Volume 1, Chapter 82 – Chengxin Sword

“This is too dangerous…” Song Shiyuan still couldn’t accept it.

The little fox demon said, “But this is also the best method we can choose.”

“Escaping the Fox Palace is extremely dangerous. It’s not something we can accomplish alone with just one or two people.”

“But…” Song Shiyuan bit her teeth.

“This is the only choice.” The little fox demon said, “Besides, don’t worry. I’ve met that man several times and roughly understand his… preferences.”

“I’ll find a way to protect myself as much as possible…”

“So… Song Shiyuan, the rest can only depend on you.”

“Only you can save me.”

The little fox demon’s eyes were firm, full of trust in Song Shiyuan.

Song Shiyuan felt helpless. Her nose stung with emotion.

She really didn’t want the little fox demon to take such great risks, but at this moment she couldn’t think of any better solution.

“If that man… really does something to you…” Song Shiyuan’s body trembled lightly. She reached out and embraced the little fox demon, holding her tightly in her arms.

Feeling her body temperature and the softness of her delicate form, as if afraid she would vanish from her embrace in the next second.

“I will… personally avenge you.” Song Shiyuan whispered in the little fox demon’s ear.

Lu Zhuxin smiled softly.

She could sense Song Shiyuan’s fury at this moment.

But little Shiyuan, was it merely anger?

That wasn’t enough.

…

“Senior Brother Lu… let’s settle on that then.”

“The operation time will be when the Fox Monarch’s adopted daughter gets married.”

After calming the emotions in her heart, Song Shiyuan ultimately agreed to this operation timeline.

“Very good.” Lu Guan’s voice also carried excitement. “We’ll discuss a complete rescue plan with the Young Sect Master afterward.”

“Once the plan is finalized, we’ll relay it to you.”

So they would discuss the plan together with Song Shixuan, while she would merely have the right to know about it?

Song Shiyuan inexplicably thought of this point and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

For these senior brothers, her elder brother was indeed more trustworthy.

Thinking of this, Song Shiyuan increasingly felt that the little fox demon’s earlier reminder was correct.

Song Shixuan’s matter couldn’t be revealed to the people of Lingxiao Sword Sect for now.

At least not at this critical juncture.

…

The next night, Song Shiyuan and the little fox demon went to find Huang Shangshang again.

“What? Miss Song, have you found evidence of that traitor?” Huang Shangshang remained in that tired and languid state, lying on her side on the bed.

However, her complexion looked much better than before.

Song Shiyuan looked deeply at Huang Shangshang. “Yes, I’ve found it.”

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Huang Shangshang was surprised. Her gaze imperceptibly swept toward Lu Zhuxin beside them.

The Fox Monarch had actually managed to persuade this stubborn Lingxiao sword cultivator.

“Young Sect Master Huang…” Song Shiyuan said seriously, “I can give you the evidence, but I also need you to help me with something.”

Huang Shangshang smiled lightly. She roughly understood how the Fox Monarch had persuaded this Lingxiao sword cultivator.

“You want me to help protect her, right?”

“Yes.”

Song Shiyuan spoke as she took out that letter from her chest.

That letter Song Shixuan had written to the Fox Monarch Lu Zhuxin.

Huang Shangshang wasn’t surprised to see the letter.

She actually wasn’t seeing it for the first time.

However, this process still needed to be followed, otherwise she’d have no way to explain the letter’s origin after leaving.

And nothing was more convincing than evidence handed over by a younger sister.

Though Song Shiyuan didn’t seem to actually be Song Shixuan’s biological sister either.

“Give it to me, Miss Song.”

Song Shiyuan bit her lip lightly, clutching the letter paper tightly in her hand.

She didn’t know if doing this was right or wrong, but she seemed to have no other choice.

The people of Lingxiao Sword Sect couldn’t be trusted. Her only option was Lingxu Sword Sect.

As for whether Lingxu Sword Sect was trustworthy, Song Shiyuan couldn’t be certain of that either.

But she truly had no other choice.

Huang Shangshang saw Song Shiyuan’s hesitation and said lightly, “Miss Song, if you’re unwilling, leaving now isn’t too late. I haven’t looked at this letter yet.”

“But I swear that after I leave this place, I will obtain the letter in your hand by any means necessary.”

Hearing this, Song Shiyuan’s expression tightened slightly.

Finally, she deflated and released the letter paper in her hand.

