Drawing the Sword

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

One by one, Holy White Lotuses continuously emerged.

Amidst the crowd of flowers, a sharp glint revealed itself.

Everyone stared intently and discovered it was a Precious Sword, with a Maiden standing upon it.

She wore a Pale Purple-Blue Ancient Style Long Dress, layered with a White Transparent Gauze on the outside, exuding an ethereal and incredibly beautiful aura.

A Pale Purple-Gray Belt gently cinched her waist, accentuating her graceful figure, exquisite curves, and noble elegance to perfection.

Surrounded by White Immortal Light, the Maiden radiated a hazy beauty that defied description, making everyone's hearts flutter with a strong desire to see her true face.

Swish!

The Maiden's figure vanished into the sky.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the Maiden had landed in a relatively open area.

Looking down, they could see the Precious Sword from before was plunged into the already cracked ground.

"I recall the roads of the Ascension Avenue are all constructed from Venerable Tier Stone Material. Even cultivators at the Venerable Realm can't damage it so easily!"

"Indeed, so who is this woman?"

Shātu Demon Sage Zhu Ding was speechless. He hadn't expected this group of people to be so ignorant.

However, cultivators at the Emperor Tier were not someone this group could possibly interact with.

"Master, what is this woman's origin?" Xiao Ting asked curiously.

This disciple's mind is truly sharp!

Zhu Ding explained with a face full of smiles, "She is the Lotus Sword Emperor, renowned throughout the world."

Instantly, everyone present's eyes widened!

"The Lotus Sword Emperor? Could it be the Lotus Sword Emperor ranked tenth on the Great Emperor Ranking and fifth on the Empress Ranking?"

To this astonished exclamation, Zhu Ding confirmed, "That's right!"

Immediately after, he faced Dongfang Xuetong, pointing at Xiao Ting with one finger and said, "Lotus Sword Emperor, why are you only arriving now? This Saint grew impatient waiting and took a disciple with excellent potential."

Dongfang Xuetong swept her gaze over Xiao Ting and immediately understood why Zhu Ding had said that.

Claiming ownership in advance!

However, her goal this time was clear: the disciple she wanted to take had to be someone who could draw her sword.

As for their potential, that was something to be assessed after they drew the sword.

"Within today, anyone who can draw this sword can become this Emperor's Direct Disciple."

A cold and clear, heavenly voice emanated from Dongfang Xuetong.

Many were captivated, unable to extricate themselves.

But even more were lost in their own fantasies.

Becoming the Lotus Sword Emperor's Direct Disciple meant not only a smooth path for future cultivation but also an incredibly powerful background.

Most importantly, such a beauty—just looking at her every day would be a mood booster.

Soon, the first person stepped forward.

It was none other than Liu Chang, who had been teased earlier.

Liu Chang walked step by step, her heart filled with excitement, to the front of the Precious Sword.

As long as she drew this Precious Sword, she would be an Emperor's disciple.

In the future, Xuanzhou City, and even the entire Southern Wilderness Domain, perhaps the entire world, would have no one who could threaten her and the Liu family.

Her Jade-like Slender Hands trembled slightly, but she eventually gripped the Sword Hilt tightly.

She then took a deep breath, mustered all her strength, and pulled upwards.

However, the Precious Sword didn't budge an inch. Instead, Liu Chang's delicate face turned completely red.

Bang!

A visible shockwave erupted.

It repelled Liu Chang's hands and numbed them!

Even so, Liu Chang immediately extended her hands, attempting to draw the sword again.

Yet, an invisible force prevented her from continuing.

"Everyone only gets one chance, understand?"

The cold, domineering voice made Liu Chang's delicate body tremble. At this moment, she could feel immense pressure and a gaze filled with murderous intent.

Liu Chang could only turn and leave, filled with unwillingness.

Half an hour passed, and still, no one could draw the Precious Sword.

Currently, five of the Eight Great Families' Young Clan Leaders from Xuanzhou City had already tried.

Among the remaining three, one was Lin Shan, who had already taken a Master, and the other was Xiao Yao.

And the last one...

"The Ye Family Young Clan Leader, Ye Feng, has arrived!"

This announcement interrupted Xiao Yao's thoughts.

As far as he knew, Ye Feng was the most talented and gifted cultivator among the Young Clan Leaders of the Eight Great Families this generation.

The Shātu Demon Sage, Zhu Ding, glanced over. Ye Feng was wearing White Brocade Robes, was tall and slender, and stood with an imposing posture, exuding an unparalleled aura.

