Chapter 487

The moment Wang Yu heard the sword chime, he felt a heat surge through his body, and his muscles trembled involuntarily, but other than that, there was no other abnormality.

But just as this sword chime faded, a second sword chime issued from the back of the black-robed youth's head.

This sword chime was no longer crisp; instead, it became unusually sharp. As it entered Wang Yu's ears, it felt like sharp needles piercing them, and his bones began to vibrate involuntarily, simultaneously emitting a crackling "popping" sound.

"Eh? You actually practiced a body-refining technique? That is quite rare. It looks like you are only one step away from second-rank body refining. But it's a pity that the first two chimes of the 'Three Sword Inquiries' have passed, and I haven't discovered any Sword Body or Sword Bone in you. Now let's see this final chime." Seeing this, the black-robed youth showed a hint of surprise on his face and immediately patted the back of his head again.

With a "puff" sound.

A black-red long sword phantom emerged from the back of the black-robed youth's head.

This sword shadow merely swayed, and a long sword chime that sounded like a dragon's roar was emitted.

The moment Wang Yu heard this sword chime, he felt his magic power surge, and the meridians throughout his body became extremely scorching. Some places that were already injured felt a stinging pain.

Wang Yu was greatly alarmed and hurriedly pinched a seal with one hand, circulating the third level of the Red Yang Great Art.

With a "puff" sound, white flames curled out from his body surface, forcibly suppressing the surging magic power within his body.

"Pity, you also don't have a Sword Pulse. Otherwise, after hearing this final chime, you should have been able to automatically convert the magic power in your meridians into sword Qi and spray it out. It seems you have no fate with my Sword Grinding Sect." Seeing this, the black-robed youth showed a look of regret on his face, but the black long sword phantom behind his head vanished in a flash.

"Junior has disappointed Senior," Wang Yu replied with a bitter smile. As he dispersed the magic seal in his hand, the white flames on his body surface rolled and burrowed into his body, disappearing. The pain coming from his meridians finally vanished for the most part.

Only then did he notice that it seemed only he could hear the black-robed youth's sword chimes.

Whether it was the kneeling Yan Lingxiang or the short-bearded man standing honestly beside the black-robed youth, neither showed any abnormal behavior when the three sword chimes were emitted. Now, after hearing the conversation between the two, they couldn't help but look at Wang Yu with surprised eyes.

After testing that Wang Yu had no sword cultivation talent, the black-robed youth lost all interest in him. Instead, he turned around and said to the kneeling Yan Lingxiang:

"Do you know why I ran this long distance to specifically come find you?"

"Could it be that Junior offended Senior somewhere before?" Yan Lingxiang asked, his heart trembling upon hearing this question.

"Hmph, would a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator be worth me running this trip even if he offended me?

Hand over that demon fish.

This fish was specifically placed by me in the Wuyuan Lake to be raised; it is of great use to me. Otherwise, do you really think any random second-rank demon fish could possess the bloodline power of that Green Dragon King?" The black-robed youth glanced at Yan Lingxiang and said unpleasantly.

Once these words were out, not only was Yan Lingxiang stunned, but Wang Yu and the Sima family head were also taken aback.

"What, do you think I am bullying the small and forcibly demanding things from you?" Seeing this, the black-robed youth rolled his eyes, and his voice suddenly turned a few degrees colder.

"I wouldn't dare. Junior would absolutely never dare to think that.

I was just saying that Wuyuan Lake had never produced a second-rank demon fish before. Now, not only did a spirit fish suddenly advance to the second rank, but it could also possess the bloodline power of a fourth-rank demon king. So it turns out this was Senior's handiwork. That explains everything. This second-rank demon fish should naturally be returned to its original owner." Yan Lingxiang was startled and hurriedly offered an explanation with a fawning smile. He then patted the storage bag at his waist with one hand and took out the copper bowl artifact filled with clear water.

Behind the copper bowl, that silver little fish with a broken tail was still floating listlessly in the clear water.

"Who cut and injured it?"

The black-robed youth raised a hand, and the copper bowl flew lightly into his hand. After lowering his head to look, he asked with a frown.

This question made the gazes of both Yan Lingxiang and Wang Yu subconsciously sweep toward that Sima family head.

The short-bearded man's expression also froze. After a long while, he murmured in reply:

"Mas... Master, I didn't know this demon fish was placed in the lake by you. Because I was annoyed that this fish was affecting the family's fishing grounds, I cut off a small piece of its tail. I hope you will forgive me."

Master!

This form of address from the short-bearded man made Wang Yu almost unable to believe his own ears.

How did this Sima family head become a disciple of this Golden Core cultivator from the Sword Grinding Sect?

Could it be that he was originally a disciple of the Sword Grinding Sect?

Yan Lingxiang, who was kneeling, was also full of astonishment.

"Since it was an unintentional mistake, then forget it.

Luo took the initiative to accept a registered disciple on a whim; is there anything inappropriate about that?

Since he obtained the sword scripture that Luo leaked in the past, and he has a piece of Hundred-Refined Sword Bone in his body, and he really nurtured a decent life-bound flying sword, I naturally cannot turn a blind eye. I must take him back to the Sword Grinding Sect to train him properly." The black-robed youth seemed to see the surprise of Wang Yu and the other, said indifferently, and with a shake of his sleeve, the copper bowl in his hand vanished.

So he was a registered disciple accepted on a whim!

The half-part of the incomplete sword scripture that the Sima family head obtained was actually from this Golden Core sword cultivator before them.

The two were first shocked, then suddenly realized.

Wang Yu even hurriedly cupped his hands and said: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Sima for meeting a brilliant master."

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Wang."

The short-bearded man managed to squeeze a smile onto his face and returned the salute, appearing not very willing to be this so-called 'registered disciple.'

Seeing this, Wang Yu felt some sympathy for this head of a family.

Anyone who knew they had to give up their status as family head to join a sect that seemed to be full of lunatics, and was personally accepted by a 'big lunatic' who shaved his bones to craft swords, would probably have some misgivings in their heart.

Yan Lingxiang was also quick to react and similarly offered fawning congratulations to the black-robed youth: "Congratulations to Senior for gaining a fine disciple."

"Yan family brat, pass a message to that old ghost Yan for me. Tell him that for the trip two years from now, I have other important matters to attend to, so I won't be keeping the appointment. Tell him to find someone else.

Besides, little fellow, although you have no sword cultivation talent and cannot enter my Sword Grinding Sect, since you are interested in the path of sword cultivation, I am willing to give you a chance.

Disciple, take out that half of the sword scripture." The black-robed youth ignored the two's congratulations. Instead, after giving Yan Lingxiang a few instructions, his gaze flashed and fell onto Wang Yu, and he said expressionlessly.

"Yes, Master."

Hearing this, the short-bearded man took out a white jade slip from his body and respectfully handed it to the black-robed youth.

"Inside this are some of my sword cultivation insights from my early years. Although they are just some of the most basic things, whether you can comprehend anything from them depends on your own fortune." The black-robed youth flicked his wrist, and the jade slip was tossed directly to Wang Yu.

Then, without waiting for Wang Yu to say anything in his surprise, the Golden Core cultivator shook his sleeve, and a green sword light sprayed out from it. With just a swirl, it wrapped both him and the short-bearded man inside, turning into a green rainbow that broke through the air and flew away.

On the bone boat, Wang Yu held the white jade slip, stunned and motionless.