Chapter 934: Interception of Finger Mysteries, The Way Loses and Perishes

Unable to refuse the insistent request, Chen Mobai had no choice but to take the Pointing Profundity Sword back with him for the time being.

Since it wasn't yet time to leave work, the five Nascent Soul cultivators returned to their duties at the Three Great Halls. The five convened a brief meeting at the Immortal Affairs Hall. Patriarch Bai Guang's latest directives had been issued, signaling the Immortal Sect's final offensive against the insect-beasts on Dragon God Star. They needed to finalize their tactical arrangements.

"…Then let's proceed with this plan," Ying Guanghua concluded. "Venerable Pure Yang, do you have anything further to add?"

After Ying Guanghua finished speaking, he specifically turned to Chen Mobai, who was seated opposite him. Chen Mobai, holding the Pointing Profundity Sword's scabbard, seemed deep in thought. Hearing the question, he snapped back to attention and repeatedly shook his head.

With the meeting concluded, the five Venerable Nascent Soul cultivators went their separate ways.

Wenren Xuewei and Chen Mobai proceeded together to the Hall of True Law to discuss personnel arrangements for their respective families, now that the full-scale War of Expansion was about to commence. This time, with both of the Immortal Sect's Dual Sages emerging from seclusion and a full-scale war imminent, all four families and four lineages were essentially treated equally. Only a few individuals requiring protection were removed from the deployment list and instructed to remain at the Immortal Sect's main base.

Naturally, besides those requiring protection, many actively volunteered for combat. A world-expanding war of this scale was a rare occurrence for the Immortal Sect, perhaps only happening once every few centuries. With the current situation being clear, many Immortal Sect cultivators wished to seize this opportunity to accumulate merits, hoping to secure resources for breaking through major cultivation realms after the war.

Chen Mobai and Wenren Xuewei naturally approved all volunteers. Apart from strategically placing their trusted individuals, they allowed others to follow their own paths, depending on their personal fortunes.

Both, typically averse to working overtime, found that dusk had already settled by the time they had finalized the entire list.

Chen Mobai politely extended an invitation: "Would you like to join us for dinner at my home?"

Wenren Xuewei immediately shook her head. "I still need to go back to Jumang Daoist Academy to discuss this list with the principal and Teacher San Jue."

In truth, these were merely excuses. Within the Jumang lineage, Venerable Peach Blossom had already entrusted all responsibilities to Wenren Xuewei. As for San Jue, being the principal of the Taiyi Medical Palace, he generally didn't involve himself in Jumang's affairs.

"It seems we'll have to wait until after the War of Expansion then." Chen Mobai spoke with a hint of regret. Once the personnel arrangements were finalized, both he and Wenren Xuewei were scheduled to travel to Dragon God Star to join the final battle.

Wenren Xuewei repeatedly assured him there would be ample opportunities in the future, then promptly departed using the Great Void Teleportation.

Upon returning home, Chen Mobai placed the Pointing Profundity Sword's scabbard on the table.

"Dad, what's this?"

His wife and daughter, who were waiting for him to eat, naturally noticed it. Chen Xiaohei asked, then curiously walked over and reached out to touch it.

"Patriarch Bai Guang's Pointing Profundity Sword."

The moment Chen Mobai spoke, Chen Xiaohei flinched as if electrocuted, retracting the hand that had just grazed the scabbard. She turned, mouth agape, her face a picture of utter disbelief!

"Dad, the Patriarch passed this to you?!"

Chen Xiaohei couldn't even conceive that it might be for her. She simply assumed that Patriarch Bai Guang, upon emerging from seclusion, had been so impressed by Chen Mobai's excellence as the head of the Weapon Dance Daoist Academy and his peerless talent in sword cultivation, that she had bestowed upon him the Immortal Sect's most formidable flying sword. This gesture, she thought, was a declaration to the entire Immortal Sect that Chen Mobai was the Patriarch's chosen successor.

"The Patriarch said it's for you..." As Chen Mobai spoke, he took the chopsticks from Shi Wanyu and began to eat.

