Chapter 61: Even a Little Spiritual Energy Is Cute

As it turned out, Meng Yingxing’s premonition this time was very accurate.

The book in his hand was indeed about “spirits.”

All things have spirits, including objects.

A sword spirit was just one of many kinds of object spirits.

“Quick, quick, flip to the back!”

Xiu Qingcheng stared intently at the book in Meng Yingxing’s hand, looking even more concerned about its contents than he was.

Meng Yingxing continued to flip through the pages, reading out some parts he considered important to Xiu Qingcheng.

“There are many ways to imbue an object with a spirit…”

“Nourishing an object with spiritual energy, if one is lucky enough, can cultivate a spirit like cultivating a tree, but this process is extremely long…”

“I’ve already finished reading it, disciple, read faster! It’s not like I’m illiterate!”

Xiu Qingcheng urged Meng Yingxing impatiently.

Some swords are not born literate, but after living for a long time and seeing a lot, they become literate.

Hearing this, Meng Yingxing sped up his reading.

“Or through the tempering of time, gathering the essence of heaven and earth, an object can form a spirit on its own… this process takes thousands of years…”

“There are also capable people who, when forging an object, throw in the soul of a living person to forge a spiritual treasure…”

Seeing this, Meng Yingxing sucked in a breath of cold air. “Using a person as a sacrifice… how cruel…”

“The simplest method is to throw in a supreme demon bone when forging an object, to condense the spirit of the object with overwhelming demonic power…”

After reading this part, Meng Yingxing flipped through a few more pages.
The rest of the content was actually about forging methods, things that a blacksmith should be reading.

“Master… if the birth of an object spirit is as described in this book, which category do you belong to?”

“Huh? Me?”

Xiu Qingcheng hadn’t expected Meng Yingxing to suddenly ask her this question, and it was a very good question indeed.

After she reincarnated, she was the Ting Tian Sword in someone’s hand.
Truthfully, she probably didn’t belong to any of these categories…

‘Wait a minute, didn’t I tell Meng Yingxing that I was from another world?’

Xiu Qingcheng slightly poked out of the scabbard and tapped Meng Yingxing on the head.

“Foolish disciple, I don’t belong to any of these categories. I told you when we first met, I’m a soul from another world! I inexplicably turned into a sword spirit!”

Only then did Meng Yingxing remember that this had happened.

So many things had happened recently that he had forgotten about it.

Since there was no need to know which category Xiu Qingcheng belonged to, and this book didn’t have any methods for taking human form, Meng Yingxing immediately put it down.

He picked up another book and began to study it carefully.

After finishing all three books, Meng Yingxing hadn’t gained any useful information about taking human form.

The only thing that could be considered a gain was a mention in the third book that perhaps with enough spiritual energy, a body could be constructed from it.

Meng Yingxing thought for a moment and decided to give it a try.

“Master, I’ll try injecting some spiritual energy into you when we sleep together tonight.”

Ever since the first time he had ‘nourished the sword,’ Meng Yingxing had been ‘nourishing the sword’ every day.

But Xiu Qingcheng had learned her lesson.
She had Meng Yingxing wrap a thick cloth around the Ting Tian Sword to ensure he wouldn’t be hurt, and she wouldn’t have to turn back into her human girl form for him to hold.

“Don’t say it in such a weird way. And I don’t think it’ll be of any use.”

“Constructing a body with spiritual energy sounds ridiculous. The amount of spiritual energy required must be enormous.”

“With your current spiritual energy, disciple, it’s definitely not enough.”

Xiu Qingcheng, of course, rejected Meng Yingxing’s proposal.

Mainly because she was afraid that when Meng Yingxing tried it, she would actually transform into a living person for him.

Uh…

After careful consideration, Xiu Qingcheng felt that it might not be impossible.

This way, she could smoothly cover up the fact that she could already transform into a person and had been secretly eating his food.

Meng Yingxing returned the three books he had just read and then left.

Not long after Meng Yingxing left, Liu Chenxin, who had told him that she couldn’t leave her post, appeared in the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion.

She stood on the Ten Thousand Search Array and used it to find the three books Meng Yingxing had just read.

The Ten Thousand Search Array, besides being able to find books, could also find the books that the previous user had searched for.

In other words, it could check the “browsing history.”

Because very few people would think to do this, very few people knew about this function, and Liu Chenxin was one of them.

“These look like very old ancient texts.”

“Let me see, Meng Yingxing, what on earth are you looking for…”

Liu Chenxin opened the books Meng Yingxing had read and quickly browsed through them.

In a short while, Liu Chenxin returned the books.

She left the Heavenly Scripture Pavilion, pondering with her hand on her cheek.

“The only thing these three books have in common… is that they are related to object spirits. Is Meng Yingxing looking for a way to nurture an object spirit?”

“Or is it that he already has some kind of object spirit, so he’s looking for related information?”

From what Liu Chenxin knew about Meng Yingxing, there was nothing on him that could produce an object spirit.

“That sword!”

A flash of inspiration struck Liu Chenxin, and she remembered the Ting Tian Sword that Meng Yingxing had brought out from the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

She remembered that when she first held that sword, it seemed to be trembling.

Plus, Meng Yingxing’s performance in the Divine Weapon Trial a few days ago was beyond imagination…

If this sword had already produced some kind of spirit, then it would make sense.

A dangerous and unpredictable smile appeared on Liu Chenxin’s face, as if she had some new idea in her mind.

“For a dead object to become a spirit is a once-in-a-thousand-years occurrence, and Meng Yingxing just happened to encounter it? How… interesting.”

That night.

After finishing his nightly cultivation, Meng Yingxing was about to try injecting spiritual energy into his precious Ting Tian Sword.

“Do whatever you want. I’m just a sword with no hands and no feet.”

Xiu Qingcheng landed on the bed, in a state of being at Meng Yingxing’s mercy.

She was actually a little curious herself now about what would happen if Meng Yingxing injected spiritual energy into her according to the book.

“Then I’m going to start, Master?”

Meng Yingxing sat cross-legged in front of Xiu Qingcheng, confirming with her one last time.

“Come on, I’m ready!”

“If it gets uncomfortable later, remember to tell me. I’ll try to be as gentle as possible, Master.”

“Hurry up!”

Meng Yingxing circulated the spiritual energy in his body, concentrating it between his two joined fingers, and then gently touched the blade of the Ting Tian Sword.

A faint white light could be seen being transmitted from Meng Yingxing’s body to the Ting Tian Sword.

Five minutes later.

Meng Yingxing was lying on the bed, looking extremely weak from overexertion.

Xiu Qingcheng floated beside him, still in the form of a sword.

It seemed that this injection of spiritual energy hadn’t caused anything special to happen.

“I told you, your little bit of spiritual energy is not enough for me to absorb.”

“Now look, you’ve been sucked dry.”

Meng Yingxing coughed, his voice weak, as if he were about to pass away in the next second.

“Master… Master is absolutely right…”

“It’s… it’s because I’m too weak, I have no spiritual energy…”

“I’m sorry, Master…”

Seeing that Meng Yingxing seemed to be blaming himself, Xiu Qingcheng comforted him a few times.

“Don’t say that about yourself, disciple.”

“You’ve already tried your best. Even a little spiritual energy is cute.”