Chapter 63: Lifebound Flying Sword
After pondering fruitlessly for a while, he decisively made a video call to Master Sister.
“Hey~ Master Sister, is making Appliance Scroll Paintings different?”
Xue Lingling in the video screen looked puzzled: “You want to paint an appliance?”
“Yeah.”
“Scroll Paintings of different types have different construction logic,” Xue Lingling explained quite seriously: “Appliance Scroll Paintings focus more on the conceptual design of operational principles, while the background setting is more like icing on the cake.”
“Conceptual design of operational principles?” Wu Xian was half-understanding,
“To put it simply, just conceiving the form and function isn’t enough,” Xue Lingling explained in detail: “You must also conceive the operational principles of energy and details under the background system, and match them when mixing pigments.”
“I see.”
Wu Xian suddenly understood and hung up the call, starting to research anew.
To put it simply, Appliance Scroll Paintings not only require background conception but also a set of principle conceptions that fit the background.
For example, the Flying Sword Wu Xian wanted to make required conceiving its operational principles in the cultivation novel background smoothly.
The so-called sword flight.
The reason Flying Swords can fly is that cultivators control them with intent and mana, which are this world’s mental power and spiritual power.
In addition, the interior of the Flying Sword has complex formation structures.
And formations, to put it simply, are the laws and rules governing the operation of all things between heaven and earth.
Therefore, Wu Xian didn’t need to understand the specific principles of artifact refining and formations; he just needed to add the concepts of artifact refining and formations in his conception and drawing, and incorporate some insights and cognition of corresponding laws.
This is also the fundamental reason why Scroll Painting Worlds can be compatible with various mythological fantasies.
Having sorted out his thoughts, he began to take action.
“If that’s the case, why use someone else’s Flying Sword? He could totally paint his own Natal Flying Sword!”
Wu Xian grew more excited the more he thought, decisively starting to attempt conception.
In a daze, he suddenly thought of something.
Since he had already broken free from the restrictions of the Scroll Painting background, why not be bolder?
Thus, he released the Laurel Tree, broke off a section of Laurel Branch from the Laurel Tree as raw material.
And in his mind, he conceived the form and material of the “Natal Flying Sword,” incorporating the settings of the Natal Flying Sword.
Then, using Laurel Branch and Dark Yin Essence Iron as main materials, supplemented with several ordinary materials to mix corresponding pigments.
First testing and verifying on Practice Drawing Paper.
Drawing experience from repeated failures and making adjustments in details.
Finally, drawing it to completion on Practice Drawing Paper.
“It really works!”
Amid excitement, he forced himself to calm down and formally started drawing on Spiritual Drawing Paper.
The moment the brush touched the paper, Heaven and Earth Laws gathered, the Laurel Tree behind him emitted brilliant ghostly light, releasing strands of dense Great Yin spiritual energy that merged into the drawing paper.
Soon, a slender, cold, elegant, and exquisite Flying Sword leaped onto the paper.
Buzz~!
A trace of his body’s blood qi, soul, and spiritual power was drawn away, but not as ferocious as with the God of Wealth back then.
Next, Heaven and Earth Laws enveloped the drawing paper, mounting it into a scroll.
Natal Flying Sword – Laurel Branch
Version: Original Gold Embroidery Border
Rank: Silver Scroll
Painted Spirit: **
Spirituality: 48
Talent Trait: Natal Sword Embryo, Great Yin Sword Qi
“It’s indeed not a Blood-Colored Life Scroll?”
He originally thought it would be like the God of Wealth’s, turning into a special Blood-Colored Life Scroll.
Facts proved he had overthought it.
But compared to other Scroll Paintings, this Natal Flying Sword – Laurel Branch in his hand seemed innately bound to him, the kind others couldn’t use even if they got it.
The Copyright Imprint in his Sea of Consciousness was also different from normal Scroll Painting Copyright Imprints.
With a slight move of intent, the Scroll Painting turned into a streak of flowing light and merged into his body, actually storable in the “Scroll Painting Imprint”—something only the Soul Divine Diagram could do.
