Nameless

Forcing a Second Realm disciple to reach a level capable of participating in the City Seizing Battle within a year sounded truly bizarre, but Liang Yue chose to accept.

The reason was simple: this was a sure win with no loss.

If Wang Rulin taught him for a year and he truly reached the level where he could participate in the City Seizing Battle, that would naturally be good. If he had the opportunity to fight for the Nine Provinces, he wouldn't refuse.

If he didn't have that ability by then, it would still be better than his own wild growth. Even if Wang Rulin no longer acknowledged him as a disciple in the future, it would still count as a year of cultivation.

Ultimately, there was no downside.

"Heh." Wang Rulin smiled slightly. "Don't worry, with your peerless talent of five Immortal Vines and my careful guidance, any prodigies on the Young Phoenix Ranking are nothing but mere chickens and dogs. Within a year, I will definitely help you ascend the ranking!"

Liang Yue replied, "Miss Wen is naturally an exception."

He threw Wang Rulin's harsh words back at him.

"Heh heh." The middle-aged Daoist priest chuckled awkwardly. "That goes without saying."

"It's fine," Wen Yifan said calmly. "It's always a good thing for you master and disciple to have such lofty ambitions. Besides, I truly cannot compare to your five Immortal Vines talent."

"I wouldn't dare say that. How could my talent compare to Senior Sister Wen's Immortal Body?" Liang Yue quickly said. "Besides... talent doesn't represent everything."

"Heh." Wen Yifan chuckled softly.

She didn't know if she was laughing at the words she had just spoken, which were unexpectedly used to comfort her so quickly, or if she was laughing at how quickly Liang Yue had adapted and already called her Senior Sister.

Wang Rulin waved his large sleeve. "Since you have taken me as your Master today, I cannot be completely without any gesture."

He turned and returned to the small door on the side of the main hall. After a short while, he came out holding a long box and placed it in front of Liang Yue.

"This is..." Liang Yue was curious.

Wang Rulin raised a hand. "Open it and see."

Liang Yue slowly opened the box. Inside was a long sword that subtly glowed.

The sword body was over four feet long, entirely silver and bright, with faint dragon patterns. Three inconspicuous small characters were engraved on the hilt.

"This was my sword when I was young. It accompanied me as I roamed the martial world for many years. Today, I give it to you as a gift for becoming my disciple," Wang Rulin said. "I believe you will not let this sword be disgraced."

"Thank you, Master!" Liang Yue said, overjoyed.

He picked up the treasured sword from the box. As he gripped it, there was a slight humming sound, faintly like a dragon's roar.

"Nameless?" He read the three small characters on the hilt. "Is that the name of this sword?"

"Sort of," Wang Rulin's smile was slightly strange.

He explained, "Back then, I asked the master sword caster Mo Wuxie to forge this sword for me. After the sword was completed, the heavens and earth were startled, and flood dragons gathered in the river. He said such a divine sword must have a majestic name and asked me what I wanted to call it, and he would engrave it directly on the sword body."

"I hadn't thought of a name yet, so I said... 'Nameless' would be fine," Wang Rulin sighed and shook his head. "His sword casting skill is extremely high, but his mind isn't quite right. He directly engraved these three characters for me."

"Later, I thought that the three characters 'Nameless' also had quite a charm, so I just left it like that." His tone was full of helplessness.

Liang Yue had also heard of the name of that master sword caster, Mo Wuxie, who was currently the chief sword caster of Weapon Forging Mountain. He didn't expect such an evaluation from Wang Rulin.

He found it amusing to listen to, but also thought these three characters were quite good.

A sharp sword kills, a chivalrous person remains Nameless.

"Nameless is easily among the top ten of the many famous swords in the Sword Control Branch," Wen Yifan added from the side.

Liang Yue's heart surged with emotion upon hearing this. To be ranked among the Sword Control Branch meant it was certainly among the top tier of swords in the world. Such a weapon was actually in his hands.

He rubbed the blade with his fingertips, listening to the sounds of the sword's hum, and said with emotion, "This disciple will not fail your trust."

"No need to rush, this sword isn't necessarily yours yet," Wang Rulin said with a smile. "Famous swords all have their pride, and this Nameless is especially unyielding. Ordinary people cannot control it. Even I went through three attempts at recognition before succeeding. If this sword doesn't acknowledge you at all, then even if I wanted to give it to you, I couldn't."

Liang Yue was startled. "Recognition?"

"The swords of the Sword Control Branch are all magical artifacts, different from the ordinary blades and weapons of martial artists," Wang Rulin explained. "Only after recognition can this sword integrate into your bloodline and connect with your will. Moreover, the sword master nourishes the sword with their heart's blood, and the sword energy can also nourish the sword master's cultivation. The two complement each other."

