RPAGF Chapter 208: The Wanling Sword Recognizes Its Master
Chapter 208: The Wanling Sword Recognizes Its Master
Wan Lingjian secretly groaned in his heart. He originally wanted to show off his strength in front of everyone.
But I never expected that I would kick against an iron plate!
This instantly put him in an extremely embarrassing situation.
If he begged for mercy at this moment, wouldn't he lose all face? But if he continued to be in a stalemate, this little brat would look terrifying.
Changhong Sword, that is the Changhong Sword.
The king of swords, the most powerful sword since the beginning of the world, is like a submissive slave in front of his master.
You know, anyone who can get a sword of this level will be treated like a guest of honor and supplied with fine spiritual energy every day.
But this little brat was really throwing the Changhong Sword around for fun.
It worships the Sword King, and all swords have to show respect to it.
But it was particularly respectful to the little kid in front of it.
"What are you waiting for? Go ahead and pee on it. It's been belittling you and not giving you face. And you're still pampering it? No wonder this guy dares to shit on your head."
Luo Er glanced at Mo Ye and said, "I tell you, my apprentice will not stand this kind of bullshit. It will take me no more than three days to make a sword like this."
Mo Ye shuddered, the Wanling Sword was an ancient treasure, made of extremely precious heaven and earth spiritual iron.
It takes tens of millions of years of tempering to obtain this ancient spiritual sword.
Therefore, they were born as noble as gods.
In the spiritual world, if you can get a magic sword, you must definitely take good care of it.
However, Luo'er didn't give him any face at all!
Wanling Sword was lying on the ground, curled up in the corner like a frightened rabbit, shivering.
As time passed, Wanlingjian felt that the days were passing by like years.
But he seemed to be gambling, betting that the young man next to him would be soft-hearted.
If he was willing to provide it with food, it would reluctantly agree!
"Master, I went over there to pee and then took something to pour on it. This Wanling Sword is a spiritual object, it's quite shy."
Mo Ye looked at Luo Er and secretly glanced at the Wanling Sword.
After all, he is the master's apprentice, so naturally he doesn't want to embarrass his master.
This sword really needs to be dealt with!
The Wanling Sword felt a great sense of alarm in its heart, because it was the Wanling Sword!
Its reputation is second only to the legendary Changhong Sword.
However, at this moment, he was facing such a great humiliation - being poured with urine!
You know, the sword of the gods has always been noble and cannot be defiled.
Once it is contaminated by filth, the consequences will be disastrous.
Not only will the spiritual energy of the whole body be greatly affected, but more seriously.
From now on, he will no longer have a place among the many divine swords, and will never be able to raise his head as a sword.
This kind of shame will accompany you for the rest of your life and become a stain that can never be erased!
"I really know I was wrong, my dear ancestor, please be merciful and let me go!"
"I am so scared that I will never dare to be disrespectful to you again!"
"From now on, I am willing to submit to you and obey all your orders and instructions."
At this moment, the sound emitted by the sword was no longer as arrogant and rude as before, but instead revealed a hint of helplessness and submission.
"Not only that, I am willing to be loyal to you for the rest of my life and serve you wholeheartedly."
"No matter when or where, as long as you give the order, I will carry out the mission without hesitation, just like the loyal Changhong Sword."
Having said this, Shenjian seemed to feel that his status was becoming increasingly low.
But when I thought about how Changhong Sword was so servile and humble in front of this little ancestor.
The feeling of grievance in my heart was slightly alleviated.
"Please beg him! I don't need you to kowtow to me. I have the Changhong Sword and I don't care about you."
Luo Er was upset and looked towards Mo Ye, trying to get him to find a way to subdue the broken sword.
This sword has a history of tens of thousands of years and does have a certain value.
However, a disobedient sword is better off not having it.
Mo Ye stood quietly there, his posture as straight as a pine tree, his eyes staring ahead, as if waiting for some important moment.
His arms were naturally folded across his chest, revealing a sense of confidence and calmness.
At this moment, Mo Ye's heart was full of anticipation and curiosity.
He was eager to know what amazing power the legendary Sword of All Spirits would display.
As time passed, the atmosphere around them became increasingly tense, but Mo Ye remained calm and composed.
Finally, a breeze blew by, bringing a slight chill. Mo Ye's eyes lit up instantly.
At this moment, the Wanling Sword actually came towards him obediently.
As the wind grew stronger, a dazzling light suddenly flashed.
I saw a crystal clear sword exuding a mysterious aura slowly descending from the air and landing in his palm.
Seeing that the Wanling Sword was so well-behaved, Mo Ye dripped a drop of blood on the sword.
In an instant, the sword shone brightly.
Its blade flashed with strange runes, and the hilt was inlaid with dazzling gems. The whole sword exuded a heart-pounding pressure.
Mo Ye stared at the Wanling Sword in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He felt the powerful force contained in this sword. What a good sword, it was truly a good sword!
However, what is more important is the confidence and pride in one's ability to control such a magical weapon.
At this moment, Mo Ye and the Wanling Sword seemed to have a wonderful resonance.
But at this moment, after the defeat at the hands of his master just now, Wanling Sword had long lost his previous arrogance and became as obedient as a puppy beside him.
He suddenly realized that Patriarch Xuanling was the owner of the Changhong Sword.
At this moment, although the child in front of him is only at the Golden Core level, he is the disciple of Patriarch Xuanling.
After this, you will definitely grow up!
Compared with those masters in the late Nascent Soul stage, the glory they can bring to him is greater.
The light emitted by the Wanling Sword was like a bright sun, illuminating the entire mountain range.
Its brilliance is so dazzling that it seems to cover everything in the world.
Many disciples of Wanling Sect witnessed this shocking scene.
Some of the disciples had wounds all over their bodies, their collars stained with blood;
Some had unfortunately died in the mouths of ferocious spirit beasts. Even the masters of the Wanling Sect were exhausted and physically exhausted.
They fought hard with the spirit beast, but were ultimately no match for its powerful force.
"How is this possible? It's unbelievable! With Mo Ye's low level of cultivation, how could he obtain the legendary Wanling Sword?"
Several highly respected and powerful masters looked suspicious and confused.
They racked their brains but could not comprehend the fact that Mo Ye was actually able to obtain the legendary Sword of All Spirits!
This was simply unbelievable and completely beyond their imagination.
"This is impossible!" one of the masters muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.
The other one shook his head and said firmly: "Absolutely impossible! How could that boy have such ability?"
These masters are all top figures in the world of cultivation, and their understanding of the Wanling Sword far exceeds that of ordinary people.
They knew very well what extraordinary talent and strength were needed to obtain this sword.
But in their eyes, Mo Ye obviously did not have such conditions.
However, the reality is right before their eyes, forcing them to face this shocking result.
How did Mo Ye do it?