I exchanged sects with the real daughter, and I ascended to heaven to offer sacrifices to her

Inside the hall, everyone was concentrating intently, not daring to blink, for fear of missing any details.

Some disciples even took out a magic jade slip to record the moment of drawing the sword, waiting to post it on the jade slip so that it would top the list of hot topics in the immortal sect.

As the sword case opened, the Heavenly Tribulation Sword came into everyone's sight again. Purple lightning lingered on the sword body, emitting a powerful aura.

Yu Qingning slowly stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to touch the hilt of the sword, a powerful force of thunder and lightning suddenly surged out from the sword body and rushed straight to Yu Qingning's palm.

Seeing this scene, everyone held their breath, thinking that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword must be difficult to control.

He hadn't even touched the hilt of the sword, but it had already displayed such astonishing power that my heart was in my throat.

Of course, there are also people who are not nervous and are just waiting to see the joke, such as the shit-shoveling brother Su Ke.

As the young disciple of the leader of Yuqing Sect, Brother Shanshi also followed his master to Penglai Sect today. In addition to attending the apprenticeship banquet, he also came to visit Su Shanshi.

Because the one-year period has arrived, Su Shanshi was released from the Siguo Hall a few months ago and is now cleaning the poop for the spirit beasts in the spirit beast garden.

When the Shit Shoveler saw his biological sister, he felt even more distressed. In addition, during the Tianjiao assessment, he was ridiculed for his poetry, but Yu Qingning became a Tianjiao disciple, which directly broke the Shit Shoveler's defense.

Seeing Yu Qingning about to draw her sword, he hoped that Yu Qingning would not be able to do so, so that he could laugh at her harshly like he did on the day he wrote the poem.

Yu Qingning's expression remained unchanged, and he showed no sign of retreat.

He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword and held it firmly, and immediately felt the power of thunder and lightning coming from the sword.

The electric light moved around Yu Qingning's palm, as if testing her strength and will.

Yu Qingning condensed the spiritual power of thunder in his palm and slowly injected it into the sword, causing it to collide with the power of thunder and lightning emitted by the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

For a moment, the purple electric light surrounding the sword became even more dazzling.

Yu Qingning's eyes narrowed slightly as he concentrated on feeling the power in the sword. His mind and the sword intent gradually became one, and the air around him seemed to become heavy because of this power.

Gradually, the spiritual power surging from the palm and the power of thunder and lightning no longer collided, but began to merge, forming a more powerful force.

Yu Qingning felt that his spiritual power and the lightning power in the sword resonated with each other, as if they had found resonance.

The Heavenly Tribulation Sword also seemed to sense Yu Qingning's will, and a subtle connection was formed between the two. The sword body began to tremble slightly, as if responding to her call.

Seeing this scene, everyone present widened their eyes, and some even stood up from their seats nervously.

In an instant, a powerful force of thunder and lightning surged out and flowed along Yu Qingning's arm.

Jumping purple lightning began to appear around Yu Qingning's body, echoing the lightning surrounding the sword.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared above the sword.

Everyone's pupils trembled as they saw a giant Kun made of thunder and lightning tumbling in the void, its huge body almost covering the entire hall.

The giant Kun's eyes revealed scrutiny and majesty, and every swing was accompanied by deafening thunder, as if all the power of thunder in the world was gathered on it.

"Look! The sword spirit appears! It's the Thunder Giant Kun!" someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Sword spirits usually exist in human form, half-human, half-beast form, or in beast form. Some sword cultivators regard their natal sword as their Taoist companion, and pray that one day a female sword spirit will be born as their companion.

Compared with beast-shaped sword spirits, human-shaped sword spirits do have more advantages, such as completing a task for their master in human form.

However, the beast-shaped sword spirit has an absolute advantage in raw power, and as the master's cultivation level improves, the beast-shaped sword spirit also has the opportunity to transform into a human form.

Although the sword spirit in front of him was in the form of a beast, it was a rare and huge creature like the Thunder Giant Kun. How could one not be amazed?

The sword spirit suddenly appeared and circled above Yu Qingning's head, and finally stopped in front of her, as if observing her silently.

Yu Qingning and the sword spirit looked at each other, and they seemed to be communicating silently.

"Why draw your sword?"

Suddenly, a deep voice sounded in Yu Qingning's mind. It was the voice of the sword spirit.

Yu Qingning didn't expect that there would be three questions in the Tianjiao assessment, and he would be asked about drawing the sword.

Although Yu Qingning complained a little, he already had the answer in his heart.

Without much hesitation, he firmly communicated with the sword spirit with his spiritual consciousness.

"I don't want to talk about protecting the people, choosing to draw the sword to uphold justice and punish the wicked, but I have people I want to protect and a sect I want to defend."

"I am a human being. I have emotions, desires, people I want to kill, and enemies I hate to the core. I draw my sword to protect everything I hold dear, and to redress the injustice in my heart."

"I will not let the innocent die in vain, and I will not let evil run rampant. I draw my sword for the justice in my heart, and to cut off all injustice, even if the road ahead is full of thorns. This is why I draw my sword."

Yu Qingning's words revealed an unquestionable firmness and determination.

The sword spirit was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, a voice as deep as the ocean waves slowly spoke, "I understand your reasoning. A sword is inherently heartless, but the one who wields it possesses emotions."

"The path of the sword is long, but every step must be firm, and every swing of the sword must be without regret. But remember, the sword is also a double-edged sword. It can protect, but it can also hurt. You must remember your original intention, otherwise, the sword in your hand will eventually turn against its master."

As soon as the words were spoken, the sword spirit's body completely disappeared into the air. At this moment, Yu Qingning clearly felt that the Heavenly Tribulation Sword in her hand was shaking violently, as if expressing its approval of her.

Yu Qingning gripped the hilt of the sword, exerted force on his palm, and tried to slowly pull the sword out of the scabbard.

Instantly, a dazzling flash of lightning burst out, illuminating the entire hall.

When Yu Qingning grasped the hilt of the sword and swung it lightly, the entire hall seemed to be enveloped by a powerful force.

Wherever the tip of the sword pointed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming tiny cracks.

There seemed to be endless thunder and lightning surging in those cracks, which could erupt with devastating power at any time.

Yu Qingning felt this unprecedented power, and she knew that from this moment on, she had established a connection with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword that transcended life and death.

When the natal sword is damaged, the sword cultivator will also suffer severe damage. This connection is a contract between the sword cultivator and the natal sword, which means that she will live and die with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

"The sword spirit has recognized its master! Your master was right! From now on, you are the master of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

Pei Yin had unknowingly stood up from the main seat, his clear and majestic voice filled with pride and joy.

I almost said: You are worthy of being my disciple!