Weird Survival: I can devour thousands of talents

Chapter 228 227: Happy New Year!
After a period of hard training, Ling Xiao's strength has improved significantly. Although he is still just a menial disciple, he is no longer the weakling who was bullied by others.

On this day, the sect suddenly announced that it would hold a competition among menial disciples in order to select disciples with potential and provide them with better training resources.

When Ling Xiao heard the news, he couldn't help but feel excited.

He knew that this was a rare opportunity. If he could stand out in the competition, perhaps he could change his destiny.

On the day of the competition, Ling Xiao arrived at the venue early. The square was packed with people, with numerous menial disciples gathered, ready to show off their skills. Standing in the crowd, looking at the excited faces around him, Ling Xiao vowed to himself to achieve a good result in this competition.

The competition began, starting with a strength test. Ling Xiao walked over to the stone tablet testing strength, took a deep breath, circulated his spiritual energy, and punched forward.

An astonishing number immediately appeared on the stone tablet, and the surrounding disciples cast surprised glances. Next came the speed test, and Ling Xiao rushed across the finish line like a gust of wind, once again achieving an excellent result.

The last one was the skill test. Ling Xiao easily defeated his opponent with the swordsmanship he had practiced in the cave. After a series of tests, Ling Xiao's results ranked among the best and he successfully entered the finals.

The opponent in the final is a menial disciple named Li Ming. He is very strong and is considered the favorite to win the championship.

The match began, and Li Ming took the lead in attacking. His sword moves were extremely sharp, and he attacked Ling Xiao with powerful momentum.

Ling Xiao's eyes focused, and he quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, and the sword in his hand also went forward to meet the target.

The two swords collided in the air, making a series of crisp sounds. Ling Xiao kept looking for Li Ming's flaws during the battle. He found that although Li Ming's sword moves were sharp, his defense was somewhat weak.

So Ling Xiao began to adopt a roundabout tactic, constantly depleting Li Ming's physical strength while looking for opportunities to attack his weak points in defense. After a fierce battle, Li Ming finally revealed a flaw.

Ling Xiao seized the opportunity and stabbed Li Ming in the chest with a sword. Li Ming was horrified and quickly stepped back to avoid it.

But Ling Xiao's sword moves had already reached him, and Li Ming could not completely avoid them, so he could only use his sword to block Ling Xiao's attack.

A powerful force emanated from Ling Xiao's sword, sending Li Ming flying backward. Li Ming fell to the ground, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ling Xiao, his eyes filled with shock and resentment.

Ling Xiao stood in the center of the field, pointing the sword in his hand at Li Ming with a smile on his face.

He knew that he had won the game. The disciples around him cheered and cheered for Ling Xiao's victory.

Ling Xiao's outstanding performance attracted the attention of the sect's top leaders. They recognized Ling Xiao's potential and decided to provide him with better training resources. Ling Xiao was very happy, knowing that his hard work had finally paid off.

However, Ling Xiao's victory also aroused the jealousy of some inner disciples. They thought that Ling Xiao, a menial disciple, could achieve such an excellent result in the competition, which was a provocation to them.

So, they began to secretly target Ling Xiao, assigning him various dangerous tasks, trying to make him embarrassed or injured. Once, Ling Xiao was assigned to clean up a dangerous cave.

It was said that this cave was haunted by powerful monsters and was extremely dangerous. Ling Xiao knew it was a trap, but he did not retreat. Instead, he resolutely walked into the cave.

In the cave, Ling Xiao encountered a powerful monster that looked like a giant spider, covered with a hard shell, and had eight eyes that flashed with strange light.

Ling Xiao knew that this monster was difficult to deal with, but he was not afraid. Instead, he quickly circulated the spiritual energy in his body and held the sword tightly in his hand. When the monster saw Ling Xiao, it immediately launched an attack.

It spewed streams of venom at Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao quickly dodged, looking for an opportunity to strike back. He discovered that while the monster's venom was potent, its movements were somewhat slow.

So Ling Xiao started to use the tactic of roaming and fighting, constantly depleting the monster's strength while looking for opportunities to attack its weaknesses. After a fierce battle, Ling Xiao finally found the monster's weakness.

