Deep Blue Long Fan: Starry Sky Twin Swords in Hand, Conquer the World

Deep Blue Fan: With the Starry Sky Twin Swords in hand, I have all I need to conquer the world!

Damn!

They had only just met, and he had already taken out Glorious Rank equipment.

And he had taken out two at once, making a matching pair.

Absolutely noice!!

One had to know that the equipment on the Saint Demon Continent, matched with the ranks from games in his previous life, could be divided from low to high into:

Bronze Level ordinary equipment, Silver Level alloy equipment, and Gold Level magic equipment.

Diamond Level spirit-demon equipment, Platinum Level glorious equipment, and Star Glory Level legendary equipment.

King Level epic equipment, Peak Level immortal equipment, and last of all, of course, was the godlike existence—Heaven-Shattering Level Mythic Equipment.

And now, he had only just left the newbie village.

Yet he had obtained Platinum-rank weapons all at once. If Long Fan said he was not excited, that would definitely be a lie.

Yang Haoyu remained as calm as ever and handed the two weapons over.

"As your initiation gift for becoming my disciple, I will give these two handy weapons to you."

Long Fan nodded repeatedly in acceptance.

"Thank you, Master!"

His heart was practically bursting with excitement.

After thanking him, he took them in one go.

He directly held the two longswords that, at this stage, could be called divine weapons in his mind.

He glanced at the mysterious, beautiful patterns revealed on the exposed parts.

The more he looked, the more he liked them.

Deep Blue, add points!

Even Yang Haoyu could not detect that two streams of equipment Attribute Points, transformed into marvelous flowing light, had separately poured into Starry Sky of the Sun and Starry Sky of the Cold Moon.

Half of the equipment Attribute Points were separately bestowed upon the blue and red twin swords.

And these two great Glorious Rank weapons soon stopped trembling.

Just like that, they lay quietly in Long Fan's arms, like obedient little kittens that had eaten their fill of cat food.

Yang Haoyu had just been about to continue saying something.

"However, these Glorious—"

But when he saw this scene, he forcibly swallowed his words back down.

His whole body was slightly stunned.

Because the higher-level a weapon was, the greater its spirituality.

Naturally, it also required its master and the sword spirit to run in with each other and increase their compatibility.

Otherwise, the artifact spirit would develop tremendous resistance.

But Long Fan, who had only just gotten the swords, had almost not suffered the slightest rejection from the Starry Sky Twin Swords.

When Yang Haoyu looked at Long Fan, a faint trace of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

He had thought he would still have to rely on himself, the master, to forcefully knock the sword spirits into behaving for the time being.

He had not expected...

It had to be because of his spiritual energy talent and the steadfast sword heart he had trained over the years. Otherwise, how could the Starry Sky Twin Swords be so peaceful?

From the looks of it, he had not chosen the wrong person!

This child was truly monstrous!!

As for Long Fan, after using Deep Blue on the Starlight Twin Swords, he felt as if they had become a little more affectionate toward him.

So he lifted a corner of the cloth strips.

He stretched out a finger and flicked the sword blade.

Duang!

Duang~

The sound quality produced by such fine materials really was on a whole different level.

His own trashy Wooden Sword only made dull little clacks.

But it was precisely this seemingly ordinary action from Long Fan.

A slightly shocked Yang Haoyu: !?(ω`)?!

Good grief, this aptitude really was pretty good.

Although equipment was forged from materials such as metal, there were still differences in level.

A large part of why high-grade equipment was higher-grade than ordinary equipment was that its spirituality tended to grow stronger.

The further along it got, it would even protect its master on its own.

If it was an outsider, even a casual touch would make it bristle.

Those without the strength to steal someone else's weapon might be suddenly cut down by that person's weapon without even knowing how they died.

This was especially true for those at the Glorious Rank and above.

It was just like the working girls in the pleasure quarters.

The plain, ordinary-grade brothel types could be played with anytime, anywhere, however you liked, however you tou—

You could do whatever you wanted.

