My Body Is Made Of Swords Novels & Stories

Five seconds later, his body crumbled into a pile of mincemeat. The blue glow that everyone had seen was the sword energy that had been emitted as Sebastian wielded the sword. It had just been so fast that it had become a blue glow of light in everyone's eyes. "Holy shit! He can be made into a meatball!" "That's more minced than if he'd gone through an industrial grinder!"

My eyes snapped back at her, “I thought silver weapons are not allowed in the house because it will burn our skin.” “Well,” she paused with a small smile, “that one is kind of special. The hilt and sheath is made of Obsidian. It's 100% immune to the silver toxicity. Just don't touch the blade.” “Woow!” I exclaimed in excitement, almost jumping on my toes, “I can't wait to try it out.” Back then, all I wanted was dad’s time for me, and bragging about my swordsmanship was what I thought would bring me closer to him. I gained a lot of compliments and praises from him, never expecting that the same happiness would eventually kill me.

He had started to show growth, and I felt like all my hard work was paying off. I had never been attracted to the Emperor's Swordsmanship, but now, I could feel how amazing it was with the second part. It completed the first part and passively cleaned out the veins of the body for magic. It was turning us into the perfect vessels for the sword style. Lightning flowed through the body to increase speed, and thunder was expelled from the body for damage.

"Gosh… His body had been cultivated to the legendary Taran Swordform!" Everyone was left thunderstruck when someone said that. "Woah!!!" The Taran Swordform was a physique cultivation method unique to the Taran Sword Sect, which tempered the body to be as hard as a sword! With physique as tough as a sword and the explosiveness to match, that was just how scary their sword cultivators were…