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The Ancient Brahma Bell, a powerful treasure with unparalleled defensive capabilities, stood about ten feet tall and had a diameter of approximately two feet. At its top, a dragon-headed hook was intricately carved, while at the bottom were two lotus-shaped striking bases known as the Eight Leaves. Below the striking bases was referred to as the Grass Gap, and the lower edge was called the Horse Claw. Above it were divided into two sections: the Pool Gap and the Milk Gap. The Milk Gap featured small protrusions arranged in a circular pattern that connected to the striking base, forming a crosswise band known as the Kasaya, also called the Six Paths.
There were rumors that long ago, during his youth, Gu Long led several elder figures from the Heavenly Dragon Sect to wipe out a Demonic Sect in the Eastern State. In the courtyard of that Demonic Sect, they discovered a Brass Bell. It was said that due to years of absorbing demonic energy, this bell was incredibly sturdy. Once stimulated by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, it could unleash a powerful and strange Buddhist light to attack others, making it a natural treasure. Gu Long later integrated it into his body; when it manifested, even Yu Wuxia found it difficult to contend with him. This had been evident in their recent encounters over the years.
Knowing the formidable nature of the Ancient Brahma Bell left Yu Wuxia at a loss. He wanted to take Ye Huan away but hesitated upon seeing the painful expression on her face. He questioned whether he could touch her; if the Golden Wind Sword had merged with Ye Huan's body, she was undoubtedly in a state of cultivation. Disturbing her could lead to her going astray in her practice. However, if he didn’t take Ye Huan away…
Struggling against the blinding golden light, Yu Wuxia shifted his gaze towards Gu Long's position and was astonished to discover that, whether by illusion or not, golden light also surrounded him and Ye Huan, forming a sphere that blocked all attacks from the Ancient Brahma Bell.
"What is this…"
In shock, he looked around and confirmed that behind him too was enveloped in golden light. Unlike the brilliance emitted by the Ancient Brahma Bell, this light was noticeably gentler.
Returning his focus to Ye Huan, Yu Wuxia realized that everything must be connected to her and likely related to the Golden Wind Sword that had merged with her body. As this thought crossed his mind, his expression darkened; after being sect leader for so many years, he had never seen the Golden Wind Sword autonomously protect its owner. Yet here was Ye Huan, who had just integrated it into her body, now experiencing such an extraordinary event. It was hard for Yu Wuxia to feel comfortable about this situation.
Unaware that even the leader of Yuxu Palace had begun to envy her, Ye Huan was cursing her misfortune internally. No matter how much she cursed, however, the excruciating pain showed no signs of abating; instead, it intensified and spread from her body to her head.
'The Golden Wind Sword hasn’t burrowed into my mind, has it?'
Gritting her teeth and enduring the pain made it impossible for Ye Huan to open her eyes. After what felt like another ten seconds or so, this condition gradually subsided. If there had been a mirror in front of her at that moment, she would have easily noticed a golden sword-shaped mark on her forehead—about the size of her thumb and exceptionally eye-catching.
"Sword Mark?!"
Standing across from Ye Huan, Yu Wuxia gasped in surprise. Upon seeing the sword-shaped mark on Ye Huan's forehead, her emotions clearly spiraled out of control, and she shouted a term that Ye Huan had never heard before.
It was no wonder that Yu Wuxia was so concerned about the mark on Ye Huan's forehead. Almost every cultivator in the Eastern State knew that the appearance of a 'Sword Mark' on one's forehead meant that the person had fused with their Flying Sword, reaching the highest realm of cultivation in the path of the Flying Sword: Human-Sword Unity!
"What is this Sword Mark? Old man, what do you want?"
As he reopened his eyes, Ye Huan felt somewhat bewildered by the situation. Just then, a surge of emotion stirred deep within him, and a Flying Sword shot out from his body, landing with a thud on the ground.
"Isn't this my Flame Sun Sword?!"
Lowering his head, Ye Huan was astonished to see the Flying Sword at his feet. It turned out that after merging with the Golden Wind Sword, the Flame Sun Sword had been expelled from his body due to the dominance of the Golden Wind Sword. As another Flying Sword forged by someone else, it was only natural that it could not compete with the treasure of Yuxu Palace, the Golden Wind Sword, and thus fell out of him.
"That's right, this is the Flame Sun Sword! Ye Huan... didn't you notice the changes around you?"
Yu Wuxia looked at Ye Huan, who seemed oblivious to everything happening around him. She was at a loss for words. After all, just a few meters away stood Gu Long, the leader of Heavenly Dragon Sect, coldly staring in their direction. He was just waiting to interrogate Ye Huan about how he and Yu Wuxia had evaded his Ancient Sanskrit Seed attack.
On the other hand, after Yu Wuxia's reminder, Ye Huan quickly recalled that they should still be confronting Gu Long. He turned his gaze toward Gu Long's position and immediately noticed a layer of faint golden light that he had previously overlooked.
"This is something I caused..."
Deep down, Ye Huan felt that with just a thought, this layer of golden light might vanish. Yet there was still a hint of confusion in his tone because normally, creating something akin to a protective shield was nearly impossible for him. After all, he was a summoner and not an authentic cultivator. Even though he possessed a significant amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy within him, he had never learned any techniques related to such constructs.
"Yes, this is your doing. Wait, no—this is caused by the Golden Wind Sword merging with you."
Hearing the confusion in Ye Huan's voice, Yu Wuxia immediately gave a positive response. However, before he could finish his sentence, he remembered that all of this was thanks to the Golden Wind Sword. He hurriedly changed his words, becoming somewhat incoherent, which caused Ye Huan to roll her eyes at him and carefully sense her own condition.
Since the Golden Wind Sword had merged into her body, Ye Huan had every reason to believe that she could control it just as she did with the Flame Sun Sword. In fact, that was indeed the case. As Ye Huan focused her mind, a small sword suddenly shot out from her forehead, hovering right between Yu Wuxia and herself, startling Yu Wuxia.
"Golden Wind Sword... why do I feel like it’s not really a sword?"
A dazed whisper escaped her lips. As soon as Ye Huan spoke, Yu Wuxia, still recovering from the shock, froze in place. A thought flashed through her mind about the Golden Wind Sword...
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