There were even brothel artisans who would deliver themselves to your door.

It was like the abandoned ordinary iron swords and shields you could pick up at random on a battlefield.

But a Glorious Rank courtesan, the focus of ten thousand eyes, was a different matter entirely, depending on the person.

An existence like the bright moon—her standards were high.

Those who came to fire their shot, too fat or too skinny, were out.

Most importantly, you also had to have a certain level of looks and learning.

This thing was also quite rare.

Most of them could only be inherited from the Glorious Era. Picking one up was impossible; robbing one still had the tiniest bit of possibility.

Just like a brothel's top courtesan—each house only had one.

Yet another wildly inappropriate metaphor.

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But the principle really was just that kind of principle.

Long Fan removed the strips of cloth and tried to grip the sword hilt.

It was right then that the Starry Sky Sword showed some resistance and began to tremble and hum.

And since Long Fan had seen that Deep Blue weapon produce pretty good results earlier, He simply stopped holding back.

He directly added all the remaining 16 equipment attribute points to it.

In an instant, The Starry Sky Twin Swords settled down.

Adding points to it would naturally make the sword spirit feel closer to him.

It was just like a mother feeding her little baby that stuff...

As she fed and fed, feelings would develop.

The sword spirit, now full, felt very happy and very satisfied.

An inappropriate but very vivid metaphor.

The principle was just that damn plain and simple.

It obediently let Long Fan hold it.

Yang Haoyu could not help feeling shocked again.

He had thought that what happened before was already the limit.

He had not expected that it was only the beginning.

The Starry Sky Sword's current behavior at least meant it did not reject Long Fan becoming its master.

As long as Long Fan later passed the sword spirit's test, perhaps he really could completely grasp this unique Glorious Rank weapon.

Long Fan held the two divine weapons and directly performed a few moves with them.

A feeling immediately rose in his heart: "With divine swords in hand, the world is mine."

Yang Haoyu beckoned and turned to walk into the small wooden house.

Long Fan hurriedly put the swords away and followed him.

They pushed the door open and entered.

A faint scent of wood drifted through the wooden house.

It was not unpleasant; instead, it carried a faint fragrance.

It was probably made of some special material.

He could no longer feel the burning heat from outside earlier.

There was even a slight, refreshing coolness that seeped into the heart.

However, the room contained only the simplest furnishings.

A wooden bed without even bedding, a wooden table, and two wooden chairs.

That was all. It was even a tiny bit plainer than Long Fan's thatched hut.

Yang Haoyu pointed at a chair.

"Sit."

Long Fan nodded.

But first, he pulled out a chair for his master, Yang Haoyu.

Only then did he pull one out for himself and sit down.

He sat properly across from him, honest and upright.

Although he was a transmigrator and could not be considered inexperienced, he still respected this strongest figure of the Temple, his powerful teacher, very much.

Yang Haoyu slowly said, "This is also my final test for you. Don't think that just because I made a move, I handed you a Glorious Rank weapon.

If you can't even pass the test of the sword spirit within it, then holding such a weapon will be useless, and I will still take it back.

However, if you perform well, I will give you an additional reward."

Long Fan nodded.

"Your disciple understands!"

Yang Haoyu's gaze shifted, as if he was planning something.

"Of course, considering how difficult it is to control this sword, I will teach you in advance about sword control, spirit comprehension, and the like."

As he spoke, Yang Haoyu handed a pair of Emerald Bamboo Swords to Long Fan.

"From now until night, it will all be your cultivation time. Hold on to these."

Long Fan took the pair of bamboo swords, one in each hand.

They were much lighter than the Wooden Sword he had used before.

Although they were as light as nothing, he could still feel their toughness.

Long Fan nodded heavily to Yang Haoyu.

A trace of determination appeared in his eyes, along with a bit of excitement.

Because he knew

that the highest-level sword intent often required only the plainest sword.

And his own Deep Blue Great Dao had officially begun!