Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2195 - 2195 2185 Using the Body as a Sword

2195: Chapter 2185: Using the Body as a Sword 2195: Chapter 2185: Using the Body as a Sword “One day, you might be able to display this set of sword techniques in its true form.”

Just in that brief moment, Chen Chen’s body seemed to deflate like a balloon, no longer bearing the appearance of a youthful, immortal figure with the bones of a daoist hermit.

Now, he looked more like an elderly person at the twilight of his life.

“This…”

Seeing Chen Chen in this state, Long Yan didn’t know what to say, because Chen Chen already had so little life left, and forcibly imprinting the sword technique into his own mind had made his scant remaining life even more negligible.

Long Yan didn’t know what to say to Chen Chen; perhaps all that remained now towards this Strong One was respect.

“Right, Kid, take out that sword of yours.”

It seemed that Chen Chen still had some lingering attachment to Dragon Tooth.

Upon hearing Chen Chen’s words, Long Yan took out the Dragon Tooth from the Storage Ring and handed it to Chen Chen.

“Good sword, what a good sword indeed.”

A gleam shone in Chen Chen’s vast, starry eyes; compared to the sword in front of him, even one refined through the power of the stars seemed like scrap metal.

If he had more time to live, Chen Chen felt that even if he were to offend The world greatly, he would still try to snatch this sword.

Long Yan, of course, saw the fleeting greed in Chen Chen’s eyes, but how long can he live with such vitality?

One day?

Or two days?

That was all speculation; Long Yan had no intention to quarrel with someone on the brink of death.

Chen Chen also felt something improper; initially, Dragon Tooth hadn’t shown its true form because it hadn’t obtained the acknowledgment of the spiritual presence, and now it was because there was no spiritual presence.

Long Yan listened as Chen Chen slowly started to explain.

Indeed, Dragon Tooth initially possessed a spiritual presence, but it was later killed by the force of the Nine Dragons Tripod caught by Long Yan.

Upon hearing that the spirit sought to take over Long Yan’s body, Chen Chen fell into silence; it seemed that this sword was indeed a Demon Sword.

If it were a Demon Sword, then it couldn’t be decided by an ordinary spirit.

A so-called Demon Sword requires a sacrifice, not something that any God-Beast could compare with; although the name contains ‘God,’ after all, they are still beasts.

Even if they possess Spiritual Wisdom, they are still not the best choice for sword-crafting.

“Well, Kid, the old man will give you this last bit of good fortune.”

A trace of reluctance flickered through Chen Chen’s pupils.

Long Yan saw many things in his gaze—perhaps it’s the kind of look people have when they’re about to die.

However, Long Yan didn’t quite understand what kind of good fortune Chen Chen was referring to.

But when Chen Chen picked up Dragon Tooth and aimed a heavy strike towards his own Sea of Consciousness, although hastily, Long Yan managed to block it with his In-hand Demon Spear.

“Senior, what are you trying to do?”

Chen Chen’s actions startled Long Yan.

How could someone opt for suicide so suddenly?

It’s known that the Sea of Consciousness is like a transfer station for the body’s True Qi—there might be exceptions, but Long Yan had never heard of anyone surviving after having their Sea of Consciousness pierced.

“Hehehehe…”

From Chen Chen’s mouth came a burst of laughter whose meaning was unclear, which did indeed puzzle Long Yan.

What was Chen Chen trying to do, attempting suicide without a word, then bursting out laughing?

Could it be that he had fallen into a state of Qi Deviation again?

Long Yan was cautiously on guard, although Chen Chen still looked like he was at death’s door, Long Yan dared not underestimate the frail body in front of him.

In an instant, Chen Chen could claim his life.

“Kid, no need to be so on guard, I won’t succumb to Qi Deviation again.”

Seeing Long Yan’s wariness, Chen Chen knew he must be overthinking.

He was not annoyed, and simply looked at Long Yan with a gentle smile.

“What I just did was to cast my body into a sword.”

The words were spoken plainly, but they stirred no small turmoil in Long Yan’s heart.

To cast with the body could indeed reveal the true form of the Dragon Tooth, but everything comes at a cost, and that cost would be Chen Chen’s soul eternally sealed within the sword, forever at Long Yan’s command.

This was something many strong ones found unbearable.

Very few were willing to enter a sword to become a sword spirit.

Yet today, Chen Chen volunteered to become a sword spirit, which surprised Long Yan.

“It’s fate.”

Chen Chen sighed deeply as he looked up to the heavens.

To live for the sword, to die for the sword, this is the life of a true swordsman.

This time, Long Yan did not attempt to stop Chen Chen.

In the face of a strong one who had long been prepared, any intervention would be disrespectful.

Seeing the gaze full of respect from Long Yan, a faint smile appeared on Chen Chen’s face.

“Young man, farewell.”

Having said this, the Dragon Tooth stabbed into Chen Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, the cold gleaming Dragon Tooth pierced into Chen Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, and fresh blood slowly oozed along the blade edge, but Chen Chen’s face still held that faint smile as his legs lost strength and he gently fell backward.

In Long Yan’s hands, the spell decisions were manipulated, and the fresh blood flowing from Chen Chen coiled up the blade of the Dragon Tooth like a rope.

As crimson light flickered, the blood seeped into the blade of the Dragon Tooth.

One could only understand the feeling after experiencing it firsthand.

When it came to his turn, Long Yan still felt somewhat incompetent.

The blood before his eyes seemed to be blocked by True Qi.

Although the operation was simple, the progress was extremely slow.

Guided by True Qi, the blood slowly permeated into the Dragon Tooth.

Long Yan discovered with delight that each time essence blood entered the Dragon Tooth, a small crevice would appear on its blade, and a faint red light shone through these slits.

As the essence blood penetrated deeper, the Dragon Tooth regained its original luster as when Long Yan first obtained it.

Within its golden pupils, Long Yan could clearly see Chen Chen’s soul drifting into the sword’s body like a wisp of green smoke.

The blade once gleaming with a cold light turned ragged and ruptured, its edges filled with cracks that were even sharper than when the Dragon Tooth was first acquired.

The outer wrought iron slowly fell off, exposing the sword body beneath flickering with crimson light.

Merely feeling its breath was enough to give the sensation of being pierced through.

Solely by its momentum, Long Yan could assert that this unseen long sword was no less than the Qilin Blood Demon Gun.

In fact, it was because Long Yan’s recent opponents were too perverse.

Otherwise, the Qilin Blood Demon Gun, being the ancestral sacred weapon of its clan, would not be inferior to any divine blades.

But the sword before him made Long Yan somewhat apprehensive, a sword with a sword spirit was not to be underestimated.

Long Yan stopped his True Qi, and the crimson long sword constantly emitted shocking waves of Demonic Qi.

Long Yan tried to grip the hilt, and although the crimson light looked fierce, it did not reject Long Yan, who easily grabbed the sword.

A feeling of perfect harmony arose in Long Yan’s heart, and a nameless sword technique storm exploded out from him as its center, the earth-shattering momentum seeming to pierce the heavens.