Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite Chapter 67: The Mysterious Sword Spirit

Su Muyao did not wish to have a dispute with i Qingchen, and said quietly, "I never said you couldn’t co back."

i Qingchen saw her tense and wary reaction, and his aura retracted. He softened his detached tone and explained casually, "You don’t need to be so nervous."

"These days I had soone fuse Mystic Spirit Iron with my Lifebound Sword."

As he spoke, i Qingchen took out his Lifebound Sword.

At this mont, the sword was no longer in its previous shabby state, as if it had been reshaped. The blade was slender, like a gentle stream, with a mirror-like smoothness.

The Sword Qi along the blade was fierce, seemingly carrying endless power.

Under the sunlight, it radiated sharpness, with peculiar talisman patterns on the blade, exuding an enigmatic aura.

It exerted an invisible pressure, inducing awe and reverence toward the sword.

Looking at the sword, Su Muyao’s expression slightly moved.

Except for the trace of dark aura lingering on it, it truly was a remarkable sword.

No wonder i Qingchen treasured it so much.

After a pause, i Qingchen said, "Thank you for the Mystic Spirit Iron."

"There is still so dark aura that has invaded this sword, could I trouble you to help repair it?"

Listening to his words, Su Muyao found it rather strange.

Had i Qingchen taken the wrong dicine? Why would he speak to her in such a tone?

She looked up at i Qingchen and t his cold and striking eyes; the once cold and disdainful look had now llowed considerably.

No longer carrying a combative anger.

Su Muyao scrutinized him with suspicious eyes, becoming more wary.

She believed there’s sothing unusual where there’s unexpectedness.

i Qingchen let her observe him, "How about I co closer, so you can take a closer look and see if what I’m saying is true?"

Su Muyao quickly grabbed the sword and stepped back a few paces, saying, "No need."

"I will repair your sword right away."

These days, her superpower had recovered sowhat.

She could repair this sword.

Seeing Su Muyao avoiding him as if she feared him, i Qingchen’s eyes had a hint of intrigue and depth.

He still rembered the amazed expression on the person who forged the sword with Mystic Spirit Iron and the Lifebound Sword.

No matter how much that person asked, he never revealed her identity.

Why?

He wasn’t sure.

The letter he sent to the i Family, his father should have received it by now.

Unsure whether the prescription would be effective!

When Su Muyao took the sword, she clearly felt it was different from before.

The blade was light, seemingly infused with Spiritual Energy, like it had a life of its own, giving a feeling of liveliness and elegance.

Whether it was because she had repaired the sword before, or perhaps because the Mystic Spirit Iron had co from her space.

In any case, at this mont, holding the Lifebound Sword, she felt a sense of familiarity.

Su Muyao looked at i Qingchen and said, "You just stay there and don’t co closer, don’t disturb while I repair the sword."

i Qingchen lazily crossed his arms and leaned against the doorfra, "Naturally."

"Do you really think I would do anything to you?"

i Qingchen spoke casually and lazily.

But Su Muyao recognized his mocking tone.

It was as if his words were a joke.

After a pause, i Qingchen added, "If it weren’t for needing you to repair this sword, do you think I’d be standing here?"

Su Muyao’s expression changed, her heart feeling stifled.

She really wanted to slap him and make him shut up.

But considering her current strength, she bit her lip and said nothing.

She knew speaking further would only bring humiliation.

Su Muyao didn’t delay any longer, she imdiately activated her Wood Elent Ability, then infused it into the Spirit Sword.

A stream of green light continuously flowed into the Spirit Sword.

When Su Muyao’s superpower established a connection to the Sword Spirit, she felt her spirit enter the Spirit Sword’s Spirit Sea.

At first, it was shrouded in mist, but as the mist cleared, it was a lush green area where birds sang and flowers blood.

Yet not far away was a dark aura, where so force seed to be calling to her.

Su Muyao walked toward the mass of dark aura.

As she approached, a natural aura emanated from her, green light swirling and purifying all of the dark aura.

In the far corner, there was a tree, and beneath it lay an unconscious masked man.

He stood tall like a jade tree, dressed in black satin robes, with ink-black hair, smooth as silk, unbound and cascading freely.

The chilly wind blew, lifting his garnt and hair, giving an ethereal feeling of being untainted by the world.

But he was surrounded by dark aura, making him seem like a night rose, evoking a sense of eeriness.

He was unconscious, with the mask revealing only the lower half of his face, showing features that should be strikingly exquisite, like ticulously carved jade, with skin of a cold white hue.

The contrast between black and white ford an extre visual impact.

Seeing the dark aura about to engulf him completely, Su Muyao circulated her Wood Elent Ability to purify the dark aura around him.

Once the dark aura surrounding him had been completely purified, the surrounding air beca fresh, and the sky turned blue.

The nearby tree imdiately blood with peach blossoms.

As the gentle breeze blew, the blossoms delicately fell, creating a sense of beauty.

Su Muyao looked at the man on the ground, curious, and reached out to try and touch his mask.

But at that mont, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The mont he opened his eyes, they were peach blossom-shaped, like deep and bottomless pools, carrying a chilling gleam.

Just catching sight of Su Muyao, a gentle hue appeared in his eyes, "Miss, you saved !"

Su Muyao had not anticipated him awakening so quickly, and his eyes being so beautiful.

His eyes slightly curved, naturally expressive, easily bewitching.

She was montarily stunned by the sight and asked, "Who are you?"

She had just been repairing i Qingchen’s Lifebound Sword, and during the repair, her Spirit Sea connected, and she suddenly found herself here.

She didn’t know where this place was.

"I am the Sword Spirit!"

Su Muyao showed a shocked expression, her lashes trembling fiercely, "You... you are the Sword Spirit?"

Could a Sword Spirit take on a human form?

Su Muyao found it sowhat unbelievable.

As if understanding Su Muyao’s doubt, he softly laughed with a murmur escaping from the corner of his mouth, "Yes, I am the Sword Spirit, awakened by Miss with Mystic Spirit Iron and superpower."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand.

Su Muyao’s lashes trembled as she intended to dodge away.

He softly said, "Don’t move!"

For so reason, Su Muyao did not move.

Then he removed the peach blossom petal from her hair.

He glanced at the peach tree nearby, as though reminiscing, "This tree hasn’t blood for a long ti, yet now it’s suddenly full of peach blossoms!"

"Would Miss like to drink Peach Blossom Wine, I can brew so for you to enjoy?"

"Or would you like to eat peach blossom cake, I could make so for you."

Uh...

Su Muyao felt everything before her was surreal, sowhat unreal.

She wasn’t sure if what she heard was true or not.

"Or Peach Blossom Soup, peach blossom cake?"