The Sect Master Is Our Role Model

"Of course, and anytime you want."

The Sword Spirit, surprisingly, wasn't angry this time. Instead, its tone was cheerful. "It's just that I have to remind you, it has already recognized you as its master. The only way to give it up is to slit your own throat."

"As long as you die, it will naturally sever its connection with you and automatically return to this Xuanyuan Tomb, waiting for the next master."

The more Lin Feng listened, the more his expression soured. In the end, he could only force a smile and say, "Then I'll reluctantly accept it..."

"What did you say?" A bone-chilling voice suddenly echoed, making the entire space feel like it had fallen into an ice cave. "Say that again, I dare you?"

"I..." Feeling his body instantly stiffen, Lin Feng was momentarily bewildered. He hadn't offended her, so why was she suddenly throwing a tantrum? He mumbled, "It's just four words, 'reluctantly accept,' is it really that serious..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish mumbling, Lin Feng saw a flash of golden light shoot towards him. Then, he found himself flying through the air. Before he could even react, he felt a sharp pain in his backside.

"Try saying 'reluctantly accept' to me one more time?!"

Before the words even fell, another golden light appeared in the void, condensing into a solid form and aiming at Lin Feng. "Explain to me clearly, where are you being reluctant? When did I ever make you reluctant?"

"No, no, no... not reluctant, absolutely not reluctant! I'm very happy!" Lin Feng, unable to move, changed his expression drastically and repeatedly offered a conciliatory smile. "Senior Sword Spirit, my mind was a bit foggy just now, I was talking nonsense. What I truly meant is that our Senior Sword Spirit is definitely as beautiful as the heavens, eclipsing all creation, and so kind that even saints would be ashamed and want to burrow into the ground..."

"Shut up, you smooth-talking scoundrel, you're not a good person!" The Sword Spirit, hidden in the void, reprimanded him. She shot Lin Feng a glance, a blush appearing on her jade-like fair face. She then mumbled softly, "In the end, it's still..."

Lin Feng didn't hear her mumbled words. He touched his sweat-soaked forehead and thought to himself, 'This is clearly like finding a living ancestor to serve!'

Fortunately, after a round of flattery, the Sword Spirit stopped speaking. Lin Feng secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he now understood that this mysterious Sword Spirit not only had unfathomable strength but also a volatile personality, prone to unpredictable moods. She was a complete paradox.

Even now, Lin Feng was still completely clueless as to how he had offended her to make her so angry.

But he had already made up his mind. From now on, he would absolutely not provoke this woman. Whatever she said, he would agree. Even if she claimed the sun rose from the west, Lin Feng would give her a thumbs-up.

At this moment, the Sword Spirit suddenly said, "It's time to leave the Xuanyuan Tomb."

"Leave?" Lin Feng instinctively glanced around. He noticed that the entire plaza was gone. A jolt went through him. "Right, right, let's leave quickly."

The Sword Spirit said, "What's the rush? Truly timid as a mouse."

Lin Feng: "..."

The Sword Spirit continued, "Since you've become the master of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, there are some things you should know."

Her tone became serious. "You must remember, the true power of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword can only be unleashed by relying on the sword techniques it carries. There are nine forms in total, known as the Chaos Nine Forms."

"The Chaos Nine Forms, each form possesses incredibly domineering power. Unless it's absolutely necessary, never use them lightly."

"The condition for using the Xuanyuan Nine Forms is sufficient corresponding energy. Otherwise, you will be in mortal danger from the backlash."

"Energy is not just the spiritual energy you know of, but also includes many other things."

"Now, I will pass on the cultivation methods for these nine forms to you."

With that, a golden light appeared out of thin air and then shot into Lin Feng's forehead with a whoosh.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng felt a roar in his mind. The cultivation methods for the Chaos Nine Forms had completely integrated into his consciousness. With just a thought, they would become clear.

The Sword Spirit said, "Go!"

As soon as she spoke, a golden gate appeared out of thin air. Before Lin Feng could react, he was struck by a golden torrent and sent flying into the golden gate like a kite with a broken string.

Meanwhile, on Xuanyuan Peak in the Divine Sword Sect.

Xuanyuan Qingtian gazed into the void, her aura steadily climbing. Her expression was solemn, laced with a chilling killing intent.

In the void, the vortex formed by the lightning clouds grew larger and larger, swallowing more and more lightning.

The destructive aura became increasingly unsettling.

On the distant side peak, where the handyman disciples resided, Ye Jingyun and Ye Xuan felt their scalps tingle.

Just then, the rapidly rotating giant vortex abruptly stopped. For a moment, the entire world became eerily quiet, and an extremely oppressive aura rapidly spread.

Rumble—

Thunder instantly tore through the silence. The ground shook, the sky trembled, and all things quivered.

Crack—

A bolt of golden lightning, as thick as a water bucket, suddenly shot out from the giant vortex. It roared like a ferocious dragon baring its fangs and claws, lunging towards Xuanyuan Qingtian.

Fast, so fast it defied time and space.

So fast that it caught everyone off guard, striking the top of Xuanyuan Qingtian's head in less than a breath.

At this moment, Ye Jingyun and Ye Xuan on the side peak felt their hearts tremble violently, watching helplessly as Xuanyuan Qingtian was about to be struck by the lightning.

Just then.

Xuanyuan Qingtian narrowed her phoenix-like eyes. She instantly formed a sword seal with her left hand and waved her right hand, a golden Sword Qi appearing.

Whoosh!

A rift tore open in the void!

The golden Sword Qi directly struck the evil dragon's lightning, shredding it with overwhelming force as it slashed towards the lightning vortex in the void.

In an instant.

As if enraged, the lightning vortex unleashed another bolt, this one with even greater momentum than before, whistling as it lunged at the golden Sword Qi.

Rumble—

The Sword Qi shattered, the lightning disintegrated, and a terrifying shockwave of air erupted outwards.

At this moment, Ye Jingyun and Ye Xuan on the side peak stared in disbelief, both raising their hands to rub their eyes.

"This senior is simply inhuman. They shattered two lightning bolts by condensing Qi into a sword, and remained so calm and composed."

"That was a Lightning Tribulation, the bane of souls! How did senior manage it?"

"It must be that the Sect Master bestowed some incredible treasure upon them, it has to be!"

"In the end, it's still the Sect Master who's amazing, a true role model for us all."

Ye Xuan murmured.

"Who is this woman? To withstand the Lightning Tribulation without even a weapon is truly inconceivable!"

"But it's not impossible. After all, the Sect Master is incredibly powerful; a casual pointer from them would be enough to contend with the Lightning Tribulation."

"Alas, the Sect Master is too formidable. I fear I will never be able to catch up even if I try my entire life!"

Ye Jingyun murmured.

On the other side, on Xuanyuan Peak.

Xuanyuan Qingtian did not relax her focus after shattering the lightning. Instead, her expression grew even more solemn, her icy eyes fixed on the void.

The vortex in the void not only hadn't disappeared but had become even more solidified.

The two seemed to be in a standoff, waiting to see who would reveal a weakness first and deliver a fatal blow.

In the extreme pressure.

She moved!