Lu Chen cultivated with a serious expression.
However, even as the sun set and darkness fell, he still hadn't mastered the basics of cultivation. At this moment, he could barely control the spirit sword, let alone make it fly.
He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.
"It must have been so hard to put this on!"
Lu Chen sighed inwardly.
The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had seen everything he did and had already formed his own judgment.
"Lack of mental fortitude!"
"Extremely poor comprehension!"
"What a waste of this innate sword physique!"
"Sigh, never mind! Let him gain more experience. Forcing growth is not a good thing!"
Seeing Lu Chen's anxious expression, the ancestor became furious. With a flick of his hand, a gust of wind swept in, carrying Lu Chen directly into the sky.
Then another dizzying sensation struck.
Upon landing and opening his eyes, Lu Chen found himself outside the forbidden area.
The voice of the ancestor echoed in my mind.
"You are not yet qualified to become my disciple. Your mind is unsettled, and you are not focused on your cultivation! I hereby punish you by sending you to the outer sect of the Seven Star Hall for three years. You are forbidden from coming here again!"
Without saying a word, Lu Chen turned and left.
Seven Star Hall?
Outer gate?
Whatever!
Lu Chen didn't care at all about which branch he was assigned to. There was no difference between the inner and outer sects to him, since he didn't need any cultivation resources anyway.
The Ten Thousand Swords Sect has a large number of female cultivators.
His cultivation resources... are everywhere.
"Hey, it wasn't a wasted trip, at least I managed to get a sword."
Lu Chen flipped his hand and took out the spirit sword that he had received from the ancestor.
A spirit sword is a precious sword forged from spirit iron, possessing spiritual power.
The so-called sword control technique is not simply about controlling objects remotely with true energy; that's a relatively low-level technique for manipulating objects for attack. The sword control technique, on the other hand, is an attack method that uses the soul to control flying swords.
When one reaches the highest level of skill, a single thought can bring down an enemy from a thousand miles away.
Therefore, this spirit sword is made by attaching spiritual consciousness to it.
Swords in the mortal realm are at most weapons of the level of black iron, which cannot be controlled with spiritual sense or stored in the body.
The spirit sword is different; after being bound to a master by blood, it can be directly stored within the body.
"I really want to fly away on my sword right now, but that old guy might be secretly investigating, so I'd better keep a low profile!"
Lu Chen put away the spirit sword and leisurely strolled around the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
Anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go back.
But they hadn't gone far when suddenly, a figure fell from the sky.
It was Jian Yu, the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
After Lu Chen left the forbidden area, Jian Yu received a summons from the ancestor.
At this moment, Jian Yu had just seen the ancestor come out.
"Wandering around the sect's forbidden area without permission, what kind of behavior is this?" Jian Yu couldn't help but frown and glare coldly at Lu Chen, feeling quite disappointed.
I thought this child was exceptionally talented and a rare find.
If the patriarch could accept him as a disciple, he would surely become a great man in the future.
Who would have thought that it would fail?
"Poor comprehension and weak will!"
This is the old ancestor's evaluation of him.
"Jade must be carved to become a useful object. This child still needs to temper his character! Let him train in the outer sect of the Seven Star Hall for three years! Even so, remember not to let him die, after all, the innate sword body is too rare!"
This was the ancestor's arrangement for him.
Thinking of this, Jian Yu's gaze toward Lu Chen became more stern.
"This is a desolate wilderness, no one can take me back, and I can't fly, so I really have no choice!" Lu Chen said with an innocent look.
"snort!"
Jian Yu was too lazy to waste words with him and simply carried him into the sky.
The old man also said that this kid is quite cunning and likes to use his cleverness.
Before long, the two returned to the Xuantian Palace.
Outside the Xuantian Hall.
Ling Yan'er, Ling Yaozu, and Chan'er waited here for three days.
Because the patriarch had suddenly summoned them, Sect Leader Jian Yu feared that the patriarch had other plans, so he temporarily asked the three of them to stay.
From afar, they saw Lu Chen and the sect leader falling from the sky together.
Chan'er breathed a sigh of relief.
But Ling Yan'er and her brother found it very strange.
They had no idea what had happened.
"Xinyun!"
Jian Yu remained expressionless, pointed at Chan'er, and said, "I have already ordered the Hall Master of the Heavenly Sword Hall to come and personally take her away!"
Ling Yan'er has already become a disciple of Xin Yun, the deputy head of the Jade Sword Hall.
Ling Yaozu had already made arrangements for the outer disciples of the Seven Star Hall.
Lu Chen was the only one.
Xin Yun originally thought that even if Lu Chen couldn't become the sect leader's master and a true disciple, he should at least be an inner disciple.
Unexpectedly, Jian Yu directly ordered, "Leave both of them at the outer gate of the Seven Star Hall, and you can escort them there!"
With that, a flash of light appeared, and Jian Yu's figure vanished without a trace.
"Seven Star Hall? Outer Gate?"
Everyone was stunned.
Xin Yun looked at Lu Chen in disbelief and couldn't help but ask, "Why would you be allowed to join the Seven Star Hall? And as an outer disciple no less?"
Lu Chen gave a wry smile.
Actually, I was overjoyed.
However, he dared not speak carelessly about the ancestor's affairs. Who knew if this old monster had any means to investigate everything within the entire Wanjian Sect?
If we anger that old man, things will get bad.
"It's nothing. My cultivation level is too low, so I'm just temporarily joining the Seven Star Hall!"
Lu Chen made up an excuse on the spot.
Although Xin Yun was puzzled, she did not ask any further questions. The sect leader must have his reasons for making such an arrangement.
Just then.
A figure approached from afar and arrived in an instant.
Everyone looked closely.
The newcomer was a woman, dressed in white, so beautiful that one dared not look directly at her.
"Greetings, Hall Master!"
Xin Yun's expression turned solemn, and she immediately bowed respectfully.
Sword Language, the master of the Heavenly Sword Hall.
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