Xiao Feng showed no mercy.

"To hell with the Flowing Light Sword! It dares to slash me? I don't even want it!"

The disciple guarding the sword mound's expression changed, revealing an annoyance. After all, the Flowing Light Sword held immense significance for the entire Divine Sword Peak.

If it weren't for Zhao Yuwei's sake, he might have already taken action.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but explain it to Xiao Feng.

"You don't understand! This Flowing Light Sword has an extraordinary origin!"

"This is the sword of the previous sword master. It already possesses sentience and may even have developed a weapon spirit!"

"Weapons with sentience are extremely rare across the entire continent, and those with weapon spirits are even rarer!"

"Moreover, this weapon is of extraordinary significance. Five hundred years ago, the previous peak master used this Flowing Light Sword to repel the demon race, but unfortunately, he died from exhaustion of spiritual energy, and this weapon has been lying in the Sword Tomb for a full five hundred years..."

Listening to Zhao Yuwei boast about the origins of the Flowing Light Sword, the sword-guarding disciple couldn't help but reveal a smug expression.

"So, if you manage to resonate with the Flowing Light Sword this time you go in, you'll have struck gold!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Feng's heart was stirred, while Zhao Yuwei stepped forward with the golden ruyi.

"Junior brother, can you give me an estimate?"

The disciple guarding the sword swallowed hard.

"Senior sister, it might take me a long time to pay you back. How about I give you two thousand first, and you can pay me back the rest slowly each month?"

Xiao Feng then realized why Zhao Yuwei said that sword cultivators were the poorest, and even the sword-guarding disciple couldn't afford the full amount.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng didn't bother wasting any more time and simply took out his savings for his funeral.

"Senior sister, that's 1500 in total!"

Zhao Yuwei was stunned when she saw the spirit stone in Xiao Feng's hand.

"Where did it come from?"

"Senior sister, this is the tuition fee for Senior Brother Yueyang to learn the Mountain Protection Formation. We can't really let you lose this treasure!"

This time, Zhao Yuwei did not refuse. She took the gold ruyi back and gave an apologetic look.

"Junior brother, then I'm sorry, we have cash on hand!"

The disciple guarding the sword was stunned for a moment.

"Senior sister, aren't you going in?"

Zhao Yuwei didn't care.

"My master has already gone out to find me a weapon, so there's no point in me coming here. I'm here for my junior brother!"

The disciple guarding the sword looked envious, thinking to himself that he wished he were also a member of Qingfeng.

Although Qingfeng is small in number and weak in power, he has only one disciple, so he can teach one-on-one and everything is the best.

Unlike them, who, after undergoing grueling training, could barely manage to show their faces in front of their masters and receive a word of praise, and were already ecstatic about it.

After handing over the spirit stones, Zhao Yuwei reminded Xiao Feng again.

"Junior brother, listen carefully. Even if you don't get the Flowing Light Sword this time, you still have to pick a good one, otherwise the ticket will be a waste!"

Xiao Feng chuckled.

"Don't worry, senior sister!"

The reason he had such great confidence was because the system in Xiao Feng's mind was working again.

[System notification: A high-quality weapon has been detected in the Sword Tomb. The host is rewarded with a sword manual!]

Having already received a reward simply by approaching the Sword Tomb, Xiao Feng knew that his gains on this trip were definitely substantial.

"Senior sister, don't worry, you definitely won't lose out on the ticket!"

The sword-guarding disciple at the entrance also offered his congratulations as usual.

"Then I'll congratulate you in advance, Junior Brother!"

Xiao Feng stepped inside, and this time he was not attacked. After entering, he felt a pure metal power.

[System notification: Host detected entering the treasure's area; cultivation and enhancement of the metal-attribute spiritual root has been activated!]

[Selecting a suitable cultivation location for the host. A cultivation location has been found. Please go there yourself!]

What?!

This was the first time Xiao Feng had ever felt that the system was so "human-like".

Looks like we've really struck gold!

After walking a few steps, Xiao Feng saw all sorts of Spirit Sword Sect disciples. Clearly, they did not belong to Divine Sword Peak and had come here only for that Flowing Light Sword.

"It'll be in the next few days, I can't hold back any longer!"

"Forget about it. Just being able to witness the birth of this peerless divine weapon is already a blessing for us!"

"That's right, two of the four disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have come, how can we possibly gain any advantage!"

"Hey, let's try our luck, after all, we've already spent a thousand spirit stones!"

This last person spoke the minds of most of the disciples.

But they really came here to "try their luck"!

Because everything was already predetermined in secret.

A moment later, Xiao Feng found the suitable spot recommended by the system, then sat down and began to cultivate.

On the other side of the sword mound, Xu Qiao looked at Bai Chengwang beside him.

"We absolutely must absorb the golden spiritual energy within this sword tomb properly later, and find a way to surpass that girl Zhong Ling!"

"When that time comes, you will be the number one among the newly recruited disciples!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Chengwang frowned in displeasure.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that with so many disciples here, how could I possibly absorb them all?"

Seeing Bai Chengwang's disappointed expression, Xu Qiao couldn't help but continue speaking.

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't you listen to what your master said? Those guys are all here for the Flowing Light Sword. No one will compete with you for it!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Chengwang had no choice but to nod in agreement.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Flowing Light Sword in the Sword Tomb trembled, and everyone present who had tried their luck couldn't help but show an excited expression, holding their breath.

They all hoped that this time the Flowing Light Sword would recognize them as its master!

Xu Qiao was even more excited and continued to speak to Bai Chengwang.

"Hurry up, now! Absorb the pure gold power emanating from the Flowing Light Sword!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Chengwang didn't say much. He quickly sat cross-legged, but after a moment he opened his eyes in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Qiao asked a question.

"That can't be right! Where is there any pure gold power? There isn't even any gold power here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Flowing Light Sword slowly pierced the ground. Everyone present showed a disappointed expression. They clearly knew what this meant: the Flowing Light Sword had not found a worthy master.

Xu Qiao looked displeased.

"Don't try to pull any tricks here, kid. How could that be?"

Seeing Xu Qiao's state, Bai Chengwang felt wronged and couldn't help but complain.

"Master, but what I said is true. I can't sense any golden spiritual energy at all. If it really doesn't work, why don't you try it?"

Xu Qiao was stunned for a moment, then carefully sensed it and found that the power of the pure gold had indeed decreased significantly. It seemed that his disciple had not lied.