"Tut, tut, the system really knows its stuff." Lin Feng could not help sighing inwardly.
He had just been thinking of winning over Xuanyuan Qingtian and taking Ye Xuan into the sect when the system thoughtfully presented him with a Super Gift Pack.
Moreover, the items it gave this time had clearly risen several tiers. They sounded impressively high-end.
Loved it, loved it.
Lin Feng soon gathered his thoughts and turned his gaze to Ye Xuan, speaking calmly.
"You have some aptitude, enough to qualify as a disciple of my Divine Sword Sect. From this moment onward, you are a Handyman Disciple of my Divine Sword Sect."
"Of course, this is only temporary. Once your strength improves sufficiently, you may advance to an outer sect disciple, or even an elite inner sect disciple."
Hearing these words from the Esteemed Sect Master, Ye Xuan first froze, then began trembling with excitement.
Though he was only receiving the lowest rank of Handyman Disciple, Ye Xuan felt as though he had been granted an honor beyond compare. He almost wanted to leap up and kiss the Esteemed Sect Master fiercely twice.
If outsiders saw the ecstatic look on his face right now, their jaws would surely hit the floor!
After all, he possessed an Innate Sword Body and outstanding talent. If he joined any other sect, he would undoubtedly be the sect's darling, a treasure cradled in the palms of every elder. It would not even be impossible for the sect master to accept him as a personal disciple.
After all, his Innate Sword Body was no ordinary physique. He had been born for the sword, and his comprehension of the Sword Dao far surpassed that of ordinary people. Those obscure and difficult sword arts were no challenge to him at all.
As long as he was given enough time to grow, he would definitely become the overlord of a region.
Yet such a favored son of heaven had willingly become a Handyman Disciple of the Divine Sword Sect.
What the hell was this?
Still kneeling on the ground, Ye Xuan kowtowed to Lin Feng with utmost reverence. "Thank you for your favor, Esteemed Sect Master!"
At this moment, Lin Feng saw that a new name had appeared under the system's Handyman Disciple section—Ye Xuan.
He nodded slightly and looked at Ye Xuan. "Since you are now a disciple of my Divine Sword Sect, I will not leave you unattended. I shall now bestow upon you an ancient sword and a sword technique."
With that, Lin Feng turned slightly sideways, bent his left arm behind his back, and stretched out his right hand. He softly uttered two words, "Sword, come."
Whoosh!
A sharp cry rang out of thin air, and a crystalline ancient sword appeared directly in Lin Feng's hand, as though it had darted out from nowhere.
Boom!
The instant the ancient sword appeared, an incomparably sharp aura swept outward, like jagged rocks piercing the sky, like Crashing Waves battering the shore. It seemed poised to cleave apart all living things, and even this stretch of space could not bear it, letting out a resonant hum.
It was tyrannical beyond measure!
The moment Ye Xuan saw that sword, his breathing stopped. His eyes widened like bronze bells. "Hiss... Th-this is an immortal sword? The divine weapon ranked one hundredth on the Divine Weapon Scroll, the Flying Immortal Sword!!"
As someone with an Innate Sword Body, born for the sword, he was already practically obsessed with swords.
Once, he had been fortunate enough to see an introduction to the Flying Immortal Sword in an ancient book.
This sword had been forged by a great mighty figure using spiritual stone from beyond the heavens. It possessed its own spiritual awareness, feared neither water nor fire, kept all evil at bay, and wielded unfathomable power. With one swing, it could shake heaven and earth!
When this sword emerged, all weapons would submit!
At that moment, the sword on his back suddenly broke free from its restraints. With a ringing clang, it flew from its sheath and bobbed up and down before the Flying Immortal Sword in midair, as though a minister were kowtowing before an emperor.
Even the origin Sword Heart in his mind could not stop trembling faintly.
He had known that the Esteemed Sect Master was mysterious and immensely powerful, but he had never imagined that he possessed such a peerless divine weapon!
After all, such a divine weapon was not something one could obtain merely by wishing for it. Without fate, even if it lay right before one's eyes, one still could not have it!
