Two disciples took the sword and made a blood pact, while the other disciple did not take the sword, as he wanted to go deeper into the sword tomb to see if there was a better sword.
Two other disciples took the initiative to grasp the swords they desired, but only one succeeded. The sword held by the other disciple immediately began to resist and struggle to break free from his hand. The disciple refused to give up and was dragged into the air by the sword, flying wildly like a kite with its string cut off. In the end, he was rescued by the elder.
Long Kangnian secretly closed the distance between himself and Long Aotian, asking for his master's opinion like a big dog: "Brother, what kind of sword do you think I should form a contract with?"
Long Aotian ignored him and turned to pull Jiang Xi: "Second Senior Brother... could you give me a few more of your talismans?"
"Fourth junior brother, you shouldn't overindulge in alcohol, and neither should you!"
Long Aotian: "..."
So you're treating her differently? You gave your junior sister a whole bagful!
Shi Qinxin had been cramming on a huge amount of knowledge about swords, even more diligently than when she first entered the Sword Tomb, and was now enthusiastically introducing it to Tianning.
Xiao Roushu appeared on the other side of Tianning without saying a word, staring intently at him. Tianning couldn't stand her intense gaze.
"Junior sister, is there something you need?"
"It's nothing." Xiao Roushu continued to stare at her.
Tianning: "..."
As the daughter of the sect leader, Xiao Roushu already knew from her father that Tian Ning was born with a sword bone. She was just curious: Tian Ning was indeed powerful in the arena, but was that the only level of a naturally born sword bone?
From a young age, she had been studying the innate sword bones recorded in the fragments of the library. Compared to those predecessors, she felt that Tian Ning was nothing special now.
Outside, Sect Leader Xiao wiped the sweat from his brow as he looked at his daughter. He felt a little uneasy, thinking about how she had been obsessed with stories about innate sword bones since childhood and had an unusual obsession with them. He hoped that the child wouldn't do anything out of line.
The atmosphere was lively and bustling. Feeling neglected, Wenren Xue could only find a sense of presence by looking at Xie Xingzhi, and recommended some swords suitable for her junior brother.
Unnoticed by anyone, a disciple at the very back of the group quietly slipped away, and they had already entered the deepest part of the Sword Tomb...
Long Aotian saw a sword and suddenly stopped. He hesitated for a long time but did nothing, just coughing incessantly: "Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Jiang Xi: "Fourth Junior Brother, are you sick?"
Long Aotian: "My throat feels a little uncomfortable, what's wrong? Cough cough cough..."
Long Kangnian's eyes lit up, and he ran over excitedly to grab the sword.
Tianning: "..."
Fourth Senior Brother is really awkward.
Long Kangnian was talented and stubborn. Although he was initially rejected by the sword, he refused to let go no matter how the sword tried to torment him. In the end, he was in a sorry state before the sword stopped rejecting him.
Xie Xingzhi chose the sword based on Wenren Xue's recommendation.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems. Wenren Xue knew that this junior brother had excellent aptitude, otherwise he wouldn't have been accepted as a personal disciple by his master. However, Xie Xingzhi's state of mind had changed during the match with Tian Ning... No matter what, he couldn't subdue that sword, and in the end, he could only choose a higher-level sword of lower quality.
Seeing that time was running out, Xiao Roushu stopped staring at Tian Ning and instead chose a crimson longsword.
"Rou Shu, wait a moment. The spirit of the Guan Ri Sword has an extremely fiery temper. Are you really sure about this?" Because she was the sect leader's daughter, Elder Qiu specially stepped forward to persuade her.
This is a sword with a sword spirit!
"Uncle, I've already made up my mind." Dressed in striking red, she looked particularly flamboyant: "If I'm going to choose, I'll choose the strongest sword!"
"...Alright, Lao Ye and I will protect you."
The process of Xiao Roushu contracting the Sun Piercing Sword was exceptionally long and difficult. After she grasped the sword, her skin and flesh felt as if they were being burned by flames. At first, she endured the pain, but later it became too painful and she couldn't help but cry out, yet she refused to let go.
"I...I saw you in the picture when I was three years old...Ouch, ouch, ouch...I love you so much! You...please be with me..."
It was so painful that she started saying things to distract herself: "I'm so beautiful, you won't lose out if you're with me! I... I promise to wipe the sword for you every day, take you to see the most beautiful scenery in the world, take you..."
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