Chapter 70: The First Sword, Slaying Demon

"Choose me."

"Choose me, choose me."

"Sword Spirit, choose me, I'm super sweet."

Within Lu Li's sea of consciousness, it was filled with all sorts of Sword Spirits.

They radiated dazzling, competitive light, attracting Lu Li's attention like peacocks fanning their tails, though they looked a bit like cheap RGB lighting.

If an ordinary person could obtain the recognition of any one of these Sword Spirits, they would likely be proud enough to reach the heavens.

If they had tails, they would surely be unable to stop them from wagging like propellers.

Yet Lu Li had unexpectedly gained the recognition of countless Sword Spirits; looking at the quantity, there seemed to be hundreds or thousands of them. Could it be that all the Sword Spirits in the Tianxuan Continent had come? Looking at such a vast number of Sword Spirits, Lu Li felt a bit dazed; he didn't know which one was better.

After all, the teachers at the Sword Pavilion had never taught this, and it seemed even the Pavilion Master Jiang Yebai had not obtained the recognition of a Sword Spirit.

He couldn't possibly try out every single Sword Spirit before choosing; that would be far too much of a scumbag move.

And the more Lu Li hesitated, the more eager those Sword Spirits were to show themselves, to the point that Lu Li felt a bit annoyed... they were too noisy.

And just as this thought arose in Lu Li's mind, a special Sword Spirit suddenly appeared amidst the crowd of Sword Spirits.

A somewhat terrifying pressure spread among them, instantly silencing the other Sword Spirits.

He was like an outlier, suddenly appearing before Lu Li.

This Sword Spirit was in the shape of an illusory swordsman, wearing a mask like a malevolent ghost on his face, clad in black battle armor, with cold, murderous intent slowly overflowing; he did not emit any light.

In his hands, he held one sword, at his waist he carried two swords, and on his back, he carried four swords.

On his person, there were a total of seven swords.

Sharp Sword Qi and cold murderous intent radiated from him simultaneously, completely filling Lu Li's mental space, and the other Sword Spirits retreated in unison.

At the same time, the Experience Gourd and the small sword carrying the Sword Dao Aptitude in Lu Li's mind also stirred, seemingly wanting to draw close to this Sword Spirit.

Such a change let Lu Li know immediately that the Sword Spirit before him was related to the system.

"Interesting, a Sword Spirit related to the system—does it count as my exclusive Sword Spirit?"

In truth, Lu Li didn't know which Sword Spirit to choose either.

There was no way to ask others about such things; otherwise, not only would they not answer him, they would look at him as if he were an idiot.

Lu Li looked at the special Sword Spirit before him.

Products from the system are always high-quality.

Moreover, once this Sword Spirit appeared, the other Sword Spirits immediately went quiet.

It seems this Sword Spirit must be very strong!

"Since that's the case, I'll choose you as my Sword Spirit."

Lu Li smiled and said, "You're the one."

The moment Lu Li made his decision, it was as if a switch in his body had been suddenly flipped.

A stream of information instantly flowed into his mind, and the figure of that Sword Spirit also seemed to gradually merge with his own soul.

【Sword Spirit: Seven Sword Asura】 【The Asura is brave and skilled in battle, with rampant killing intent—not of the heavens!】

"Seven Sword Asura, is this the name of the Sword Spirit?"

Lu Li nodded.

It sounded cool and matched him well.

As for the seven swords on his person, what were they? Lu Li felt some doubt in his heart.

At this moment, the illusory Sword Spirit had already finished merging with him.

Among those seven swords, the one held in his hand gradually transformed from an illusory state into a solid one.

Lu Li finally knew the name of this sword.

Or rather, the name of this sword existed and was named because of him.

【First Sword, Slaying Demon】 【Slaying Demon: A sword aimed at the Demon race, ignoring one major realm of cultivation.】

"Slaying Demon, is it?"

That's right, the thing Lu Li wanted to do most right now was to slay the demon cultivator before him.

And this sword was exactly called Slaying Demon.

It could be said that he chose this sword, and this sword also fulfilled him.

As for the other six swords, they remained in a relatively illusory state.

Lu Li knew that to unlock the subsequent six swords, he would need to continue traversing the worlds of the Sword Dao, and perhaps it was also related to his own realm.

After all, he was currently only at the First Realm of cultivation; if he were really given seven swords, he likely wouldn't be able to wield them.

