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Yuan’s excitement reached new heights as he stared at the immense wooden box before him. The anticipation of discovering the sword concealed within its exquisite confines consumed him.
With eager determination, he leaned closer and attempted to open the box, only to be met with unexpected resistance. Frustration flickered across his face as he strained against the unyielding lid.
Then, a realization struck him. He recalled the requirement to infuse his own Qi into the box to unlock its secrets. Gathering his focus, Yuan channeled a small amount of his Qi into the wooden box.
In response, a distinct ‘click’ resonated through the room, indicating that the lock had been successfully disengaged.
As the lid creaked open, Yuan’s eyes widened in awe. Before him lay a massive, fearsome-looking sword. Its jet-black blade was adorned with thick golden lines, giving it an air of regal majesty.
Yuan’s heart raced with anticipation as he gazed upon the weapon that radiated power and dominance.
“This,” Yuan exclaimed in wonder, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and reverence. “What an extraordinary sword!”
An irresistible itch coursed through his hands, compelling him to reach out and grasp the hilt. The allure of holding such a formidable weapon resonated deep within him.
His fingers tingled with anticipation, yearning for the connection that only wielding this sword could provide.
In that moment, Nora’s voice echoed in his mind, drawing his attention. [Host, this is no ordinary treasure. It is a soul weapon,] she revealed, her tone carrying a note of profound significance.
“A soul weapon?” Yuan repeated, his voice filled with awe and fascination. He was well aware of the immense value and rarity of such weapons.
Soul weapons possessed the extraordinary ability to harbor a soul within, granting them their own consciousness. They were treasures of unparalleled potential, unbound by conventional grading systems.
The revelation ignited a fire within Yuan’s soul, fueling his excitement to previously unimaginable heights. With a renewed sense of purpose, he knew that this soul weapon held untold power and secrets waiting to be unleashed.
Yuan marveled at the enormity of the soul weapon he held in his hands. The massive sword, towering over him, was nearly the same height as his own body.
Struggling to maintain his grip, Yuan could feel the immense weight bearing down on him. With both hands tightly gripping the hilt, he strained to prevent the sword from slipping, aware of the significant damage it could cause if it were to fall.
Exclaiming his astonishment, Yuan remarked, “A soul weapon… I never anticipated its size and weight to be so immense!” The realization dawned upon him that the weight of the weapon surpassed even that of the wooden box that contained it.
Nora responded, [Indeed, the weight of the soul weapon exceeds 2300 kilograms. Furthermore, the weapon has yet to acknowledge you as its master. Once it recognizes you and you gain control, its weight will become as light as a feather.]
Understanding the implications of Nora’s explanation, Yuan made a decision. He carefully laid the soul weapon on the floor, recognizing that his bed would not withstand its colossal weight. He had no intention of sacrificing his comfort for the sake of his new acquisition.
Retrieving his old sword from the system storage, Yuan prepared himself. With a deliberate motion, he made a small cut on his thumb, allowing a droplet of blood to well up. Gently, he pressed his bleeding thumb against the cold surface of the soul weapon.
The moment his blood made contact with the weapon, an incredible reaction ensued. The soul weapon trembled as if awakening from a long slumber. Defying gravity, it began to levitate off the floor, hovering in mid-air. Yuan’s eyes widened with awe as he witnessed the extraordinary display before him.
“Magnificent!” Yuan exclaimed, a surge of excitement coursing through his veins.
The soul weapon’s response to his blood solidified his connection to it, forging a bond between man and blade. At that moment, a name materialized within Yuan’s mind, ‘Empyreal Oblivion’.
A profound sense of destiny washed over Yuan as he gazed at the levitating soul weapon. Empyreal Oblivion, a name that carried both power and mystery, would serve as the embodiment of his path to greatness.
Ding!
?Congratulations! The Empyreal Oblivion recognized you as its owner!?
?Empyreal Oblivion?
?Level: 0?
?Rank: Soul Weapon? ．
?Growth Rate: Very Slow?
