Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

A bright moon shone down, casting a cool, clear light. Xue Lan continued peeling, finally managing to extract a whole water chestnut.

“You were created by him using a remnant of his soul. Even with the divine artifact, the Su Jun Sword, nourishing your soul, it has not recovered much over thousands of years,” Xue Lan said slowly in a youthful voice.

“I’ve been imprisoned in this small world for thousands of years. I feel like I’d rather be dead.” Lu Su looked at the moon outside the window.

The same moon, the same scenery, unchanged for thousands of years.

Xue Lan thought to herself, "What a fool." Then she looked at Lü Su and asked, "Sister, would you allow me to take the Su Jun Sword to the outside world?"

Lu Su looked somewhat surprised, and the woman rested her cheek on her hand.

“I know that people outside are seeking to inherit the legacy, but for thousands of years, only you have entered my world. And it turns out that you are not here for the legacy, but only for a sword.”

Xue Lan said calmly, "Sister, you misunderstand. It's not that I don't want enough; it's that I want them all."

"You want the legacy of Wan Gong Fang, and you don't want to let go of the magical artifact that's parasitized by the beautiful older sister either," Xue Tong complained.

Xue Lan narrowed her eyes. She naturally had her own considerations. The Wan Gong Fang had gathered the souls of the weapon-refining masters of the Yuanming Realm over the past ten thousand years, so it must have something in mind.

The sword spirit trapped within the Su Jun Sword might just be the key to obtaining the Wan Gong Fang's inheritance.

Inside the enormous weapon-refining chamber, the memorial tablet that had been frantically searching like an ant on a hot pan snorted coldly: "Her intentions are impure. I don't believe Su Jun would..."

"Alright!" In the world of the sword, Lü Su looked at Xue Lan and spoke, abruptly stopping the words of the memorial tablet halfway through.

“I asked you to take the Su Jun Sword. It’s been a thousand years. I wonder where the next person who can access the world within the sword is.”

"Aren't you afraid I'll use you to do bad things, sister?"

“If I don’t want to, all you’ll get is a piece of scrap metal,” Lu Su said, looking at Xue Lan.

Xue Lan was overjoyed.

"Thank you, sister. I'll be going now!"

When Xue Lan returned to the real world, all the other trial participants around her had surpassed her. At the very top was still the girl from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan, with Chu Yutian and Long Siyin behind her.

Xue Lan thought to herself that although Long Siyin's Dao heart was shattered, her understanding of the sword was perfectly sound.

The girl reached out her hand, and the pine tree beside the stone wall had long since transformed into a beautiful longsword.

The gleaming silver blade and the hilt inlaid with transparent gemstones shone brightly in Xue Lan's eyes.

Xue Lan sighed softly, "The sword lives up to its name."

The girl raised her hand and pulled the Su Jun sword out of the crevice in the rock.

The Su Jun Sword emitted a soft hum, as if invisible ripples were spreading in the air.

The ripples were invisible, but their power was considerable. The entire Hidden Sword Mountain began to tremble, and finally, a crack appeared where Xue Lan was.

Everyone looked at Xue Lan, knowing that she had a great opportunity.

"You just pulled out a sword, right?" Xue Tong asked quietly.

Xue Lan calmly put the Su Jun Sword into her sleeve in front of everyone.

"Who knows? After all, it's this master's wife's sword."

He actually has a wife.

Xue Lan felt a chill run down her spine again, but she ignored it, sheathed her Su Jun sword, and continued climbing.

Inside that enormous weapon-refining chamber, the memorial tablet called Old Nie could no longer remain seated. It repeatedly rammed against the transparent barrier.

"Stop bumping into her! Stop bumping into her! You put her there just so that someone who could be involved in the karma could enter her sword world, right?" the two memorial tablets behind her said, swaying precariously.

"That's right, that's right, what you're thinking..."

Old Nie, who was at the front, fell silent.

Xue Lan used the Void Stepping Technique to ascend, but when she reached Wu Yijun's side, she was grabbed. The girl frowned and looked at Xue Lan, saying, "Don't you dare blow up this secret realm."

"Who told you I blew up the secret realm?" Xue Lan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Chengxue said you even blew up your own mountain!" Wu Yijun looked into Xue Lan's eyes: "We have to be careful."

Xue Lan had no way to refute it, so she remained silent.

After they finished speaking, they continued upwards. Xue Lan's movements were incredibly fast; in just a few breaths, she arrived beside Long Siyin like a light, flowing cloud.

Seeing Xue Lan come up, Long Siyin asked with some concern, "Are you alright?"

Xue Lan shook her head: "It's nothing!"

"Is it really such a big deal to steal someone else's wife away?" Xue Tong asked.

