changed drastically. He quickly pressed against the Evil Sword to sense it.

A moment later, his eyes showed a complex expression.

"I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

Jiang Fan said gravely, "Tell me the bad news first."

Mo Dingqian said, "It's just a Nascent Soul realm spirit. Its level is too low; it's completely unworthy of the Evil Sword's grade."

Jiang Fan's face immediately turned dark, and he fumed, "Where did this random soul come from?"

"It actually occupied the tool spirit's position in my Evil Sword?"

"Can we get it out?"

Mo Dingqian shook his head. "It's very troublesome. Our Venerable Lord would have to re-temper it."

"The effort required would be second only to forging a new sword."

Jiang Fan truly wanted to curse.

What on earth was going on?

Where did a soul from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion come from, and how did it just happen to get into the Evil Sword?

Mo Dingqian continued, "However, the good news is that this spirit is exceptionally compatible with the Evil Sword."

"Its resentment is so profound that you'd probably struggle to find another spirit more suitable as a tool spirit."

"Low level, but extremely high compatibility. It's hard to say if this is good or bad."

Jiang Fan was utterly displeased.

Holding the Evil Sword, he lightly swung it towards the stone wall of the cave dwelling.

A massive surge of evil energy erupted, a characteristic of the Evil Sword's material itself.

However, what was surprising was this:

After the stone wall was easily cut open, a stubborn wisp of sword energy remained at the incision, continuously slicing through the wall.

In a short while, an entire section of the stone wall was completely shredded.

The wisp of sword energy finally stopped only when it was completely exhausted.

Jiang Fan asked, puzzled, "Is this a characteristic of the tool spirit?"

Mo Dingqian's eyes lit up. "Precisely! This tool spirit causes the released sword energy to continuously attack the enemy until it is completely depleted."

"This characteristic is great!"

"It can entangle enemies, distracting them during battle."

"Or it can cause continuous attacks on injured enemies, leading to secondary damage."

"This is a rare characteristic, and its practical combat effectiveness is excellent!"

"Aside from its slightly weak level, this tool spirit is impeccable in every other aspect!"

Is that so?

Only then did Jiang Fan's expression improve slightly.

Just then, Six Dao Master also arrived, looking at the Evil Sword before him with a surprised expression.

"So it's a top-grade spirit sword?"

"It's just too sinister; it feels like the origin of all evil. You better not let it harm you, young man."

"I'm still counting on you to temporarily look after my daughter when I'm gone."

No sooner had he spoken, the Evil Sword suddenly trembled, erupting with even stronger evil energy.

Mo Dingqian looked strange. "Why did the tool spirit's resentment suddenly strengthen a bit?"

"It's a pity it only increased a little."

"If the resentment is deep enough, the tool spirit's own level will continuously increase."

"If it reaches a certain limit, it might even cause the Evil Sword's grade to increase, turning it into a quasi-realm artifact, or even a true realm artifact."

Jiang Fan asked in surprise, "A tool spirit's improvement can change the Evil Sword's grade?"

Mo Dingqian nodded. "Theoretically, yes, but in reality, very few tool spirits can increase their level."

"Their level is basically fixed when they become a tool spirit."

"At least in the history of the Central Plains, there have been very few such tool spirits."

"Don't get your hopes up too high."

Jiang Fan sighed in disappointment.

He truly was greedy enough.

It wasn't enough to possess a top-grade spirit artifact; he was still coveting a quasi-realm artifact, or even a legendary realm artifact.

Swish, swish, swish!

At that moment, several figures swept in.

They were clearly the Heavenly Secret Pavilion members, alerted by the dispersed evil energy.

Fairy Yunshang was the first to arrive. As if sensing something, she immediately saw Jiang Fan.

Her bright eyes instantly sparkled with joy.

Jiang Fan had been gone for a full month, a longer absence than any time before.

Disregarding Six Dao Master's presence, she flung herself into his arms, her eyes filled with tender affection:

"Husband! Why were you gone for so long?"

With her soft, fragrant form in his embrace, Jiang Fan, equally filled with longing, held her close and said, "Some matters delayed me."

"I made you worry."

Fairy Yunshang shook her head, looking at Jiang Fan, her eyes seeing only him:

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you share any burdens."

"All the pressure falls on you alone."

She was as gentle as ever, like a spring breeze in April, calming his anxious heart.

Jiang Fan silently embraced her, savoring the brief moment of peace.

A graceful figure in purple also hurried over; it was Liu Qingxian.

Watching Jiang Fan and Fairy Yunshang embrace tightly, the smile on her face faded considerably, and she stopped, saying:

"I'm sorry, I came at the wrong time."

Jiang Fan looked at Liu Qingxian, a pang of guilt rising in his heart.

If he had overlooked Yue Mingzhu, how could he not have also overlooked this senior sister who had accompanied him all the way from the Nine Sects' lands?

He released one hand, opened his embrace, and said:

"No, you've come at precisely the right time."

Liu Qingxian blossomed into a smile, lifted her skirt, ran over, and embraced him.

Six Dao Master, standing nearby, chuckled and teased:

"What a blissful life with multiple partners!"

"Young man, you've monopolized all the good fortune in the world!"

Clang, clang, clang!

Suddenly, the Evil Sword vibrated intensely again without any warning.

Mo Dingqian stared, his eyes nearly popping out. "What the devil!"

"The tool spirit's resentment has grown even stronger!"

Jiang Fan froze. Why had the resentment deepened out of nowhere?

What happened?

Six Dao Master mentioned entrusting his daughter to Jiang Fan, and the tool spirit's resentment deepened slightly.

Now that he was enjoying the bliss of multiple partners, the tool spirit's resentment deepened a bit more.

Jiang Fan pondered, a faint conjecture forming in his mind.