Chapter 6

**Chapter 6: The Sword Sacrificer**

“Ling’er, this is the green rice porridge your mother made for you. Why don’t you try it and see how it tastes?”

With a kind smile, Zeng Shuiyue presented a bowl of light green porridge that smelled rich and fragrant, every grain made from green spiritual rice.

“Thank you, Mother!”

Chu Ling said with a pure smile, visibly happy.

“Mother, you are the best person in this world to me. I will never leave you and Father throughout my life.”

Zeng Shuiyue smiled as she patted her head.

“Silly child, are you saying that you don’t plan to get married in the future?”

That one sentence made Chu Ling fall silent for a moment.

Marry?

Marry who?

Lu Ye?

If she didn’t marry Lu Ye, after witnessing his extraordinary charm, who else in the world could catch her eye? Who could replace Lu Ye in her heart?

“Ling’er won’t get married. Ling’er just wants to be with Mother and Father forever, staying with family.” Chu Ling’s smile was a bit forced.

“Alright, alright, no marriage! Just hurry and drink your porridge before it gets cold.”

Chu Ling nodded and began sipping her green porridge in small bites.

Zeng Shuiyue watched as Chu Ling swallowed, her smile growing ever warmer.

Now she felt her son was completely safe.

Initially thinking about making this girl into her son’s sword servant, she had not considered that the magic sword forged by their ancestor needed a sword sacrificer.

The requirements for being a sword sacrificer were very strict.

The only ones who met those requirements were her son, Chu Shifei, and her adopted daughter, Chu Ling. Surely, they wouldn’t send her son to be a sword sacrificer, right?

After finishing the porridge, Chu Ling exclaimed, “Mother, it’s really delicious!”

“If it’s delicious, drink more!”

After downing three bowls of porridge, Chu Ling rubbed her belly and cutely said, “Mother, I can’t drink anymore. I’m stuffed.”

“Silly girl, then rest for a bit. If you’re sleepy, just lie down and take a nap.”

“Got it!”

After Zeng Shuiyue left, Chu Ling continued to ponder about the issue of marriage.

Before long, she felt a wave of intense drowsiness wash over her.

No way!

Chu Ling wasn’t completely useless; she had fought alongside Lu Ye the most back in the day, and the Nine Heavens Sword Maiden had built her reputation through swordplay.

But this drowsiness was too fierce, something wasn’t right.

She hurriedly started to circulate her cultivation technique.

The technique she practiced was called the **Great Slaughter Sword Canon**, a scripture with immense offensive power. Ever since her rebirth until now, she had been diligently cultivating.

I’ve been poisoned!

How did I get poisoned?

Chu Ling ran through all possible scenarios where she could have been poisoned, ultimately locking onto the green porridge.

Her eyes widened in disbelief.

The green porridge… is poisoned?

How could that be?

Isn’t this the porridge Mother made for me?

As the toxin spread within her body, Chu Ling, being a powerful sword cultivator, naturally had ways to suppress the deadly poison.

She used her true qi to contain the toxin and planned to investigate the truth, simply faking unconsciousness.

“Knock, knock, knock… Ling’er, are you asleep?”

Pretending to be unconscious, Chu Ling heard Zeng Shuiyue’s voice.

She didn’t respond.

After a brief wait outside.

“Alright, she’s been poisoned, we can start now.” Zeng Shuiyue’s voice turned cold and distant, no longer gentle.

“Creak!”

The door swung open.

A group of people streamed in.

Zeng Shuiyue and Chu Xiong Tian looked at the unconscious Chu Ling, joy spreading on their faces.

“Take her away, send her to the ancestor!”

The two stepped forward, seizing Chu Ling and carrying her deep into the Chu Sword Mountain Villa.

“The magic sword will finally be forged successfully. The ancestor will break through their cultivation level, and my crisis is finally resolved,” Chu Shifei said, a hint of lingering fear in his tone.

