Chapter Eighteen I Made This Sword for Three Years
"The top of the Heavenly Ranking, the True Dragon of the Spirit Realm..."
On Sword Emperor Peak, at the top of the waterfall.
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up at the sky.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
When he saw this list, he knew that he had become the public enemy of geniuses in the spiritual realm.
After all, before his debut, he had always been mediocre.
Not to mention becoming the top of the Heavenly Ranking, he has not even entered the Heavenly Ranking.
Many people are dissatisfied, which is inevitable.
Of course, he is not afraid of the challenges from the great geniuses in the spiritual realm. He can resist even the five great geniuses.
But then again.
Jun Xiaoyao doesn't really care about the false reputation of being at the top of the list.
What he cares more about is becoming the top of the Heavenly Ranking and being qualified to represent the Spiritual Realm in the struggle for hegemony in all realms.
At this point, Jun Xiaoyao is quite interested.
After all, as his cultivation level continues to improve, the strongest way to cultivate each great realm is to go to a larger world.
Of course, all this is a thing for another time. The top priority now is to enter the True Dragon Mountains through the Hundred Sect War and complete the Ancient True Dragon Art Xiantian Scroll.
Only when one's cultivation reaches the tenth level of the innate world from the acquired tenth level, and Jun Xiaoyao's combat power is in the spiritual realm, can he truly transform into a dragon and have the power to suppress all enemies in a region, thus starting the road to hegemony in all realms.
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Just as Jun Xiaoyao was planning his future.
A beautiful figure in a yellow dress appeared next to Jun Xiaoyao.
Who is this girl if she isn't Su Ling'er?
"Idiot, the Hundred Sects War will begin tomorrow!" Su Ling'er reported.
"Did it start a month in advance?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.
"Yes. Because you are at the top of the Heavenly Ranking, and because you asked the Eight Great Sword Sects to block the news and keep quiet, all the great geniuses in the spiritual realm have been trying to find you for the past few days, but they have been unable to find anyone.
In order to force you out as soon as possible, at their strong request, the hundred first-class sects discussed and started the Hundred Sect War one month in advance." Su Ling'er slowly explained the reason.
In response, Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly: "It seems that the role of the top of the Heavenly Ranking is quite great! It's just right. Tomorrow you and I will go to the True Dragon Mountain Range to participate in the Hundred Sects War!"
"Can I go with you?" Su Ling'er was stunned.
"That's natural. The eight major sword sects put together, although they are not as many as the first-class sects, there are still two places. Of course you can go together." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Hearing this, a flash of fascination flashed across Su Ling'er's beautiful eyes, but she soon fell into despair.
Of course she wanted to go with Jun Xiaoyao.
It has always been her dream for the two of them to travel to the ends of the world with swords.
However, her cultivation level is relatively low, and she is currently only at the first level of innate cultivation.
If he goes to the Hundred Sects War, I'm afraid it will drag Jun Xiaoyao down.
After all, the Hundred Sects War is no joke. Every genius there comes from a first-class sect, and each one is stronger than the three strongest geniuses of the Seven Sword Sects.
In particular, the five geniuses of the Northern Crazy Sword, the Southern Spear King, the Western Divine Fist, the Eastern Fairy, and the Central Divine Sword have all surpassed the level of the masters of the Seven Sword Sects.
This battle between hundreds of sects was a complete battle between tigers and dragons. She was afraid that it would hold back Jun Xiaoyao and affect his ability to win the championship.
"Idiot, my cultivation is not enough, or else I..." Su Ling'er felt a little inferior and hesitated to speak.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao smiled softly: "Ling'er, do you remember the scene when I took you into the sea of swords?"
"I remember, everyone didn't think highly of us at first, but you still did what others thought was impossible," Su Ling'er said.
"The sword sea is like this, and the battle between hundreds of sects is like this." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Aren't you afraid that I will hold you back and prevent you from being able to win the first place in the Hundred Sects War?" Su Ling'er said.
"I'm not afraid. You won't hold me back." Jun Xiaoyao said: "I have been in the Sword Emperor Sect for three years. If you hadn't been washing and cooking for me and taking care of my daily life, so that I could concentrate on my cultivation, I wouldn't have
If I was distracted by other things, I wouldn’t have succeeded in enlightenment so quickly and reached this stage.”
"It turns out you have always kept it in mind!" Su Ling'er's beautiful eyes were shy and her face turned red with embarrassment.
"I, Jun Xiaoyao, will always remember those who are good to me. In the three years of Sword Emperor Sect, you delayed your cultivation because I took care of me. Now it's my turn to help you improve your cultivation!" Jun Xiaoyao said seriously.
In the past three years, this girl has done a lot for him, and because he has endured a lot of slander from his aunt Su Honglian and the sect, he will never let down this friendship.
"Idiot, since you said so, this girl will go to the end of the world with your sword, and the two of us will kill everyone in the battle of hundreds of sects!" Su Ling'er smiled charmingly, beautifully and movingly.
"That's how it should be." Jun Xiaoyao nodded.
"By the way, idiot, I'll give you a gift." Su Ling'er suddenly thought of something and took out a seven-foot-long wooden box from her storage ring.
"Sword?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Clever. You gave me a sword in the sea of swords, and now I will give you one too. This is called reciprocity, hehe."
Su Ling'er opened the wooden box, and a long, exquisite wooden sword appeared.
Looking at this wooden sword, Jun Xiaoyao felt warm in his heart.
The wooden sword itself is not extraordinary, but the exquisiteness of the sword is not comparable to any sword from the Sword Emperor Sect or even the Seven Sword Sects. Every texture of the sword body is carefully carved without any flaws.
Moreover, with such a long sword, it is seven feet long. It takes a lot of effort to make this sword!
"How long have you been making this sword, Ling'er?"
Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"I have been making this sword for three years..." This was Su Ling'er's inner voice.
Three years ago, he once asked Idiot why he didn't bring a sword when he joined the Sword Emperor Sect.
Back then Idiot told her that the sword he wanted was not available in the Sword Emperor Sect.
At that time, Su Ling'er had an idea.
Make the most exquisite sword for the idiot and give it to the idiot as a gift, so that the idiot also has a handy weapon.
She never thought that she had been doing this for three years and failed hundreds of times. In order to keep improving and make a wooden sword with the most exquisite texture, her hands were bleeding many times. Fortunately,
Yes, after three years of sharpening a sword, she finally made a sword that she felt was qualified.
Of course, she didn't want the idiot to know all this, and she didn't want the idiot to take it too seriously.
Su Ling'er said to Jun Xiaoyao: "Idiot, I actually picked up this sword on the road. I thought it was quite beautiful, so I planned to give it to you as a gift. Don't dislike it!"
"Really...did you pick it up on the road?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed and he looked at her jade hands.
"Really! Of course I picked it up on the road. Otherwise, how could I make such a beautiful sword?" Su Ling'er smiled coquettishly and retracted her hands to prevent Jun Xiaoyao from seeing it.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao sighed slightly in his heart.
This girl... is really thoughtful!
"Idiot, do you like this sword?" Su Ling'er asked.
"This sword is not the strongest sword I have ever seen, but it is the most beautiful sword I have ever seen. It is indeed very good, so I will accept it. If I pick up a beautiful sword in the future, I will also
I’ll give you one as a gift.” Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Hehe, great!" Su Ling'er smiled, her beautiful face filled with happiness.
She made this sword for three full years.
As long as the idiot likes it, it's worth it!
She is also looking forward to the sword that the idiot will give her next. What kind of sword will it be?