Chapter 403
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Chapter 403: Double Happiness
At this moment, in the dojo where the two were sparring, endless sword light shone, and the waves from their sword clashes spread outward like a level twelve hurricane.
Just then, a shadow of a Giant Sword descended from the sky and directly struck Xu Fan’s Five Elements protective shield amid the storm of sword light.
Both of them instinctively stopped their movements; based on the outcome of the sparring, Xu Fan had lost.
Wang Yulun looked at the Spiritual Sword in his hand in disbelief and exclaimed, “You actually defeated Big Brother Xu!”
“You’re thinking too much; just now, I only displayed your son’s combat level,” Xu Fan replied.
“That’s not how dreams work,” Xu Fan shot a glance at Wang Yulun.
“Then Big Brother Xu, try your best. I feel like I can hold on for a while,” Wang Yulun confidently said, recalling how during their fight, the battle assistance system of the Spiritual Sword perfectly predicted Xu Fan’s every move and the flaws in his techniques.
“Come at me then,” Xu Fan beckoned with a hand.
Wang Yulun held the sword and attacked Xu Fan again.
‘Bang!!’
A figure shot away like a cannonball.
A day later, Wang Yulun appeared in Xu Fan’s courtyard, holding a fishing rod made of a magical artifact.
“Big Brother Xu, let’s go fishing today; I feel like we can catch something good,” Wang Yulun said.
Normally not fond of fishing, Wang Yulun felt a strong desire to fish today as soon as his injuries healed, as if something was calling him.
“Alright, let’s go.”
Xu Fan only thought of one thing at that moment: the hundredfold return was about to arrive.
On the Ten Thousand-Mile Giant Lake, under the morning sun, the calm lake surface, and the gentle breeze created a wonderful atmosphere.
Xu Fan and Wang Yulun sat on a spiritual boat, chatting while fishing.
Xu Fan looked eagerly at the lake’s surface, wondering how the return would manifest.
“Big Brother Xu, how long can I use this Spiritual Sword you gave me? What is the upper limit of this assistance combat system?” Wang Yulun asked.
“You can use it until the Core Formation stage without any issues. Right now, this Spiritual Sword is just a basic version; later, you will receive various models of Spiritual Swords,” Xu Fan replied.
“When the time comes, you just need to pull out the corresponding Spiritual Sword to deal with whatever kind of enemy you encounter,” Xu Fan continued.
A good brother shouldn’t just be given one Spiritual Sword; he should have a full set of them.
There would be Spiritual Swords and systems for dealing with beasts, those from the beast race, and cultivators, and they would need to be further divided into melee and ranged, illusions, or poison techniques.
Before his good brother advanced to the Great Ascension stage, at least twelve sets with thirty-six Spiritual Swords should be prepared, and protective artifacts were essential as well.
While Xu Fan pondered these things, he gazed at the lake and momentarily lost himself in thought.
At that moment, an unusual wave emanated from the lakebed.
Wang Yulun’s fishing rod began to tremble.
“A big fish is on the line!” Wang Yulun exclaimed, straining to pull it back.
Xu Fan placed a hand on Wang Yulun’s shoulder to assist him.
After a fierce tug-of-war, a mini palace was fished out.
Wang Yulun took it in his hand and casually tossed it to Xu Fan, saying, “Here’s another one of those strange things, Big Brother Xu, it’s yours now.”
“There must be good stuff inside; don’t you want it?” Xu Fan laughed.
“It doesn’t matter. If there’s something good, I wouldn’t know how to use it anyway; it’s better to give it to you, Big Brother Xu.”
At this moment, Wang Yulun extended his hand toward Xu Fan and said, “Hand it over.”
“Regretting it?” Xu Fan placed the mini palace on the table without thinking much.
“Fruit candy? Who wants this?” Wang Yulun waved his hand dismissively.
“I want 200 pieces.”
“120~”
“180~”
“140~”
“Forget it, 150 pieces; no more haggling.” As Xu Fan spoke, he took out a small cloth bag filled with already refined fruit candy.
“Deal.”
In the underground space of Hidden Spirit Island, Xu Fan and his two clones surrounded the mini palace.
“It should be a Daoist artifact palace,” the Second Clone said.
“It’s barely considered a high-level Daoist artifact,” the First Clone replied, brushing his hand over the palace, revealing a Celestial Script Formation.
“There’s a residual consciousness from the previous owner; this could be troublesome,” Xu Fan remarked.
“Leave this to me; I’ll handle it in three days,” the First Clone said.
Three days later, as the mini palace opened, the three entered the Daoist artifact palace.
Once inside, they looked at the text composed of celestial script.
“Observe the text; understand the meaning.”
A deep, resonating sound echoed forth.
“This is the personal palace of an artifact great master of the human race; he was ambushed by enemies and perished here when he ascended to the Immortal Realm,” Xu Fan explained as he studied the celestial script.
“The artifact great master was ambushed during the ascension in this realm,” the First Clone noted, and the three exchanged glances.
This was clearly nonsense; an artifact great master would surely have several defensive celestial tools when ascending, plus protection from forces in the Immortal Realm. It would be nearly impossible for him to be killed.
At that moment, a sword appeared before the three.
“After thirty thousand years, thirty thousand years, someone has finally come!” A voice like sword sound emanated from the Immortal Sword.
“Who among you is the artifact master? Follow me to the inner palace and receive the inheritance from my master, Qi Yun, the artifact great master,” the Immortal Sword said.
Xu Fan and his two clones looked at the Immortal Sword with incredulous expressions.
“Did your previous master not tell you not to fake anything in front of artifact masters, especially three of them?” Xu Fan replied lightly.
In an instant, three layers of celestial script formations appeared beneath the sword’s body, forcibly breaking the celestial script formation inside the Immortal Sword.
At that moment, the Immortal Sword revealed its true nature, turning into an ordinary Spiritual Sword before the three.
“Spirit of the Daoist artifact, just patiently await your destined master; that is your fate.”
“Dreaming of becoming a spiritual practitioner against the heavens, you originally had a chance,” Xu Fan said to the trapped Spiritual Sword, as if watching a mere mortal.
“Where did I slip up?” the Immortal Sword retorted defiantly.
“You disguised it quite well. Although we saw through it, there wasn’t much to it.”
“But you absolutely should not have shown us any killing intent.”
“If you had been honest and submissive, you would still have had a chance to become a spiritual practitioner; however, now it’s too late.” Xu Fan said as he snapped his fingers lightly.
The celestial script formation that trapped the Immortal Sword activated, and then a burst of energy was extracted; this was the sword’s intelligence.
“Grape should like this,” Xu Fan said, looking at the intelligence of the Immortal Sword in his hand.
“Divide it into several portions as a reward for Grape; this way, Grape’s happiness will double,” the First Clone chuckled.
“Are you mocking me?” Xu Fan looked at the First Clone with a knowing smile, remembering that he once used this method to deal with the clones, where a comic was divided into several parts.
“Haha, how could that be?” the two clones laughed simultaneously.
