I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

The Xuantian Sect, one of the ten major sects in the Northern Region, is located in the Xuantian Spirit Mountain and has nine mountain peaks.

Shen Ming is now an inner disciple of the main peak, Tongtian Peak, and lives in a secluded courtyard on the mountain.

"Luckily, I'm not an outer disciple, so I don't have to share a dormitory with others. I don't even dare to sleep on my side at night."

Overjoyed, Shen Ming remembered that there were also true disciples above the inner disciples, who lived in caves filled with spiritual energy.

Shen Ming did not hide his inner longing. As the saying goes, people strive to rise higher. Having transmigrated to this world where the strong are respected, and with a perfect start, he should naturally be magnanimous and aim for the top of the heavens.

Let's set a small goal first: to become a true disciple of the Xuantian Sect!

True disciples are crucial to the future of the sect and are the most important channel for disciples to advance.

Talent and background are not considered; the candidates are selected through a competition.

After all, not everyone can discern the talent level of others.

If we're talking about talent, today the First Elder would dare to say his grandson has the potential to be an emperor, and tomorrow the Second Elder would say his grandson is the future human emperor.

Over time, this buries talent and wastes resources on those with connections.

Putting his thoughts aside, Shen Ming went to the Transmission Hall on the main peak and found the Transmission Elder.

"Oh? Is there something you need?"

When Elder Chuan Gong saw that it was him, he immediately led him to his study.

Shen Ming sighed, marveling at the treatment given to geniuses.

"Elder, I have mastered the Limitless True Qi and would like to know which martial arts techniques would be best paired with the Limitless Divine Skill."

"Huh?! What have you mastered?!"

The elder who was transmitting the skills paused for a moment, wondering if he had misheard.

"Elder, I practiced the 'Limitless Divine Skill' yesterday and have already condensed a wisp of Limitless True Qi in my dantian," Shen Ming said earnestly.

The elder who was passing on his skills fell silent, staring intently at Shen Ming's face, deep in thought.

What's wrong with this kid?!

The Elder who transmits the skills remembers that he said it very clearly.

Suddenly, the Transmission Elder realized that the kid was targeting him.

A martial arts manual must naturally have accompanying or suitable martial arts techniques.

Even if the "Limitless Divine Skill" is fake, they still have to fabricate it.

Shen Ming wanted to make the act convincing and not let anyone see through his act.

Rigorous! Extremely rigorous!

The elder who was passing on his skills nodded knowingly and chuckled, "The Wuji Divine Skill has a matching sword technique. I didn't expect you to master the true qi so quickly. I'll make a copy for you. Come and pick it up in an hour."

"Thank you, Elder." Shen Ming quickly expressed his gratitude.

The elder who was passing on his skills felt a little uncomfortable. There was no one else around, so there was no need to be so realistic.

Of course, he didn't point it out, and simply waved his hand.

After Shen Ming left, the Transmission Elder took out a jade slip and held a purple brush.

The pen tip is like a carving knife; with a gentle touch, the words are engraved on the jade slip.

With just a few hundred words, the book "Wuji Sword Technique" was completed.

The Transmission Elder smiled knowingly; of course, this was also something he had made up.

Having experience with the "Limitless Divine Skill", he was quite adept at it.

The swordsmanship is in harmony with the divine skill, incorporating the elder's beautiful aspirations for the way of the sword.

Because it is so beautiful, the swordsmanship is impractical and cannot be mastered.

But it doesn't matter, both the Transmission Elder and Shen Ming know it's fake, just a way to fool people.

……

"Hiss! As expected of a martial skill配套 (matching) a Heaven-level cultivation technique, it's truly extraordinary!"

An hour later, Shen Ming obtained the sword manual. After reading it without missing a single word, his face lit up with fervor.

The sword technique not only possesses the advantages of divine skill, but is also exquisite and unpredictable.

This sword technique is comparable to the four great sword styles of the Northern Region!

