I Don’t Want to Get Hurt, So I’ll Max Out My Defense

881  Chapter 882: Show-off Master Huo Yun Sword

With a swing of his hand, he gathered several swords into his bag.

He only let the Hellfire burn for an instant, so as not to turn them to ash. He thought he would let them adjust themselves for a while to naturally recover their vitality. These were all fine swords, each possessing Sword Intent, and could definitely fetch a good price if sold.

Even if he did not use these swords, carrying them with him to sense their Sword Intent daily could also help him comprehend it.

"Clang!"

Another series of metallic ringing sounds arose. From the distant lava, dozens of sword glows soared up, the pervasive Sword Intent enveloping Li Xiaobai from all sides.

These were all subordinates of the Huo Yun Sword, they had detected the abnormal situation within the Sword Domain and come to investigate.

A variety of Sword Intents swept across, engulfing the entire void, forming a siege-like attack toward Li Xiaobai.

[Attribute Points +300,000...]

[Attribute Points +400,000...]

[Attribute Points +500,000...]

The System panel showed Attribute Points skyrocketing. The damage from these Sword Qis was mostly at the level of Earth Immortal Realm, with the occasional strike being within the scope of Human Immortal Realm. The damage wasn't high, making it perfect for leveling up.

"Buzz!"

The Bronze Sword and the Ice Essence Sword trembled, their buzzing sound exploding, as a sunset slowly rose in the void. At the same time, flecks of white snowflakes scattered and fell. The temperature within the fiery red Sword Domain dropped significantly. Provoked by these ancient swords, they too desired to strike them down.

"Do not act recklessly,"

"Let me handle it."

Li Xiaobai stopped their movements. These two swords were heavy-handed, and he saw the swords as mountains of Immortal Stone Resources; he couldn't let either blade destroy them.

With a flick of his wrist, he threw out a ball of Hellfire toward the front. It surged upon contact with the wind, and a sky-full of black flames flickered for a second before disappearing. Dozens of ancient swords instantly lost their luster, fell to the ground, and with a sweep of his hand, Li Xiaobai collected them into his bag.

All quieted down within the Sword Domain.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz."

Not far away, a sword hilt floated over. The hilt was a fiery red and brilliantly lustrous, like a gem, smooth and transparent, without a blade, making it seem rather broken and ancient, only slightly better than the Bronze Sword.

But lacking a blade, it naturally failed to capture Li Xiaobai's attention. With the two swords at his side motionless, he simply slapped the sword hilt away with his palm.

"Is this also a subordinate of the Huo Yun Sword?"

"It doesn't even have a blade, and it's so ugly."

As soon as he spoke, the Bronze Sword and the Ice Essence Sword trembled incessantly, emitting an anxious emotion and simultaneously writing a line of large characters on the ground: "It is the Huo Yun Sword, the Evil God Huo Yun!"

"This thing is the Huo Yun Sword?"

"That can't be right, the image provided by the Sect Master wasn't like this."

Li Xiaobai was astonished. The image of the Huo Yun Sword given by Ying Diao before he set off wasn't just a broken sword hilt. It was a peerless Divine Sword, with phoenix-winged gilding, wrought from black gold, surrounded by raging flames, truly majestic!

The miserable sword hilt before him, riddled with a thousand holes, could only be slightly glanced at for its ruby hilt that was clear and translucent. Where was even a hint of the grandeur of the Huo Yun Sword?

"Kid, you haven't been duped, have you?"

A little yellow chicken popped its head out and said, judging from Ying Diao's behavior, it was highly probable that it was another huge trap.

"They say the first impression is very important when encountering ancient swords, and to take an ancient sword away, you need a good first impression. It's probably for this reason that the Sect Master deliberately described an impressive image of the Huo Yun Sword to me."

Li Xiaobai muttered to himself. He seemed to have understood something. Ying Diao must have said the same words when he first saw this sword, and as a result, this damn thing held a grudge and never showed its face to him again.

To prevent himself from making the same mistake, Ying Diao had crafted a fake Huo Yun Sword in hopes of leaving a good impression on him, but it had unexpectedly backfired.

"Damn, what a huge pitfall!"

Li Xiaobai cursed inwardly. Was he the type to judge a book by its cover?

Ying Diao had seriously underestimated him.

"Swoosh!"

A tremendous sword light burst forth, piercing the heavens, with a golden-red aura pervading the air. The ground beneath Li Xiaobai's feet melted into scorching lava, causing the magma to explode violently.

The heat surged towards him as the ruby-like hilt floated towards him again. This time, the golden-red Magma Sword Evocation materialized into a sword blade, exuding an unparalleled deterrent force.

[Attribute Points +800,000…]

Yet another ancient sword casually worth 800,000 Attribute Points.

"Who says I'm ugly?"

"You have one chance to rephrase that!"

The Magma Sword Evocation inscribed words in the void, as though a ball of raging fire was burning fiercely.

"Not only are you not ugly, you are quite dashing. It was my own short-sightedness earlier. Only upon closer inspection have I truly appreciated your extraordinary elegance. To possess such grace, only one sword in the Sword Tomb can achieve this. It seems you must be the Huo Yun Sword, right?"

Li Xiaobai spoke with a solemn expression.

The Huo Yun Sword trembled slightly, "Young man, you have keen eyesight, but your taste is poor. If you truly understood art, you wouldn't carry that battered, bronze sword around."

"You scoundrel, how dare you speak such arrogant words. Not only have you captured my subordinate, but now you want to make me your underling. I must say, you've got guts. In this world, there are scarcely more than ten people who dare to cross swords with me, but you're the only one who dares to suggest I become your underling."

The Huo Yun Sword gathered magma in the void, arranging it into segments of text.

Li Xiaobai was speechless. He could tell that this guy was just putting on airs—and in such a free-and-easy manner, without any semblance of grandeur.

"I heard the Evil God is the Galaxy Sword's offspring? The Galaxy Sword is currently in the hands of our Sect Master. If you join our Sword Sect, you won't be neglected, as he is a Half-Saint Strong Expert."

Li Xiaobai tentatively asked.

"What's he worth? He's just someone who took advantage of my weakness to forcibly refine a wisp of my Divine Soul into an offspring blade. I've severed that connection long ago. If it were back in the day, I would've already gone up to deal with him! A mere Half-Saint is nothing; I've slain beings from the Immortal Gods Realm in my prime!"

The Huo Yun Sword was exceedingly disdainful.

Li Xiaobai had witnessed the power of the Galaxy Sword; embedded within the Galaxy formation, it could even suppress cultivators at the Half-Saint Realm, refining tens of thousands of people. According to the Huo Yun Sword, it didn't even consider the Galaxy Sword significant?

Moreover, it mentioned the Immortal Gods Realm. What realm was that?

The amount of information was slightly overwhelming.

The Ice Essence Sword interjected, "You can't take it out with you, it has killed many people. Its master was once the Ultimate Killing Devil King, the Evil God Huo Yun. Most of the ancient swords in the Sword Tomb fell to it, its sins as high as the heavens!"

The Huo Yun Sword replied, "I have killed many people because I wanted to find someone who could beat me. Unfortunately, no one was my match, and I hid to find some peace. If I had an opponent, I would have gone out long ago. Who can trap me? Let me tell you, the old Huo Yun is dead, and now I am the Evil God Huo Yun!"

"So lofty it's cold at the top, such lonely invincibility, you don't understand!"

Li Xiaobai: "..."