Chapter 67: The Spirit Sword Chooses Its Master—Seemingly Heartless

What is fate? Isn’t fate nothing but an invisible chain? (Gu Long)
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Here, there was no darkness, no sunlight—only the burning torches around replacing them. Liu Yi shook his still dazed head, hoping to clear his thoughts…
But as he moved his head, the “Random Thirteen Styles” engraved on the wall seemed to be etched in his mind, and he immediately began performing them. Liu Yi thought to himself, “No way… Did that guy move into my head?”
After eating something and resting, Liu Yi felt much better. He stood up and looked back. July was still trying hard to pull out the “Dance of the Moon” sword. Yet every time her hand touched the dark silver hilt, it was pushed back, as if the sword itself resisted her.
Liu Yi watched the stubborn July and walked over, saying, “Is this sword really that important to you? Is it all there is in your heart?”
July’s face was covered in sweat, and her wrists were bleeding from the recoil of the “Dance of the Moon” sword. Looking at Liu Yi and hearing his words, her expression suddenly changed. She said, “So what if there’s someone else in my heart? The person I love loves someone else. I’m not his anything—what right do I have to demand anything?”
Hearing July’s words, Liu Yi shook his head and said, “I have no right to judge love, as I’m also lost myself. But after all, this sword is just an external object. If there’s no fate, why force it?”
July pondered Liu Yi’s advice, then suddenly changed expression and snapped, “What I want, I must get! Even if I have to force it, I will!”
Seeing July’s stubbornness, Liu Yi also became angry. He walked up to the sword and reached out, saying, “Fine, if you insist… Since we can’t get out anyway, let me help you. Let’s be killed by this sword together.” With that, he pulled hard…
Things in this world are just like that—many are unpredictable. What you expect may not happen, while what you don’t expect might just happen!
With a whoosh, as the “Dance of the Moon” sword emitted a soft sound, it stirred up dust. The dark silver hilt glowed enticingly under the torches. The two red gems on the hilt emitted two swirling pink lights the moment the sword left the stone, circling the finger-thin blade. In an instant, the entire room was illuminated by the pink light, making the stone chamber extraordinarily beautiful!
As Liu Yi was surprised and July even more so, something suddenly flew down from the stone statue behind them. With a crisp crack, it merged with the sword joyfully.
It was a dark gray scabbard, slightly thicker than a thumb, cylindrical in shape. At its bottom, it was covered in dark silver material, matching the hilt perfectly!
Liu Yi shook his head and said, “No way, Sword Brother… Don’t joke around with a scholar. I’ve never held a sword in my life. Following me won’t lead to anything good for you.” With that, he threw the sword onto the ground and stepped back two steps.

July stared at Liu Yi with curious eyes, filled with surprise and disbelief. Watching Liu Yi throw the sword to the ground, she crouched down gently, wanting to pick up the “Dance of the Moon” sword—she truly loved it. The pink glow earlier had been so beautiful. So, she couldn’t help but crouch down. But as soon as she touched the hilt, she was violently pushed away by the sword.

July looked at the “Dance of the Moon” sword lying on the ground, her eyes brimming with disappointment. It seemed the sword really didn’t want to choose her as its master.

No longer able to hold on, July stepped back a few times, sat down with a sigh, picked up a jar of wine nearby, and drank it eagerly. She said to Liu Yi, “Scholar, maybe you’re right. Fate can’t be forced.”

Liu Yi walked over to July, also took a jar of wine, sat down, and started drinking. He said, “Actually, I was a bit hasty earlier. I just wanted to persuade you. Besides, look at that so-called ‘Dance of the Moon’ sword—how can it compare to the ‘Blazing Sun’ sword of the Great Sword King? Let me tell you, that ‘Blazing Sun’ sword can even fly! As for this ‘Dance of the Moon’ sword, it’s clearly inferior. It’s better not to have it…”

Just as Liu Yi was belittling the “Dance of the Moon” sword to comfort July, she suddenly shouted, “Be careful!”

During this time, Liu Yi had been practicing the Wolf King’s martial arts technique, integrating a lot of inner energy, making his senses much sharper. When July shouted “Be careful,” Liu Yi suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind. In a hurry, he ducked his head, and a dark gray light with a long pink tail flew past his head, heading straight for the roof!

Liu Yi turned around and saw it was indeed the “Dance of the Moon” sword, floating in the air. Two red gems emitted a pink glow, looking extremely beautiful in the sky.

Liu Yi stood up abruptly and cursed, “Damn it! Don’t think just because I’m a scholar I can’t swear. If you’ve got guts, come down! What kind of hero attacks from behind? Why aren’t you convinced? ‘Blazing Sun’ is better than you!”

July, who had been feeling frustrated, laughed at Liu Yi’s foolish behavior. It was the first time she’d seen someone curse at a sword—truly an unusual sight. No one would believe it if they heard about it.

But just then, the “Dance of the Moon” sword suddenly rushed downward. Liu Yi reached out and grabbed the sword. As soon as it was in his hand, he felt a gentle sensation. The two red gems seemed like talking eyes, blinking back and forth.

Liu Yi sat down again, put on a serious expression, and said earnestly to the sword, “Brother Sword, look. I, a scholar, can’t do anything. It’s better if you don’t follow me anymore. Look at her— isn’t she beautiful?” Then he actually pointed the sword at July.

After a pause, Liu Yi continued, “She really likes you. She’s skilled in martial arts and beautiful. From now on, follow her.”

After Liu Yi said that, the two red gems on the sword’s hilt flashed, but their meaning was unclear. Liu Yi tried to justify it by saying, “Since you’re not moving, it means you’ve agreed. Now I’m giving you to the beautiful July. From now on, follow her. Don’t run around.” Then he handed the sword to July and said, “Here, it’s for you!”

In July, seeing Liu Yi’s serious expression, she suddenly laughed and said, “Alright, stop joking. Since the ‘Dancing Moon’ sword has chosen you, just take it. I really don’t need it.”
Liu Yi replied seriously, “I’m not joking. I’m serious. Only you are worthy of wielding this sword. It’s slender and beautiful; even if I held it, it would be a precious treasure. Please take it!”
July shook her head helplessly and reached out to take it, saying, “It doesn’t matter if you’re serious. The sword has already chosen you. I really want it, but…” She couldn’t finish her sentence because at that moment, she felt an indescribable emotion, an indescribable joy. She had truly obtained the ‘Dancing Moon’ sword—a warm feeling that was real!
July gently drew out the ‘Dancing Moon’ sword, and a pink glow immediately wrapped around its blade—crystalline, transparent, and extremely beautiful, like the stars in the sky…
Through that pink glow, July looked at Liu Yi and said, “Scholar, thank you.”
Liu Yi quickly took a sip of wine and shook his head, saying, “What’s there to thank me for? I don’t need this sword anyway.”
July shook her head again. “No, I want to thank you for letting me understand the happiness of loving someone before I die.”
After hearing July’s words, Liu Yi could no longer drink. He felt confused, anxious, and at a loss!
July looked at Liu Yi and asked, “What? Are you scared? Without your blood, I think July would have died of fever long ago. There would be no chance for me to experience human love.”
Liu Yi stared at July without saying a word, only seeing her tears in that pink glow…