The old ancestor stroked his beard and looked at Lu Chen with a smile.
"Um?"
Lu Chen was somewhat surprised.
"Why aren't you going to become my apprentice yet?"
Jian Yu glared at Lu Chen with a dark expression, but he felt a little helpless.
That's so embarrassing.
Since Lu Chen has become the patriarch's disciple, he is now of the same generation as him, and therefore he must call Lu Chen his junior brother.
"Become an apprentice? Didn't you already do that?"
Lu Chen looked completely bewildered.
Jian Yu was furious. This kid was simply too disrespectful, daring to be so presumptuous in front of the ancestor.
To everyone's surprise, the ancestor waved his hand and said, "No need!"
Jian Yu immediately fell silent.
Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now that you are my disciple, I shall bestow upon you the title of Jian, and from this day forward you shall be Jian Chen."
"Once you become my disciple, you must cultivate diligently and not slack off!"
"This spirit sword is a treasure bestowed upon you by your master. Take it!"
With a wave of his hand, the ancestor sent a tiny sword, as thin as a needle, flying directly into Lu Chen's hand.
Jian Yu was stunned for a moment, looking at the little sword, his eyes even turning a little red.
A top-grade spirit sword!
This is an unparalleled treasure. Even he, the sect leader, only has one top-grade spiritual sword; no one else has one.
Even Jian Yu, the leader of the Heavenly Sword Hall, only possesses a high-grade spiritual sword.
Our ancestors really favored this kid.
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
Lu Chen waved his hand and put away the top-grade spirit sword, but he wasn't too excited.
"As for the cultivation technique you practice, I have nothing to impart to you. Your own technique is excellent. Go now, you can leave the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and travel the world!"
The patriarch remained calm and said, "Strong individuals need to go through countless life-or-death battles to grow. Staying in the sect all the time will not lead to great achievements!"
"Okay, I'm off then!"
Lu Chen waved and took his leave.
There was no lingering attachment whatsoever.
The old patriarch's face darkened, and he hurriedly said, "You brat, stop right there! I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Lu Chen stopped and said, "Any other treasures? Hurry up!"
"..."
The old man had an urge to slap this kid to death.
They have absolutely no respect for the elderly.
"It's time for my Myriad Swords Sect to rise again!" The patriarch sighed, then suddenly said, "Let's go out next month. This mortal realm has been in chaos for too long. Remember, don't disgrace my Myriad Swords Sect!"
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