Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 133 This Sword Spirit is Too Money-Loving 45 (The End)

Zhao Zhao gritted her teeth, steeled her resolve, and said resolutely, "System! I regret the item you mentioned before!"

"I'll take it!"

[Ancient Divine Sword Soul Possession Trial Card successfully purchased. Cost: Permanent Soul Wound.]

As soon as Zhao Zhao finished speaking, the props began to take effect.

The Ancient Divine Sword Soul Possession Experience Card allows you to transcend time and space, temporarily summoning the soul of an ancient divine sword to possess the Zhaozhao Spirit Sword for five minutes.

The system said that only this kind of divine sword can kill the Devouring Beast.

The people of this world can never destroy the Devouring Beast; at best, they can only seal it away at great cost.

However, the Devouring Beast will become stronger and stronger, and the seal will become less and less effective. According to the plot, the price this time was almost the death of all the immortal elders in the cultivation world and half of the elders in the demon world, in order to barely seal the Devouring Beast.

Then the cultivation world rapidly declined and was destroyed by the demon realm.

However, the Demon Realm didn't enjoy its freedom for many years. Just over a decade later, a natural disaster struck, and the Demon Realm was no match for it. In the end, the entire world ceased to exist.

It can be said that if Zhao Zhao had not used the props to help him, even if he had preserved most of the fighting power of the cultivation world to seal the Devouring Beast, the cultivation world would still have been destroyed by the natural disaster that descended again in the ten years after his death.

Zhao Zhao didn't want to see this outcome, so even if it meant permanent soul trauma, he was determined to eliminate this so-called natural disaster.

The sword spirit of the ancient divine sword took control of his body. He forcefully broke free from Lan Sheng's palm and stabbed at the Devouring Beast, which was still spitting out black holes.

A powerful golden light suddenly erupted from the Zhaoxue Sword, its unstoppable momentum seemingly intent on annihilating all evil.

"Zhaozhao! What are you going to do?!"

Lan Sheng ran forward frantically, trying to grasp the Zhaoxue Sword regardless of the consequences, but it was all in vain. The golden light bursting from the spirit sword burned his palm, leaving it a bloody mess. His eyes were bloodshot, and he could only watch helplessly as his sword spirit entered the Devouring Beast's eyeball.

"Zhao Zhao..."

The black vortex shimmered with golden light, gradually growing larger and larger, like a bubble.

"boom!"

The eyeball exploded, and the powerful airflow leveled the hills in the area. Many disciples were caught in the blast and were killed or injured. Lan Sheng also fell heavily to the ground, her white clothes stained with blood, looking extremely disheveled.

In his last moments of lucidity, he saw the Zhaoxue Sword glow with golden light, breaking into three pieces in mid-air, and his sword spirit vanished from the world.

They didn't even see each other one last time, nor did they say a proper goodbye.

……

Since the sword of Zhaoxue broke and the spirit was scattered, the sword of Yunzhi has never made a sound again.

If Nanqing hadn't known for certain that Yunzhi hadn't been injured, he probably would have suspected that his sword spirit had also dissipated.

"Clang clang clang." Nan Qing rested her chin on her hand and tapped Yunzhi Sword with two fingers.

He still did not react.

"Yunzhi, do you really like the Zhaoxue Sword that much?" Nanqing sighed, truly at a loss with this sword spirit.

Nan Qing silently took something out of her storage bag. Sensing the familiar aura, Yun Zhi immediately appeared and snatched the item from Nan Qing's hand.

This is the hilt of the Zhaoxue Sword. Lan Sheng had been searching for it for a long time but hadn't found it. Unexpectedly, it was with Nan Qing.

Nan Qing ignored Yunzhi's rudeness. It had been going on for a while anyway. He looked at Yunzhi, who was slightly stunned, and said softly, "Yunzhi, why are you crying?"

Yunzhi remained expressionless, holding the sword hilt as if it were a priceless treasure, and asked in a tense voice, "Is there more?"

Nan Qing quickly waved his hand, "Really, there isn't any left." He had suffered a lot to retrieve this sword hilt back then.

If it weren't for Yunzhi, his ancestor, he wouldn't have fought with Lansheng, that madman, for the sword hilt while seriously injured.

Seeing that Yunzhi was still silently shedding tears, Nanqing said helplessly, "Ancestor, don't cry."

“Give me the gem.” Yunzhi reached out his hand to him.

Nan Qing was taken aback; the topic had jumped too quickly, and he couldn't keep up with the kid's train of thought.

Yunzhi stroked the gemstone on the hilt of the Zhaoxue sword, a rare hint of tenderness appearing in his usually indifferent eyes. "Give me the gemstone. I want it set on Yunzhi's sword."

After Zhaozhao left, he gradually became like her.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was the first year after the natural disaster. The world, which had been ravaged, began to show signs of life in the spring of that year.

Although this Devouring Beast was extremely powerful, the damage was far less than that of decades ago.

So in the spring of that year, people held a New Year's feast to celebrate the arrival of the new year and the destruction of the Devouring Beast, so that they no longer had to live in fear.

At the welcome banquet, the sounds of cubs playing echoed in Lan Sheng's ears. In a daze, he seemed to see Zhao Zhao in her cub form, pouting and looking at him with resentful eyes, "Lan Sheng, when are you finally going to spend time with me~"

"Now you can."

"But you're lying, you don't have time for me at all."

"This time... I'm not lying to you... really."

Lan Sheng heard her own voice, hoarse yet gentle.

But Zhao Zhao, who was standing in front of him, seemed dissatisfied with his answer. "You big liar, I'm angry. Humph, I'm leaving."

Lan Sheng suddenly stood up, knocking over the drinks in front of her. The scene before her eyes slowly faded away, and she returned to reality.

Someone walked towards him, and Lan Sheng snapped out of his daze and saw that it was Yu Chi Huai Li.

"Why is it you...?"

Lost and dejected, Lan Sheng sat back down in her seat, remaining silent as she drank directly from the bottle, a far cry from her usual elegance and poise.

He didn't actually drink before, but he heard that drinking could relieve sorrow, so he wanted to give it a try.

But he felt that the more he drank, the more sorrowful he became.

Yu Chi Huai Li remained expressionless as he reached out to pull Lan Sheng, who was completely drunk and in a daze.

Lan Sheng, however, forced a smile and flung his hand away, saying, "Get lost!"

"Lan Sheng!"

Yu Chi Huaili's eyes were filled with complicated emotions, and he opened his mouth but did not know how to offer advice.

Lan Sheng was sometimes sober and sometimes confused after drinking. This time, Yu Chi Huai Li was lucky and caught him just as he came to his senses.

He stood up unsteadily, feeling he shouldn't stand out in the cheerful banquet. "Senior brother~ I understand, I'll leave right away~"

Yu Chi Huai Li caught up with him and quickly explained, "That's not what I meant."

"Fine, fine, I don't care what you mean." Lan Sheng shook off his hand again, broke free from him, and staggered towards Tianzhu Peak.

He yawned, looked at the deserted side beside him, and chuckled to himself. How come he had never noticed before that the cultivation world was so boring?

The familiar Tianzhu Peak seemed unusually bland without his familiar little sword spirit.

Zhao Zhao's gemstones were piled up in the corner, and Lan Sheng sat to the side staring at them intently.

Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.

Little money-grubber, I miss you.

……

This Blade & Soul is too greedy (The End)