He stabbed the monster in the abdomen with his sword, and the monster screamed and fell to the ground. Ling Xiao took the opportunity to kill the monster and successfully completed the mission.

Ling Xiao's bravery and strength were once again recognized by everyone, and the inner disciples had to look at him with new eyes. Ling Xiao knew that his status in the sect was gradually improving, and he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

In the following days, Ling Xiao continued to practice hard and constantly improve his strength.

He knew that in this world where the strong prey on the weak, only by constantly becoming stronger could he protect himself and those around him. He believed that one day, he would become a true swordsman and impress everyone.

Ling Xiao's days in the sect gradually improved. Although the inner disciples still often made things difficult for him, his strength steadily improved through his own efforts and the resources he gained in the competition, and he was now able to cope with most challenges.

On this day, after completing his daily chores, Ling Xiao went to the dense forest in the back mountain to practice as usual.

The dense forest in the back mountain is Ling Xiao’s favorite place for cultivation. It is quiet and deserted, with only the singing of birds and the sound of wind to accompany him, allowing him to cultivate without distraction.

He sat cross-legged under a big tree, circulating the spiritual energy in his body, feeling the surrounding heaven and earth energy slowly flowing into his body.

As his practice deepened, Ling Xiao's body began to flicker with a faint light, which was a unique phenomenon of the technique he practiced.

Just as Ling Xiao was immersed in cultivation, he suddenly felt the ground shake slightly.

Ling Xiao opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly, but did not find anything unusual.

He stood up and listened carefully for a while. Apart from the sound of the wind and birdsong, there were no other strange sounds. Ling Xiao was a little confused, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. After all, occasional ground shaking in the mountains was normal.

However, just as Ling Xiao was about to continue his training, the ground shook again, this time even more intensely than before. Ling Xiao was startled, knowing this wasn't just a normal ground tremor; something must be moving nearby.

He quickly channeled his spiritual energy to his feet, leaped lightly, and landed on the crown of a large tree, surveying his surroundings from above. Deep within the dense forest, he saw the ground slowly cracking, and a mysterious light shone through the cracks.

Ling Xiao was horrified. The light held a powerful aura that sent a wave of fear through his heart. He cautiously descended from the tree and walked towards the light.

As he got closer, Ling Xiao discovered that the cracked ground had formed a tunnel leading underground, and the light was coming from this tunnel. Ling Xiao was filled with curiosity, knowing that this could be a major discovery, perhaps hiding some treasure or secret.

He took a deep breath, channeled his spiritual energy, and cautiously entered the passage. The passage was filled with an ancient atmosphere, and the walls were covered in moss, appearing quite damp. Ling Xiao walked along the passage for a while before finally arriving at a vast underground space.

Countless swords were placed in this space, each emitting a powerful aura that shocked Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao knew that this must be a sword tomb, and these swords were no ordinary swords, each one could be a powerful magic weapon.

He was filled with excitement, as this was a great opportunity for him. He began to search for a sword that suited him in the sword tomb, hoping to find a sword that could enhance his strength.

After searching the sword tomb for a while, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a powerful aura coming from the front. He followed the aura and found an ancient sword inserted in a stone platform. The hilt was engraved with some mysterious runes, and the blade emitted a faint light.

Ling Xiao's heart skipped a beat; he knew this sword must be something special. He walked over to the stone platform, reached out and grasped the hilt, attempting to pull it free. However, the sword seemed to have taken root, and no matter how hard Ling Xiao tried, he couldn't budge even a bit.

Ling Xiao felt a little unwilling. He knew that this sword must be destined for him, but he just hadn't found the right method yet. Ling Xiao began to observe the sword carefully, and he found that the runes on the hilt seemed to contain some mysterious power.

He circulated the spiritual energy in his body and injected it into the hilt of the sword. Suddenly, the runes lit up and emitted rays of light.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed, knowing this might be the key to unsheathing the sword. As the spiritual energy continued to flow in, the sword finally began to loosen.

