At first when they heard the beautiful woman mention that none of the hundred geniuses of their Underground Palace could subdue this sword—in addition so many had received strong backlash—no one in the private rooms, in fact, thought that Feng Chen could truly subdue this silver longsword.
But reality slapped them in the face. Feng Chen not only subdued the longsword before an hour was even up, but also made it take the initiative to recognize him as its owner. This kind of strength made one unable to not admire.
“Feng Chen’s reputation truly is well-deserved. I’m even suspicious if he’s already advanced to Spirit Emperor.” Mo Yi Ran said with a hint of playfulness on his lips.
A year ago, they received news that Feng Chen was already at Nine-leaf Spirit King. With his incredible cultivation speed, it was entirely possible that he might have advanced to Spirit Emperor already, but he didn’t expose it.
Shui Yan Ze nodded and sighed: “I also think that he may have advanced to Spirit Emperor. The structure of the Three Great Empires may change because of him.”
They were both crown princes of the Three Empires, and he and Huo Li Ruo were both relatively outstanding geniuses, but compared to Feng Chen, they were nothing at all.
“Don’t be discouraged, such a devil is just a pervert. Not to mention us of the young generation, there are many people in the previous generation who aren’t as good as him too.” Mo Yi Ran shrugged.
The Mo Clan was one of the Seven Great Clans, but there really weren’t any Spirit Emperors in their twenties. The youngest person to enter Spirit Emperor was his father, the current head of the Mo Clan, but he only advanced to Spirit Emperor at almost forty.
This was also under the premise that the Mo Clan provided many resources. If it were an ordinary clan’s Spiritual Plant Master, it’d be incredibly difficult to create a Spirit Emperor. A Spiritual Plant Master at Spirit Emperor level could definitely support the rise of a second-class clan.
Shui Yan Ze smiled self-deprecatingly: “That’s true, let my Emperor Father and the others go consider such troubles.”
The direct descendants of the large clans in the other private rooms also sighed deeply. Feng Chen’s reputation as a genius was truly not an exaggeration. He had such strength at only the age of nineteen. Just how strong would he be when he grows in the future?
Both Xie Feng Zhi and Leng Ling Shuang felt unpleasant right now. They were very convinced of Feng Chen’s strength and the ability to subdue the silver longsword, but they also became more convinced that only Feng Chen was worthy of them in this world.
They naturally disliked and hated Yu Qing Qian even more.
In the private room, the silver longsword automatically cut open Feng Chen’s fingertips. A drop of blood seeped into the sword, and circles of light undulated, soon disappearing between Feng Chen’s brows.
Jiang Hao and the others couldn’t resist admiring when they saw the longsword taking the initiative to recognize Feng Chen as its owner. If they communicated with it for a moment longer, they’d definitely be seriously injured by its backlash.
“How is it?” Yu Qing Qian had always been confident in Feng Chen.
Feng Chen stroked the complex patterns on the longsword and said with a smile: “It’s indeed a good sword.”
The longsword automatically recognized him as its owner, and he connected with it spiritually—only then did he discover that not only did this silver sword have spirituality but could also be upgraded using materials to nourish it in the future. In other words, it wasn’t just a simple spirit tool—in the future, it could even become a sacred tool, or even a divine tool.
“This sword can be nourished and forged to upgrade in the future. I wonder if the owner of the Underground Palace knows this.” Feng Chen telepathically said to Yu Qing Qian.
Yu Qing Qian’s expression didn’t change, but she was slightly startled, then said happily: “Who cares if they know or not, either way, this longsword’s yours now.”
“Mm, that’s true.” Feng Chen nodded in agreement.
The beautiful woman also discovered the behaviour of the silver longsword taking the initiative to recognize its owner and couldn’t help but sympathise with the Sword Emperors of the Underground Palace who were still coveting this longsword.
May Our 梦 Come True 