"Dad, I didn't mishear that, did I?!" Chen Xiaohei's eyes widened, fixated on the Pointing Profundity Sword's scabbard, overwhelmed with joy. Having grown up on Wangxian Peak, she had heard Yu Huiping speak of this sword countless times. Paired with Patriarch Bai Guang, a peak sword cultivator of the Immortal Sect, this sword was practically renowned as the greatest in the entire Immortal Sect! She had never in her wildest dreams imagined that the Pointing Profundity Sword could ever fall into her possession.

"The Patriarch holds your aptitude in high regard," Chen Mobai explained. "She believes your future achievements are limitless, and since you graduated from the Weapon Dance Daoist Academy, she chose you as the Pointing Profundity Sword's new master..."

Chen Mobai relayed Yu Huiping's words, and Chen Xiaohei immediately reached out excitedly, eager to open the scabbard. What enchantment Patriarch Bai Guang had placed was unknown, but the scabbard, which Chen Mobai hadn't been able to open earlier, automatically sprang open the moment Chen Xiaohei touched it.

An entirely black longsword appeared before the eyes of the family of three. Chen Mobai merely glanced at it before resuming his meal. After all, this was Patriarch Bai Guang's sword. While other artifacts in the Immortal Sect might face neglect or scarcity, the Pointing Profundity Sword would surely never want for anything. This was evident from the sword's radiant luster; its spiritual energy was so abundant, and the profound, intense sword gleam seemed to almost overflow from the blade. It seemed to have been well-nourished over the years!

Chen Mobai had no interest in a sword that couldn't be won over with spirit stones. Moreover, while the Pointing Profundity Sword was nominally given to his daughter, there was always a chance Patriarch Bai Guang might whimsically recall it to check on her old companion, which could potentially expose him. Therefore, Chen Mobai's primary approach to this sword was one of deliberate neglect. He decided to let his daughter manage it.

"Dad, this sword is so heavy, I can't lift it!" Chen Xiaohei reached out, attempting to draw the Pointing Profundity Sword from its scabbard. However, despite gripping the hilt with both hands and using all her might, the sword remained immobile. She turned to her father for help.

"That means your cultivation isn't quite sufficient yet..." As Chen Mobai spoke, he remained seated, continuing his meal.

Chen Xiaohei called out twice, but seeing no response from her father, she could only begin to explore and observe the sword on her own. Shi Wanyu, on the other hand, seemed quite curious about the Pointing Profundity Sword as well. Hearing her daughter's surprised calls, she put down her bowl and chopsticks and approached the scabbard.

The sword within the scabbard was intensely black, as if steeped in the purest ink, devoid of any impurities. Gazing upon it, one sensed a profound stillness, akin to a dark, deep night embracing all existence, imbued with an enigmatic aura. The sword's spine was sharply defined, its lines flowing naturally. Shi Wanyu couldn't resist reaching out to touch the hilt. She found the material to be exquisitely smooth and warm, a striking contrast to the blade's deep black, and surprisingly not cold to the touch.

"This sword's blackness is quite beautiful!" After touching the hilt and satisfying her curiosity, Shi Wanyu immediately released it and commented.

As these words were spoken, the Pointing Profundity Sword seemed to understand. It flew out of the scabbard and landed directly in front of the mother and daughter. Witnessing this, Chen Mobai couldn't help but utter a sound of surprise.

The room's light illuminated the Pointing Profundity Sword suspended in mid-air, yet only a faint reflection remained, as if the light itself was consumed by its depths, highlighting a cold, profound beauty.

"This sword seems a bit defiant; let me try." Fearing the Pointing Profundity Sword's potential arrogance might unleash a Fifth-Tier sword intent towards his wife and daughter, Chen Mobai immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks, speaking as he rose to his feet. At that very moment, the Pointing Profundity Sword suddenly trembled, then transformed into a streak of ink-black light, settling gently into Chen Xiaohei's hand.

"Huh?" Chen Xiaohei stared bewildered at the Pointing Profundity Sword in her grasp, unable to comprehend why she couldn't lift it moments ago, yet now it had willingly placed itself in her hands. Beside her, Shi Wanyu, whose back