The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

As Ye Nanhe sheathed his sword, thunderous applause erupted from the Imperial Sword Sect's arena. Although the duel between the two sword geniuses didn't result in a clear winner, it filled everyone present with excitement.

Bai Chengyan stepped forward, a satisfied smile on his face. "Xingtong, your performance has exceeded my expectations. Now, as agreed, you can enter the Sword Tomb to train." There was a subtle hint of pride in his words.

Hu Xingtong nodded, feeling both anticipation and nervousness. The Sword Tomb, this legendary place, was not only the sacred ground of the Imperial Sword Sect but also the key to her cultivation of the Sword Heart. She took a deep breath, calmed her excitement, and followed Bai Chengyan to the Sword Tomb.

The Sword Tomb, nestled in the mountains behind the Imperial Sword Sect, is a stone cavern carved by the erosion of countless sword energies. Embedded in every stone within the cavern are ancient swords, their tips pointing toward the ceiling, like countless slumbering guardians, quietly recounting the glory and vicissitudes of the past. As Hu Xingtong and Bai Chengyan approached the Sword Tomb, an ancient and majestic aura washed over them, involuntarily weighing down their minds.

Hu Xingtong stood in front of the sword tomb, feeling the sword energy coming from deep within the stone platform, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

"Xingtong, every sword in the sword tomb carries the sword intent and cultivation of a predecessor. You need to feel it with your heart to achieve your sword heart." Bai Chengyan's voice echoed in the empty stone cave with a hint of solemnity.

Hu Xingtong walked slowly forward, her gaze sweeping over the ancient swords one by one. Some were shrouded in a fierce aura, as if ready to pierce the air at any moment; others appeared gentle and restrained, revealing an otherworldly artistic conception. She closed her eyes and tried to connect with these swords with her heart, searching for a resonance that belonged to her.

Hu Xingtong found a place with a strong sword energy and sat down cross-legged. He slowly closed his eyes, covered the space with his spiritual sense, and quietly felt the sword intent in it.

Ten years later...

"Boom boom——"

"Oh no, Senior Sister, Master, oh no, there are unusual movements at the sword tomb!" A disciple came hurriedly to report.

Bai Chengyan stroked his forehead and looked at Ye Nanhe, "That girl hasn't made any noise for ten years. Isn't the noise she's making a bit too big now?"

Ye Nanhe could only shrug helplessly and follow Bai Chengyan to the sword tomb.

It has been ten years since Hu Xingtong entered the Sword Tomb. During these ten years, people from Fanyun Sect came to ask many times, as if they were afraid that Bai Chengyan would bully Hu Xingtong.

When Bai Chengyan and Ye Nanhe arrived at the sword tomb, the unusual movement had already ended.

The stone cave where the sword tomb is located is originally a natural cave. After Hu Xingtong's tossing and turning, a lot of dust and fog were shaken out from inside, blocking the vision and making it difficult to see clearly.

"Nanhe, what do you think will happen to that girl after she comes out?" Bai Chengyan asked, looking at his disciple.

Ye Nanhe shook his head instead. Hu Xingtong had been in there for ten years. If calculated based on her talent, she should have comprehended the sword spirit. Of course, this was just a conservative estimate. If Hu Xingtong's talent was even more extraordinary, she should have reached the level of a clear sword spirit.

The smoke dissipated, and a figure slowly walked out of the sword tomb. Judging from the outline, it should be Hu Xingtong.

"Sister Ye, Uncle Bai!"

As expected, they heard the voice before they saw the person. They both looked over and saw a graceful woman, shrouded in sword energy, emerge from the depths of the sword tomb. It was Hu Xingtong. Her aura was completely different from ten years ago. Now, she was like a peerless sword unsheathed, its sharp edge exposed, yet its inner depth concealed.

Hu Xingtong's figure was lithe, each step seeming to tread upon the void. Sword energy flowed with her steps, the air around her trembling as she shifted between reality and illusion. Her eyes shone like stars, gleaming with wisdom and sword intent, as if able to discern the essence of all things.

"Master Bai, Sister Ye, I'm back." Hu Xingtong's voice was clear and pleasant, but it carried a sense of power that could not be ignored.

Bai Chengyan and Ye Nanhe exchanged a glance, each seeing shock and relief in the other's eyes. They knew that Hu Xingtong must have achieved extraordinary success in his cultivation in the Sword Tomb during the past ten years.

"Xingtong, you...what realm are you at now?" Bai Chengyan couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Hu Xingtong smiled faintly, not answering directly. Instead, she slowly raised her right hand and gently waved it. Suddenly, a powerful sword intent erupted from her body, transforming into a brilliant sword light that illuminated the entire sword tomb. This sword light contained endless sword intent and laws, as if it could sever all obstacles and reach the extremes of heaven and earth.

The sword is the soul, the soul is the sword, the sword technique is divine, no moves are better than moves.

Seeing this scene, Bai Chengyan and Ye Nanhe both gasped. A clear and lucid sword heart was already the highest realm among sword cultivators. Beyond that was the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the ultimate divine realm.

"Good! Good! Xingtong, when your master was your age, he didn't have a clear understanding of swordsmanship yet!" Bai Chengyan patted Hu Xingtong's shoulder excitedly, his eyes full of pride and satisfaction.

As Bai Chengyan spoke, his eyes flashed with a fiery light, and it was clear that he wanted to eat Hu Xingtong.

"Xingtong, you have such a high talent for swordsmanship. It would be a pity if you didn't come to our Yujian Sect. Otherwise, why don't you come to our Yujian Sect? That way, you can meet your sister Ye and Sihe more often."

It turns out they were trying to poach someone...

Hu Xingtong was speechless and looked at Ye Nanhe as if for help, while the latter just laughed secretly as if watching a show.

There's nothing to count on.

"Uncle Bai, you need to discuss this matter with my master. If my master agrees, I will come."

Sure enough, after hearing what Hu Xingtong said, Bai Chengyan didn't dare to say anything. Everyone knew that Tan Luo was the most protective of his children, and he didn't dare to seek death.

"Hehe, Uncle Bai, I won't stay here long. I still have to go to Guxing. I'll come back after a while." It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one.

Before Bai Chengyan could say anything, Hu Xingtong left as if escaping.

Seeing his master's frustrated look, Ye Nanhe couldn't help but jokingly said, "Master, why don't I ask Master Tan for your opinion? Maybe he would be willing to let Xing Tong be my junior sister."

"Go away, go by yourself if you want to go!" Bai Chengyan drove Ye Nanhe away in a bad mood, and he didn't look very happy.

Ye Nanhe chuckled twice, and without stopping, he followed the direction Hu Xingtong left.

On this side, Hu Xingtong had no intention of leaving. She had to go to Gu Qingzhe to pick up Gu Xunzhou first. Moreover, the days of training in the sword tomb were boring and she had not had a good sleep. Even if she had to busy herself with work, she should rest for a night before leaving.