After the might of those two swords, Yin Jianting's voice already sounded somewhat weary. It seemed this Ruthless Immortal Sword was some kind of immortal treasure similar to a magic sword, incapable of releasing dozens of Sword Qi in one go. Instead, it had to fire them one sword at a time. After all, possessing such astonishingly swift cutting power made even condensing it extremely difficult, so firing repeatedly was surely impossible.
This reminded me of the sniper rifles from Earth Village. Their attack pattern seemed to work the same way.
And sniper rifles still needed ammunition. But my son did not. Little Tian's hand soon became nimble again. This time, when he pointed at Yin Jianting, he no longer gave up, as though wherever his opponent went, his little hand would follow. Once the master seized him, control naturally came next, while the other Tribulation Transcendence cultivators also took the opportunity to block my path, preparing to buy the Pavilion Master who had obtained the sword some time.
But that Pavilion Master was no Yin Jianting. While he was fiddling with it, I killed three Tribulation Transcendence cultivators in succession and instantly broke into his defensive range. With my long sword pressed against his chest, I gave a grim smile and said, "Ruthless Immortal Sword—let me play with it for a while. I also feel that leaving this sword with you is simply too dangerous."
Everyone was greedy; the only difference was that everyone had their own principles and bottom lines. If others did not seize my things, I would not go so far as to take theirs. But coveting them was unavoidable. After all, who would object to a fine treasure falling into their own hands?
So they had tried to seize my Six Paths Sword and Bloodrage