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Chapter 1500 - 75 Sword Formation Double Ji! That Familiar Sword Intent (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3

Chapter 1500: Chapter 75 Sword Formation Double Ji! That Familiar Sword Intent (Seeking Monthly Votes)_3

Upon closer inspection, the Artifact Spirit on the left was dressed in a crisply neat, white, female martial outfit, with a sword on her back. She had piercing eyes and a cold expression, exuding an untamed air from inside out.

Her ink-black hair, tied into a ponytail, fluttered amidst the swirl of Sword Intent around her. With her clothes billowing, she presented an exceptionally heroic and spirited appearance.

On the right, the other young Artifact Spirit wore a loose robe adorned with Mysterious Runes, holding an Array Plate in her hand. Her black hair casually draped over her shoulders, giving her a mysterious and inscrutable look that made one eager to uncover her secrets.

Clearly, these two Artifact Spirit girls were none other than Jian Ji and Zhen Ji.

At this moment, their attention was focused on Wei Qingyun, scrutinizing him as they said, "He’s also quite handsome, upper tier among all the heirs in history, but we wonder about his Bloodline Talent and family background?"

"Jingan’s First-Grade Wei Qingyun of the Wei Family, greets the two senior Artifact Spirits." Wei Qingyun suppressed his ecstatic heart, greeting them with neither arrogance nor subservience on his face, "Qingyun has Second Rate Supremacy Bloodline Talent, and our family possesses substantial wealth. As long as Qingyun is favored by the Sword Array Dual Ultimate Codex, our family will surely provide abundant resources to support Qingyun."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the two young Artifact Spirits lit up, their expressions growing even more satisfied.

Especially the Jian Ji in the green battle dress, she nodded in approval and said, "Handsome, good Sword Dao talent, decent Bloodline talent, and a considerably wealthy family background. Among all the successors, he should make it into the top three easily, far stronger than the last Ji Wuchen!"

"Cough, cough, cough~"

Ji Wuchen almost choked to death, couldn’t help but protest to Wang Anye beside him, "These two girls are just gold-diggers. I was very strong in all aspects back then, it’s just that my family was a bit on the poorer side."

In the Profound Martial world, while having great talent is one thing, the thickness of cultivation resources is equally important. Initially, the Ji Family was merely Third-Class Aristocratic Families, which meant that the help they could provide Ji Wuchen was relatively limited, at most aiding his cultivation up to the early stages of Divine Power Territory.

To advance rapidly and reach the Transcendent Void Realm would require a vast amount of resources, something that a small Third-Class Aristocratic Family simply could not afford.

Fortunately, Ji Wuchen was resilient himself, fighting through numerous obstacles to reach the advanced stages of Divine Power Territory all on his own.

However, it was precisely because he was gathering resources for his future promotion to Transcendent Void Realm that he and his wife went to the Immortal Demon Battlefield to earn battle achievements. It was there that his wife Fu Hongye tragically fell to a sneak attack, setting off a series of subsequent events.

"Sword Ji’s sister makes sense." Zhen Ji spoke in a lazy voice, "In the past we were young and ignorant, and we had selected heirs with weak family backgrounds several times, resulting in enormous difficulties for each of them to ascend to the Void Realm. The worst of them was that Ji Wuchen. Not only was he poor, but he also foolishly sought revenge in the Demonic Dynasty."

"Revenge aside, he also trapped us sisters in this Sword tomb for more than seven thousand years, trying to get the small Ji Family to monopolize us." Jian Ji was also looking cross, her delicate face filled with discontent, "It infuriates me to no end."

Jian Ji and Zhen Ji, the two young Artifact Spirits, continually vented their complaints about Ji Wuchen, clearly harboring much resentment over the years.

"Master, these two Artifact Spirit sisters seem to have quite the temper." Wang Anye conversed with Ji Wuchen.

"Cough cough, it’s mostly because they’ve been cooped up in the Sword tomb for too long, swelling with grievances," Ji Wuchen said with a guilty conscience, "Don’t worry, they are usually very cute and not fierce at all."

"Please rest assured, two senior Artifact Spirits." Wei Qingyun bowed gracefully, perfectly adopting the demeanor of a son from a Prominent Family. "Our First-Grade Wei Family is wealthy and powerful, with numerous mines, and we have two Transcendent Void Realm Old Ancestors in our family. We guarantee that we will not let the two seniors experience those difficult times again."

"Sword Ji sister, I think he’s good, what do you think?" Jian Ji said with a joyful face.

"I think he’s fine too. Overall, Wei Qingyun is already a quite exceptional successor."

As Sword Array Mistress exchanged back and forth, showing quite a pleased attitude towards Wei Qingyun, Yun Tai’an finally found it hard to maintain his composure.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Senior Artifact Spirits, I am Yun Tai’an, of the bloodline of the Imperial Household of the Immortal Dynasty, and my family also has a solid foundation. You should at least give me a chance, let me attempt to comprehend the Sword Stele first, then decide on the successor after."

Since Yun Tai’an had stepped forward, Wang Anye temporarily held back from speaking.

Originally, according to the plan, upon meeting Jian Ji and Zhen Ji, he was supposed to summon his Master, Ji Wuchen, to recognize them.

But judging from their complaints about the Master, Wang Anyye thought that revealing the Master now might have the opposite effect.

"Are there any other Trialists?"

Only then did Sword Array Double Ji turn their attention towards Yun Tai’an, Wang Anye, and the others.

They both frowned slightly, their expressions showing a hint of displeasure: "Finding a suitable successor isn’t so easy. We’ve waited seven thousand years, and it’s not easy to find today’s qualified successor. Don’t make trouble."

"Sisters," Jiqianqian, feeling a bit anxious, couldn’t help but bow and interject, "Since they are here, they should at least be given a chance to try. Perhaps, their performance won’t be inferior to Wei Qingyun? Wouldn’t that give you sisters more options to choose from?"