Reincarnation of a Super Genius Cultivator

Episode 14

After Chen Xuan's departure, a somber atmosphere settled over the Yan Clan Mansion. Yan Ruo stared at the gate where Chen Xuan had vanished, her heart filled with a strange mix of emotions.

Truthfully, she did harbor feelings for Chen Xuan, but her pride was immense. She couldn't bear the thought of her husband being ordinary; Yan Ruo yearned for a man of extraordinary strength, someone who could provide her with a sense of security. Chen Xuan, in his current state, couldn't offer that, so she had gone to the Chen King's Palace to break off the engagement. However, the Yan Clan wouldn't dare offend the imperial family, so they had settled for a change in grooms.

"Hmph, the man who becomes Yan Ruo's husband cannot be ordinary!." Yan Ruo reaffirmed her choice, dismissing any lingering guilt.

"Thank you, I owe you one!" A sweet, delicate voice drifted into Yan Ruo's ears, pulling her from her thoughts. She frowned, scanning her surroundings to locate the source of the voice.

"Mu Xue?" Yan Ruo stared in surprise at the breathtaking beauty who surpassed even her own. She hadn't noticed Mu Xue's presence before.

"What do you mean?" Yan Ruo's brow furrowed deeper.

"I mean, thank you for letting go of Brother Xuan. This gives me a much better chance." Mu Xue smiled, then turned and hurried after Chen Xuan.

What?

Mu Xue's words sent another wave of shock through Yan Ruo and the Yan Clan members. Was Mu Xue chasing after Chen Xuan's affections? How could that be?

"Mu Xue, you seem blinded by infatuation. Chen Xuan is no longer worthy of you or me. You should just give up!" Yan Ruo declared.

She knew that Mu Xue had always pursued Chen Xuan. However, because she had known Chen Xuan longer, she had become his fiancee first. Back then, she thought Mu Xue was drawn to Chen Xuan's powerful cultivation. It was one of the reasons why Yan Ruo had asked her father to propose the engagement to the Chen King's Palace. But now, with Chen Xuan reduced to an ordinary person, why hadn't Mu Xue given up?

Mu Xue paused, then calmly stated, "No, you're the one who's unworthy of Brother Xuan now. I still have a chance. When a dragon soars to the heavens, it's accompanied by a phoenix, and that phoenix will be me."

Dragon soaring to the heavens!

Phoenix!

Did Mu Xue really think Chen Xuan was a dragon? Was she blind?

Without another word, Mu Xue dashed off after Chen Xuan, followed closely by Mu Qian.

...

After leaving the Yan Clan Mansion, Chen Xuan didn't return home. Instead, he decided to visit a weapons shop. He was in need of a new weapon.

Stepping into the shop, he observed the array of weapons displayed on the walls: swords, bows, hammers, daggers, even staffs.

"Sir, can we assist you with anything?" A middle-aged man walked over to Chen Xuan and greeted him with a courteous smile.

"I'm looking to purchase a sword. What's the best sword you have in this shop?" Chen Xuan surveyed the swords lining the walls, a hint of disappointment flickering across his face.

With just a glance, Chen Xuan could tell these swords were of inferior quality. Although their appearance might be appealing, weapons were meant for battle, not mere aesthetics.

"Our shop does have one sword of superior quality." The middle-aged man smiled and retrieved a rectangular box from a corner of the shop.

As he opened the box, a blue light illuminated the shop. Chen Xuan saw a sword, its entire body bathed in blue, a faint shimmer emanating from its blade. In terms of appearance, this sword was undoubtedly the best in the shop.

"This is the Blue Dragon Sword, crafted from the bone of a Tier 4 magical beast. Its price is 35,000 silver coins," the middle-aged man announced.

A Tier 4 magical beast was equivalent to a Dao Spirit realm practitioner. A sword forged from the bone of such a creature was indeed of high quality. However, Chen Xuan held high standards for his weapons, and this sword failed to pique his interest.

As he turned to leave, his soul suddenly stirred. He paused, searching for the source of the energy that had resonated with him. His soul, being exceptionally powerful, was incredibly sensitive to valuable objects. It would send him signals if something precious was nearby—a perk of possessing a strong soul.

His gaze landed on a corner of the shop where a massive, black sword, as tall as a human, lay quietly on the ground. It appeared utterly ordinary, save for its colossal size. There was nothing else remarkable about the black sword.

But Chen Xuan couldn't be mistaken. The energy that had stirred his soul undoubtedly originated from this massive black sword.

"How much is that one?" Chen Xuan pointed at the sword in the corner.

The middle-aged man followed Chen Xuan's finger and saw the black giant sword. A look of disappointment washed over his face. That sword was something he had stumbled upon in the mountains. Because of its size, he had taken it back to his shop, hoping to sell it.

However, months had passed, and no one had shown any interest in the black behemoth of a sword. Its size and weight were its downfall. For a practitioner, a light, agile sword was preferable, as it wouldn't hinder their movements.

The middle-aged man was about to dispose of the sword when, to his surprise, this young man expressed interest in it.

"500 silver coins," he said.

"I'll take it!" Chen Xuan declared, waving his hand. 500 silver coins appeared on the counter.

He approached the black giant sword and reached out to lift it. To his surprise, it wouldn't budge.

"No way…" Chen Xuan used both hands, exerting all his strength, but the Heavy Black Giant sword remained firmly in place.

"I have 900 kilograms of physical strength right now, but I still can't lift this Heavy Black Giant. Just how heavy is this sword?" Chen Xuan stared at the sword in disbelief.