“Nephew, there’s no need to be so formal. Our Qixia Sect doesn’t have so many formalities. You just need to focus on your cultivation and relax.”

The sect leader smiled at Yu Ling. Because people from the Upper Realm, regardless of age, all loved to have youthful and handsome faces, aside from the aura of someone who had long held a high position, it was difficult to tell he was the leader of a sect. He said...

"This weapon tower has nine floors. In addition to common weapons, there are many strange magical treasures, and even many spiritual treasures that have gained sentience. The higher the floor, the more selective the owner becomes."

"Once you go in, take whatever you can with you. Of course, you can't take everything; three items at most."

Yu Ling was caught in a dilemma, holding the ordinary iron sword. She knew exactly what the sect leader meant: to give her a weapon that matched her status.

But there's still a Demon Lord inside his iron sword. He can't possibly be carrying two swords when he comes out, can he?

Only when a cultivator and the sword have reached a certain level of harmony can the weapon be integrated into the body as if it were a natal sword. Therefore, most sword cultivators carry their favorite and most important sword with them at all times. It wouldn't be appropriate for him to throw one into his storage space.

(Besides, the Demon Lord's weapon can't be thrown into the storage space at all, and it's too late for him to find a new vessel to possess, otherwise the sect leader will definitely detect the Demon Lord's aura.)

"Forget it, let's choose some other magical artifacts. As for swords, I don't really like any. I'll just secretly move the Demon Lord's weapon when he's alone and get him a better one." Having made her decision, Yu Ling tentatively asked:

"Sect Master, can I choose either one?" I don't necessarily have to change my sword, right?

Seeing that Yu Ling hadn't gone in to get it yet, but instead asked him this question, the Qixia Sect Master thought he was worried that the magic treasure was too valuable to take, and generously said, "Of course, as long as you can take it, you can take whatever you want."

Oh, poor kid, he's never seen much of the world, he doesn't even have a single magical artifact, and he's so afraid of taking something he shouldn't have, asking so cautiously, it's quite pitiful. Look how sensible he is! As his uncle, I must make sure he gets it done for him!

"Go, don't worry. The value you bring to the sect in the future will be far more precious than these magical treasures."

Having received confirmation, Yu Ling turned and went inside. The guard at the weapon tower was a perceptive person; since Yu Ling had been personally sent by the sect leader, he naturally let her through without registering her.

Once Yu Ling entered the tower, the space suddenly became much more open. It looked like it could accommodate a thousand people walking around on the first floor at the same time without feeling crowded, which was significantly different from the area she saw from the outside.

Furthermore, as soon as he entered the door, he felt a strong sense of oppression, which made it difficult for the original owner of this copy, whose cultivation level had been forcibly boosted by himself, to resist. His steps involuntarily slowed down.

It seems that the inside of this tower is not as simple as it appears from the outside. There should be formations or spatial restrictions inside, and they are far more powerful than any formations in the lower realm! Yu Ling wrapped her physical body with the energy of her divine soul and barely managed to continue walking inside.

Meanwhile, the sect leader, who was still waiting outside the weapon tower, vaguely realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, but... something that he could forget must not be important, so he didn't take it to heart.

Inside the tower, Yu Ling frowned and pondered. Where did this overwhelming pressure come from? It could even affect his physical body while his soul was bearing it. There was no way around it. He decided to finish this quickly. How many levels should he go up to? He scanned his surroundings.

Besides all sorts of weapons, there were also some strange and unidentified items on the shelves, but they were generally not worth mentioning. Tsk, if the first floor is so rubbish, the second floor probably isn't any better. Let's start looking at the third floor from there.

As she climbed to the third floor, the strange sense of oppression made the process of ascending the stairs, despite her cultivation level of the Void Refining Realm, extremely difficult. Yu Ling then thought that since she had already climbed this high and couldn't hold on any longer, she would definitely be too exhausted to go up again after taking a walk around. So she decided to just go to the fourth floor to get the items and leave. She then forced herself to climb one more floor.

The fourth floor was already quite empty; there were only three to five hundred magical artifacts in the vast space. Yu Ling scanned the area and finally fixed her gaze on a wrist guard that appeared to be a defensive magical artifact.

He walked towards the wrist guard. This seemingly useless ornament must have something special about it, otherwise it wouldn't be placed on this floor, at least not among all the magical treasures like swords, daggers, and bows.

Yu Ling took it in her hand, and strangely enough, the wristband that seemed to be trying to shake off her wristband actually lay obediently in her palm when her soul power touched it.

Suddenly, Yu Ling frowned slightly; the patterns on it were ones he had never seen before.

"Huh?"

The wristband was engraved with a pattern, a huge star map, marked with many different colors such as red, blue, purple, black, white, green, cyan, and yellow.

"Is this a map of a spatial teleportation array? Strange, it doesn't seem to match up with anywhere." Yu Ling exclaimed in surprise. When he was still a tree spirit, he had studied the geographical locations of the human world, and this didn't seem to be one either.

Forget it, I'll just take him along to make up the numbers. At worst, I'll just give him to Chu Fan and see if he has some kind of cheat ability that makes him the protagonist.

After taking the wrist guards, Yu Ling went to the side and picked up a black-bladed dagger and a painting that she insisted on sticking on herself. Although the swords hummed as she passed by, Yu Ling didn't even glance at them.

Holding the Demon Lord's Sword—bah! Fan Tie Sword—and the three chosen magical treasures, Yu Ling was about to leave when a man in a black robe, who was coming downstairs, called out to her.

"etc--"

Yu Ling stopped and casually bowed, asking, "Has this disciple done something inappropriate?"

This man had been stationed at the Weapon Tower for a long time and didn't know that Yu Ling was brought by the sect leader. He was extremely excited to see Yu Ling, a new disciple in the Void Refinement Realm, come here, and glared at Yu Ling, saying:

"How did you get up here like this? Where's your token?"

Yu Ling looked back without any emotion and asked, "Are newly initiated disciples not allowed to enter here?"

"What? New disciples really can't enter? This is for... ptooey! Is that the point?"

The black-robed man, realizing Yu Ling had misunderstood, became even angrier, roaring with a murderous expression,

"I'm asking about your access token inside the tower! Don't you know that if someone below the Loose Immortal level tries to withstand the tower's restrictions, their body won't be able to take it?"

"Huh???" Yu Ling finally showed an expression this time, the first time since breaking through with the Path of Ruthlessness. "But the Sect Master didn't mention this matter, nor did he give me any pass token."