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Volume 1: The Son of Heaven's Sword Chapter 1, The Ghost Servant Sends the Sword

Yanmen Town, Long Street.

The young man in white is carrying a long sword and a wine flask, and beats the horse like flying.

"It's good to be greedy for a while, and it's always good to be greedy... Give way! It's going to be late!"

The horse caused exclamations all the way, and pedestrians on the street fled in panic.

The tofu stall that had just been set up was trampled over by horse's hooves, and a plate of fresh tofu was smashed to pieces.

"Who doesn't have eyes! My tofu is all broken!"

The plump Tofu Xishi held her waist with both hands and cursed fiercely.

The young man turned his head and said with a smile: "Send it to the Marquis Mansion, and I will have both Ren and Tofu!"

Tofu Xishi spat with a red face, and threw the other plate of tofu in her hand to the ground.

"The Hou Mansion will add two more plates of tofu, and they will be finished at the end of the month!"

It's just a few pieces of tofu. As a Marquis, I never care.

Everyone who lives in Yanmen Town knows that Hanshui Hou Yunque is a real prodigal.

There is an open space in the center of the town, which is filled with people.

A wooden building rises from the ground!

The wooden building has a special name, Jianjian Building.

Every year on the seventh day of July, wooden buildings like this from the Sword Palace will appear in major towns in the Yan Kingdom.

Only by passing the test of the Sword Trial Tower can you have the opportunity to enter the Sword Palace and embark on the path of cultivation that the world longs for.

The status of the Sword Palace is extraordinary and otherworldly. Whenever the Sword Testing Tower is opened, the entire Yan Kingdom is like a grand event.

This day is also called the Sword Trial Meeting.

"Look! Isn't that Chu Xi, the eldest son of the Chu family? I heard that he is extremely talented in swordsmanship and will definitely get a place in the Sword Palace."

"The second young lady of the Han family is here too! She has been given guidance by a famous teacher, so she is very sure this time."

The crowd of onlookers pointed and pointed, becoming more and more lively.

There are a lot of kids from rich families participating in the sword trial this year. Most of them have real talents and have practiced swordsmanship for many years, just to become famous in one battle.

If you fail to succeed on the first try, you will not only lose face, but your state of mind will also be greatly affected, which will be extremely detrimental to your future cultivation.

Of course there are some who don't care.

For example, the young man in white who just arrived.

There was a crash.

The crowd parted automatically, leaving a straight and wide road.

It's not because of the majesty of the Marquis, but because of the fear of contaminating the Yun family's bad luck.

"This is the fifth time. It's obvious that you're not a cultivator, so why are you here to join in the fun?"

"If his father hadn't defended Hanshui City and allowed the Northern Barbarians to wreak havoc, our country of Great Yan wouldn't have lost half of its territory in the north and would have been nicknamed Southern Yan."

"The emperor changed Yanmen Marquis to Hanshui Marquis to make the Yun family remember the humiliation, but he doesn't care and makes trouble all day long, just like a demon king."

"His father Yun Changji is just a coward and a loser. How can he be any better? He is just a little loser born of an old loser... Oops!"

Bang!

The flying wine bottle knocked the scolding guy dizzy, and then he was punched in the head and face, causing blood to flow from his nose and mouth.

Lifting the opponent's neck collar, Yun Que said with a smile:

"You insulted Mr. Hou in the street. This beating is not unjust. Remember next time, you can scold me, but you can't scold my father."

Wiping the blood on his hands, the boy in white crossed the crowd and came to the sword test building.

"Isn't this Mr. Yun Hou, who has been defeated many times? You've come to try your sword again." Chu Xi, the eldest son of the Chu family, said in a strange tone.

His words caused a burst of laughter from the rich kids.

"Marquis Yun must succeed immediately. Don't stumble like in previous years."

"Marquis Yun's indomitable energy is really a hallmark of our generation. Even a loser has to fight hard. I really admire him."

Yun Que was accustomed to the cynicism of rich children, and he hugged his fists with a smile.

"Thank you for your encouragement. I will definitely work hard. When I enter the Sword Palace and become a fellow disciple, I can continue to bully you."

After hearing this, the faces of the rich family members all turned ugly.

No matter how rubbish they are, if they hold the title of Marquis, it is understandable to beat them up in the street, and the government will not pay much attention to them.

Growing up, they were often beaten by Yun Que.

"The time has come, the sword test begins!"

The shout from the Sword Palace envoy was like the roar of a sword.

The rules are simple.

