Chen Jie nodded.
Fang Shaohua had followed him for so long; even without merit, he had at least put in the effort. Chen Jie wouldn't abandon him.
Thus, he raised his hand, channeling his spiritual energy, and tapped Elder Feng's body several times.
"I've sealed your heart meridians. You just need to recover slowly."
Fang Shaohua raised his hands and examined his body, so overwhelmed with emotion that he was on the verge of tears.
"I'm alive! I'm finally a man!"
Although this body was somewhat aged, at least he could feel touch. It was unlike being a sword, where all he desired was battle and killing.
"Fang Shaohua, you've finally become human. What are your plans now?" Chen Jie asked.
"I'm severely injured. It will likely take a considerable time to recover my strength. Chen Jie, if you don't mind..."
Chen Jie knew what he was going to say and waved his hand, "You don't need to overthink it. You and I are friends. I won't make things difficult for you, as long as you don't oppose me."
"I'd be insane to oppose you!"
"I plan to re-establish the Shadow Sect in the future. If you ever need my help, don't hesitate to ask! The new Shadow Sect will surely be your most reliable ally!" Fang Shaohua said gratefully.
"I'm glad you say that. Then we shall part ways here."
Chen Jie's mission was complete, and there was no need to linger.
"Right, right! I didn't expect the Shadow Sect headquarters to have moved here. Perfect, I'll keep it for myself."
"What about that sword..." Chen Jie pointed at the bronze sword stuck in Su Jin Nian's head.
Fang Shaohua quickly replied, "I couldn't even unleash the full power of that sword. I think it's tailor-made for you. Chen Jie, keep the great sword! Consider it a gift from me."
"Then I won't be polite." Chen Jie was in need of a suitable weapon, and a sword was perfect for him.
He had initially intended to return the sword to Fang Shaohua and forge a new one himself. However, since Fang Shaohua insisted, he accepted it.
Chen Jie turned and walked to Su Jin Nian's corpse. He reached out and gripped the hilt, then with a clang, pulled it out from Su Jin Nian's head.
"Ah! Ugh..." A delicate female consciousness transmitted into Chen Jie's ear.
The sword body trembled. Chen Jie's expression shifted slightly. Soon, he heard Su Jin Nian's voice from the sword: "What's happening to me? Chen Jie, you scoundrel, where are you touching me? You're asking for death!"
The sword body seemed to be provoked, trembling violently.
"Su Jin Nian?" Chen Jie was taken aback. "You've become the spirit of this sword?"
"What did you say? Spirit?" Su Jin Nian exclaimed.
Chen Jie found it rather unbelievable, and at the same time, felt this bronze sword to be increasingly mysterious. It could actually absorb people independently to become its spirit. Chen Jie had never encountered such a thing in any ancient texts.
"Did you see Elder Feng? Right now, Fang Shaohua is controlling his body!" Chen Jie said.
"What are you saying? Sect Master Fang is still alive?" Su Jin Nian cried out in surprise.
"That's right. Before this, Fang Shaohua was the spirit of this sword. Just now, by chance, he escaped the sword and possessed Elder Feng's body. Now, Elder Feng is Fang Shaohua!"
"You mean, I've turned into a sword? You vile creature, how could you do this to me? I refuse to accept this! I refuse to become a sword! Kill me!" Su Jin Nian's voice was filled with extreme unwillingness.
"Wait, you mean becoming a spirit, and there's still a chance to be human in the future?" Su Jin Nian asked Chen Jie, as if a thought had struck her.
Chen Jie nodded, contemplating, "If my guess is correct, once this sword has tasted enough blood, the spirit will grow stronger. When it reaches a certain level of power, it can detach from the sword and possess someone's body."
"The prerequisite is that the person has just died and their injuries can be healed. Otherwise, they will also die." The conditions were extremely harsh. It was fortunate that Chen Jie was present. Otherwise, even if Fang Shaohua controlled Elder Feng's body, he wouldn't have been able to recover and maintain his position. What awaited him would ultimately be death. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"Chen Jie, what are the benefits of being your spirit?" Su Jin Nian seemed to be less resistant after hearing Chen Jie's words.
"The benefit is that this sword will have greater power," Chen Jie replied.
"Then fine! I'll be your spirit. When the day comes that I can leave this body and control someone else's, you'll let me go, alright?"
"Don't worry, after you let me go, I won't oppose you again!" Chen Jie had originally wanted her sword to prevent her from seeking revenge. After she followed him for a while, she would naturally understand his might. By then, she wouldn't dare to oppose him.
Thinking this, Chen Jie agreed. If Su Jin Nian harbored rebellious intentions, it would be disastrous if she played any tricks at a critical moment when he was fighting someone with the sword.
"Hehe, it feels quite marvelous to be a sword. It's as if I'm invincible! Tell me, Chen Jie, I already agreed to be your woman before, why were you so unappreciative? You could have had a flesh-and-blood, stunning beauty, but you insisted on a cold sword. I truly feel it's not worth it for you." Su Jin Nian's voice was seductive and charming.
Chen Jie ignored her words and lightly stroked the sword hilt. He found that after the sword body had a new spirit, it had become even more perfect, emitting an alluring aura. However, when Chen Jie's hand gently touched it, he heard Su Jin Nian's moans.
"Stop moaning!" The sound was too seductive.
"I... I don't want to! It's because you're touching me there. As a woman, how can I not moan?"
"The sword hilt is yours..." Chen Jie's forehead was covered in black lines.
"Stop talking nonsense. When Fang Shaohua was the spirit, he wasn't the sword hilt, but the sword body!" Chen Jie reprimanded.
"Eh? So, when you were fighting me with the sword just now, it was Fang Shaohua... Damn it, damn it!"
"He actually acted contrary to me! That makes sense, yin and yang are polar opposites, men and women are inherently opposed. It's very normal for such a situation to arise."
"Chen Jie, don't move around, I'm whining..."
Chen Jie didn't believe her nonsense at all. Su Jin Nian had always been unrestrained in her actions, and it was entirely possible for her to try to deceive him with such matters. She was probably deliberately acting this way to avoid him using her frequently in battles.
Thinking this, Chen Jie gripped the sword hilt tightly and shouted, "If you continue this act, don't blame me for throwing the sword into a stinking ditch!"
Su Jin Nian, while uncontrollably whimpering, said, "No, no! I'd rather you hold me than be thrown into a stinking ditch. I won't moan anymore, ah..."
Chen Jie frowned and directly placed it into his storage ring.