Chaos Sword Body Technique: The Sword God is invincible!
Chapter 390: Apprenticeship

Chapter 390: Chapter 390: Apprenticeship

Hearing Jian Feidao’s words, Half-Saint Xuan Yu couldn’t help but want to laugh.

Lin Yi, not qualified to be your disciple?

You’re making quite the jest.

You should know that even the Supreme Elder thinks you’re not quite worthy to be Lin Yi’s master.

But, he had nonetheless promised the Supreme Elder not to reveal anything about Lin Yi’s comprehension of the Wutian Sword Stele.

Although Half-Saint Xuan Yu was stiflingly uncomfortable, he suppressed the urge to tell the truth and said solemnly, "Jian Feidao, you’d better honestly take Xu Qing as your disciple; otherwise, I can assure you, you will definitely regret it deeply in the future."

Hearing this, Jian Feidao felt somewhat puzzled—how could this old guy, Xuan Yu, be so certain that he would regret it?

It’s as if I’m not good enough to be the kid’s master.

What a joke, who am I?

I am Jian Feidao!

The second peerless genius to comprehend the Wutian Sword Stele in five hundred years; to this day, he had not taken a single disciple. Shouldn’t his standards for accepting disciples be high?

"Even without the comprehension of the Wutian Sword Stele, Xu Qing is the most exceptional talent our Heavenly Sword Holy Land has seen in nearly a hundred years," it doesn’t mean anything."

The Heavenly Sword Saint Master said, "Jian Feidao, think of it as making a contribution to the Holy Land. Take Xu Qing as your disciple."

Seeing the Heavenly Sword Saint Master making the request, Jian Feidao reluctantly nodded, "Alright."

"Since even the Saint Master has spoken, how can I, as a brother, have the heart to refuse?"

After saying this, Jian Feidao turned to Lin Yi with all seriousness, "Kid, from now on, you are a disciple of Jian Feidao."

Lin Yi immediately bowed to Jian Feidao and said, "Disciple pays respects to the Master."

Although Jian Feidao seemed a bit peculiar and different from what he had imagined, he was much preferable to those deeply scheming old men.

Choosing a master is too important for a person; Old Man Wu Liang, for example, was ruined because he chose the wrong master.

If he had not become the disciple of the Third Elder of the Holy Mansion, Wu Liang wouldn’t have met such a fate.

It was the cautionary tale of Wu Liang that made Lin Yi all the more cautious about choosing a master.

After formally becoming a disciple of Jian Feidao, Lin Yi followed him to the standalone peak where Jian Feidao resided.

"This peak is called Invincible Peak. It was only me living here, but now I will have you too."

"Invincible Peak has numerous palaces, and since I seldom stay in the Holy Land, you can live anywhere you like," Jian Feidao said.

Invincible Peak?

True to the name of someone who brags, even his residence had such a boastful name.

Lin Yi nodded but didn’t want to waste words, instead, he got straight to the point, "Master, I have something that was entrusted to me to be delivered to you."

He then took out the Primordial Heaven Sword and handed it to Jian Feidao.

"What is this piece of junk..."

Jian Feidao took the Broken Sword from Lin Yi’s hand and started to examine it, but the next second, his expression became very grave.

"This... could it be the Primordial Heaven Sword?"

Lin Yi nodded, "Yes, it is indeed the Primordial Heaven Sword."

"Who asked you to deliver this sword to me?" Jian Feidao asked, surprised.

"The Holy Mansion Master, Ouyang Yue Ming," Lin Yi answered without hiding anything.

"Ouyang Yue Ming..."

Hearing this name, Jian Feidao’s eyes also revealed a trace of turbulence, "So it was him."

"That guy was a promising talent I met on a journey once, and I took him under my wing for a month of cultivation."

"When he was departing, I even gave him a Saint Token so he could report to the Heavenly Sword Holy Land."

"But I have not seen him since then."

"He’s dead."

Lin Yi sighed.

He then told Jian Feidao about how Ouyang Yue Ming had been schemed against, his battles with the Undying Blood Clan where he cut down six kings and gravely wounded one.

"Indeed, he was a remarkable talent, and I wasn’t wrong in my judgment back then," Jian Feidao’s face also showed a hint of emotion, "It’s only a pity that such a moldable talent died at the hands of the Undying Blood Clan."

Had Ouyang Yue Ming not fallen, it was very likely he could have become a Semi-Saint.

And looking across the entire Eastern Domain, Semi-Saints are exceedingly rare.

Even within the Holy Lands, they are cornerstone figures.

"Is this the reason you came to find me as a master?"

Jian Feidao finally understood why Lin Yi insisted on becoming his disciple.

It turns out Lin Yi just wanted to deliver the Primordial Heaven Sword to him and not because of the reputation he adored.

This was a significant blow to Jian Feidao’s ego.

"You could have easily given this sword to the Holy Master or the other Half-Saints; there was no need to insist that it had to be me."

Lin Yi said, "Senior Ouyang told me that only by delivering this sword to you, Legendary Half-Saint Jian Feidao, could he be completely reassured."

"Only you would definitely not collude with the Undying Blood Clan."

"The others might not be trustworthy."