Ghost-Slaying True Art, Myriad Sword Art! Yun Shan's Scheme!

Dragon Slaying Sword: Originating from [Zhu Xian], it is one of the top-tier divine weapons of the Qingyun Sect. Once refined, it grants the inheritance of the Ghost-Slaying True Art and the Myriad Sword Art.

Looking at the information regarding the Dragon Slaying Sword before him, Ye Yun was somewhat surprised.

This Dragon Slaying Sword was one of the few great divine weapons of the Qingyun Sect in Zhu Xian, possessing astonishing power.

The original work mentioned that the Dragon Slaying Sword was forged from ten-thousand-year-old gold crystals harvested from the Southern Border, taking six years to complete. On the day the sword was forged, the heavens thundered and rain fell like dragon blood, hence the name Dragon Slaying.

What pleasantly surprised Ye Yun was that this Dragon Slaying Sword also came with the Ghost-Slaying True Art and the Myriad Sword Art.

It seems the system had factored in the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from the Heavenly Sword, triggering a ten-thousand-fold critical hit for the entire set.

Ye Yun couldn't help but give the system a thumbs-up in his heart once again.

In this day and age, with so many transmigrators, it was rare to encounter such an honest system.

Ye Yun decided in his heart that he would never curse this damn system again.

The grudge from when it first sent him to the wilderness and a mass grave would be wiped clean from this moment on.

The Dragon Slaying Sword Art was, like the Divine Sword Lightning Control True Art, one of the four great guardian sword arts of the Qingyun Sect.

Looking at the imposing Dragon Slaying Sword before him, Ye Yun felt a sense of joy rise within him.

When paired with the Ghost-Slaying True Art, this Dragon Slaying Sword was peerlessly domineering; in terms of sheer coolness, it was in no way inferior to the Divine Sword Lightning Control True Art.

After all, the Ghost-Slaying True Art was the unique, single-lineage sword art of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and its power was immense.

In the original work, Wan Jianyi relied on the Dragon Slaying Sword, using offense as defense, to sweep through the Demon Realm and look down upon the world.

The Myriad Sword Art was equally extraordinary, as it was a powerful sword art created by Wan Jianyi himself.

Wan Jianyi was a peerless genius rarely seen in the Qingyun Sect in a thousand years, possessing unparalleled talent. The Myriad Sword Art he created was, in terms of power, not the least bit weaker than the four great guardian sword arts of the Qingyun Sect.

After these details flashed through his mind, a look of anticipation appeared on Ye Yun's face as he ordered the system: "System, refine the Dragon Slaying Sword."

As soon as Ye Yun's words fell, wisps of blood energy suddenly rose from his body, eventually condensing into a single drop of scarlet blood.

Upon appearing, this drop of blood seemed to have been summoned, falling directly onto the Dragon Slaying Sword in Ye Yun's hand.

In an instant, a scarlet light bloomed from the Dragon Slaying Sword, soul-stirring and captivating.

Under Ye Yun's gaze, the drop of blood transformed into a blood-red mark, slowly drilling into the body of the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Hum, hum, hum!

At this moment, the Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, the blade trembling slightly like a dragon's roar, shaking one's very soul.

A moment later, after the blood-red mark had completely vanished, the Dragon Slaying Sword ceased its trembling and returned to calm.

But at this moment, a strange feeling arose in Ye Yun's heart; he felt as if he were connected to the Dragon Slaying Sword, their minds in perfect harmony.

Was the refinement a success?

Curiosity appeared in Ye Yun's eyes, though his face looked slightly pale.

That drop of blood from earlier was his own essence blood, so naturally, it had taken a toll on him.

Ye Yun stroked the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, unable to put it down.

Almost every otaku in the world harbors a chuunibyou dream in their heart.

Ye Yun was naturally no exception.

When reading intense xianxia novels, whenever he encountered moments of frustration or anger, Ye Yun would wish he could transform into the protagonist.

To wield a three-foot blade and settle the grievances in his heart!

Ye Yun remembered that when he was reading Perfect World, seeing the adorable Little One have his Supreme Bone dug out alive by that wicked woman, he had been so angry he nearly smashed his phone.

Later, in a fit of rage, Ye Yun wrote a fanfiction of Perfect World, inserting himself into the story and slaughtering the entire Yu Clan just to vent his anger for Little One. (This is a personal experience of the author; this paragraph can be ignored, doge head for self-preservation.)

Just as Ye Yun was stroking the Dragon Slaying Sword, the blade suddenly emitted a sword hum like a dragon's roar, and before Ye Yun could react, a beam of sword light drilled directly into his mind.

As Ye Yun was struck with surprise, a massive amount of information, mixed with sharp sword intent, suddenly surged into his consciousness.

Having already received several inheritances over the past two days, Ye Yun was extremely familiar with this process and quickly calmed down, immersing himself in the information within his mind.

"The vast heaven and earth, righteousness endures; not for the sake of slaying immortals, but to slay ghosts and gods..."

"One gives birth to two, two to three, and three to all things; all things in heaven and earth can be swords..."

In Ye Yun's mind, the voice of a man seemed to ring out, deeply etched into the depths of his soul.

Within the Misty Cloud Sect, the main hall of the peak.

Gu He had parted ways with Yun Yun and the others at the mountain gate.

At this moment, inside the hall, there were only Yun Shan, Yun Yun, and Nalan Yanran.

Yun Yun sat on a chair, placing the Peerless Sword across her slender thighs, examining it closely.

Nalan Yanran held Captain America's Shield in her left hand and the golden Desert Eagle in her right, a look of eagerness on her face.

It seemed she wanted to test whether the shield's defense was stronger or if the power of the Desert Eagle was greater.

Yun Shan sat at the head seat, his gaze occasionally falling on his beloved disciple, a strange glint flashing in his eyes as he plotted something unknown.

After a long while, Yun Shan looked at Yun Yun and finally spoke, "Yun'er, what do you think of this Boss Ye?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Yun shifted her gaze from the Peerless Sword on her lap, raised her head, and a hint of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes. She then said very seriously, "This young Boss Ye is very mysterious, unfathomable."

Yun Shan nodded, "Your master thinks the same."

"Such a powerful individual has appeared at our Misty Cloud Sect, so we must try our best to win him over. If we succeed, perhaps our Misty Cloud Sect can ascend to the heavens in the future," Yun Shan said very solemnly, glancing at Yun Yun.

Yun Yun nodded in agreement, then frowned, "But how can we win over such a powerful individual?"

In Yun Yun's opinion, Ye Yun possessed immense strength and countless treasures.

With the Misty Cloud Sect's current power, the other party might not even care, so how could they possibly win him over?

Yun Shan's mind recalled the way Ye Yun looked at Yun Yun today, a strange smile appearing on his lips. He looked at Yun Yun meaningfully, "Yun'er, as the Sect Master of the Misty Cloud Sect, the task of winning over Boss Ye falls squarely on your shoulders."

"Whether the Misty Cloud Sect can regain its former glory depends on you."

Hearing this, Yun Yun's expression also turned serious. She had grown up in the Misty Cloud Sect and was filled with affection for it, vowing to make the sect flourish.

At this moment, hearing her teacher speak like this, her heart was filled with an even greater sense of mission.

But how exactly should she win over this Boss Ye?

Yun Yun pondered with a frown but could not find a way. Helpless, Yun Yun could only look at Yun Shan and say softly, "Please guide me, teacher."