“Hmph, if it weren’t for her unexpected return bringing death, you would have been the sword sacrificer! If you don’t cultivate properly and keep fooling around, what do you expect to rely on next time you face danger? Luck?” Chu Xiong Tian scolded.

“Father, I was wrong! I promise I will cultivate seriously!”

“Once the magic sword is complete, you will enter seclusion for a year. If you don’t cultivate the Chu Sword Heart Method to the fifth level, you won’t be allowed to leave seclusion!”

“Huh? The fifth level?!”

“Mother, how can I reach the fifth level in just a year? That’s suffocating me! No way, no way, I can’t handle it.”

“Is your father wrong? It was this little girl’s return that caused this mess. If anything happens again and you don’t have enough strength, you’ll be nothing but fish caught for slaughter.”

Listening to the conversation between her family, whom she once considered as her own, Chu Ling’s heart sank like a stone.

She couldn’t believe or accept anything she just heard.

A sword sacrificer?

Coming back to deliver death?

She was the sword sacrificer?

She came back to die?

She…

“If you want me to cultivate to the fifth level, I have one condition.”

Chu Shifei seemed to realize that this lengthy seclusion was unavoidable.

So he quickly made a request.

“What is it?” Zeng Shuiyue asked.

“I… I want to be alone with Chu Ling for half an hour. After all, she’s going to die, and the ancestor only needs an innate sword body; why not let me use it first? It doesn’t affect anything.”

“Ah… Father, don’t hit, don’t hit!”

“You little brat, what nonsense are you talking? Chu Ling is your sister!”

“Whether she is or not, she’s the daughter of those dead slave owners. She’s clearly a servant. If it weren’t for her good constitution allowing her to become a sword sacrificer, she would have already been taken by me.”

“I don’t care! If you want me to go into seclusion, I demand her for half an hour!!!”

Chu Shifei had completely given up.

Chu Xiong Tian was so furious he nearly yelled at his own son to death, but was stopped by Zeng Shuiyue.

“How about letting my son be alone with her for half an hour…”

Zeng Shuiyue surprisingly agreed!

To her, it made sense. After all, Chu Ling was going to die anyway. As a mother, she certainly knew just how covetous her son was of Chu Ling.

Once his wishes were fulfilled, he would then be able to cultivate sincerely.

Chu Xiong Tian was enraged, “No way! At such a critical moment, how can we allow him to play around? If anything goes wrong, it’s him who dies!”

“If you dare to cause me trouble, I’ll break your legs!”

Chu Xiong Tian understood the gravity of the situation and gave a stern reprimand.

Many guards observed with their eyes closed, not daring to interject in family matters.

But really, Chu Ling was foolish; after coming back, her own father and mother were missing, and she didn’t even notice. Chu Si had died just for saying one good thing, and she hadn’t noticed a thing.

All they could say was, some people are destined to die!

At that moment, Chu Ling finally saw the true colors of the Chu family.

A myriad of scenes replayed in her mind instantly.

“Young master, Ling’er misses home. When can we go back to have a look?”

“Not urgent, just wait a bit longer!”

“How much longer do we have to wait?”

“Until… a sword is forged!”

She thought the young master was referring to her own sword. Now, looking back, he was clearly referring to this magic sword!

Once the magic sword is forged, she won’t need to be the sword sacrificer anymore; naturally, she can return.

…

“Young master, please, let me go home and have a look! I really miss my parents.”

“Your real parents or your adoptive parents?”

“My adoptive parents are my parents!”

“Ling’er, real parents are your biological ones. Adoptive parents may sometimes harbor ulterior motives.”

“That’s impossible! My parents treat me the best! Young master, how can you say that about them!”

Back then, she had a fierce argument with the young master.

…

“Ling’er, the time has come. I’ll take you home!”

But when she arrived, the Chu Sword Mountain Villa had turned into ruins, the people inside dead or injured.

“Those who harm others will ultimately harm themselves!”

“Deserved it! Deserved it!”

“Lu Ye!!! It’s all your fault!!!”

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