Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

Su Lan, who had just arrived at the gate of Lingjian Sect, looked at the huge crowds of people queuing up to register and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "This is too exaggerated!" So, she walked to a stone bench and sat down, and opened the system panel.

At this time, Pei Ning was taking out all the magic weapons on his body to show Wen Yan as if he was presenting treasures. Under Wen Yan's praise, he even generously gave her a top-grade defensive magic weapon and an offensive magic weapon.

When Su Lan saw this scene, his forehead couldn't help but throb, and he thought secretly in his heart: "Could this Pei Ning be the second male lead in the book? He is definitely a tool to deliver magic weapons! In the end, because the male lead was jealous, he was secretly killed..." Thinking of this, Su Lan couldn't help but feel sorry for Pei Ning.

However, if that was the case, then Wen Yan didn't need his help to enter the Hall of Eternal Life. Su Lan carefully sorted through the original owner's memories and found that the entrance examination for the Spirit Sword Sect was relatively simple. As long as one successfully selected a sword that suited them from the Sword Tomb, they would pass.

This process tests not only whether the disciples can resonate with the sword, but more importantly, whether they have the sword spirit in their hearts.

In her previous life, the original owner was filled with hatred and only thought about revenge. Therefore, the sword path she pursued was a path of killing, full of danger and violence. Fortunately, she met an exceptional master who not only taught her attentively but also helped her suppress her inner hatred, thus preventing the original owner from being harmed by the fierce sword in her early years.

However, in this life, Su Lan didn't intend to follow the same path as her previous owner. After receiving her number plate, she resolutely stepped into the freezing cold Sword Tomb.

The disciples who entered the Sword Tomb began searching for the sword that suited them. However, to truly obtain a sword, they had to pull it from the Sword Mountain. Some disciples struggled to pull the sword from the Sword Mountain, while others knelt devoutly, praying that the sword spirit would recognize them and choose them as their master.

Su Lan recalled how the original owner had once knelt to beg for the sword's favor. She looked down at the grimy floor, but ultimately decided not to kneel. Instead, she looked up at the sword mountain and shouted, "Today, I, Su Lan, beg for the sword, solely to eradicate all injustice in the world!"

Elder Shi, who was standing by, saw Su Lan's straight back and couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in his heart. He secretly sighed that this disciple would definitely achieve extraordinary achievements in the future.

However, the other disciples scoffed at Su Lan's behavior, thinking she was just pretending. They continued to focus on finding their desired swords and ignored Su Lan's words.

Seeing no reaction from the sword tomb, Su Lan called out twice more. A sword shimmering with blue light stabbed towards her. Alert, Su Lan dodged with a backflip and instinctively reached for the sword, which landed gracefully in her hands.

"Hey, woman, I'm attracted to you."

A greasy boy's voice came out from the sword, and Su Lan threw the sword directly to the ground with a clang.

"Ouch, that hurts, woman, are you going to kill me?"

Su Lan felt like stepping on it a few more times, but the others seemed not to hear the greasy sound.

Elder Shi also stepped forward to congratulate Su Lan, "Number 32, you have passed the level. Take your sword and go out to report."

Su Lan wanted to struggle, but the greasy voice poured a bucket of cold water on her.

"I have recognized you as my master, and no other sword dares to come forward."

Su Lan could only pick up the sword, find the scabbard indignantly, and block out the greasy sound, and then he felt a little better.

Just like in his previous life, Su Lan was chosen by Elder Qin Min as his personal disciple.

"Disciple greets Master," Su Lan bowed.

"Yes, you are a good candidate for sword training. Once you have filled in the introductory information, you can come to Tianshui Pavilion by yourself."

After saying this, the beautiful elder left.

The disciple in charge of registration quickly filled out Su Lan's entry information, then pointed her in a direction, and Su Lan quickly followed.

In Tianshui Pavilion, six senior brothers and sisters were already at the door to welcome the new junior sister.

As soon as Su Lan ran over, she was struck by the beauty. The faces of these six senior brothers and sisters were all stunning, so her master must be a face control.

The eldest sister held a box and stuffed it into Su Lan's arms, "You are the little sister, right? We are your brothers and sisters, and I am the eldest sister Mo Li."

"This is your second senior brother, Master Zhu, known as the most beautiful man in Yu Country."

"This is your third brother Dugu Yan, who often praises Master for his flying sword and embracing flowers."

"This is your fourth senior sister Li Long, the third princess of Nanhu, who has a very good temper."

"This is your fifth senior sister, Luo Yiyi. Don't be fooled by her petite figure. She is the most powerful among us."

"This is your sixth senior brother Yunsheng, who joined three years earlier than you. You two are about the same age."

Su Lan held the box and saluted the six people, "Hello, senior brothers and sisters, my name is Su Lan."

Several people handed the gifts in their hands to Su Lan and took her to see the master.

Fortunately, the fourth senior sister gave her a Qiankun bag and put all the gifts in it, otherwise Su Lan would have looked a little embarrassed when holding the gifts.

When we arrived at the main hall of Tianshui Pavilion, Elder Qin Min was drinking.

"Disciple greets Master," the seven of them saluted together.

"Well, Su Lan, pull out your sword and I will take a look at it for you." Every frown and smile of the master touched Su Lan's heart.

It was the eldest senior sister who called him back to his senses, and only then did Su Lan pull out the sword and hold it up with both hands.

Qin Min's face changed after just one look. Su Lan didn't know what was wrong with the sword. He only saw the new master quickly walking down from the couch.

"Isn't this the sword spirit of the Hun Tian Sword, Master Uncle?"

The greasy boy's voice rang out in Su Lan's mind again, "Look, your master is still a discerning person. I am the Hun Tian Sword."

Qin Min recounted the story of the Hun Tian Sword and the Spirit Sword Sect. It turned out that the founder of the sect had stumbled upon the sword while traveling, but no one could wield it. During a demonic attack, the Hun Tian Sword fought a hundred enemies alone, saving the elite disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect. However, the sword itself was shattered. The Sect leader had no choice but to recast it and place it in the Sword Mound until it could be repaired.

This is a story that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Little Qin Min also saw an incomplete Hun Tian Sword when he first started learning as a child.

Su Lan scratched his head. This sword should be the standard equipment of the male protagonist, so why did he choose to be the cannon fodder?

Qin Min, however, found his young disciple quite amusing. "Do you know that the sword spirit has only unilaterally recognized you, and you haven't made a contract with it?"

"Ah, Master, this is my first time choosing a sword and I don't know how to make a contract," Su Lan blushed.

Qin Min handed Su Lan a few introductory books and sword manuals. "Do as written here. Your master once said that the Hun Tian Sword doesn't belong to this world. It's just here waiting for its master. Since it has chosen you, you must treat it well."

"Also, before your strength reaches the Creation Realm, don't let anyone know that your sword is the Hun Tian Sword."

Su Lan agreed, took the book with both hands, and then followed the senior sister to her own small courtyard.