Yet the Esteemed Sect Master had actually bestowed this peerless divine weapon, something that could only be encountered by chance and never sought, upon him—a Handyman Disciple who had only just joined the Divine Sword Sect—without the slightest hesitation!
At this moment, he could not stop imagining it. If I possess the Flying Immortal Sword and comprehend the sword intent within it, not only will my strength soar, it will also be like adding wings to a tiger on my path of sword cultivation. It may even play a vital role in my future achievements in the Sword Dao.
At this thought, his gaze toward Lin Feng blazed like fire, and the worship in his expression reached its peak.
At this moment, his loyalty toward Lin Feng shot up like a rocket from ten percent to one hundred percent!
Meanwhile, when Xuanyuan Qingtian saw Lin Feng take out the Flying Immortal Sword, her eyelids twitched slightly, and a trace of surprise appeared on her peerlessly beautiful face.
As someone who had become a Saint through Entering Dao Through Sword, she recognized the origins of the Flying Immortal Sword at a glance and naturally knew its power.
Yet what surprised her was not merely that Lin Feng could produce this sword. Part of her surprise also came from Lin Feng's generosity.
A sword of this level was something that, in most cases, only a sect master was qualified to possess.
Yet Lin Feng had given it to a Handyman Disciple who had only just entered the sect without even blinking.
How could she not be astonished?
This further solidified her initial guess. So that is how it is. The Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect has awakened the memories of his past life and has also obtained a complete inheritance. He is definitely the reincarnation of a Saint-level mighty figure.
At this moment, the way she looked at Lin Feng became complicated, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Lin Feng took in both of their reactions, feeling somewhat pleased inside, though his expression remained as calm as drifting clouds and gentle winds. He looked indifferently at Ye Xuan. "I am in a good mood today, so I will demonstrate a sword technique for you."
The moment his words fell, Lin Feng vanished from where he stood.
In less than a breath, he was already standing thirty meters in the air, his white robes fluttering in the wind as though an exiled immortal overlooking the earth.
At that moment, the Flying Immortal Sword in his hand slowly rose above his head, pointing diagonally toward the void.
The next second, he bent and flicked his wrist, the force of his wrist causing the blade to ripple like waves.
When the rippling arc reached a mysterious resonance, he lightly swung his sword down from above.
Suddenly, the entire space froze, and an aura that made one's hair stand on end appeared from nowhere, as though something extraordinary was about to be born.
Heaven and earth changed color, sand flew and stones rolled, and strange phenomena abruptly appeared.
Almost at the same instant, a Sword Qi dozens of meters long cleaved through the void and descended straight toward the earth.
At that very moment, a sudden change arose.
A second Sword Qi followed close behind.
A third Sword Qi.
A fourth Sword Qi.
A ninth Sword Qi.
As dazzling as a peacock spreading its tail, and like surging waves where each crest drove the next onward, the nine Sword Qi layers stacked atop one another, merging into one in an instant.
Rumble!
After the nine Sword Qi stacked together, they slashed directly onto the earth.
A pitch-black ravine hundreds of meters long suddenly appeared in the ground. Everything in the path of the Sword Qi was reduced to dust.
Very soon, Lin Feng reappeared where he had been, lightly remarking, "At the fifth level of the Qi Gathering Realm, the power of the Nine Heavens Sword Art can only be this much."
Seeing the scene before him, Ye Xuan was utterly dumbfounded. He had considered himself exceptionally talented and immensely powerful, nearly unmatched among his peers.
Especially after hearing Lin Feng's words, he nearly spat blood. He wanted nothing more than to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and never come out again, because he was too ashamed to face anyone...
His so-called outstanding talent and immense strength were not even worth a fart before the Esteemed Sect Master.
At the same realm and roughly the same age, even ten Ye Xuans tied together would not be enough to fill the gap between the Esteemed Sect Master's teeth with one sword strike.
Xuanyuan Qingtian's expression also changed slightly, a rare occurrence.
She had never been weaker than anyone in sword cultivation throughout her life, and had even crushed countless Heavenly Talent Disciples. Yet after seeing Lin Feng's strike, she could say with certainty that she could not accomplish it at the same realm.
At this moment, her expression became complicated as well...
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