"Even so, if someone really observes carefully, they will definitely be able to narrow down the scope."
Li Xiaoliu refused to give in and pointed at the eleventh number on the stone tablet. "And look, Senior Sister, isn't there a real name underneath?"
"What does his real name matter? With his achievements, he's not even worthy of the Pantheon's approval."
Su Qingqing shook her head: "Even if he is a sword that can make thousands of lives, he is only at the threshold of genius, and is far from reaching the level that would cause the Pantheon to send people to kill him.
And you know, in addition to the Pantheon, there are also many elders from sects who are specifically looking to recruit disciples. If you can get your name on the list, you may be able to join the sect.
"How many wandering cultivators have nowhere to turn to? This Sword City is a gateway. Weighing the pros and cons, what would you choose if you were in their shoes?"
Li Xiaoliu was speechless for a moment.
At this moment, Xiang Sheng suddenly asked, "Senior Sister, as long as the results are good enough, will this list automatically record it?"
"Of course not. This sword tower has a spirit. If the cultivator himself does not want to, the sword tower spirit will not force him."
"The Sword Tower has a spirit..."
Xiang Sheng's expression froze. "The master is long gone. Has this sword tower been ownerless all this time?"
"It's natural."
Su Qingqing smiled proudly, "The Sword Tower Spirit has accompanied the Master throughout his life, and is unwaveringly loyal. How could it possibly recognize anyone else as its master?"
When Su Qingqing said this, she suddenly noticed a commotion in the crowd.
Xiang Sheng turned his head to look next door, and sure enough, he saw the people from the Wanmai Sword Sect entering.
"I forgot that today is the day when the disciples of the Sword Sect will come." Someone whispered.
"The disciples of the Myriad Veins Sword Sect wear such uniforms that it's hard to tell who's the strongest."
"I do recognize a few of them. The one walking in front is called Liang Haoming. He is a true disciple of the Yuan Sword Vein. I heard that his sword skills are quite powerful."
"And the one next to him is named Zhuang Teng. I heard he's the youngest true disciple of the Master Sword Vein."
"So powerful? Doesn't that mean there's no hope for me to be the top of the Sword Ranking today?"
"Don't worry, the Sword Sect's true disciples usually come here only for cultivation. They have no shortage of training resources, and they have to be wary of the Pantheon's spies, so they rarely appear on the Sword Ranking. At most, we can compete with some of the Sword Sect's ordinary disciples."
"That's good……"
When Xiang Sheng heard this, the noon bell suddenly rang.
The two monks who were talking stopped immediately and moved towards the sword tower.
She turned her head and saw that the gate of the sword tower had been opened. The monks entered one after another, and the long queue suddenly shortened visibly.
"Senior Sister, can I go in this way?" Li Xiaoliu asked eagerly.
Su Qingqing was about to nod, but she saw the door of the sword tower shake, and a young man in gray was blasted out directly, falling to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
When the monks around saw this, some of them immediately showed mocking expressions.
"Where did this bumpkin come from? You want to enter the Sword Tower without knowing the rules?"
"I'm curious, how bad is this person's talent that he could be directly blasted out by the sword tower..."
The young man in gray listened to the discussions around him, his face turned red with anger, and he even vomited blood again. Then he stood up, covered his face, and left quickly.
Li Xiaoliu saw this scene and couldn't help but look up and ask, "Senior Sister, that person just now has reached the Foundation Establishment Stage at such a young age. His aptitude is not bad, right?"
"It's not bad, but the Sword Tower is built for sword cultivators after all."
Su Qingqing looked helpless: "If you don't have the talent for sword cultivation, no matter how high your aptitude is, you will be blasted out."
Li Xiaoliu suddenly realized, "I see."
"Okay, stop asking so many questions. This is your first time here, so go in and try it out. Especially you, Junior Sister."
Su Qingqing's tone was slightly solemn. "Your cultivation base was acquired out of thin air. If you want to transform it into strength, you need to progress step by step. After entering, you will start to adapt from the first level of difficulty. Do you understand?"
"clear."
Xiang Sheng responded obediently.
Su Qingqing looked at Li Xiaoliu again. "Junior Sister, you're a steady person, and I'm most reassured by you. But you, Xiaoliu, shouldn't choose the second level difficulty just to find a breakthrough opportunity. Although you won't die in the Sword Tower, if you come out seriously injured, it will only delay your cultivation time."
Li Xiaoliu chuckled upon hearing this: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I know what to do."
"That's good."
Su Qingqing's expression softened slightly. "I won't say much. You two can go now."
Xiang Sheng and the other man nodded immediately and turned to line up.
The sword tower can accommodate a thousand people at a time. Many new cultivators go in and out quickly, and they all look pale and have serious injuries.
With such rapid changes, it was soon Xiang Sheng and the other two's turn.
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