If I live forever, everyone thinks I am invincible

"If I were you, I would think carefully about whether or not to help it."

At this moment, the old beggar who was originally unconscious suddenly walked over, looked at Chen Changan with a serious face, and reminded him.

"Hey, at least I spared your life. Even if I picked someone at random, you're still alive, right?"

"You don't need to repay me, so why are you still making trouble?"

"Why can't you help?" The spirit of the Ten Thousand Demons Sword looked at the old beggar angrily.

However, the old beggar was not as angry or hateful as imagined. Instead, he was unexpectedly calm.

"I'm not as narrow-minded as you."

"I remember everything now. We'll talk about what happened between you and me later."

"Chen Changan, if you want to break this barrier, you must destroy the entire Chaos Sword Tomb."

"The consequence of doing this is to alert the enemy."

"There is no particularly deep relationship between you two. There is no need to make yourself the target of public criticism just for the Ten Thousand Demon Sword."

"You don't have to take such a big risk for it."

This Chaos Sword Tomb exists to suppress the Ten Thousand Demon Sword. If you want to break the barrier, you must destroy the entire Chaos Sword Tomb.

In this way, the existence of the Sword that suppresses Ten Thousand Demons will definitely be noticed and will turn its attention to Chen Changan.

In this way, Chen Changan would be in danger.

After hearing the old beggar's words, Chen Changan looked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Sword. The spirit of the Ten Thousand Demons Sword did not feel guilty at all.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"I didn't know that to break the barrier, I had to destroy the Chaos Sword Tomb."

"Besides, even if you didn't destroy the Chaos Sword Tomb, you should have known the consequences if you let me out."

"Since you agreed, it means you are not afraid of the consequences at all."

"What? Are you suddenly regretting it now? Are you scared?"

"A real man never brags. Who said that?"

Chen Changan looked at Wan Mo Jian helplessly and said unhappily, "I didn't say I won't help you. Why are you trying to provoke me? Is it fun?"

"You have a broken sword, and you are not trying to use swordsmanship with me, but military tactics? Do you know how to play this game?"

"It's a heartless thing."

"Chen Changan, are you insulting me?"

"Yeah, I was insulting you, what's wrong?"

"Okay, very good. Since you have already insulted me, you can't help me."

Wanmojian's words immediately earned him scornful looks from everyone.

Don't be so shameless.

"Can you please have some dignity?"

"It's really embarrassing for Jian." Da Huang said with disdain.

"backbone?"

"How much is that thing worth?"

"What I want is freedom. Do you understand freedom?"

"priceless!"

"For the sake of freedom, what's wrong with me giving up my dignity?"

“This is called wisdom!”

"You know nothing, you bastard."

Watching Da Huang and Wan Mo Jian quarreling, Chen Changan discovered that Da Huang seemed to be incompatible with everyone and could quarrel with anyone.

"Chen Changan, you have to think it over carefully."

"This is a big deal."

"Do you really want to help it?" the old beggar asked solemnly.

"You don't want me to help it?"

"It's not because of any grudge between me and it, I just feel... it's not worth it."

"You already have your own sword, and you don't need the Ten Thousand Demon Sword, so why take the risk?"

"Because that person is so scary."

"The so-called Sword Guardians are, after all, nothing more than prisoners enslaved here."

"We share the same fate as the Ten Thousand Demon Sword. We are all imprisoned in this Chaos Sword Tomb forever."

“I don’t know if Wanmojian has told you that my strength is not the best among the Sword Guardians.”

"There are many people like me, but we were thrown into this place without any ability to resist."

"After I regained my memory, I remembered that there were many powerful sword cultivators in the former sword burial ground."

"But now, I am ranked among the top five in the Sword Burial Ground. Where have all those powerful swordsmen gone?"

"Have you ever thought about this question?"

Hearing the old beggar's words, Chen Changan frowned slightly. The person who suppressed the Ten Thousand Demons Sword and the person who controlled the Sword Burial Conference should be the same person.

The other party first used these strong men in the Sword Burial Land to cultivate swords, but finally found that it seemed not enough, so they organized the Sword Burial Conference to cultivate powerful sword cultivators.

Once the sword cultivator becomes strong, he will start harvesting and then continue training.

No wonder this place where swords are buried gives people the feeling that there will be a cliff-like crushing situation between the strong. It turns out that the really strong people have long been fed to swords.

"I understand your concerns."

"I appreciate your kindness."

"But... do you think that even if I don't help the Ten Thousand Demon Sword, the other party won't notice me?"

"My goal for this Sword Burial Competition is to reach the top."

"This also means that I will break the unspoken rules of the Sword Burial Conference."

"Before the tenth session, the First Sword Sect will change its leader."

"In this way, I will still be targeted."

"In that case, what else do I have to worry about?"

"Have you two had enough of the quarrel?"

"Ten Thousand Demon Sword, come here!"

While Chen Changan was talking to the old beggar, Da Huang and Wan Mo Jian did not stop making noise over there.

Hearing Chen Changan's words, Wanmo Sword snorted coldly and then ran to Chen Changan happily.

"What's wrong?"

"What are your orders?"

"As long as you can rescue me, you can talk to me if you have anything to say."

Ok?

This thing...why does it feel like it's going a little off track?

"I still prefer your cold-blooded and ruthless side at the beginning."

"Now it looks like... it's devalued!"

"You recover, recover!"

Upon hearing this, the aura of the Ten Thousand Demons Sword changed instantly, returning to its original, gloomy, cold, and emotionless state.

"Caught or not?"

"Don't talk, it ruins the atmosphere."

"it is good!"

Seeing the behavior of Wanmo Sword, Dahuang also sneered and snorted with disdain.

"This guy is just pretending to be a swordsman."

"Da Huang, be honest."

"Oh."

After Chen Changan gave Da Huang some instructions, he looked at the Ten Thousand Demons Sword with a serious face.

"You should know by now what consequences I will have to bear if I help you."

"So, I need to talk to you now."

"I'm not talking about conditions, nor am I asking for your opinion."

"You only have two choices now, agree or disagree."

"If you understand, just nod your head."

After hearing Chen Changan's words, the spirit of the Ten Thousand Demons Sword hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"Now you have two choices. One is to go back to the old beggar and ask him to help you leave here, but you can only live as a sword spirit forever. Alternatively, you can find another sword body."

"The second way is that I will help you get out of trouble, but you need to work for me. I will set you free when I think you are ready."

"Two roads, choose one!"