"This is what you said, don't go back on it!"

Seeing his master taking the initiative to enter his trap, Lu Qingchen immediately became energetic.

"Of course you won't regret it as a teacher, provided you can come up with something more precious than the Holy Realm Kung Fu."

Han Meng's beautiful eyes stared at Lu Qingchen fiercely. She wanted to see how her apprentice would explain next.

"Wait, what if you can't get it out?"

Han Meng's eyes narrowed and he almost forgot about this. He couldn't do a loss-making business.

Since she would be punished if she lost, of course Lu Qingchen couldn't live without her.

"Hahahaha... If I can't get it out, I'll let you do whatever you want!"

When Lu Qingchen heard that his master still wanted to win, he couldn't help laughing.

He is really good and fun-loving.

"That's what you said!"

Han Meng glanced at his apprentice, and a hint of pride flashed through his heart.

You must know that the six holy weapons and exercises that Lu Qingchen obtained from the secret realm have been handed over to the academy. The remaining things are at most some training resources.

Even if he secretly hid a sacred weapon, he still wouldn't be able to win this small bet.

Moreover, what Han Meng himself said just now was that he had to bring out something more precious than the holy weapon, and the holy weapon could not be counted.

This can be considered a small word game.

As for things above the Saint level, even Han Meng himself has never seen them in so many years.

What's more, what about Lu Qingchen?

After all, Murong Qingqing, Yu Shan and the others only got one or two sacred weapons and techniques in the secret realm.

No matter how well Lu Qingchen performs, he can only get a few more holy weapons, right?

As for something more precious than the Saint level, it is absolutely impossible.

"whee."

Thinking of this, Han Meng covered her red lips and couldn't help laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

Lu Qingchen asked with a strange look on his face when he saw his master suddenly giggled.

Could it be that the weather was too cold and Master's head was frozen?

This won't work. I'll have to find an opportunity to roast her with the Golden Crow Divine Fire later.

"Ah... nowhere!"

Hearing Lu Qingchen's voice, Han Meng woke up instantly.

At this moment, she shook her head in denial, refusing to admit that the laughter just now was caused by herself.

"Ahem, didn't you say that you can come up with something more precious than the Holy Realm Kung Fu? Come out and let me open my eyes."

Han Meng coughed and looked at Lu Qingchen with a smile, trying to change the topic.

"Okay."

Seeing Han Meng smiling so brightly, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but feel silent condolences for her in advance.

"call out--"

The storage ring in Lu Qingchen's hand flickered, and a dark rectangular sword box appeared in his hand.

"Xiao Chen, is this sword box something you said is more precious than the holy realm skills?"

Han Meng looked at the dark rectangular sword box and asked with some doubts.

Because she couldn't feel any breath from this dark sword box, and it was obviously not even a spiritual weapon.

It can only be regarded as an ordinary sword box.

"Of course not. The thing I mentioned is inside the sword box. Let's open it and take a look."

Lu Qingchen shook his head and motioned to Han Meng to open it himself.

"call--"

Han Meng looked at Lu Qingchen's serious expression, took a deep breath, and took the sword box from his hand.

"Crunch——"

Han Meng slowly opened the sword box, and a faint dark blue light bloomed out.

An extremely dazzling long sword lay quietly in the sword box, emitting a dark blue light.

If you look carefully, you will find that this long sword is composed of ice blue and black.

The length of this sword is about three feet and three inches. The blade is made of an extremely dazzling ice blue material, with an ice phoenix pattern hovering on it.

Different from the sword body, the entire hilt is only an ultimate black color, which is as unbearable as a black hole. Other than that, there are no other decorations.

The width of this sword is only about two-thirds of that of an ordinary long sword. Compared with Lu Qingchen's Ancient Sky-Slaying Sword, this long sword is much smaller.

The blade of the sword was extremely sharp, reflecting an icy cold light under the moonlight, which was as white and dazzling as autumn frost.

This is obviously a long sword suitable for women.

"This sword is so beautiful..."

Han Meng's ice-blue eyes revealed a moving brilliance. At this moment, her eyes were blazing, and she was staring at the long sword with great excitement.

"It's really beautiful. Compared with the ancient sword of killing the sky, the appearance of this long sword is just like the bright moon in the sky..."

Hearing his master say this, Lu Qingchen couldn't help but smacked his lips.

"Xiao Chen, is this the treasure you said is more precious than the Holy Realm Kung Fu?"

Han Meng's eyes shone brightly, and she looked at Lu Qingchen expectantly.

"That's right, Master, do you want to try this long sword to see if it suits you?"

Lu Qingchen looked at his master's excited expression and spoke softly.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Han Meng responded in surprise, gently picked up the long sword and began to dance under the moonlight.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect Master to have such a good figure..."

Lu Qingchen sat on a bluestone, looking at Han Meng who was dancing with his sword, and couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

"How about Master, is it still suitable for me?"

Seeing Han Meng finish performing a set of sword skills, Lu Qingchen stood up hurriedly and asked.

"It's quite suitable, but..."

"Just what?"

When Lu Qingchen heard what his master said, he quickly asked.

"It's just that this sword doesn't seem to be a spiritual weapon. Although it looks good, it has no power."

Han Meng stared into Lu Qingchen's eyes and said seriously.

"..."

When Lu Qingchen saw Han Meng say this, the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

This was the first time he heard someone say that the Heavenly Artifact had no power.

"You haven't recognized your master, so of course you have no power..."

Seeing Han Meng's regretful expression, Lu Qingchen said with a black line.

"Ah...then what should I do? Do I shed my blood to recognize my master?"

"Stop, stop, stop, there is no need to shed blood to identify the master. You can try pouring your own laws into this long sword."

Seeing Han Meng was about to cut his finger, Lu Qingchen hurriedly spoke to stop him.

"Um."

Han Meng hummed softly, and then began to inject his own laws into the long sword.

The dark law mixed with ice blue gradually poured into the long sword from Han Meng's body.

Under Lu Qingchen's gaze, the blade of the long sword trembled slightly.

"There's a show!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lu Qingchen's eyes lit up, showing a hint of surprise.

Time passed slowly, and with the continuous consumption of his own laws, Han Meng's pretty face began to turn pale.

"Master, hold on!"
Chapter completed!