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Nie Mingjue directly handed his Ba Xia to Zimu.

The heavy blade of Ba Xia seemed to have no weight in his hand. His agile movements stunned Zi Mu.

"When we first met, Miss Zimu seemed to have noticed something unusual about Baxia."

Nie Mingjue's eyes were steady and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

How could a successor raised by a noble family be a simple person? Naturally, he could not be as straightforward as Jiang Cheng.

Just the quick glance that Zimu took at Ba Xia a few years ago was enough to make Nie Mingjue remember it in his heart.

Zi Mu came back to his senses and took Ba Xia. He stroked the blade gently and nodded, "Yes, but at that time, Ba Xia's sword spirit had not yet been formed. I didn't expect that in just a few years, this sword spirit could already influence you."

There was a hint of regret in her tone, as well as surprise at the rapid development of the sword spirit.

Nie Mingjue frowned slightly and said, “I have been trying to suppress the sword spirit over the years, but its growth rate is beyond my imagination, and it seems to be getting more and more difficult to control.”

A trace of worry appeared on his face. The problem of the Nie family's sword spirit had become a huge stone in the hearts of successive clan leaders.

Zi Mu carefully felt the aura coming from the Ba Xia blade, and after a moment he said, "The formation of this blade spirit should be related to the Nie family's cultivation method and the murderous aura accumulated over the years. It is constantly absorbing this resentment to grow."

"In other words, the stronger the master's cultivation, the more frequently he uses the sword, and the more impatient his temperament, the faster the sword spirit will grow."

After listening to Zimu's words, Lan Xichen said thoughtfully: "If it's just an impatient mood, the Lan family's Qingxinyin and Yunmeng Jiang family's Qingxinling seem to be able to calm it down."

Zi Mu glanced at Lan Xichen and said indifferently: "Whether it is the Qingxin Sound or the Qingxin Bell, they are only treating the symptoms and not the root cause."

For some reason, Lan Xichen felt as if Zimu disliked him again.

Wei Wuxian listened carefully at the side, and then looked at Zimu and asked, "Sister, is the formation I studied before, the one I showed you and Jiang Cheng, useful?"

"Brother Wei?"

"The formation should be usable after a slight modification. Try to use the formation to purify the resentment of the sword spirit without damaging the blade."

Jiang Cheng also nodded in agreement: "That's right, we can start with the blade and slowly disintegrate the foundation of the blade spirit."

Lan Wangji pondered for a moment and said, "Although the formation is feasible, we must also pay attention to the counterattack of the sword spirit to avoid unpredictable consequences."

Nie Huaisang watched nervously from the side. He said worriedly, "Will big brother be in danger?"

Nie Mingjue laughed loudly, patted Nie Huaisang on the back and said proudly: "Don't worry, for the sake of the Nie family, I am not afraid even if there is danger."

Nie Mingjue's eyes were filled with determination, which was the responsibility and courage of a sect leader.

Zi Mu shook his head slightly, his eyes full of thought, and then he looked at Wei Wuxian and asked softly, "Ah Xian, have you ever thought about making a magic weapon that can directly transform resentment into spiritual energy?"

Wei Wuxian frowned slightly after hearing what Zimu said.

"If you want to transform resentment into spiritual energy, there is already a spiritual transformation talisman."

The production principle and usage of the Soul-Transforming Talisman quickly flashed through Wei Wuxian’s mind.

“By the way, Sect Master Nie, try to see if the Soul Transferring Talisman works on Baxia.” After Wei Wuxian finished speaking, he took out a stack of yellow talismans from his storage bag and handed them to Nie Mingjue.

Nie Mingjue looked at the talisman in his hand, then at his Ba Xia, a trace of confusion appeared on his face, and finally asked awkwardly: "Master Wei, how do you use this soul-transforming talisman? Stick it directly on Ba Xia?"

Yes, let’s try it first to see if it works.” Wei Wuxian nodded.

So, Nie Mingjue started to stick talismans on Ba Xia.

He looked very serious as he pasted the talismans on Ba Xia's sword one by one.

Everyone just watched quietly, watching Ba Xia's blade being covered by talismans bit by bit.

When Nie Mingjue finished pasting the last talisman, everyone was speechless when they looked at Ba Xia who was covered with talismans. They didn't expect Nie Mingjue to be so honest.

Wei Wuxian just said to stick it on Ba Xia, but he never thought that he would stick it on Ba Xia so tightly.

When Nie Mingjue finished pasting and turned around, he found that Nie Huaisang didn't even look at him, obviously feeling that his elder brother's behavior was a bit embarrassing.

Jiang Cheng was fine. After all, he had to maintain his outward composure, so there was nothing unusual to see for the time being. However, the slightly twitching corners of his mouth still betrayed him.

Wei Wuxian had gone too far, especially when he saw Nie Mingjue turning his head. He couldn't help but pinch himself to hold back his laughter, and now he was lying on Lan Wangji's shoulder, holding back his laughter in great pain, his body trembling slightly.

Lan Wangji frowned and gently pushed Wei Wuxian away, looking at him seriously, as if blaming him for his loss of composure, but there was also a hint of smile in his slightly flickering eyes.

"Uh, Sect Master Nie, there's no need to be so... honest." Zi Mu also tried hard to hold back his laughter and spoke up.

Nie Mingjue scratched his head awkwardly and said, “I thought they wanted me to cover it all.”

"Ahem... Sect Master Nie, how do you feel now?" Zimu coughed lightly and brought the topic back to the main topic.

Nie Mingjue closed his eyes and carefully felt the sword spirit of Ba Xia. After a moment, he opened his eyes with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "I feel that the sword spirit seems to have calmed down a lot."

Nie Mingjue’s words lifted everyone’s spirits, especially Nie Huaisang, who looked at Wei Wuxian and Zimu as if they were saviors.

Wei Wuxian finally stopped laughing, patted Nie Huaisang on the shoulder and said, “Haha, Sect Master Nie, although your way of applying the talisman is a bit strange, the effect is still good.”

Nie Huaisang did not avoid Wei Wuxian and just muttered, "Brother, you really took reality to the extreme."

Nie Mingjue glared at him, and Nie Huaisang immediately fell silent.

Wei WuXian stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, “But this soul-transforming talisman can only temporarily calm the sword spirit. It’s not a long-term solution.”

Lan Wangji nodded slightly in agreement: "Indeed."

"After all, Brother Mingjue can't go hunting at night with a Baxia covered with talismans."

Lan Xichen's words successfully made everyone laugh, even Zimu was no exception, the scene was too vivid.

"The Soul Transformation Talisman was invented by Axian, so the next magical weapon still depends on Axian."

Wei WuXian scratched his head and said with a smile: “Senior Sister, this is not an easy task, but I can try.”

At this time, Nie Mingjue suddenly said, "Please write me a list of all the materials that Master Wei needs. Whether it succeeds or not, the Nie family of Qinghe will always be grateful to Master Wei."

"Let's do this for now. Big brother, bring more soul-transforming talismans when you go back. You and the elders can keep the knives taped up when you are at home."

Nie Mingjue nodded and said, “This is the only way for now.”