The Blade Prison Token, Gouyu's Complicated Feelings, the Competition?

Lu Lin paused for a moment.

The Heavenly Demon watched with great interest. A faint smile played at Blood Moon's lips, while Golden God impatiently blinked.

Blade Prison glanced at Three Swords, then looked back at Lu Lin.

Only Three Swords' expression remained unchanged. From beginning to end, he had seemed utterly calm and unruffled.

"I choose Senior Three Swords. From now on, I hope you'll guide me."

"Good."

Three Swords had expected this result. Though pleased, he showed no sign of smugness.

Blade Prison, on the other hand, let out a somewhat helpless sigh.

"Lu Lin, though you chose Three Swords, he won't be able to help much with your cultivation."

"If you ever need anything, you can come to me anytime."

As he spoke, Blade Prison casually tossed out a token.

Lu Lin felt a terrifying blade aura rushing toward him and instinctively tried to dodge.

He thought Blade Prison had failed to recruit him and was now going to kill him.

But before Lu Lin could move, the blade aura suddenly turned gentle and settled slowly in front of him.

Lu Lin steadied himself.

He reached out and caught the blade aura.

It revealed its original form: an ancient, somewhat mottled token.

There were only two large characters on it:

Blade Prison.

If this token were given to someone who hadn't studied Blade Technique in depth, they would probably take it for an ordinary object.

But to Lu Lin, it contained powerful, complex, profound Blade Technique insights—so abstruse they were almost impossible to comprehend.

Lu Lin knew this was Blade Prison's gift to him, and a gesture of goodwill.

Lu Lin had already turned him down clearly and chosen to join the Three Swords Network. Blade Prison had no reason to keep offering him guidance; after all,