The Story Never Ends
Chapter 233 - Sword Spirit

"My God! It's flooding. The whole sect will drown if this continues any further." The Sect Master was in a state of disbelief. What the hell happened inside the pool?

Not only that, but he could feel waves of chaotic energy flowing aggressively in the water. He was sure that he would die with no bones left if he tried to go inside.

Thus, he hurriedly took out some array flags from his spirit ring and infused his Qi into them.

"Whoosh!"

A yellow translucent was formed on the entrance of the cave, blocking the water from spewing out.

"Phew, this should be good for now." He sighed in relief.

"But what shall I do next?" He was worried. Was everything caused by the devil sealed inside? If so, then he didn't have the strength to resist.

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Meanwhile, at the bottom of the pool, the terrain had become completely unrecognizable. The floor had become uneven, and many large fissures could be seen. On top of that, many sharp rocks were protruding.

Nonetheless, these changes were not surprising. But rather there was a gigantic skeleton stuck in one of the fissures. It resembled a devil and had its skull missing.

"I believe it used to be the physical body of the ancestral devil. As for its head, it was blown up earlier." Davion appeared from the lamp and scanned the surroundings warily.

"The bones of a Saint. It is my first time witnessing this." Siena, who was behind him, slashed her sword at it, attempting to check its hardness.

"Clang"

Sparks were produced and a small dent could be seen on the edge of her sword.

"Siena, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?" A childish aggrieved voice sounded from the sword.

"I'm sorry." She caressed its surface, showing her affection.

"Humph! Forget it." Seeing how apologetic she looked, the sword didn't want to bicker anymore. But inwardly he was furious as they were doing whatever they wanted with him, not caring about him.

"Did the devil die?" Siena asked since they didn't catch any sight of him.

"I don't think so." Davion shook his head as he didn't receive any experience points.

He then spread his Mind-Eye, scanning every corner of the devil pool. He was confident that the devil was hiding somewhere here.

"There." He swam forward and came in front of the longsword that was lying on a rock.

At the moment, the devil word 'Suppression' that Davion had seen previously had disappeared. The other devil words which he hadn't seen as well. Nevertheless, there were still many extraordinary runes imprinted on it and he could somewhat tell that they were law runes.

However, they looked dull and weren't radiating any power, making the sword appear like a normal artifact.

"It must have run out of gas." Davion thought.

Anyways, he didn't pay much attention to it and focused on its hilt. A thin devil essence was flickering on it that seemed to be slowly integrating with the sword. If not for his powerful senses, he would have missed it. Or perhaps being a devil himself, made him sensitive to devil essence.

"Devil. You dare to corrupt my sword?" Davion bellowed in anger. Didn't that bastard know how much effort he had pulled in to obtain this sword?

"What?" Siena was astonished when he heard his shout. After all, she wasn't able to notice anything unusual here.

Despite his call, there was no response coming from the sword, causing Siena to be doubtful of him. "Are you sure?"

"Don't test my patience." Davion snapped his fingers and his destructive flames swirled around the sword, levitating the sword from the rock.

Finally, there was some reaction. The hilt of the sword became black and the devil essence was steadily being ejected from it.

"You are right." Her eyes lit up and she produced a white flame on top of her fingertips, getting ready to strike.

But before she could make a move, a panicking devil voice was heard.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Hehe. Show yourself first." Davion grabbed the sword and unleashed more of his flames.

"Wait! We can talk." The phantom of the devil gradually materialized above the sword as he begged.

"Eh!" Davion exclaimed in surprise when he saw how tiny and weak the devil looked. He was dim and about 3 feet tall that could vanish any moment.

"Who are you and what brings the young phoenix here?" He asked in a low voice, fearing that he would anger them.

"I'm Davion, and I'm here for this fucking sword." He spoke coldly. As for how the devil recognized Siena, there was not much to say.

"Is that it?" Did they beat him this heavily just for this sword? The devil became depressed.

"Of course. Besides, there is no hurry. First, tell me how you reached inside the sword and what are you planning?" How could Davion let the devil go this easily?

"Damn! What does he want?" Among these two, the devil feared this unknown human the most. It was because he could neither sense his cultivation nor see his depth. He was quite mysterious.

"Speak." Davion chided when he saw him not answering.

"I have no other purpose. I'm only trying to hide." The devil answered instantly.

"Is that so?" Davion didn't quite believe it.

"Pass me the sword." Siena abruptly suggested and he did as she told.

"Humm." The eyes under her veil closed, and she stood like a statue for a couple of minutes.

Afterward, she declared solemnly, "This sword is not a fairy artifact."

"What? How can that be?" Davion didn't believe it and contrary to his expression, the devil was worried. "Did she replace out?"

"It was in the past. But not now." She sighed.

"Its soul is missing. I guess it died a long time ago. This must be why the seal must have weakened and the devil smoothly escaped." As someone who possessed a fairy artifact, she had better knowledge about it.

And right now, she had just tried to communicate with the soul of this sword and it had failed. Thus, she came to this conclusion.

"I see." Davion's mind worked rapidly and he seemed to somewhat understand what the devil was plotting.

Since the devil's soul Qi was running out, he had to replace a host to survive. But there were no people here to latch onto. Plus, he had enemies coming after him. Therefore, he had no time to replace a suitable host.

Hence, he must have no other choice than to take over this sword as the last resort. In this way, the sword would come back to life, and he could cultivate like how the natal core sword of Siena cultivated.

Even though this method sounded good, it had a huge flaw. Without contracting an owner, he wouldn't be able to sense the aura of heavens and earth, resulting in him not being able to cultivate.

Furthermore, he will be bound to the sword for eternity. He can't leave the sword and replace a new host. This was one of the rules of heavens and earth that no one can defy. If not, all the souls would have definitely escaped from the fairy and natal core artifacts. After all, who in their right mind would like to stay as a tool for the rest of their life.

This was what he had read in the library during his stay in the Demon Beast World. So, having these speculations, Davion questioned him, wanting to be sure.

"He is terrifying. How did he manage to deduce all this from just a clue given by that woman?" The devil became shocked.

Nevertheless, he controlled his emotions and replied, "Yes. It's true."

"Good, good." Davion gave a warm smile and said, "I have decided that you will take over this sword and I will be your owner."

"What?" The devil realized that he had pulled himself into a big mess that he can't say no to. He felt his dream of reaching his peak state had shattered right here right now.

Actually, he was thinking of staying in the sword for only a certain period of time and leaving once he discovered a suitable host. As for the rules that bound him, he had a way of bypassing them.

But if he contracted with Davion, he won't be able to accomplish his goal. He would forever be a sword spirit.

"You fool! How can you be unhappy? Isn't this a win-win situation for us? You get to live, and I can obtain a treasure." Davion narrowed his eyes, glaring at him as if he wanted to devour him alive.

"Davion, you cannot be so hasty. This old devil might be plotting something." Siena couldn't help but remind him cautiously.

"I don't think so. With how weak his soul is, even Danny can beat him to a pulp." Davion had a smug look on his face.

"It's true." Siena agreed.

"Danny?" The devil didn't understand what they were talking about.. But if he knew, he would certainly cough out blood in anger. How can a supreme being like him be humiliated by a kid?