"Then what should I do?" A bad premonition suddenly rose in Liang Yue's heart.

As expected, Wang Rulin immediately pulled his arm over, picked up Nameless, and once again slashed his wrist with the sword.

I knew it...

Liang Yue sighed silently in his heart.

With the blade stained with blood, Wang Rulin swiped with his fingertip, and with a chi la sound, the body of Nameless suddenly trembled violently.

Unlike the previous hum, this time it was a sharp, clanging sword cry. After a moment, the sword body suddenly lit up with light, then shot up with a whoosh, circled around Liang Yue once, and then, following the wound on his wrist, it drilled in with a hiss.

"Ah..."

His heart seized up, and a strange connection suddenly appeared in his Divine Palace. He could feel a sharp aura probing into his palm along his bloodline.

However, this sharp aura only stayed in his left palm for an instant before leaving as if startled, flowing along the blood vessels throughout his body to his right palm, where it finally settled down.

This wandering process was chilling, making Liang Yue's heart tighten again and his face turn pale.

That feeling was like a peerless sharp weapon grazing his neck, causing an inexplicable palpitation.

"Haha, this is just the beginning." Seeing him like this, Wang Rulin instead laughed. "The process of taming a sword is no different from taming a horse. Flying swords won't easily acknowledge any master, especially since your cultivation is low. I'm afraid it will cause a fuss for a while. This time is just to get familiar with it. The next time you try, it will be much easier... Eh?"

He was talking non-stop when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because Liang Yue only trembled that one time, and then he settled down. Not only did he show no signs of discomfort, but his complexion gradually returned to a healthy flush.

What's going on?

Wang Rulin looked at him suspiciously. "Where did Nameless go?"

"Here." Liang Yue raised his right palm.

Feeling the sharpness in his palm, he gently urged it with his divine sense.

Chi—

A sword light shot out from his palm, and the treasured sword was instantly in his hand.

How profound.

Liang Yue sighed inwardly.

It was said that there were magical artifacts in the world that could contain the universe, but only Qi Refiners or secret technique masters could activate them. Martial artists did not have such profound divine abilities and could only carry them clumsily.

Someone with a cultivation as high as Ling Yuanbao still had to carry a long weapon with her at all times.

But this Nameless sword could integrate with him, retracting and extending freely. This wasn't his divine ability, but the sword's own spirituality.

The swords of the Sword Control Branch were indeed extraordinary.

When Wang Rulin saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he suddenly became furious: "You dog thing, you tormented me with headaches, foot pain, and splitting organs back then, why are you so well-behaved today?"

At first, Liang Yue thought he was going to scold him, but after listening, he realized he was scolding the sword.

Wang Rulin snatched the Nameless sword, "Wahahaha, you really are a sword, looking down on me, aren't you?"

He threw the sword to the ground with a clang and was about to step on it.

With a whoosh, the Nameless sword spun and dodged twice, then turned into a stream of light and flew back into Liang Yue's palm.

"Call it out, I want to duel it!" Wang Rulin still roared.

"Master, calm down, Master, don't stoop to its level..." Liang Yue quickly tried to persuade him.

Good heavens.

It seemed this Master had quite a temper.

He could even argue with a sword?

However, he had a feeling that the Nameless sword initially had the intention to cause trouble, but as soon as it entered, it felt the aura of the object in his left palm and dared not act rashly since then.

And in his left palm...

If he wasn't mistaken, it should be the hidden "Dou" character pattern.

Was that thing even more powerful?

After some testing, apprenticeship, and the gift of the sword, it was getting late.

Liang Yue and Wang Rulin agreed that he would come to cultivate every two days from now on, and he would return home for today.

He was actually a bit anxious. The official assessment was in a few days, and of course, cultivating and becoming stronger earlier would make it more secure. But since Master said so, he couldn't rush him and had to wait another two days.

Wen Yifan left with Liang Yue. Liang Yue was naturally extremely grateful to her. Wen Yifan just smiled faintly and said, "Cultivate diligently, I look forward to fighting alongside you in Frost North City."

Hearing this, Liang Yue was truly in a daze.

Did Master really think he could do it?

If even he believed it... then he seemed to have no reason to doubt.

He returned home this way. As soon as he entered Peaceful Lane, he saw Liang Xiaoyun anxiously waiting at the door.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he stepped forward.

"Big Brother!" Liang Xiaoyun quickly said, "Something happened, I went to several places just now and couldn't find you!"

"What happened?" Liang Yue asked quickly.

Xiao Yun was usually a calm child and wouldn't be this anxious easily.

Then he heard Liang Xiaoyun say, "Xiao Peng was taken by the Dragon Tooth Gang!"

Good morning.