The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity-Chapter 455 - 453: Human Sword Integration

"Heart of Cultivation destroyed?"

Nan Xian’s expression was somewhat grave, "Then what’s your current situation? If your temperament still harbors obstacles, enduring the Ascension Divine Tribulation will be very difficult."

"The Chu Yan from the past life is no longer around, and this Chu Yan is different. The matters of the past life have nothing to do with him, so this time, Ascension should be without issues."

After Qin Zhao finished speaking, the two arrived at the location of the Heavenly Master Sect.

This was the secluded clan land of the Heavenly Master Sect, located in a rather remote small county town.

This was where Shangguan Qiu’s home was; she lived here most of the time when there was nothing else demanding her attention.

After contacting Shangguan Jing, he drove over to pick them up.

"Some time ago, Xiaoqiu went out to perform an exorcism. Not long after she returned, she fell into a coma. We’ve tried many methods, even approached people from the Dan Sect to take a look, but none could awaken her."

Hearing Shangguan Jing’s words, Qin Zhao asked, "Is there any problem with her body?"

"Her body is fine, it’s pretty much like she’s just sleeping."

Shangguan Jing thought for a moment and then added, "There is an old ancestor in our clan who said that Xiaoqiu may have lost her soul and suggested that we try calling her soul back.

I used Qi Observation Skill and could clearly see that Xiaoqiu’s soul is still within her body."

Qin Zhao didn’t say anything; she hadn’t seen Shangguan Qiu yet and didn’t know why it was like this.

Before long, they arrived at Shangguan Qiu’s home.

There was an elderly man watching over her, introduced by Shangguan Jing as someone from within the Heavenly Master Sect’s clan.

After Qin Zhao saw Shangguan Qiu, she looked over for quite a while but couldn’t detect any problems.

"It seems, just like she’s sleeping. There’s no problem with her body, and her soul seems fine too."

She couldn’t help but frown.

"If there really is no problem, why won’t she wake up?"

Nan Xian stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look."

He saw the Changyuan Sword placed beside Shangguan Qiu’s bed. First, he picked up the Changyuan Sword and examined it for a while, then put his fingertip on Shangguan Qiu’s brow, enveloping her in a spell.

About half an hour later, Nan Xian opened his eyes.

"A person has three souls and seven spirits, and she has lost one spirit."

"We’ve only come across those who have lost their entire soul, how should we proceed in this case where just one spirit is lost?"

Shangguan Jing asked anxiously.

"This isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Her losing one spirit is actually related to the Changyuan Sword."

Nan Xian put down the Changyuan Sword he was holding and pondered for a moment.

"The Changyuan Sword is a Divine Sword, not only harboring a Sword Spirit but also one with a longstanding existence. As far as I know, the Changyuan Sword possesses a set of Swordsmanship explicitly tailored for its master.

This Swordsmanship can only be cultivated with the recognition of the Sword Spirit.

Do you know who the last master of the Changyuan Sword was?"

Nan Xian looked towards Shangguan Jing and Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao rolled her eyes, "Your discarded sword, how would I know?"

"He was the unparalleled War God of the Immortal Realm, a title like War God alone tells of his immense battle prowess, and the Changyuan Sword Technique he perfected emphasizes the Unity of Man, Sword, and Heart, possessing the power to sweep through thousands of enemies.

Man refers to the master of the Changyuan Sword, who needs to cultivate the Sword Bone in order to best match the Changyuan Sword. Sword naturally refers to the Changyuan Sword, and Heart points to the sword heart.

If one wishes to cultivate the sword heart, a spirit must be separated and fused with the Changyuan Sword.

Only when the Sword Heart Great Success is achieved can one unite the person and the sword, reaching Unity of Man, Sword, and Heart.

This sword heart is the most difficult to master.

Miss Shangguan has not yet developed the Sword Bone but has already separated a spirit to cultivate the sword heart, likely a suggestion from the Sword Spirit. It seems she has quite the Talent indeed."

Nan Xian said quite a bit, leaving Shangguan Jing somewhat confused.

"But if a person loses a spirit, won’t it have some effect on her herself?"

Now her soul isn’t complete.

Shangguan Jing was somewhat worried.

"She has received the acknowledgment of the Sword Spirit, and with the Sword Spirit’s protection, that spirit will not be in any danger. If she succeeds in cultivating the sword heart, that spirit will reside within the Changyuan Sword, allowing her to achieve true Human Sword Integration."

Qin Zhao asked, "So this part of her soul is with the Sword Spirit?"

"Yes, as for how to refine the soul into the sword heart, the Sword Spirit has its own ways."

Nan Xian thought for a moment and then said, "However, during this period you must guard her body well to prevent any problems. When the time is right, the Sword Spirit will bring her soul back."

"How long might that take? If she doesn’t wake up for a long time, wouldn’t her body have problems?"

"I don’t know how long it will take, maybe you should give her some Fasting Pills?"

If she remained comatose for several months, indeed, problems could arise with her body.

"Alright."

Seeing that Shangguan Jing was still worried, Qin Zhao comforted him, "This is a good thing for Shangguan. The Changyuan Sword is a Divine Sword from the Immortal Realm. If she can master the Changyuan Sword Technique, she might even ascend to the Immortal Realm one day."

"Ascend?"

Shangguan Jing couldn’t believe it and felt like the word was as unreal as a dream.

"In this era, is ascension still possible?"

He knew that the Spiritual Energy of the modern age was extremely scarce, and ascension was something only found in ancient books.

Whether Shangguan Qiu could ascend would also depend on her ability, and Nan Xian dared not make any guarantees.

He then recalled a modern saying he had learned.

Nan Xian patted Shangguan Jing on the shoulder, "Take a chance, a bicycle might turn into a motorcycle."

Shangguan Jing: "...."

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"Uncle Jing, this is the Fasting Pill that I refined myself."

Qin Zhao handed a porcelain bottle to Shangguan Jing, "If Shangguan has any other issues, you can contact me again."

"We can only hope for the best now, thanks for coming over."

Shangguan Jing accepted the Fasting Pills and thanked Qin Zhao.

"You’re welcome."

Qin Zhao and Nan Xian, finding Shangguan Qiu had no serious issues, rode back to Imperial City on their swords.

By the time they got home, it was already dusk.

Chu Yan was sitting in the living room with a medical box on the coffee table.

"What happened to you?"

Qin Zhao quickly walked over.

"I wasn’t watching where I was going and accidentally bumped into a sign."

Chu Yan said casually, then handed her a band-aid.

"Zhaozhao, can you put it on for me?"

There was a small cut above his eyebrow bone, likely from a blade’s edge, fortunately not too large or deep.

Chu Yan had fought with the Black Robed Man and had accidentally been cut by his spell, leaving a small wound on his face, although the other guy ended up worse, coughing up blood from Chu Yan’s beating.

Regrettably, Chu Yan still didn’t see his true face.

"Bumped into a sign again? How can you be so careless?"

Qin Zhao took the band-aid, applied it for him, and couldn’t help but complain.

Previously, when they were exorcising evil spirits in another place, Chu Yan had also run into a sign.

It seemed like it was when they slept together for the first time.

"I got a message on my phone, so I didn’t see it."

Chu Yan used a casual excuse, and as she finished applying it and was about to leave, he pulled her back and kissed her.

"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat tonight?"

His handsome face looked pale, and his thin lips were colorless.

"You don’t seem to be feeling well, so how about ordering takeout?"

He said nonchalantly, "I’m fine, takeout isn’t good for the health. It’s just that we don’t have any vegetables at home, could you go to the nearby supermarket to buy some? I’ll do the cooking later."

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