"It's nothing serious!" Xue Lan looked at a huge rock to the side, which should be a heavy sword, Long Siyin's next target.

"It seems more suitable for Zhu He." Xue Lan looked at the boulder, then glanced somewhat affectedly at Long Siyin beside her: "Won't Siyin steal my love?"

Long Siyin ignored her and continued upwards.

Even though Silver Moon Wolf and Chu Yutian at the front were very skilled, they couldn't interpret all the sword inscriptions on the stone wall. Xue Lan followed behind them, picking up the ones that the others had missed, feeling quite pleased with herself.

That heavy sword, which looked bulky, felt surprisingly light in my hand, as if it were hollow. It had a very light and carefree name—Xinghe (行鹤).

A crane is carved on the blade near the hilt, the black crane dancing gracefully, so lifelike that it seems about to take flight and soar into the heavens.

Its sword inscription is also very interesting:

"I wish to soar lightly among the clouds to the ninth heaven, but I am even more alarmed, for I bear a burden of a thousand pounds."

"Soaring straight to the clouds, carrying a thousand pounds of weight." Xue Lan sheathed the heavy crane sword.

"Just like Zhu He," Xue Tong said softly.

Xue Lan smiled and said, "Yes, just like Zhu He."

Others may not know what it means to rise to great heights, but Xue Lan knows, she knows the effort that child has made.

"So what if it's a heavy burden?" Xue Lan smiled and continued upwards.

Despite the immense burden, didn't Zhu He still establish the path of carefree wandering and soar to great heights?

Xue Lan: I'm so proud of my junior brother!

The girl from the Silver Moon Wolf Clan had already reached the summit of Hidden Sword Mountain. Xue Lan leisurely picked up some particularly challenging sword inscriptions along the way and challenged them.

When Long Siyin saw her come up, she couldn't help but say, "I thought you came here for a spring outing."

Xue Lan smiled sheepishly. In fact, she had already made a fortune from this trip to Cangjian Mountain.

The trip was worthwhile just for that Su Jun sword alone.

After exchanging a few words, the two looked towards the center of the mountaintop.

This glance was enough to startle Xue Lan; the system hidden in her sleeve exclaimed in surprise: "I…"

Before them was a huge circular platform suspended in the air, upon which was a sword formation.

It was a coiled dragon made of broken swords, lying silently in the center of the platform. Through the dense array of broken swords, Xue Lan saw a long sword stuck in the middle of the platform.

Xue Lan is a greedy person, and she never denies it.

As the crowd approached, the eyes of the giant dragon hovering above the platform slowly lit up.

"A spirit?" The strange-looking girl from Fengdu City suddenly spoke up: "The Dragon Clan sealed off the mountain a thousand years ago. I didn't expect that the two spirits here could simulate the power of a real dragon."

Xue Lan looked at her with some curiosity. The girl was extremely beautiful, with a pair of golden eyes. She was wearing a magical robe that could isolate her aura, so Xue Lan could not tell her true form for a moment.

Xue Lan could tell that her golden eyes were not a disguise. Among the demon race, there are not many people born with golden eyes, but there are still quite a few.

Among those whom Xue Lan knew and was familiar with were Jing Tonghu, Qilin, and Long.

The Dragon Clan has indeed been sealed off for two thousand years. As far as Xue Lan knows, there's a problem with the Dragon Clan's bloodline, making it difficult to have offspring. The last little one born a thousand years ago was a male white dragon.

Xue Lan felt a headache coming on when she looked at the formation in front of her, and looked to Wu Yijun for help.

Wu Yijun reached out and looked at Xue Lan: "Chengxue said he made you a formation plate that can break all spells. Take it out."

Xue Lan was somewhat reluctant, feeling that Yan Chengxue was a big mouth who would tell everyone everything.

Wu Yijun obtained Xue Lan's array plate, and the two sets of array flags on the plate began to rotate rapidly before flying towards the giant dragon in front.

The sleeping dragon watched as the array flags flew towards it, its body radiating sword energy, and its eyes, formed from a pair of evil spirits, shone brightly.

As the spiritual energy circulated, flesh and blood slowly grew on the dragon's body formed from the broken sword. It opened its mouth wide and let out a violent dragon roar towards the clouds.

At the same time, the array flags that had been sent flying were planted under the giant dragon. As the five-colored light flowed, lightning suddenly broke out within the array, striking the dragon's yin spirit eyeballs directly.

Wu Yijun shouted, "The dragon is controlled by the Yin spirit, and its eyes are the core of the formation!"

In an instant, everyone rushed forward to attack the dragon, determined to obtain the longsword guarded by it.

Xue Lan looked at the lightning-streaked array in front of her and heard Xue Tong's voice.

Yan Chengxue isn't just a top student, he's a genius!

Xue Lan did not refute.