He Qinglang never imagined that he would see such a sword manual in Azure Wave City.
If he weren't a sword cultivator, he probably would have already uncontrollably become immersed in it.
Even so, he was still greatly shocked and completely astonished.
This is incredible...
If the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect were to miss out on such a sword manual and Cultivation Method, not only him, but everyone would absolutely regret it for the rest of their lives!
Therefore, he disregarded everything else and spoke without hesitation.
"It's not just Spirit Stone. If anyone wants to comprehend the Sword Scripture in the future, they must pay a certain amount of sect contribution. For every person who comprehends the Sword Scripture, a portion of their sect contribution will be transferred to you, Fellow Daoist Lin."
"In addition..."
He pondered, a hint of determination in his eyes.
"In addition, the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect will also pay Fellow Daoist Lin an extra million sect contribution points!"
A million contribution points is indeed a lot.
The Bikong beside him was filled with shock, its eyes wide with disbelief, and it almost blurted out the words.
You should know...
After all these years of managing the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect, his contribution points, even after adding and subtracting, amounted to only a million.
And Lin Xuan can get a million contribution points just by joining?
This is also...
That's an incredibly generous offer!
He knew that sword manual was amazing, but was it really worth it?
Contribution value...
Those are treasures that can be freely selected from the sect's treasury. As long as you have contribution points and can afford it, there's almost nothing you can't exchange for.
Amidst the shocked gazes of those around him, He Qinglang knew all too well that the benefits he had promised were far too great.
But so what?
Sword Domain, Saint Realm, Rogue Cultivator!
If all that's required to keep such people firmly on the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect's ship is these things, then it's all worth it!
His eyes revealed a resolute determination, and then he looked at the Bikong, pondered for a moment, and spoke.
" Bikong, this time, you have found such a sword manual and befriended Fellow Daoist Lin, which is a meritorious act. I will give you back every single Spirit Stone you paid for this sword manual, and I hereby grant you the special privilege of studying this sword manual unconditionally in the future."
Upon hearing this, a look of surprise immediately appeared on Bikong's face.
For him, spending Spirit Stone to auction off this sword manual was quite painful.
In fact, he didn't even have that much money on hand.
A large portion of the money was borrowed from his close friends, specifically the owner of the Twelve-Story Pavilion.
If I could get my share of the Spirit Stone back, that would be wonderful.
He was overjoyed.
"Thank you, senior brother."
He Qinglang was his senior brother in the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. However, after he became the city lord of Azure Wave City, the label of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect on him faded a lot, and everyone who saw him addressed him as the city lord.
Upon hearing this, He Qinglang didn't mind the issue of address and casually waved his hand.
He looked at Lin Xuan expectantly.
Lin Xuan, naturally, lived up to expectations and nodded.
"Can."
Either way, it's just delivering benefits to him, and he won't lose anything.
Moreover, just by looking at Bikong and He Qinglang, he could roughly tell that, aside from anything else, the peaks where these two resided must be populated by intelligent people. Otherwise, it would be impossible for He Qinglang to have such great power when he was sent out to serve as the city lord.
He didn't care about the current situation of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect. The only thing he needed to care about was whether the sect was peaceful and whether it would bring him unnecessary trouble.
Now it seems that everything should be fine.
In the future, he would no longer feel like a rootless duckweed, having to subdue Demon Beast even to travel.
Moreover...
With status and position, he can do more things.
Fang Household.
Fang Yun'er had no idea that her master had already become an elder of the Cinnabar Cloud Sword Sect.
However, she was in a good mood.
Fang Linlin and Fang Yu are both girls with good personalities.
Despite their different personalities, and Fang Yun'er's inability to speak, the three of them quickly became good friends.
And not long after they had rested, the Fang Household's grand competition finally began amidst great anticipation.
"Call..."
Below the long white jade staircase stood a group of Fang Household disciples.
Fang Yun'er, Fang Linlin, and others were also among them.
However, those from Black Robe Lane were squeezed into the very corner.
They didn't seem to care much about it, but both Fang Linlin and Fang Yun'er were extremely nervous, their faces showing an indescribable tension, and they couldn't help but take deep breaths.
Fang Linlin kept muttering to herself.
"I'm so nervous, so nervous, so nervous..."
"My God, why is there even a part like this? For people like us who aren't very talented, isn't this like being publicly tortured?"
"Damn it! Why don't the direct descendants have to take the test! How hateful! Why am I considered a collateral branch!"
"Ahhhh, I'm so nervous! Help! Could the spirit-testing Spirit Stone suddenly break?"
"Shut up." From the side, Fang Yu, unable to bear it any longer, reached out and grabbed Fang Linlin's mouth, squeezing her like a little duck. He watched Fang Linlin whimper expressionlessly, then rolled his eyes helplessly.
"Calm down. No matter what, this is just the beginning."
Fang Linlin pouted, looking aggrieved.
"How can I calm down? Ugh!"
Even so, she stopped nagging and instead comforted Fang Yun'er beside her.
" Yun'er, don't worry too much, I'm here with you."
Although Fang Yun'er was also nervous, she was no longer as desperate as she had been at the beginning.
She forced a smile, repeatedly telling herself, 'Don't be afraid, you have a master now, you have confidence.' Then, she took a deep breath and nodded to Fang Linlin.
After a crisp, clear ringing sound, everyone instinctively looked up.
Although Fang Yu kept reassuring them not to worry too much, at this moment, a hint of seriousness appeared in her eyes.
On the platform was a white jade wall for measuring spiritual energy.
There are nine Divine Mark in total.
If a member of the Fang Household can make three lights up, they are considered qualified; four lights up is excellent; and five lights up, of course, makes them a genius...
And so on.
The more Divine Mark that light up, the stronger the person's talent.
As for the Six Paths Divine Mark, there are only five people in the entire younger generation of the Fang Household —and all of them are from the main lineage. When they first showed their talent, regardless of whether they were from the main lineage before, they directly became members of the main lineage and were brought into the clan's territory to receive the best training.
Not to mention the Seven Paths.
It's not that there aren't any.
But that's basically just a legend now.
Currently, the Fang Household only has one ancestor who once lit up seven demigod Divine Mark; apart from that, there are no others.
But if we count downwards...
It can be said that those with fewer than three Divine Mark will not even qualify to participate in the competition.
The Fang Household doesn't tolerate idlers!
Fang Yun'er's eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at the number plate in her hand.
Number 119...
There were 118 people before her.
She slowly clenched her palms, praying from the bottom of her heart.
She had no other desires but that her talent would illuminate three lines, so that her master could see that his recent teaching efforts had not been wasted...