Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 4: Star Sword Douluo Ye Xuanji

"You're quite alert, not bad."

When Jun Ting's eyes were fixed on the direction from which the sound came, a white-haired old man with an extraordinary temperament appeared in front of him silently. It can be said that up to now, apart from the attack and the sound, there were no other signs.

This is a master!
It's impossible that they are here to deal with me.

Two thoughts flashed through Jun Ting's mind.

So he immediately took back the Seven Killing Sword and bowed respectfully.

"I've met senior."

This action also brought the old man, who had been staring at the Seven Killing Sword, back to his senses.

But he was still mumbling, "The Seven Killing Sword, it is indeed the Seven Killing Sword."

As his eyes moved, he looked Jun Ting up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"You must be Jun Ting."

After realizing that this strong man didn't seem to have any ill intentions and was indeed coming for him, Jun Ting didn't hesitate at all. "I am Jun Ting, what instructions do you have, senior?"

"Then are you willing to take me as your master?"

Before Jun Ting could answer, the old man's aura suddenly changed! The surrounding blue silver grass and trees were instantly bent by this momentum, but Jun Ting was not affected.

Then, the old man raised his right hand. Brilliant starlight condensed in his palm and turned into a long sword. A full nine spirit rings were put on the sword in order.

Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

The old man in front of him was actually a Titled Douluo! And he was a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring!

Moreover, it is not difficult to hear from the old man's words just now that such a strong man came to find him on purpose. At this moment, Jun Ting seemed to be hit on the head by a big cake, and the whole person felt unreal. But soon, he came to his senses and made a choice.

"Greetings, Master." Jun Ting quickly took a step back, putting some distance between himself and the old man, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times respectfully to him.

"Okay, okay! Today I, Ye Xuanji, can be considered to have accepted a good disciple. But why do you call me master?" The smile in the old man's eyes did not diminish at all. He casually supported Jun Ting, who was propped up by his soul power, and at the same time, he was puzzled by the word "master".

To this, Jun Ting naturally answered solemnly, "Master, Master, of course, once a teacher, always a father."

"Once a teacher, always a father. It seems that I didn't make a mistake." Ye Xuanji stroked his white beard. The satisfaction in his eyes towards this disciple could not be described in words. "Since you have already worshipped me as your teacher, then you should also know the identity of your teacher. Your teacher is the chief supreme elder of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a level 97 Super Douluo, and the title of Star Sword, the Martial Soul Star Saint Sword."

"Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!? Level 97 Super Douluo!?"

While he was surprised, Jun Ting also roughly understood in his heart that it was no wonder that his powerful teacher would personally come to this mountain range to accept him as his disciple.

Seven Killing Sword, innate full soul power.

These two reasons are indispensable.

When Jun Ting had almost digested the news, Ye Xuanji took out a ring inlaid with a blue gem the size of a fingernail and handed it to him. "This is a storage soul guide inlaid with starlight sapphires, with a space of 50 cubic meters. Consider it a gift from your teacher."

Starlight Sapphire! ?

"Then I won't be polite, Master." After taking the ring with a smile, Jun Ting couldn't help but sigh at the wealth of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect. Although his memory was already a bit fuzzy, he could still vaguely remember that things like starlight sapphires were very precious! And a 50-cubic-meter storage soul guide was not cheap either.

"Master, when will we return to the sect?"

Hearing Jun Ting's change of words, Ye Xuanji, who was already a hundred years old, couldn't help but feel a little bit amused. But he still nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the depths of the mountains.

“Since you are born with full soul power, let’s go get the first soul ring before returning to the sect. Did you come to this mountain range to hunt for the soul ring of some soul beast?” Upon hearing this, Jun Ting’s eyes lit up!
It’s great to have a powerful master!
There's no need to worry about spirit rings or anything like that.

However, for the sake of asking for advice, he also told his original idea. "Master, I originally wanted to obtain the sword bamboo as my first soul ring. What do you think of my choice of soul beast?"

"Not much."

Upon hearing that it was a soul beast like Jianzhu, Ye Xuanji rejected Jun Ting's idea without much thought.

"The soul rings of soul beasts like the sword bamboo are recognized by many sword soul masters because they can give the soul master the means to emit sword energy. But in fact, the sword energy attack method is just an ordinary method after the sword soul master has cultivated to a certain level. Therefore, the sword martial souls of soul masters who choose the sword bamboo as their soul rings are only of low quality among swords, and can only be cultivated to the soul king at most."

"But your Seven Killing Sword is different."

Ye Xuanji's eyes revealed a solemn look. "I will use the spirit ring configuration of our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo Chen Xin ten thousand years ago to arrange your spirit. That was formed after the Chen family carefully selected it ten thousand years ago. In addition, our sect's sword spirit soul masters have improved over the past ten thousand years, so it is definitely suitable for you."

"Okay Master."

Jun Ting chose not to express his opinion on the soul ring.

After all, without investigation and research, one has no right to speak. Moreover, the soul ring configuration inherited by the Chen family and improved over ten thousand years is undoubtedly the essence.

"Well, tomorrow after you go back to the village and say goodbye to the villagers, we will head to the Xingdou Great Forest. After all, after returning to the sect, you won't have much free time to come back."

"Yes."

……

The next day, outside Shanyang Village.

After saying goodbye to the villagers, Jun Ting was ready to leave with Ye Xuanji. However, when he looked at the village, a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by determination, like a sword hidden in its scabbard.

"Master, let's go."

"it is good."

Then, Ye Xuanji summoned her martial spirit in front of Jun Ting's surprised eyes. The Star Saint Sword instantly grew a little bigger and hovered in the low sky. "Want to try the feeling of flying with a sword?"

"Flying with a sword?!"

After realizing what his master said, Jun Ting's eyes instantly showed excitement. Looking at the Star Saint Sword in front of him, he couldn't help but feel eager to try.

Ye Xuanji smiled without saying anything, thinking back to the first time he was taken by his teacher to fly on a sword, he was just like his own disciples.

Before Jun Ting could make any move, Ye Xuanji lifted him onto the Star Saint Sword and used her soul power to protect him from the howling wind in the sky. Then, the Star Saint Sword under her feet took off into the air amid the villagers' farewells, flew hundreds of meters into the sky, and flew towards the direction of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Looking at the Shanyang Village that was already far away, Jun Ting gradually became absent-minded, and the six years of his life kept appearing in his mind. When the village was no longer visible, he suddenly spoke.

"Master, can I ask you for a favor?"

"Between you and me, master and disciple, do we still need to ask for a calligraphy?"

Ye Xuanji pretended to be angry, "As long as it does not harm the interests of the sect or do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth, I will allow it."

"Teacher, I would like to ask the sect to hold a free martial soul awakening ceremony for the villagers of Shanyang Village every year. Is that okay?"

Ye Xuanji was silent for once after hearing this, but he was not embarrassed about this matter. He just sighed.

"It's rare that you don't forget your roots! I agree to this matter."

(End of this chapter)