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Chapter 939: The Ancient Sword Dragon
Chapter 939: The Ancient Sword Dragon
After several dozen breaths, the giant sword flew into one of the myriad-foot-tall sword peaks.
The interior of the sword peak was a wondrous realm, incredibly vast as if it formed a small independent world.
The four of them landed on a mountainside, and the giant sword flying boat instantly shrunk countless times, flying into Jian Huanzhen's sleeves.
"Mo Shizi, please arrange a place of rest for Shen Ye first."
"Yes!"
Mo Yuanfeng was very observant and sensed that Jian Huanzhen had something private to discuss with Lu Xuan, so he took Shen Ye and left ahead.
Shen Ye naturally did not dare to have any objections, nor did he feel dissatisfied or jealous because Lu Xuan was valued by the Sword Master Huanzhen.
After meeting Lu Xuan again, he had already recognized the gap between them and accepted it calmly.
"Lu Shizi, out of my personal affection, I took you into the Huanzhen Sword Peak. I should make proper arrangements for your future cultivation path."
"There are now two choices. One is to become my disciple, and I will teach you the essence of my sword path."
"The second is to continue addressing each other as uncle-nephew, but you will belong to Huanzhen Sword Peak. Mo Shizi, as the true heir of the Sword Sect, is already in this position."
"Given my understanding of you, Shizi, the second option may actually suit you better."
"You are already at the late stage of the Golden Core realm, with abundant longevity. After entering the Sword Sect, with your skills in spirit herbs and spirit brews, you will surely receive a large amount of resources, and it is highly likely that you will advance to the Nascent Soul realm."
"At that time, we will naturally address each other as fellow disciples."
"Also, Shizi, you seem to be accustomed to freedom and dislike restraints. Becoming my disciple may actually be a burden for you."
Having spent some time with Lu Xuan, Jian Huanzhen had come to understand his temperament well and thus did not force him to become his disciple.
Lu Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Master. Indeed, I am used to being carefree and find solitude more comfortable."
"Moreover, my talent is at best only considered above average, and I am truly unworthy of the title of the Sword Master's disciple."
A hint of apology appeared on Lu Xuan's face.
"It doesn't matter, as long as Shizi belongs to Huanzhen Sword Peak."
Jian Huanzhen waved his hand, having expected Lu Xuan's choice.
"By the way, when we return to the sect, I also want to take you to visit an elderly senior."
Before his words faded, a silver-white sword light shot out from behind them, wrapping around the two and bringing them to a space filled with boundless sword energy.
Floating in the space was a pure white stone pillar, and coiled around it was a divine and peculiar flood dragon that seemed to be asleep.
From a distance, the flood dragon's body emanated a soft glow, and countless slender sword blades grew from within its body like hair. Two long silver-white whiskers drifted from its head, stirring up waves of sword intent wherever they went.
"Uncle Master, what is that?"
Lu Xuan's voice was soft, afraid of disturbing the divine flood dragon in front of him.
"Don't be afraid. This is the Ancient Sword Dragon of Huanzhen Sword Peak. It is the Sword Spirit of the first generation Huanzhen Sword Master, and it will not harm any disciple of the Sword Peak."
"You may even gain a great opportunity from it. The two flying swords on my back gained a bit of sentience from the Ancient Sword Dragon, allowing me to refine them into middle-grade flying sword artifacts."
Jian Huanzhen explained slowly.
Hearing this, Lu Xuan felt much more relaxed.
"The reason I brought you here is for you to meet it."
"Of course, there is also another matter I need to entrust to you."
"The Ancient Sword Dragon loves all kinds of sword energy treasures. If you have the time, you can come here often to feed it some Huanzhen Sword Liquid."
As Jian Huanzhen spoke, he took out a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid brewed by Lu Xuan from his storage bag and presented it to the divine flood dragon in the distance.
"What treasure have you brought for Old Long, Jian Huanzhen?"