Shen Ming couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't heard anyone mention this before.

On second thought, this is a sword technique that complements a divine skill.

Without the Infinite True Qi, the sword technique cannot be fully utilized.

The "Limitless Divine Skill" is not something that ordinary people can master.

With so many stringent conditions combined, naturally no one could carry forward the Wuji Sword Dao.

It's okay, let me become the number one in Wuji Swordsmanship!

Shen Ming seemed to see himself carrying a long sword, fighting against the top sword cultivators of the Northern Region.

What is the first step in learning swordsmanship?

You need a sword.

Shen Ming arrived at Wanjian Peak, one of the nine branches of the Xuantian Sect, where every disciple carries a sword.

The shapes of the mountain peaks all resemble a giant sword piercing the clouds.

Wan Jianfeng, both in his personal life and in his actions, exudes a clean and efficient demeanor.

The disciples acted swiftly and concisely.

For example, Shen Ming asked a disciple of Wanjian Peak for directions.

Which way to Sword Pool?

"East."

Before Shen Ming could ask which way was east, the disciple strode away.

After careful observation, he discovered that all the disciples of Wanjian Peak were like this.

Sword cultivators are often perceived as aloof, arrogant, and unconventional.

These disciples were all deliberately imitating.

"A bunch of pretentious idiots."

Shen Ming made a sarcastic remark, without any malice.

Finally, after piecing together a complete sentence from several Wanjian Peak disciples, Shen Ming found the Sword Pool.

As the name suggests, Sword Pool contains countless swords.

Disciples of the Xuantian Sect can come here to choose their own swords, regardless of whether they are sword cultivators or not.

Some of these swords were forged by the God of Sword, while others were brought back from elsewhere.

What's amazing is that the sword pool contains a rich sword intent that can nourish the sword.

Even a rusty sword placed in the sword pool will be completely renewed in just a few days.

In the sword pool, each sword is dazzling and exquisite.

The pervasive sword energy seemed to have materialized, as if one were in an ice cellar.

The swords flashed, each one seemingly breathing.

"If you are not a disciple of Ten Thousand Swords Peak, just pick any sword and leave."

A cold voice sounded.

Two people were standing not far from Shen Ming, one of whom was Chu Tian, ​​the one with innate sword bones from yesterday.

Chu Tian lowered his eyelids and remained expressionless, already displaying the demeanor of a disciple of Wanjian Peak.

Beside him was a middle-aged man, fair-skinned and beardless, with a dignified appearance and extraordinary demeanor.

He was dressed in white, with sword patterns on his lapels and cuffs.

Xie Tianjian, the peak master of Wanjian Peak.

Chu Tian was born with a sword-like spirit and became a disciple of Wanjian Peak. The peak master personally selected a sword for him, making it a very ceremonial occasion.

The other Wan Jian Peak disciples wisely withdrew from the sword pool.

Are the swords in the Sword Pool all different?

Shen Ming didn't see this layer, and seeing that the other peak masters were all here, he humbly asked for their guidance.

What ambition!

Chu Tian thought that Shen Ming was unconvinced and didn't even give face to the peak master.

Senior brothers and sisters Wan Jianfeng always treated the peak master with utmost respect.

“Peak Master, let me choose the sword with him,” Chu Tian said.

Xie Tianjian was slightly surprised. He knew the new disciple's temperament and was surprised that he was willing to be with others.

"Then let's get started."

Normally, non-disciples of Wanjian Peak would simply pick one as Xie Tianjian had instructed.

It's a waste for someone who's not a sword cultivator to want such a good sword.

If it were a disciple of Wan Jianfeng, the situation would be completely different.

At Xie Tianjian's signal, Chu Tian arrived at the very center of the sword pool.

Here stands a giant sword, ten zhang tall, entirely black, made of a material that resembles both iron and stone, with several thick chains on the hilt at the top.

The blade is several meters wide and its surface is as smooth as a mirror.