But if the first sword was already this powerful, what would the following six swords be like? "Slaying Demon Sword, can it ignore one major realm of cultivation of the Demon race?"

"It suits my wishes perfectly."

Lu Li suddenly opened his eyes, just in time to see that Scorpion Tiger pouncing over.

This Scorpion Tiger was already vastly different from when it first appeared.

Its fur was even more lustrous, with a kind of oily, eerie sheen.

The muscles on its body bulged; although its size hadn't changed, one could clearly feel it was stronger than before.

This Scorpion Tiger Demon Beast was a First-Rank mutated Demon Beast, and it would likely step into the Second Rank soon.

And behind the Demon Beast, Demon Qi billowed, with Yu following closely behind.

"Three pieces of pork, it is your good fortune to be refined by me."

Crimson Spirit Qi permeated Jiang Yinuo's body, and a Vermilion Bird Sword Spirit faintly appeared behind her, though the figure of this Sword Spirit looked very faint.

After all, Jiang Yinuo was only at the Second Realm of cultivation.

Her control over the Sword Spirit was still very limited, and at this moment, the boost the Sword Spirit provided to her combat power was also limited.

In truth, the gap between those who possess a Sword Spirit and ordinary cultivators is not that obvious in the early stages.

However, as their cultivation level rises, the abilities of the Sword Spirit will become increasingly magnified.

At this moment, Jiang Yinuo's face was deathly pale; clearly, she had already exhausted all her strength.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot—overestimating your own capabilities!

Do you really think you can stop me?"

Qu Ji sneered hideously.

The black Demon Qi transformed into a fierce tiger, pouncing down violently.

A terrifying pressure enveloped the three of them, and wherever the black tiger passed, all vegetation withered away.

Jiang Yinuo felt a sense of despair in her heart; she knew that, on her own, she could not stop this demon cultivator and Demon Beast.

Facing this overwhelming Demon Qi, Zhou Tai was preparing to fight to the death.

Suddenly, Lu Li stood beside him and gently reached out to grab something.

"Little Black, lend me your sword."

Before Zhou Tai could even react, his sword was already in Lu Li's hand.

When did he come over? No, by what right does he take my sword!

In fact, for a sword cultivator, their sword is like a Dao companion, and they are very unwilling to lend it to others to use.

Zhou Tai was currently very dissatisfied with Lu Li's act of taking his sword.

But in the future, the fact that it had been used by Lu Li would become the glory of Zhou Tai and his sword.

Lu Li did not take a liking to Zhou Tai's sword; rather, his own sword had already snapped and flown into the distance when it blocked Qu Ji's first strike.

Just as Zhou Tai was about to reprimand Lu Li, he saw Lu Li suddenly take a step forward, having already executed an exquisite footwork technique to arrive at Jiang Yinuo's side.

Zhou Tai grabbed at empty air, even more confused as to when Lu Li had learned such a movement technique; Lu Li stood beside Jiang Yinuo and said softly, "Leave it to me; forcing your cultivation will do more harm than good."

"The opponent is a second-rank demon cultivator and a mutated Demon Beast, you..."

"It is no matter; to deal with them, one sword strike is enough."

Lu Li flicked his wrist, and a streak of sword light was suddenly slashed out.

In the secluded forest, the bamboo leaves and vegetation suddenly pulled taut and straight, each standing upright like a sword, all leaning toward this side together.

Lu Li, at the First Realm, could now command far more Spirit Qi than before.

The nearly violent Sword Qi slashed everything in front of him into chaos, and the sword light transformed, turning into a grim and icy Sword Mountain.

It was the same Sword Mountain, but this time it lacked much of the natural beauty of heaven and earth, instead adding a trace of icy killing intent, as if it were a mountain of blades in purgatory for punishing evil ghosts.

This move was the Five Mountains Sword Technique.

This sword strike was called Demon-Slaying.

The Scorpion Tiger's body suddenly exploded; it had been sliced apart by countless streaks of sword light and then crushed to pieces by the Five Mountains Sword Mountain.

Qu Ji's pupils dilated suddenly; he threw all his Demon Qi forward, while his own body immediately flew backward.

He intended to use an escape technique to flee.

Was there enough time? The next moment, his body likewise exploded, like a mantis crushed by a sharp carriage wheel.

One sword strike to slay the demon!