There are sword formations arranged in the sword test building. Whoever can persist in sword energy baptism for three times can pass the assessment.

If you want to resist the sword energy, you must use a sword.

In the sword trial building, the competition is not just about skills, but also about whose sword is better!

The better the sword, the easier it is to withstand the baptism of sword energy.

Stepping into the wooden building, Yun Que took a corner with ease and took off the long sword from his back.

The blade of the sword is sharp, and there is a row of complicated runes engraved on the sword.

"Hey, Marquis Yun actually got a magic weapon! It seems that people should not be judged by their appearance, and even cowards should not be underestimated."

Chu Xi said teasingly, and drew out a long blue sword, and in an instant the whole wooden building was dazzling with sword light.

"Mid-grade magical weapon Blue Magpie Sword!"

"With this sword, Mr. Chu can easily pass the level just standing there without even using his hands!"

The other rich men were envious because their long swords were just like the ones in Yun Que's hand, which were low-grade magical weapons.

Only Han Jiao, the second young lady of the Han family, also took out a middle-grade magical weapon that was not weaker than the Blue Magpie Sword, and the sword was sparkling.

The whistling in the wooden building gradually began, and the baptism of sword energy began!

Ring-shaped sword energy appeared from the void and gradually fell above everyone's heads.

Facing the cyclone, Yun Que decisively drew out the long sword in his hand.

The first few trips to the Sword Test Tower were not in vain, but he did not have a good sword. At most, he survived the first sword energy, but ended in failure every time.

This time is different!

With a real magical weapon, Yun Que is confident that he will persevere until the end.

At this time, Chu Xi on the opposite side suddenly acted mischievously, relying on the medium-grade magical weapon to force the sword energy above his head towards Yun Que.

"You will never enter the Sword Palace in your life! Come and bully me now if you dare!" Chu Xi scolded unscrupulously.

He was feeling proud when he suddenly saw Han Shuihou opposite him drop a brick from his sleeve, and then a black shadow came towards him.

There was a crisp sound, and the head was broken and blood flowed.

"You're cheating! No other weapons are allowed in the Sword Trial Building!"

"What kind of weapon are bricks? There is no such provision in the laws of Yan State."

"Just wait for me!"

Angrily, Chu Xi broke the cyclone and got into the small rest room to bandage his wounds.

During the second baptism of sword energy, Chu Xi made an astonishing move and slashed directly to the ground with the Blue Magpie Sword.

"You're crazy! Attacking the sword test tower will increase the power of the sword array!"

"Stop! We can't handle the cyclone as it gets stronger!"

Everyone was shocked.

Chu Xi ignored it, pointed at Yun Que and said: "Why do you still want to enter the Sword Palace? Just dream!"

The power of the cyclone has obviously more than doubled. It is difficult for a low-grade magic weapon to withstand this level of sword energy.

Yun Que tried his best to break up the cyclone. Although he persisted in the end, there were many cracks on the sword.

During the second baptism of sword energy, many people's weapons were broken. Those who failed hurriedly exited the sword test building while cursing Chu Xi.

If you don't have a sword, you must not stay inside, or you will be strangled to death by the sword energy!

Yun Que returned to the hut where he temporarily rested.

He gently broke it with his hand, and the long sword broke into two halves.

"My Marquis Mansion..."

Yun Que wanted to cry but had no tears.

He exchanged the entire Hou Mansion for this sword, including the servants and maids in the manor, and even two kennels and three big black dogs were packed together.

"It would be great to have a sword if you are just a little short of success."

Yun Que sighed.

"I have a sword here, do you want to try it?"

Suddenly a hoarse voice came from the side.

Yun Que turned his head and saw a short man squatting in the corner of the room. He had a wrinkled face and big yellow teeth.

"You have a sword? Let's take a look."

Yun Que never judged people by their appearance, let alone now when he needed his sword the most.

The short man took out a sword box from his back like a magic trick, opened it, and found an ancient long sword lying inside.

The sword body is green, with cold light flowing like water droplets on the blade, and two characters are engraved on the sword body.

Nine calamities.

"This is... dad's sword!"

Yun Que stood up in surprise.

The long sword in front of him was extremely familiar to him. It was the ancestral sword that his father never left, the Nine Tribulations Sword!

"Are you my father's subordinate?"

"Exactly, hehe, the Marquis ordered me to deliver the sword. The young one has been gone for five whole years."

"How did you get in? Couldn't they see you?"

"Of course I can't see it." The short man forced out a weird smile and said, "Because I'm a ghost."


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