The divine and peculiar flood dragon seemed to sense the subtle sword intent within the Silver-Grey Spirit Liquid, waking up and sniffing gently with its nose.
"Senior Sword Flood Dragon, here's a bottle of Huanzhen Sword Liquid. It tastes much better than what you've had before. Why don't you give it a try?"
Jian Huanzhen and Lu Xuan approached the stone pillar and called out loudly.
"Junior Lu Xuan, I pay my respects to Senior."
Lu Xuan bowed respectfully, showing no negligence just because the other party was merely a sword spirit.
After all, he had obtained countless treasures from the previous treasure spirit.
The Sword Flood Dragon casually swept its gaze over Lu Xuan, as if layers of sword intent were brushing past him.
Lu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, and he became even more courteous.
However, the Sword Flood Dragon's attention was now completely captured by the Huanzhen Sword Liquid. It opened its mouth and sucked, causing the entire bottle of silver-grey spirit liquid to rush into its mouth.
"Now this is flavor!"
The old Sword Flood Dragon smacked its giant jaws, marveling.
Its voice was sharp, causing a slight stinging sensation in the ears.
"It's been so long since I last tasted such authentic Huanzhen Sword Liquid. I wonder how many years it has been?"
The Sword Flood Dragon reminisced.
"Hahaha, Senior Old Sword Flood Dragon, if you wish to frequently indulge in this Huanzhen Sword Liquid, you can look for this disciple of the Sword Peak."
"However, it's not easy to brew such high-quality Huanzhen Sword Liquid. You shouldn't just enjoy it without giving anything in return."
Jian Huanzhen laughed heartily and pushed Lu Xuan forward.
"Good, Lu Xuan, is it? Remember to bring more Huanzhen Sword Liquid next time."
A hint of approval flashed in the old Sword Flood Dragon's eyes as it looked at Lu Xuan.
"Yes, I will definitely bring the best quality Huanzhen Sword Liquid for Senior!"
Lu Xuan immediately assured.
He understood that Jian Huanzhen had brought him here specifically to give him an opportunity to befriend this mysterious old Sword Flood Dragon. It was considered a gift for joining the Huanzhen Sword Peak, and he felt grateful for it.
A flash of sword light brought the two of them back to a spacious hall.
"Old Sword Flood Dragon has been in the Huanzhen Sword Peak for tens of thousands of years. Due to its karmic entanglement with the first generation Huanzhen Sword Master, it has remained in the depths of the Sword Peak."
"In the past, there used to be quite a few bottles of the sixth-generation Sword Master's Huanzhen Sword Liquid in the Sword Peak. Unfortunately, after his fall, very few Sword Sect disciples could brew superior quality sword liquid, so that old Sword Flood Dragon has always been quite nostalgic."
"Now, with Junior Lu here, we don't have to worry about that anymore."
"I will teach you the method to enter this place later, so you can come and visit often. Who knows, it might bring you an unexpected opportunity."
Jian Huanzhen instructed Lu Xuan.
"Thank you for the reminder, Senior. Lu Xuan will keep it in mind," Lu Xuan sincerely bowed.
"Alright, I will give you more detailed information about the Sword Peak later."
"I will summon the Nascent Soul True Lords within the Sword Peak and have them witness as we officially induct you into the Huanzhen Sword Peak."
"It's easy to find cultivation geniuses, but logistical geniuses are hard to come by. With you, a logistical genius who has reached the pinnacle in spirit herbs, spirit brews, and talismans, our Huanzhen Sword Peak can finally stop being at the bottom of the comprehensive assessment of the Sword Sect!"
Jian Huanzhen laughed heartily, a hint of pride detectable in his voice.
Subsequently, a tiny flood dragon flew out from his dual silver-white swords. The tiny flood dragon shimmered in the air and transformed into seven or eight illusory flood dragons, each riding a sword light that shot out in different directions.
(End of Chapter)
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