Fantasy: Please Don’t Take My Chance Again

Xing Elder remembered that he heard about it a few months ago.

An Outer Sect disciple named Gu Xuan realized the sword intent in the Tenth Stage the day after tomorrow. He shined in the Inner Sect selection, defeated several Innate realm opponents, and won the leader.

At that time, this news still caused a little shock in the Elder circle of Spirit Sword Sect.

After all, it is rare to see a genius who comprehends the artistic conception of martial arts in the acquired state. This talent is very rare.

If what Gu Xuan comprehended was the Sword intent, then it would definitely become a favorite among the Inner Sect Elders.

However, what he comprehended was the sword intent.

The Spirit Sword Sect is founded on the Sword Technique, and there are almost no Elders who practice the Saber Technique.

Ever since, such a good seed of Martial Dao fell into an embarrassing situation that no one would accept.

Of course, that's not the point.

Xing Elder came to mind.

If the disciple in front of him is really Gu Xuan who entered the Inner Sect four months ago, wouldn't that mean...

In just four months, this person's Cultivation Base has jumped from the acquired Tenth Stage to the Innate Eighth Stage, and he has also comprehended 20% of the Realm of the Sword Intent!

Xing Elder stared at Gu Xuan closely, and when he saw Gu Xuan nodding, he finally couldn't help the shock in his heart, and his body trembled violently.

His guess was right!

When the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect nearby heard this, they all gasped.

"I entered the Inner Sect four months ago, and I will enter the Innate Eighth Stage four months later. This speed of cultivation... is not so fast by a rocket!"

"Don't forget, Gu Xuan has also comprehended 20% sword intent!"

"This aptitude, this comprehension... is simply invincible!"

"Poor me, I have been in Inner Sect for almost five years, and now I am only Innate Sixth Stage. Comparing with Senior Brother Gu Xuan... Hey, I really want to find a piece of tofu to kill me!"

The eyes of the disciples looking at Gu Xuan changed again and again.

I thought he was a monster at first, but now I feel that even using a monster to describe him is not enough.

The members of the Northern Snow Sect were neither blind nor deaf. Naturally, when they heard the discussion of Gu Xuan from the Spirit Sword Sect, everyone's heart had already been agitated.

"Damn it, not only is this guy's comprehension close to that of a demon, but his cultivation aptitude is also terrifyingly strong!"

"The key point is that he is only sixteen years old, three or four years younger than Senior Brother Feng Han and the others!"

"This Gu Xuan is no longer a genius in the general sense, but he can be regarded as a top-level genius. He is on the same level as Yang Miao of the Spirit Sword Sect and Xue Wufeng of my sect!"

"Hey, why is this kind of swordsman genius not a disciple of our Beixue Sect!"

That's right, the burly old man also wanted to say: Why isn't such an evildoer who practices the Dao of the Sword a disciple of their Beixue Sect?

He just joined the Spirit Sword Sect, what a fucking waste of money!

The burly old man stared straight at Gu Xuan, his envious eyes almost turned red.

"Xing Elder, can I hand in my harvest?"

Gu Xuan was stared at by a group of people for a long time, feeling uncomfortable, so he quickly opened his mouth to break the embarrassment.

Xing Elder looked at Gu Xuan with a smile, as if looking at a rare baby bump, nodded and said: "Okay, you take it out, I will register for you."

Gu Xuan couldn't wait to take out all the gains from his trip.

Among them were Li Qingyang's and Feng Han's bets, as well as Gu Xuan's previous search or robbery.

Plants of elixir and jade boxes were taken out of the storage spirit ring and piled up into a hill in front of him.

Seeing Xing Elder's eyelids twitched, the face of the burly old man of the Beixue faction twitched intermittently, flashing the color of heartache from time to time.

In this pile of elixir, at least half are from their Beixue sect, including a 5,000-year-old quasi-medicine king.

As a result, all of them are now obtained by Gu Xuan, that is, Spirit Sword Sect, which is really a big loss.

But this bet was originally proposed by their Beixue faction, and they can't blame others if they lose.

Not only that, but the burly old man's bet with Xing Elder was completely lost, and he had to pay an additional one hundred high-grade primordial stones.

It's really a steal.

"for you!"

The burly old man's face was as black as a pot cover, he hated to throw a storage spirit ring containing primordial stones to Xing Elder, and then quickly summoned the flying boat to greet his disciples to board the boat.

"let's go!"

The flying boat of the Northern Snow School left in a hurry just like it did in Tathagata.

Xing Elder was in a good mood, and immediately called his disciples to get on the flying boat, ready to return to Sect.

When boarding the boat, all the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect consciously backed away to make way for Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan stepped onto the flying boat. At first he wanted to find a random place to stand still, but Li Qingyang pulled him to the bow of the boat and said, "This is the position of Junior Brother Gu. Now in the entire Inner Sect, no one dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with you..."

With that said, Li Qingyang took a few steps back, as if he had taken the initiative to submit to Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan's eyes flickered.

I thought that when I came, I was sitting at the end of the boat, and I was crowded with a large group of disciples.

Now when I go back, I am at the head of the boat, enjoying an open space to myself.

This change of position back and forth is just like a martial arts student, it is really wonderful.