I have Sharingan in another world

Maybe I'll get lucky and gain the approval of some divine sword, then I'll have hit the jackpot.

Sword Heart Pavilion is an independent space. The founder of the Sword Sect probably established the Sword Sect here because there is a dimensional rift that allows the Sword Heart Pavilion to be built.

As soon as I stepped into the Sword Heart Pavilion, I heard an old man's voice echoing in my ears.

"Trial of the Sword Heart, Test Your Sword!"

As the old man finished speaking, Zhou Shu seemed to be pulled into another space, where a man dressed in white and black sat at a stone table, picked up a bowl of tea, and savored it.

Upon seeing what was happening before him, Zhou Shu frowned, thinking to himself: Could this be an illusion?

But after activating his Sharingan, Zhou Shu felt an uncontrollable tremor in his heart. Everything here was real, and his Sharingan couldn't detect any flaws.

"Interesting little guy, your eyes look rather unusual!"

The man's voice drifted over, and although he was a hundred meters away from Zhou Shu, it sounded as if he were standing right in front of him.

Who exactly is this man? He saw through my Sharingan in a single glance.

Zhou Shu muttered a complaint to himself, but his mindset calmed down.

Upon seeing Zhou Shu, the man quickly calmed down and smiled gently: "The first trial is the sword challenge. Are you ready?"

Upon seeing Zhou Shu nod, the man instantly appeared before Zhou Shu with his sword. Although Zhou Shu was quick to grab his sword and prepare to fight, he was still a beat too slow.

Faced with the man's storm of attacks, Zhou Shu's lips twitched. This man looked refined and gentle, but he didn't even give a warning before starting to fight.

The man used the same basic sword techniques as Zhou Shu, but his sword moved as gracefully and nimbly as a swimming dragon.

Zhou Shu was clearly no match for him. Under the man's overwhelming sword momentum, he was forced to retreat step by step. Frustrated by the attack, Zhou Shu let out a low shout and unleashed a sword aura.

The man raised an eyebrow and unleashed a sword aura that collided with Zhou Shu's sword aura. The resulting shockwave sent both of them flying.

Zhou Shu flipped over and used his sword to steady himself. Although it was a smooth movement, it made him look somewhat disheveled compared to the elegance of a man.

The man looked at Zhou Shuru with a refined smile: "What is a sword?"

Before Zhou Shu could speak, the man approached him again in an instant. His white sword energy was like a bolt of lightning, each strike accompanied by the sound of wind being cut, extremely sharp.

Zhou Shu's sword energy was like a rainbow, meeting the man's attack. The two exchanged hundreds of blows. Although Zhou Shu's swordsmanship was inferior to the man's, Zhou Shu's swordsmanship was honed in the Lost Land with those ferocious monsters. Every move was ruthless and vicious, and the man suffered some minor losses.

However, the man's movements were too graceful, and combined with his agile swordsmanship, Zhou Shu gradually found himself unable to keep up.

Zhou Shu knew that if things continued like this, he would eventually be worn down to death by the man. He already had many wounds on his body, while the man, apart from having his clothes torn, hadn't even touched a single piece of skin.

"What is a sword?"

The man spoke again, his long sword still wielding the blade, and he quickened his attack, which immediately increased the pressure on Zhou Shu.

Faced with the man's relentless attacks, Zhou Shu, who was already somewhat flustered, had no time to chat with him.

Seeing that Zhou Shu ignored him, the man flashed and thrust his sword out from Zhou Shu's side.

The chilling killing intent stung Zhou Shu's cheeks.

Sensing danger, Zhou Shu instinctively turned to the side, narrowly avoiding a fatal wound, but a deep gash was still cut into his ribs, exposing the bone.

Seeing that Zhou Shu had dodged his attack, the man leaped forward and launched his next attack.

Upon witnessing the man's uncanny movements again, Zhou Shu, now on guard, was determined not to suffer a second loss. He immediately activated his Sharingan, slowed down the man's movements, predicted where the man would stop, and mercilessly thrust his sword into the man's chest!

The man hadn't expected Zhou Shu's eyes to pinpoint his location, and in a moment of carelessness, he was pierced through the chest by a sword.

Zhou Shu knew he had won, and said calmly, "The sword is born to kill!"

The man continued with a laugh, "You're too aggressive, but your answer isn't wrong..."

The man, pierced through the chest, instantly transformed into specks of starlight that formed a long sword.

It was only then that Zhou Shu realized that this man was the sword spirit from the divine sword.

The old man's voice came through again.

"The Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword was forged by the master swordsmiths Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang using ten-thousand-year-old indigo iron. It is a sword of utmost sincerity and purity. The sword spirit was the previous master of this sword. Now that the sword test is over, the Dragon Abyss Sword spirit is unwilling to acknowledge you as its master. Proceed to the next test!"

Hearing the old man's words, Zhou Shu felt like he was about to vomit blood.

The Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword is a sword of utmost sincerity and purity, yet its spirit is unwilling to acknowledge it as its master... Damn it, doesn't that mean I'm not a person of utmost sincerity and purity?

As a successor to socialism, you can say I failed the test, but you can't say I have a problem with my character!

Zhou Shu was displeased: "I came here after passing the test, and I'm also bringing back about ten swords to give one to each of my friends. Why do you say I have character issues! You've only met me once and you're already saying I have character issues? You're being far too hasty!"

Hearing Zhou Shu speak loudly, the old man's voice rang out again: "The spirit of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword may not have spent much time with you, but it has existed for tens of thousands of years, so it naturally wouldn't speak recklessly. It was once a famous physiognomist in many planes; looking at your face, it can naturally discern some things, after all, appearance reflects the heart..."

Hearing this, Zhou Shu became even angrier: "You just said I have character issues, which is already unforgivable. Now you're saying I don't look like a good person. Tell me, what have I done to offend you? If you keep saying such nonsense, which other sword spirit will be willing to acknowledge me as their master?"

Upon hearing Zhou Shu's words, the spirit of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword emerged from the sword and politely said, "Young brother, I have never said that you have any character flaws! Nor have I ever said that you don't look like a good person, so it certainly won't affect your ability to sign contracts with other sword spirits..."

Zhou Shu pointed to his own nose and said, "Then tell me, is there anything wrong with my character?"

The spirit of the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword laughed and said, "Young brother, you are a man of imposing appearance, so your character is naturally beyond reproach."

"Then tell me why you're unwilling to acknowledge me as your master?" Zhou Shu persisted.

"The Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword is the sword of utmost integrity and purity..."

Before the sword spirit could finish speaking, Zhou Shu's face fell again.