“Take it.” Song Shiyuan said.

Huang Shangshang accepted the letter with satisfaction. After a moment, anger appeared on her face.

“So it’s Lingxiao Sword Sect’s Young Sect Master Song Shixuan!”

“Very good. I’ve remembered this grudge.”

“This won’t be forgotten.”

Song Shiyuan sighed. She returned the gilded giant sword to Huang Shangshang.

Then she told Huang Shangshang her thoughts.

After listening, Huang Shangshang nodded.

“If that’s the case, I still need you to help me with something.” Huang Shangshang said, handing Song Shiyuan another letter.

“What’s this?” Song Shiyuan didn’t understand. She was still trapped in the Fox Palace, how could she have an opportunity to deliver a letter for Huang Shangshang?

“This is a secret letter written in my sect’s cipher.” Huang Shangshang said, “When you’re able to contact Lingxu Sword Sect, just read the letter directly to them.”

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“Everything I need to say is in the letter’s cipher.”

Song Shiyuan nodded, indicating she understood.

…

The third day.

Song Shiyuan wrote a secret letter and gave it to the little fox demon.

This letter was written for the Lingxiao disciples imprisoned in the Fox Palace dungeon.

The Fox Palace dungeon had powerful restriction seals.

Only the little fox demon with the nine-tailed mask could enter.

Before the rescue plan officially began, she needed to inform her martial brothers and sisters in the dungeon of Lingxiao Sword Sect’s general plan so they could prepare in advance.

“Be careful, Axi…” After handing the letter to the little fox demon, Song Shiyuan still felt uneasy.

“If you discover something wrong, don’t force it.”

“Even if we don’t inform them in advance, it won’t have too much impact on the plan.”

The little fox demon smiled and said, “Shiyuan, I understand.”

Lu Zhuxin, wearing the mask, personally delivered the letter into the hands of the Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples who had been imprisoned in the dungeon for who knows how long.

“A fox demon?!”

These disciples showed shocked expressions when they saw Lu Zhuxin wearing the mask.

“Fox demon, what are you trying to do now?!” a young disciple demanded.

“Delivering a letter.” Lu Zhuxin didn’t want to get entangled with these people. She tossed the letter into the cell.

“The letter has been delivered. Believe it or not, that’s up to you.” After Lu Zhuxin finished speaking, she laughed lightly and left.

The Lingxiao Sword Sect disciples opened the letter after she left.

“This is Junior Sister Song’s handwriting, and it has Junior Sister Song’s sword qi seal on it.”

“Senior Brother Lu Guan is bringing people to the Fox Palace to rescue us?”

“Is this real or fake?”

“And this news was brought to us by a fox demon?”

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

It was hard to believe.

…

The fourth day.

Lu Guan contacted Song Shiyuan once again.

This time, he told Song Shiyuan the formulated plan in its entirety.

Song Shiyuan quietly listened as Lu Guan finished speaking and didn’t express any opinions.

In fact, the plan formulated by the Lingxiao Sword Sect members didn’t differ much from Song Shiyuan and Huang Shangshang’s speculation.

Thinking of this, Song Shiyuan felt somewhat relieved.

In that case, the plan she and Huang Shangshang had made was still feasible.

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After communicating with Lu Guan, Song Shiyuan also said, “Huang Shangshang has something she needs to convey directly to the people of Lingxu Sword Sect.”

Lu Guan didn’t object.

The rest went smoothly. Song Shiyuan managed to speak with the people from Lingxu Sword Sect as she wished.

The leader of Lingxu Sword Sect was a female elder who completely listened to Song Shiyuan’s relay.

Afterward, she indicated she understood.

Song Shiyuan wasn’t sure if the other party had received the secret message Huang Shangshang wanted to convey.

However, judging by Huang Shangshang’s confident appearance, there probably wouldn’t be any problems.

Only Lu Zhuxin knew that the so-called secret letter was merely for show.

…

The fifth day.

Lingxu Sword Sect’s research on the Fox Palace female consort collar finally had results.

Lu Guan immediately informed Song Shiyuan of the spell to unlock the female consort collar.

According to what was said, the research could progress so smoothly because people from Lingxu Sword Sect had coincidentally obtained a Fox Palace female consort collar.

Having a prototype to study made progress much smoother.

Song Shiyuan used her spiritual power to activate the unlocking spell for the female consort collar in her room.