Ling Xiao seized the opportunity and pulled hard, finally pulling the sword out. Instantly, a powerful sword energy burst out from the sword, shaking the surrounding ground.

Ling Xiao was filled with surprise. He knew this sword must be a powerful magical weapon. Ling Xiao held the sword and examined it carefully. He found that the sword not only had an ancient appearance, but also had some mysterious runes engraved on the hilt. These runes seemed to enhance the power of the sword.

Ling Xiao was filled with excitement. This sword was a huge improvement for him. He believed that with this sword, his strength would be able to reach a higher level. After staying in the sword tomb for a while, Ling Xiao decided to leave and take the sword back to study it carefully.

He walked out of the sword tomb along the passage and returned to the dense forest.

When he returned to his residence, it was already dark. Ling Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, holding the mysterious sword in his hand, his heart filled with excitement.

He knew that the sword must have an extraordinary origin and might be able to help him solve some mysteries. He began to study the sword carefully, hoping to find its secret.

After some research, Ling Xiao discovered that the runes on the hilt of the sword were an ancient sword formation that could enhance the sword's power. He followed the arrangement of the runes, circulated the spiritual energy in his body, and injected spiritual energy into the hilt.

The sword emitted rays of light, and the runes on the hilt also lit up. Ling Xiao was overjoyed, knowing that the power of the sword had been unleashed.

Ling Xiao held the sword, feeling the powerful force contained in it, and his heart was filled with confidence.

He knew that with this sword, his status in the sect would be greatly improved, and he would be able to better protect himself and those around him.

From then on, Ling Xiao would take time out every day to practice with the sword, and his swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated.

He knew that this sword would become an important aid in his path to becoming an immortal, and would also help him realize his dream.

The news that Ling Xiao had found the ancient sword in the sword tomb spread quickly throughout Lingyun Sect. Everyone speculated about the origin and power of this ancient sword, and Ling Xiao became the focus of everyone's attention.

The inner disciples' attitude towards Ling Xiao also changed, from initial jealousy and disdain to vigilance and curiosity. Ling Xiao did not become complacent about obtaining the ancient sword, as he knew that the process of the sword recognizing its master was full of unknowns and dangers.

He decided to first try to establish a connection with the ancient sword in his own residence and complete the ceremony of recognizing the master.

On a quiet night, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged beside his bed, the ancient sword resting on his knees. He closed his eyes and channeled his spiritual energy, attempting to resonate with the sword. As if possessed by a spirit, the sword trembled slightly, emitting bursts of low, melodious chimes.

Ling Xiao was delighted, knowing that the ancient sword was responding to him. He increased his spiritual energy output and slowly integrated his consciousness into the ancient sword.

Suddenly, the ancient sword emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the entire room like daylight.

Ling Xiao felt a powerful force surge from the ancient sword, impacting his body. He gritted his teeth, struggling to withstand the impact. Sweat dripped from his forehead, soaking his clothes.

The light of the ancient sword became brighter and brighter, and Ling Xiao's body began to change.

Mysterious runes appeared on his skin, glowing with light, as if echoing the runes on the ancient sword.

As time went by, Ling Xiao's body gradually adapted to the power of the ancient sword. He felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, and his strength was constantly increasing.

The light of the ancient sword gradually faded, and finally merged into Ling Xiao's body. Ling Xiao opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.

He stood up and waved the ancient sword in his hand. The sword light flashed and the sword energy was everywhere.

He could clearly feel the connection between the ancient sword and himself, as if the sword was a part of his body.

Ling Xiao was overjoyed, knowing that the ancient sword had successfully recognized its master.

He couldn't wait to try out the power of the ancient sword, so he went to the dense forest in the back mountain and found a big tree as his target.

Ling Xiao circulated the spiritual energy in his body and wielded the ancient sword with impenetrable force.

Suddenly, he shouted loudly and slashed at the tree with his sword.

A dazzling flash of sword light passed by, and the tree was instantly cut in two, falling to the ground with a loud bang. Ling Xiao was shocked. He had not expected the power of the ancient sword to be so strong.

He knew that his current strength had been greatly improved and was enough to cope with more challenges.

(End of this chapter)