The Ancestral Demon Sword

"This is freaking possible!?"

Everyone stared in stunned disbelief. They never expected "ancestral inheritance" could be interpreted this way.

"Amitabha!"

Master San Nong pressed his palms together and couldn't help sighing. "There's a reason the Qin Family ultimately came to rule the world. Their methods really are unexpected."

"Mm!"

Mu Xiu and Ren Huan nodded in agreement, also stunned by this outrageous maneuver.

Who could have imagined that stolen goods, which had once been kept hidden from sight, could become ancestral property in just a few seconds? Everyone couldn't help thinking, What the hell?

Just then—

The Demon Sword passed from the Ten Ancestors' hands into Qin Jian's.

"Grandson!"

Qin Jian said solemnly, "This is the ancestral sword of our Qin Family. Today, your grandfather passes it on to you. May you sweep across the four directions and bring peace to the world."

"Your grandson will remember your teachings, Grandpa!"

Qin Feng accepted the ancestral Demon Sword and said earnestly, "I will never forget our Qin Family's ancestral motto: As Heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement; as Earth is broad and receptive, a gentleman should embrace all things with great virtue."

"Uh..."

Qin Hao stared, dumbfounded.

He'd thought the whole family favored his older brother. Who knew he was the one who didn't fit in?

Rumble!

A series of rumbles suddenly rolled across the sky, and Wenqu Star shone brighter, as if it had earned the recognition of Heaven and Earth.

"Heaven and Earth are resonating!"

The entire crowd erupted.

They'd thought Qin Feng passing off the sword as ancestral property on the spot was outrageous enough. Who could have guessed he'd even trigger a resonance between Heaven and Earth, instantly giving the unreasonable a reasonable explanation?

"A Literary Cultivator!"

Qin Jian was overjoyed.