# 739
Chapter 740: The Tenth Magatsu Blade
Lin Qiye crouched down, gripped the edges of the black box with both hands, took a deep breath, and opened it.
As the lid of the black box was lifted, a snow-white sheathed longsword lay quietly in the center of the box.
White Slash.
When Lin Qiye saw this blade, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He reached out and took it from the black box, examining it carefully.
Under the sunlight, Lin Qiye suddenly noticed that the scabbard, apart from being snow-white, also carried a faint blue tint, like snow-white clouds tinged with a pale blue halo, radiating a mesmerizing glow.
"The scabbard is different?" Lin Qiye looked up at Furuhara Yoshiki in confusion.
Furuhara Yoshiki nodded. "The previous scabbard, while decent, only had the most basic function of nurturing the blade. But now that White Slash has acquired a blade spirit, this scabbard not only needs to nurture the blade body but also to cultivate the blade spirit. So I rebuilt the original scabbard from scratch.
The current scabbard far surpasses the ordinary one in both functionality and durability."
Lin Qiye sighed appreciatively. "Thank you."
He reached out his hand, slowly gripped the hilt, and forcefully drew the longsword from its sheath.
Clang—!!
A crisp blade song echoed through the air.
The snow-white blade was exposed to the air, reflecting Lin Qiye's face like a mirror. The perfect blade curve had no breaks or imperfections, and the edge glistened with a hint of silver light under the sun—mysterious yet elegant.
Lin Qiye weighed the blade in his hand and found it slightly heavier than the previous White Slash.
He gripped the blade in his right hand and gently slashed at an empty space beside him.
The snow-white blade silently sliced through the air, momentarily distorting the space along its path as if an invisible space-cutting blade had swept through. Several hundred meters away, a massive ancient tree was cleanly severed and collapsed with a thunderous crash.
Just like before, it could slash regardless of distance...
But this time, Lin Qiye felt something different.
This blade seemed capable of far more than that?
With this疑惑, Lin Qiye gripped the hilt, sheathed the blade again, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the energy fluctuations within the blade, injecting more spiritual power...
He slowly drew the blade.
In an instant, the environment around Lin Qiye shifted, transforming into a strange world composed of black and white. He opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings, a look of amazement on his face.
This was...
The Void?
He had directly entered the Void?
In this mystical world of black and white, Lin Qiye held the half-sheathed White Slash. After a moment of hesitation, he took a step forward.
His form glided like a ghost, easily passing through all walls, earth and rocks, equipment, mountains and forests, and even living creatures... He seemed to exist in another world. Nothing in the real world could affect him, and he could move freely within this void.
Lin Qiye's will stirred. He took another step, and the surrounding black-and-white world receded like a tide. After a slight dizziness, he arrived at the deepest part of the barren mountain.
This was his place of movement within the Void.
By holding White Slash, could he freely traverse the Void?
Joy appeared in Lin Qiye's eyes. He lowered his gaze to the snow-white longsword in his hand, fondness evident in his expression.
Traversing the Void meant he possessed the ability to seize the initiative at any moment on the battlefield. Like the Void White Bear in the mist that day, he could launch attacks on enemies from any location at random. If he missed, he could retreat freely back into the Void...
Moreover, whether it was reconnaissance, infiltration, or assassination, nothing would pose any difficulty for Lin Qiye.
The blade in his hand was no longer simply a highly dangerous forbidden artifact.
This was the tenth Magatsu Blade in the world.
The tenth of the Nine Magatsu Blades—the spatial blade, White Slash.
Lin Qiye's hand gripped the hilt of White Slash. With a thought, a massive white bear shadow materialized凭空 behind him.
That enormous bear shadow glanced around, a fleeting confusion in its eyes, then激动地 opened its mouth and roared toward the sky!
Rooooooar—!!!
This was the blade spirit of White Slash.
—Caregiver number 008, "Void White Bear," Big White.
After finishing its roar, it lowered its head to look at Lin Qiye standing before it gripping White Slash, squatted down乖巧ly, letting Lin Qiye be just slightly taller than it, and grinned.
"President, did I succeed?"
"Of course." Lin Qiye reached out and gently patted Big White's head, smiling. "You worked hard."
"No hard work, no hard work." Big White glanced at its own body, then at the snow-white blade in Lin Qiye's hand, and blinked. "This feeling is so strange... I don't think I can die or grow old, and my abilities are even stronger than before!
Also, President, it feels like I've formed a closer connection with you..."
"That's because you've become my blade spirit. The connection between blade master and blade spirit goes deep into the soul." Lin Qiye想了想. "Also, from now on, stop calling me President. You're no longer my caregiver but my comrade."
"If I can't call you President, then what should I call you?" Big White tilted its head.
"Whatever you like."
"Then... Boss?"
Big White seemed particularly fond of this address, whether calling A Zhu that in the hospital or now addressing Lin Qiye—it always liked this kind of江湖style title.
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. "Sure."
Lin Qiye held White Slash in his left hand, extended his right hand, and smiled at the squatting Big White. "Looking forward to working with you."
"Looking forward to working with you too, Boss!"
Big White extended its massive paw, touching Lin Qiye's hand. At the same time, a glimmer of light flickered from the snow-white blade.
White Slash recognized its master.
Unlike before, when Lin Qiye had forcibly drawn the other Magatsu Blades through "King's Blood," he was now truly the master of White Slash—the relationship between blade master and blade spirit, just like Amemiya Haruki and Rainfall Collapse, or Hoshimi Shota and Lady Wu.
Even if he one day lost his "King's Blood," he would still be the master of White Slash.
Lin Qiye stood in the deep forest, turned toward the direction of the ancient mansion, drew White Slash once more and entered the Void, returning to the courtyard.
Seeing Lin Qiye emerge from the Void, a smile appeared on Furuhara Yoshiki's expressionless face. Looking at that snow-white longsword half-drawn from its sheath, his eyes were filled with a sense of accomplishment.
"How is it? This blade is pretty good, right?"
"Very good." Lin Qiye thanked him sincerely. "I really appreciate it."
"Don't thank me. After all, independently forging a Magatsu Blade has always been my dream as well." Furuhara Yoshiki waved his hand. "Alright, since your blade is fine now, go ahead. I need to continue forging..."
Lin Qiye blinked but didn't leave.
"Hmm?" Furuhara Yoshiki saw this and疑惑 appeared in his eyes. "Is there something else?"
"Yes."
Lin Qiye nodded. "I want to borrow your Divine Concealment."