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Listening to Sword Summit, one of the youths had eyes twinkling like the stars and moon as he excitedly looked at the path behind him. He could not even hold back from shouting out loudly!

Only because the youth had actually passed it today … The Listening Blade that no one had been able to use for a thousand years!

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the youth.

A pair of icy cold eyes descended upon the youth, then they squinted and moved up and down … He carefully sized up the youth for a while.

Then he said, "Not bad, not only is your aptitude good, even your Innate Ability … "So outstanding."

"Come with me."

The youth was unable to describe what kind of eyes they were.

With just a single glance, his heart began to pound furiously, as if it was going to jump out of his throat at any moment. This sort of oppressive feeling forced the youth to want to shout, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he was completely unable to make a sound!

It was only at this moment that the youth felt his body lighten after hearing the old man's words. The suffocating feeling suddenly disappeared.

Unexpectedly, the youth was just about to catch his breath, but before he could say anything, the world spun around him.

High altitude ….

On the auspicious cloud, the youth's young face was full of disbelief.

"Hey!"

Hearing that, the young man was stunned and quickly turned around. When he saw the old man from before, he could not help but tremble in fear. His eyes would drift away from the layer of clouds from time to time, filled with fear. Geezer, what are you doing …. Chase … Hurry up and send me back, or. "Otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" However, the old man didn't seem to care. His eyes were filled with coldness.

The young man's head didn't turn as he stammered, "No... Otherwise, I will jump down... "

"Jump down, right?"

"Ugh …" "No need to jump anymore, it's still the old man who threw it down faster …"

The old man grinned. In the next moment, he was already lifting up the young man, as though he was about to throw him away.

"Don't... Don't throw it away, I. If I become your disciple, then … "

"That's more like it!"

… ….

Wu Yun stood quietly on the auspicious cloud for a moment and felt a sense of reminiscence. As he turned his eyes, he only saw the sword elder sitting on top of the cloud, with the corners of his mouth slightly curling up.

With this movement, the sword elder swept his gaze across the memories. In his eyes … He suddenly turned dark and cast his gaze in the direction of the sound.

That young and childish face was reflected in his eyes, and he could not help but wonder in his heart, "This … Just what kind of youth is he? "

He wanted to say something, but as he hesitated, he could not help but say: "Brat, you really must reject me. It has to be said that within the Ancient Desolation Country, there are tens of thousands of people who want to take me as their master!"

Wu Yun said: "Then Sword Elder, you should also know that there are tens of thousands of people who do not wish to acknowledge you as their master in this birthplace."

The sword elder was stunned. One must know that the birthplace was vast and boundless, and there were countless people who did not want to be his disciple.

Ye Zichen looked straight at Wu Yun, wanting to see some change in his expression. However, this test only made him more confused.

"Sigh …"

In the end, his lips moved and he could only let out a sigh. He could tell that Wu Yun had already opened his mouth to leave and he thought, "I don't believe that you are not afraid."

If that's the case, then with your latent talent, I'll give you three choices. Then, the sword elder did not wait for Wu Yun to open his mouth and just looked at him, "Firstly, to become this old man's disciple, now that you have rejected, let's end this here …"

At this point, a trace of regret could be seen in his eyes, although it was a bit fake.

"Oh!"

"The second choice is to become a quasi inheritor disciple. Within a year, all the resources that I can find can be supplied to you. As long as you reach the Qi-acupoint Stage during this time period, that quasi-character can be removed!" At this point, the sword elder did not move an inch, his eyes flashed with lightning.

"Inherited disciple!"

The sword elder's second choice made Wu Yun's pupils contract.

What kind of legacy disciple is that … All the resources in the Sect were used to nurture only one person! The disciples who enjoyed such treatment were … legacy disciples!

And that was even more so in order to pass on the will of the sect. Under normal circumstances, the sect could never have lost a faction.

Thinking about this, a strange look flashed across Wu Yun's face. The second option was too illusory, even if he needed sufficient resources to improve his own strength.

"I want to hear the last choice." Wu Yun remained silent for a moment and said.

"The third option — Then leave the Hearing Sword Sect!"

"From now on, my sect has nothing to do with you and the people behind you! If you do not enter any other power within ten years, I will give you one million silver as compensation! "

The tone of the sword elder contained a sharp glint, the will of the Ancient Code gushed out, causing the entire space to instantly freeze.

He thought to himself, "I don't believe that you're not afraid... This old man does not believe that you will not agree! "

If it was an ordinary inner disciple, they would definitely be flustered and stuttering at this moment. But to Wu Yun...

"Leave the sect, right? "Then I'll choose this one."

Wu Yun nodded carelessly. He looked at the sword elder's eyes with ridicule.

"You …"

The sword elder was at a loss for words, he did not even know what to say.

Shouldn't it be that as his legs trembled, he would hurriedly kneel down and beg for forgiveness? He frowned, unsure of whether he should laugh or cry.

For a moment, there was only the pain of lifting a rock to smash one's own foot!

With this third option, he only wanted to scare Wu Yun, but the result was...

His master's well-known identity within the Ancient Desolation Country was the accumulation of Hearing Sword Sect. Furthermore, his martial path extended to the heavens, making it impossible for him to attain the unprecedented Law Stage of the Ancient Desolation Nation. And there was another identity that others did not know about — — Divine Expert!

He could foresee the future!

That was why he said, "The sword moves, the world changes, a Heaven's Pride appears!" That was why he was in a hurry to get here.

In his mind, the sword elder could not help but think back to the time when his master had left him the three brocades. "At that time, you'd better not ask this old man to take you in. The other party's identity is extraordinary."

"Forget it, forget it. At that time, if anything happens, I will give this grey bag to that boy. He will definitely agree to it."

"As expected of master, I had expected this from the very beginning!"

The sword elder could not help but sigh in his heart as he took out a brocade sack from his bosom.

"This was left behind by my master. He once said that he would make you stay and agree to a condition." The sword elder handed over the embroidered bag with full confidence.

Wu Yun smiled inwardly. He didn't think that a small brocade bag could change his mind.

Grabbing it, he pulled out the rolled up paper without any hesitation.

He opened the slip of paper and looked at it, "Esteemed Sword God …"