Saint Tier Cultivation Aptitude?

And he even possessed the Primordial Sacred Body?

This...

Zhu Ding was completely stunned!

The Primordial Sacred Body was the strongest bloodline at the Saint tier.

Furthermore, after completing its transformation, the Primordial Sacred Body could advance to the Primordial Emperor Body, holding a significant position among Emperor Tier bloodlines.

Therefore, this Ye Feng had the potential to contend with Wang Teng.

How could the Lotus Sword Emperor be so lucky?

Zhu Ding wanted to interfere but was powerless to do so.

If only he had known, he would have eliminated this Ye Feng directly!

Dongfang Xuetong's narrowed, beautiful eyes opened slightly, clearly surprised that Xuanzhou City still had such talent.

Ye Feng walked straight to the Precious Sword. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes narrowed, and he gripped the Sword Hilt with his large hand, shouting, "Rise for me!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of the Precious Sword vibrating against the ground continued to ring out.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao panicked internally. "This Master at the Emperor Tier is going to be taken by someone else!"

[Beep! Host, I'm not panicking, so why are you?]

"What do you know? Such a grand display, surely this Ye Feng can draw it?" Xiao Yao said.

[Beep! What's the use of a grand display? Do you know what 'smoke without damage' means?]

"You even know 'smoke without damage'?"

Xiao Yao was speechless.

Then he thought, if the System wasn't worried, why should he be?

He calmed down internally, becoming incredibly composed.

Three minutes later, the Precious Sword remained motionless. Ye Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he was exerting all his strength.

"Enough!" Dongfang Xuetong commanded coldly.

She had already realized that Ye Feng was completely unable to draw the Precious Sword.

Ye Feng's hands were pushed away, his eyes filled with disbelief. He insisted, "Great Emperor, please give me one more chance. This time, I will definitely be able to draw the Precious Sword."

"This Emperor said that everyone only gets one chance."

Facing these deathly words, Ye Feng could only wave his hand and turn away dejectedly.

Seeing this, Zhu Ding breathed a sigh of relief.

He had truly feared Ye Feng would draw the Precious Sword just now.

At the same time, an idea popped into his mind: to take Ye Feng as a disciple.

But not now, as it would offend the Lotus Sword Emperor.

"Even Ye Feng couldn't draw the Precious Sword, so who else can?"

"Yeah! It seems no one will become the Lotus Sword Emperor's Direct Disciple!"

Seeing that no one else was stepping forward, Xiao Ting immediately teased, "Brother Xiao Yao, aren't you here to seek a Master? Why don't you give it a try? You won't lose anything anyway."

Xiao Ting wouldn't have said this before, but now that he had taken a Demon Sage as his Master, he had the confidence to mock Xiao Yao.

[Beep! Damn it! How dare you mock the Host.]

[Beep! System mission issued: Draw the Precious Sword! Upon completion, you will receive a reward: 100,000 Low-grade spirit stones.]

Xiao Yao's heart warmed.

He didn't reply and walked directly towards the Precious Sword.

"Huh!"

"This Xiao Yao is going to try and draw the sword?"

"Could it be that he actually wants to take me as his master?"

"With his unranked cultivation potential, and having not even started cultivating yet, what right does he have to attempt Drawing the Sword?"

During this time, he could feel the contempt and mockery in everyone's gazes.

Dongfang Xuetong looked at Xiao Yao and noticed his calm expression, his resolute eyes, and his complete lack of reaction to his surroundings.

Such a firm state of mind!

If he can step onto the path of cultivation, his future is limitless.

Whoosh!

Without any flashy special effects, the Precious Sword was easily drawn out by Xiao Yao.

[Beep! Congratulations to the Host for completing the task of Drawing the Precious Sword, obtaining 100,000 Low-grade spirit stones]

Dongfang Xuetong blinked repeatedly, completely taken aback by the situation.

The surrounding crowd's expressions froze, finding it utterly unbelievable.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Ding was overjoyed and cupped his fists, saying, "Congratulations to the Lotus Sword Emperor on gaining a beloved disciple."

Dongfang Xuetong snapped back to reality, understanding that Zhu Ding's words were a trap, forcing her to accept Xiao Yao as her disciple.

However, she hadn't intended to refuse him; she just couldn't understand why he could draw out the Precious Sword so easily.

According to her assumptions, anyone who could draw out the Precious Sword must possess Emperor Tier cultivation potential.

Therefore, this young man must have something special about him.

"If you are willing to take me as your master, call me Master now!"