Qi Jiutian slept for ten thousand years. When he woke up, he found himself in trouble with the First Sect's master.
Because he'd blown up the man's sword cavern.
Qi Jiutian: Playing dead.
Sect Master: Grab him and scrub him down right now!
Damn, what a sneaky old bastard!
After being scrubbed for three days, Qi Jiutian gave up.
But the System told him to train a Sword Sovereign.
The trainee was...
A spirit-sword absolute with no sword at all?
“…”
He refused
He didn't have to do the mission? Fine, then he'd get another scrubdown, the deep-clean version.
Qi Jiutian: Heh, rookie. Here's your sword.
Meanwhile, the target of the mission, Xu Wangxia,
also got a System for making a name with his sword at the same time.
Skip the mission? Then get ready to be struck by lightning.
Some time later... Xu Wangxia stared at the newly unlocked Fame feature and its target of one hundred million, wondering if he'd lost his mind.
Powerful opponents, an unreachable target, and clashing attributes.
He sought out Qi Jiutian and paid a price to gain power.
Can he push himself to grow four spirit roots? No! He wants a mutated fifth one too!
With six spirit roots between them, he would no longer be restrained by incompatible attributes.
Greedy. Reckless.
Not righteous in the slightest.
But Qi Jiutian smiled and accepted him as a disciple on the spot:
“Not bad.”
From then on, the two were truly in it together.
When the sword master had no money, the sword spirit paid.
When the sword master practiced the sword, the sword spirit taught him.
When the sword master got beaten up, the sword spirit bailed him out.
Qi Jiutian only wanted to live a carefree life,
but crises kept arising and mysteries kept surfacing. His sword master and disciple was acting strangely.
Only then did Qi Jiutian realize: why were there so many freakishly talented people gathering around him?
He said he was a sword spirit... but apparently nobody believed him.
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