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Lu Xun looked at the white bead in his hand, a crazy and slightly perverse thought emerging from his heart – Eat it!

He gently touched the bead with his hand, finding it had a similar feel to the cheapest marble.

Then he placed it near his nose for a sniff, yet there was no smell.

Lu Xun hesitated on whether or not to stick out his tongue for a lick… Eventually, feeling it was too perverse and unsafe, he decided against it.

“Why would such a thought spring up from within me? And why is it so strong!”

“What about this thing is attracting me so much?”

“Or is it that my body needs it in some way?”

Like many animals eating certain things because their bodies need it, such as… dogs eating poop.

Part of the reason some puppies eat poop is due to a lack of trace elements in their body, or simply because they’re not full.

What Lu Xun needed to determine at this moment was whether this emerging thought was due to his body’s need for this bead, or if the bead itself possessed some kind of tempting power?

While he was eating his porridge, he had Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan separately touch the bead, neither of them had this kind of reaction.

“Could it be that I’m becoming a pervert?!” Lu Xun was greatly alarmed.

Of course, he didn’t rule out the possibility of the bead individually tempting him.

Perhaps it didn’t tempt Mao Nanbei and Lin Chan, only him, Lu Xun!

You could understand why, considering his irresistible charisma of 10.

But with Lu Xun’s disposition, he definitely wouldn’t take such a risk. Eating it was out of the question, who knows if he could digest it?

Not to mention that he had personally witnessed this bead absorbing the fresh blood of that foreign race!

Thinking this way, he felt slightly disgusted…

Therefore, even though the sword sheath wanted to swallow the bead, Lu Xun didn’t comply.

The previous yin bead was just inferior blue equipment, so it didn’t matter if it was swallowed.

But this white bead was too mysterious and closely related to the foreign race, Lu Xun didn’t dare use it for testing.

Once he returned to his room, Lu Xun agonized for a long time and finally asked the sword sheath an embarrassing question:

“Do you just want something inside you, or do you really want to swallow it?”

The black cord on the sword sheath floated up and playfully hit Lu Xun’s arm like it was saying “Oh stop it~”

It first shook its head, then nodded.

Seems like it was the latter.

Lu Xun put the mysterious white bead back into his storage ring, saying, “I can’t figure out what exactly this bead is for the time being, it could be dangerous. So you’ll have to bear with it for now. In the future, if I find something suitable, I’ll be sure to stuff it in.”

The black cord on the sword sheath danced a few times, seemingly expressing its agreement and anticipation.

Seeing it so obedient, Lu Xun, satisfied, stuffed a dozen more sword qi into the sheath.

“Having exhausted all the sword qi stored in the sword sheath lately in one go, I need to start collecting all over again.” Lu Xun sighed inwardly.

His initial goal was to first store 1000 sword qi. He didn’t expect that he had only managed to collect over 300 before being emptied out.

“I wonder if there will ever come a day for a thousand swords to simultaneously strike?” Lu Xun wondered.

From the current point of view, the hole within the sword sheath was like a universe of its own. No matter how much was stuffed into it, it never seemed to fill up. Maybe it really could store ten thousand sword qi!

After depositing todays’ quota of sword qi into the sword sheath, Lu Xun lay down on the bed to sleep beautifully.

He was a bit tired today and needed to continue his journey tomorrow, heading towards Boundless Mountain, to complete the task entrusted by his master.

Furthermore, Boundless Mountain also housed a dungeon similar to the Turtle’s Longevity, Lu Xun planned to challenge it and see if he could make it on the leaderboards.

His “Reputation Value” within the Demon Sect was already over 9000, he urgently needed to make a name for himself outside the sect, then pass the news back to the Demon Sect and boost his reputation value.

Being one of the top three parts of the Demon Sect, Boundless Mountain undoubtfully was an excellent choice.

At a waterfall within One Sword Mountain in West State…

A man in a green robe, Ye Sui’an, holding a sword, came up to the edge of a waterfall and then bowed to a man sitting next to the waterfall.

The man was indeed Ping Shanhai, the swordsman of One Sword Mountain.

He would come to meditate by the Milky Way Waterfall on his idle days.

