My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 537 - 375: I Don’t Want to Snatch It Either_1

Chapter 537: Chapter 375: I Don’t Want to Snatch It Either_1

Glenn Mitchell’s eyes widened, and his stubborn temperament rose. He gathered a pure sword qi with both hands, infusing it with a trace of his own Sword Intent, determined to figure out the reason for his previous two failures!

Regardless of how Glenn Mitchell analyzed the six layers of sword techniques, he still felt that his method of breaking through the first two times should not have any problems.

However, this time, after the sixth layer, he became even more cautious. His spiritual control and guidance towards the sword qi also increased several times.

Glenn Mitchell focused completely on trying to see clearly what would happen next. And then... there was no "then." This carefully prepared sword qi once again mysteriously broke free from his control and disappeared within the Sword Stele.

"..."

Glenn Mitchell wanted to swear and roar, what on earth was going on? It was so weird! But as always, he remained ice-cold and silent, quietly staring at the sword stele.

By this time, Glenn Mitchell had already understood. He said discontentedly, "Which great power has decided to mock our younger generation? Disguising itself as such a common sword stele to lure people into overestimating their abilities? Is that interesting?"

And Glenn Mitchell noticed that after being "nourished" by his three sword qi, the sword stele was clearly stronger and heavier.

The Flying Sword suppressed under the sword stele clearly felt the increasing weight on it. It was entirely speechless: Are you really here to help me?

Glenn Mitchell was overwhelmed with shame. Previously, he had cautiously estimated that he could break the sword stele in four hours, but at this point... it seemed rather naïve.

But who would have thought: a great power in the world of swords would be so unrespectable and not observe their own status to tease their juniors like this?!

Now, the only thing Glenn Mitchell was sure of about this sword stele was that all the traps in the first six layers would, in any case, lead to him losing his sword qi after the sixth layer. But where exactly the traps lay, he couldn’t find them!

This was the first time he had encountered sword techniques he couldn’t fathom since he cultivated the Saint Sword Body.

But Glenn Mitchell still had a low opinion of himself. It wasn’t because his talents were not strong enough, nor was the Saint Sword Body’s level insufficiently high. He had already had great fortune in obtaining the Saint Sword Body and, later, the Chopping Axe. However, after all, he was born impoverished and had never come into contact with truly high-level flying sword techniques.

The sword techniques he observed in others’ sword duels were indeed at a lower level.

And Owen Bertram’s sword stele was originally one of the ten top-level flying sword techniques he had chosen in the Rewarding Merits Tower. Owen Bertram had integrated the ten top-level flying sword techniques and later cultivated five even higher-level flying sword techniques, making even more profound connections.

The level of this sword stele had actually surpassed the top-level flying sword techniques, ranking between the first ten and the last five. Glenn Mitchell may well be a Heavenly Vertical Genius... but Owen had stood on the shoulders of a large group of predecessors to create the sword stele technique. How could he hastily see through the subtleties within it?

Luckily, Glenn Mitchell still believed that the sword stele was left by a predecessor, so his confidence wasn’t compromised. He just felt awkward: he promised the Flying Sword to help free it, but now there was no way to do it.

He moved his feet and, too embarrassed to explain his situation to the Flying Sword, left quietly without addressing the matter.

Chirp chirp chirp—

The Flying Sword’s chirping continued non-stop, seemingly accusing, mocking, or cursing... Glenn Mitchell’s face turned beet-red, and he quickly left. He still continued his Saint Sword Body cultivation, searching for the next powerful sword weapon. After all, he needed to conquer at least two sword weapons in this stage of the trial.

He was very sensitive to the powerful sword weapons, and soon detected a fiery and intense aura. Glenn Mitchell’s heart was filled with joy; it seemed even stronger than the Flying Sword!

He passed through a long tunnel and entered a vast cave. Residual heat waves lingered in the cave, and the ground was full of enormous cracks. A towering and lonely peak stood in the center of the cave, with flames still flickering from the Volcano Crater at its top.

A tall Sword Stele stood in the middle of the mountain!

Glenn Mitchell almost let out a curse: Predecessor, you’re going too far! Are you not going to give your juniors a chance?

He hesitated for a moment before moving up the mountain, closely observing the sword stele from about half a zhang away—it was identical to the previous one.

After observing for quite some time, Glenn Mitchell still couldn’t let go of it and raised his hand to gather sword qi, wanting to try once more.

Then, as expected, after the sixth layer of sword techniques, the sword qi disappeared again.

Glenn Mitchell sighed heavily and bowed his fists towards the suppressed Sword of Spirit Fire, "Forgive me for being powerless." He then turned around and left, disappearing from the exit of the cave.

...

Donald Lee also hated Evans Graham to the bone and was extremely unwilling to hand over the sword weapon to him. Reluctantly, it was given to this big corrupt official to sell for money.

However, he remembered his mission. A warrior should never betray his responsibilities. Donald Lee needed to achieve a good ranking in the Dragon and Snake List to help arrange for the collection of military pay. The Flying Bear Army’s tens of thousands of brothers were depending on him after all—the Spirit Jade from robbing Amanda Academy could only last for a little more than a month.

Donald Lee sighed in his heart, having no choice but to sincerely try to win the ancient sword weapons’ approval.

He entered Eden Cave and first encountered a massive 15-zhang long three-edged Ancient Sword. The sword’s moves were wide and grand, each slash carrying terrifying explosive power. Donald Lee struggled to hold on through nineteen slashes, but he was almost blown apart and had no choice but to flee in defeat.