?Description: A Mystical sword once wielded by the Sword Emperor. it has the ability to change its weight according to it’s master’s will, it can be as light as a feather or it can be as heavy as a star.?
Yuan’s eyes widened with exhilaration as the translucent notification shimmered before him, confirming the successful formation of the contract. Overwhelmed by excitement, he couldn’t contain himself and shouted, “It worked! The contract is complete! The soul weapon has recognized me as its owner!”
Nora, always prompt in her responses, congratulated him. [Congratulations, host,] she said, her voice tinged with pride.
Breathing heavily with a mix of disbelief and joy, Yuan replied, “Thank you, Nora. This is truly incredible.”
Filled with anticipation, Yuan bent down to pick up the soul weapon from the floor. However, in an unexpected turn of events, the sword seemed to have a mind of its own. As Yuan stretched out his hand, the soul weapon levitated and effortlessly found its place in his grasp. The sight left him astounded, a mixture of surprise and awe etched across his face.
Yuan tightly gripped the hilt of the sword, feeling an inexplicable connection to it. To his amazement, the once weighty weapon felt as light as a feather in his hand. It moved with an agility and grace that defied its massive size, responding to his every movement effortlessly. Yuan marveled at the sensation, as if the sword had become an extension of his own being.
A profound emotion swelled within Yuan’s heart, a sense of familiarity that he couldn’t quite comprehend. It felt as though the sword had been a lost part of him, separated for countless years, only to be reunited now. He couldn’t explain the origin of this sentiment, but he chose not to dwell on it, instead reveling in the connection he felt with Empyreal Oblivion.
Gazing at the magnificent sword in his hand, Yuan couldn’t help but exclaim, “Empyreal Oblivion… what a truly fitting name for such a remarkable weapon.” As if responding to his words, the sword vibrated with excitement, as if it understood Yuan’s sentiments. The sight filled him with a contagious excitement, and he couldn’t help but burst into laughter, his anticipation for what this newfound power could bring growing with each passing moment.
Yuan’s mind raced with possibilities. With Empyreal Oblivion at his side, he knew he possessed a weapon of immeasurable potential. He eagerly anticipated testing its capabilities, eager to uncover the mysteries and unlock the full extent of its power.
Yuan put Empyreal Oblivion into his system storage. With his mind set on checking up on the girls, He had entrusted his two mothers, Anna and Grace, his elder sister, Lily, and his beloved, Emma, with the task of helping Xi Meili clean herself and find a suitable attire.
Leaving his bedroom, Yuan activated his divine sense, allowing him to perceive the presence of others within the vicinity. With a determined stride, he made his way toward the living room, where he anticipated finding the group gathered.
As Yuan entered the living room, he was greeted by the heartwarming sight of his loved ones resting on the sofa, engaged in lively conversation. They seemed to be getting along well, their laughter filling the air.
His eyes immediately fell upon Xi Meili, who was now dressed in a black attire that accentuated her feminine features, perfectly complementing her horns. A smile spread across his face as he admired her transformation.
Xi Meili, catching sight of Yuan’s arrival, leaped off the sofa and rushed towards him, arms outstretched for a tight embrace. Her impulsive action surprised both him and the others, but it also brought a sense of joy and amusement. It was evident that despite her age, she still possessed a childlike nature that shone through her actions.
With her arms wrapped tightly around him, Xi Meili breathed in his scent, a look of pure bliss on her face. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she eagerly asked her beloved husband, “How do I look? Do I look beautiful?”
Yuan’s heart swelled with affection as he looked into her eyes, seeing the genuine happiness radiating from within her. With a gentle smile, he replied, “My dear Xi Meili, you are absolutely stunning. This black attire suits you perfectly, enhancing your natural beauty. You are truly enchanting.”
The others chimed in agreement, showering her with compliments, assuring her that she indeed radiated beauty.
Xi Meili’s face lit up with a bright smile, her eyes shining with delight. She seemed overjoyed by his response, and her childish innocence brought warmth to the hearts of everyone present. The room filled with laughter, a harmonious chorus that echoed with love and happiness.
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