That divine sword was steadily placed on his knees, seemingly ordinary with no hint of its extraordinary nature.

“Are you here?” Ping Shanhai calmly asked.

Ye Sui’an nodded, then said, “I am here to bid you farewell, master.”

“Oh? You are preparing to leave the mountain?” asked Ping Shanhai.

“Yes,” Ye Sui’an nodded.

“Where are you planning to go?” Ping Shanhai asked.

“I firstly wish to visit the Turtle’s Longevity trial ground nearby the Demon Sect. Then, I plan to head to Ghost’s Grief trial ground at Boundless Mountain.” Ye Sui’an respectfully said.

After some thought, recalling something, Ping Shanhai said, “If I’m not mistaken, Great Perfection of the Initial Realm is the upper limit for the Turtle’s Longevity trial ground. Beyond the Initial Realm, it’s unsuitable to enter this trial ground.”

“That’s correct,” Ye Sui’an replied.

Ping Shanhai stopped sitting cross-legged and, instead, stood up to walk a couple of steps.

Since he was a cripple, his walk wasn’t very smooth.

He glanced at Ye Sui’an, his eyes sharp as electric; then he asked in deep voice, “So, is this why you’ve been holding back your cultivation breakthrough?”

“Yes … ” Ye Sui’an truthfully answered.

After his questioning at the Demon Sect, he had gained some insight into both Sword Dao and cultivation.

When he returned to the mountain, he could’ve broken through to the second realm immediately, but he had been suppressing his cultivation.

That’s because he desired to face the same trial that Lu Xun had previously faced within Turtle’s Longevity.

He wished to gauge the gap between himself and Elder Lu.

Ping Shanhai sighed and said, “Did you know Lu Xun was not even in the Initial Realm yet when he challenged Turtle’s Longevity?”

“I did actually,” Ye Sui’an knew about these rumors.

This was the part Ping Shanhai was the most worried about.

If Ye Sui’an could surpass Lu Xun in this trial of Turtle’s Longevity, his mindset wouldn’t gain much assistance, since Lu Xun didn’t even have an Initial Realm cultivation base at the time.

But if he couldn’t surpass…

His mindset might suffer a blow!

“Although it is good that young people hone and temper themselves, and Sui An’s proud spirit is commendable, his arrogance is excessive. After last time’s questioning of the sword, he has steadied somewhat. However, I am concerned that Lu Xun… might become a nightmare in his cultivation journey,” Ping Shanhai thought to himself.

Back in the day, Yan Li from the Demon Sect was the nightmare of numerous talented sword cultivators.

Sometimes, it’s not good to have an excessive competitive spirit.

“However, Sui An doesn’t seem to overly compare himself with Lu Xun. Perhaps I’m overthinking,” Ping Shanhai reasoned.

He looked at Ye Sui’an and advised, “After you finish at Turtle’s Longevity, stop suppressing your cultivation. Otherwise, it will be harmful and of no benefit.”

“Understood,” Ye Sui’an responded solemnly.

“As for Boundless Mountain, it’s located in the extreme north. The journey from Turtle’s Longevity to the Ghost’s Grief trial ground in Boundless Mountain is long. Allow me to give you this leaf boat,” said Ping Shanhai, bringing out a flying magical treasure.

“Thank you, master,” Ye Sui’an bowed deeply.

After leaving One Sword Mountain, he would head to Ten Thousand Sword Mountain to bid farewell to his master there.

However, One Sword Mountain and Ten Thousand Sword Mountain were both split from Sword Mountain, hence they were, in essence, neighbors.

The two major sword sects were in constant conflict and often held sword fights, which only got more exciting after the players arrived.

For the players, losing or winning wasn’t that important, after all, it was just a match. But the verbal sparring was different as it involved and affected entire families.

Stepping off Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, Ye Sui’an, riding in the leaf boat, looked down at the mountain below.

He thought to himself, “I wonder when I’ll have the opportunity to consult Elder Lu again.”

Whenever he thought of Lu Xun’s demeanor, and the grand determination and ambition to pioneer a new path for Sword Dao for future generations, he couldn’t help but again, and again, exclaim in his heart:

“Elder Lu, I truly pale in comparison to him.”