With another move of intent, the Natal Flying Sword Laurel Branch appeared in his hand out of thin air, controllable at will, bloodline-connected, just like part of his body.
“This is the Natal Flying Sword from cultivation novels? Truly magical!”
While marveling, he stepped onto the Laurel Branch and flew.
At first, it was a bit unadapted, but since it was his own Natal Flying Sword, he adapted quickly.
Time soon reached the afternoon.
Wu Xian, gradually familiar with sword flight, stepped on his sword and flew out the door, circled above the new home small villa, then shot into the high sky, soaring freely in the vast heaven and earth.
“No wonder Han Laomo single-mindedly wanted to cultivate immortality.”
Feeling the exhilaration of sword flight, Wu Xian sighed deeply.
As the novelty faded, Wu Xian slowed down, overlooking the full view of San Zai Gang below.
Not bad, the city planning was quite methodical, with a strong sense of artistic composition.
On the way back to North Street District, the Laurel Branch under his feet seemed to sense something, emitting slight fluctuations.
Wu Xian frowned and looked down—it was exactly Rat Alley District.
“Another dimensional monster leak?”
He then controlled the Flying Sword to dive down. The originally bustling Rat Alley District now seemed exceptionally desolate, with hardly any people in sight.
The entire district was permeated with a eerie, evil aura.
Not far away, Du Yifan and two fat and thin teammates hurried through the district, with the Soul Devouring Ghost King chasing a Third Order abyssal monster.
Whoosh!
Wu Xian dove on his Flying Sword like a streak of dark cold light flashing past.
The fleeing Third Order abyssal monster stiffened as if shot, stunned on the spot, its yin soul collapsing.
“Vice President?” Du Yifan stared in shock, eyes wide, “Your new ride is pretty cool?”
Wu Xian had no interest in nonsense with him, “What’s going on in Rat Alley District?”
“We found an Abyssal Realm dimensional leak point. Defense Team seniors have sealed it off and are repairing it,” Du Yifan sighed lightly: “The current problem is we don’t know how many abyssal monsters slipped out, so we’ve temporarily put Rat Alley District under martial law.”
“How long has the leak been going on?” Wu Xian asked seriously.
“From clues provided by Rat Alley District residents, probably some time,” Du Yifan said helplessly, “You know, abyssal monsters are hard to detect unless they show themselves.”
Wu Xian frowned, “How many Defense Team members are here?”
“Basically all who could come are here,” Du Yifan said: “Captain is requesting reinforcements from superiors. Why don’t you stay and help?”
“At this rate, it’ll take until the year of the monkey and month of the horse.”
With a wave of his hand, the Ox-Head and Horse-Face brothers appeared: one with human body and ox head, holding a steel fork; one with human body and horse face, gripping a spear; both burly and towering.
Lately, it wasn’t convenient to go to Abyssal Dimension instances, so this was a perfect chance to level up Ox Master and Master Ma.
“New work?”
Du Yifan’s eyes lit up with curiosity.
The short fat teammate nearby couldn’t help blurting, “What ox and horse? They look pretty fierce!”
“Yeah,” Wu Xian nodded slightly, “Follow me.”
With that, Master Ma’s eyes flickered with ghostly light, turning into one black and one white heterochromatic eyes.
Instantly, a ring of dim soft light spread out, like overlaying a filter on the entire district.
Abyssal monsters hiding in nooks and crannies all revealed their forms and outlines.
It was the effect of Yin-Yang Dharma Eye.
Perhaps sensing Ox-Head and Horse-Face’s aura, these abyssal monsters shrank like ostriches in nooks and crannies, trembling.
“Holy crap!”
Du Yifan and his two teammates involuntarily cursed.
“Quick quick quick, don’t let them escape,” Du Yifan hurriedly called to his teammates, “Soul Devouring Ghost King, devour that Third Order one first~!”
The three charged at nearby abyssal monsters.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face didn’t idle either; joining forces to intimidate and pressure, rendering nearby abyssal monsters immobile and unable to escape.