With a slight clicking sound, she could feel that the sense of restriction that had been firmly locked around her neck completely disappeared.

Song Shiyuan exhaled a breath of stale air. The vast sword intent on her body began slowly flowing again.

That feeling of abundant power returned to her body after a long absence.

The dog leash the Fox Monarch had fastened around Song Shiyuan’s neck could finally be removed.

The little fox demon sat to the side, her gaze lingering on Song Shiyuan. “Shiyuan, now you can move freely in the Fox Palace without needing my help.”

“Of course, the premise is that you can’t casually touch the restrictions.”

“If you touch the restrictions, the abnormal state of the female consort collar might be discovered.”

“I understand.” Song Shiyuan nodded.

She didn’t remove the female consort collar. Before finally escaping the Fox Palace, she still needed to keep it around her neck.

It was just that now, the female consort collar would no longer restrict her cultivation.

Song Shiyuan thought for a moment and summoned her magical sword.

It was a very beautiful longsword with a slender, straight blade and a silver-white body.

On the blade, cloud patterns seemed to flow endlessly.

This wasn’t the first time Lu Zhuxin had seen this sword. After Song Shiyuan’s cultivation was freed from its sealed restrictions, the sword became even more beautiful.

Lu Zhuxin knew this sword was Song Shiyuan’s natal sword, named “Chengxin.”

Lingxiao Sword Sect’s sword cultivators spent their entire lives nurturing a natal sword. When their cultivation reached its peak, the natal sword would also reach its peak.

At that time, even an ordinary sword could possess the ability to split stars and cleave moons.

The natal sword was extremely important to Lingxiao sword cultivators.

If the natal sword was damaged, the Lingxiao sword cultivator’s cultivation would also be damaged.

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Song Shiyuan’s Chengxin sword would, in the future, become famous throughout the world as she grew.

At this moment, Song Shiyuan took out this Chengxin sword that was still without fame.

She continuously formed hand seals, constructing restrictions on the Chengxin sword that Lu Zhuxin couldn’t understand.

Lu Zhuxin truly couldn’t understand. The original Fox Monarch might have been very skilled with restrictions, but Lu Zhuxin hadn’t inherited the Fox Monarch’s experience and discernment.

After a while, Song Shiyuan finally stopped her movements.

She wiped the nervous sweat from her forehead.

Then she handed the Chengxin sword to Lu Zhuxin.

“What’s this?” Lu Zhuxin looked at Song Shiyuan in confusion.

“This is my natal sword.” Song Shiyuan said, “I’ve infused half of my cultivation into it.”

“I’ve set up restrictions on the sword. You can now wield this magical sword in my place without consuming your own cultivation.”

“If that man tries to harm you, use this sword to protect yourself.”

“Although you won’t be able to defeat that man… it’s still better than having no ability to resist.”

Lu Zhuxin understood in her heart.

Song Shiyuan had entrusted her natal sword to the little fox demon. This was giving her all her trust. s\She had given everything to the little fox demon.

How important was the natal sword to Lingxiao sword cultivators?

If Lu Zhuxin wanted to harm Song Shiyuan now, she could just find a place and break this natal sword.

If the natal sword broke, Song Shiyuan would certainly suffer severe injury.

Her talent and future might be ruined because of it.

“Shiyuan… this is your natal sword… I can’t…” The little fox demon pressed her lips together. “It’s too dangerous to keep it with me.”

“Axi, this is the only thing I can do for you.” Song Shiyuan said, “If you don’t take it, I have no way to agree to continue with this plan.”

“But… if I use your natal sword, Song Shixuan is your brother. He’ll recognize it, won’t he?” the little fox demon asked.

Song Shiyuan’s eyes lowered slightly. “If he recognizes it, it doesn’t matter… If he knows you’re mine, he should… be able to let you go for old times’ sake, right?”

Lu Zhuxin’s lips twitched slightly.

Song Shiyuan herself didn’t quite believe these words, did she?

But sister, you want me to carry such a long sword to the ceremony and wedding night?

Are you serious?

How do you expect me to take it there? Just carry it in like this?

As if seeing through the little fox demon’s doubts, Song Shiyuan stepped forward and tapped lightly on the magical sword.

The originally silver-white slender blade transformed into a small, delicate sword pellet.

It fell into Lu Zhuxin’s palm with a roll.

Lu Zhuxin understood.

…

The seventh day arrived in the blink of an eye.