In fact, the sword immortal Liu Ruzhou that Huo Ling wanted to summon had already been summoned by Huo Xiaolong, another branch of the fire-type clan.

Under the cover of night, the man secretly slipped into the area and summoned the sword immortal Liu Ruzhou.

After Liu Ruzhou signed a master-disciple contract with him, he took the person away.

Wan Jiaoyang slapped Huo Ling on the chest, sensed his talent, and said, "Fire element, not bad."

Huo Ling looked at Wan Jiaoyang with instant admiration. This man was truly amazing; he knew immediately that Wan Jiaoyang was a fire elementalist. Without a second thought, he was about to kneel down, shouting, "Master, please accept my bow!"

However, his knees failed to touch the ground, as Wan Jiaoyang used magic to restrain them.

Ahri wanted to cover her face. He had been shouting about Huo Ling, the young master of the fire-type clan, so he must be practicing fire-type magic.

"It's still early, no rush, we need to consider it further."

Huo Ling glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late, it's about to get dark."

Ahri gave him a flick on the forehead and said, "Master means that he will not take you as his apprentice so soon. He will give you a test and you can only do so after you pass the test."

Wan Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ah Li's hand that had just knocked on Huo Ling.

Huo Ling clutched his head, grimacing as he yelled, "You're so strong! You're going to smash my head open!"

After saying that, he suddenly rolled his eyes and collapsed.

Ahri looked at her hands in confusion, then looked at Wan Jiaoyang in a panic, "Master, did I cause trouble?"

"It's alright."

Ahri is, after all, the spirit of the divine sword, which weighs over 300,000 jin. Even if Ahri were to smack her head, the force would not be underestimated.

Wan Jiaoyang waved his sleeve towards Huo Ling, who then let out a soft moan and slowly opened his eyes.

Then, when his eyes looked over, Ahri was still waving her hand in front of him, saying, "I hope I didn't knock your brains out."

Unexpectedly, Huo Ling suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Wan Jiaoyang, shouting, "Senior! I must become your disciple!"

He wanted to be like that girl in red, able to knock someone unconscious with a single blow to the head.

Wan Jiaoyang nodded aloofly and said, "Okay."

"So, seniors, where do you live now?"

Ahri tilted her head and asked, "Shouldn't you be arranging accommodations for my master? My master was summoned by you."

"That's right. Then please come back with me, senior."

Then, Huo Ling happily led the person away.

As everyone knows, the young master of the fire-type clan drives a sports car and lives in a villa.

When Wan Jiaoyang was invited into the sports car by Huo Ling, he was still in a daze.

However, seeing that Ahri was adapting quite well, he said, "You seem quite at ease."

Ahri leaned back in the car seat, looking at the scenery outside, and said, "With my owner here, I'm not afraid."

"However, Master, this is more comfortable than flying on a sword. You can lie down whenever you want and sleep whenever you want."

Upon hearing about flying on a sword, Huo Ling, who was driving in front, slowed down and asked, "Senior, will I be able to learn how to fly on a sword later?"

Wan Jiaoyang remained silent, while Ah Li shook her finger and said, "It might not work. You need to find your own destiny sword first, and also learn how to control spiritual power."

These are things that are hard to come by in this era.

Because spiritual energy is scarce in this era, the Life Sword is hard to find.

Huo Ling thought about it and agreed, but he was still happy.

He was initially worried that he would be laughed at if he failed to summon the sword immortal.

However, now that he has Wan Jiaoyang, a powerful figure, and a sword spirit, he feels confident that he can instantly kill any other gods or generals summoned by others.

Upon arriving at the villa where Huo Ling was staying, Huo Ling arranged a room for Wan Jiaoyang.

When Huo Ling wanted to prepare a room for Ah Li, Ah Li shook her head and refused, "No, I want to stay with my master."

Huo Ling wanted to say that there is a difference between men and women, but when he thought about Ah Li's identity as a sword spirit, he didn't say anything more.

Wan Jiaoyang didn't care. It was good that the divine sword was by his side, so he could detect anything immediately if anything happened.

However, when it was time to sleep at night, Ahri absolutely refused to return to the divine sword.

She was still clinging to Wan Jiaoyang, crying and saying, "Does Master not want me anymore? Did I do something wrong?"

Wan Jiaoyang put down the divine sword with a headache, "You are the sword spirit, you can only cultivate when you return to the divine sword."

“I don’t need to cultivate, Master.”

Having no other choice, Wan Jiaoyang simply said, "Whatever you say."

"I'm going to change my clothes now."

Ah Li took the clothes that Huo Ling had prepared for her and went into the bathroom.

A little while later, the sound of water could be heard coming from the bathroom.

Wan Jiaoyang sat cross-legged, absorbing the meager spiritual energy around him.

Hearing the sound of water, I went over and knocked on it, saying, "Stop playing in the water."

Ahri turned off the water and came out. Seeing that there was still a faint spiritual energy left around, she said, "Master, you can set up a spirit-gathering array to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Wan Jiaoyang stared at Ah Li's clothes, a long dress that exposed her arms, with only two straps tied at her shoulders, and said unhappily, "It's indecent."

As Wan Jiaoyang spoke, he raised his hand and changed Ah Li's dress back into her original ancient red dress.

Ahri raised her hand, made a hand seal, closed her eyes, and her clothes transformed into modern attire—a red tracksuit.

This time, the sportswear didn't show any arms or legs.

Ahri added, "This is much lighter than my original one."

Although Wan Jiaoyang felt awkward, it was still acceptable compared to the dress she had just worn.

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