Chapter 231 - 172: Cruel Official

Chapter 231: Chapter 172: Cruel Official

’Oh, right.’

’Interface, can I strengthen my own [Supreme Sword Dao] by continuously copying Jiang Changge’s [Supreme Sword Dao]?’

Lu Changfeng asked in his mind.

This time, the interface threw a bucket of cold water on Lu Changfeng.

"Cannot be copied. It involves the fusion of soul and Law. Only one host for the same type of [Supreme Talent] can exist."

In other words, he could only copy one of the same type of Supreme Talent.

This was the same principle as being able to fuse only one of the same category of Supreme Talent on his own.

’Is there a specific reason?’

"This question cannot be answered."

...

’Fine.’ Lu Changfeng decisively ended the exchange with the interface.

The carriage moved slowly under the night sky of Sword City.

Before long, it arrived at the inn where Lu Changfeng was staying.

"Sir, will you require transportation tomorrow?" the carriage driver, who was also a Divine Sword Sect disciple, asked.

"Hmm, I’ll trouble you to come a few more times."

"Understood."

The Divine Sword Sect disciple drove the carriage away slowly.

It was already late at night.

The inn’s main hall was still bustling with noise.

Many Swordsmen who had come for the Sword Discussion Conference were drinking and chatting in the hall, recounting the day’s events.

"Master Lu!"

Wei He and the other two were also sitting in a corner of the hall.

With them were two unfamiliar young people.

Lu Changfeng had memories from the perspective of his clone, Lu Jun, so he knew these two were new friends Wei He’s group had made today.

A young man and a young woman, a pair of siblings from the West Desert North Prefecture. The older brother was named Long Xing, and the younger sister was Long Yun.

They were from the Desert North Dragon Country.

Lu Changfeng walked over to the table and sat down.

Long Xing and Long Yun stood up very respectfully and bowed to Lu Changfeng.

They had clearly learned of Lu Changfeng’s identity from Wei He’s group.

Lu Changfeng pulled up their interfaces.

Name: Long Xing

Root Bone: Middle A Class

Talent: Middle Grade Talent [Dragon Sword]

Bloodline Talent: Ancient Celestial Dragon Bloodline

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Name: Long Yun

Root Bone: Middle A Class

Talent: Middle Grade Talent [Soft Sword]

Bloodline Talent: Ancient Celestial Dragon Bloodline

’As expected of siblings.’

Their Root Bone and Talents were nearly identical.

Possessing the Celestial Dragon Bloodline, although the two hadn’t admitted it, they were undoubtedly the direct heirs of the Celestial Mountain Dragon Family.

"There’s no need for such formalities." Lu Changfeng gave the siblings a slight nod.

"How did the three of you do in today’s matches?"

Although Lu Changfeng already knew the results, as his original self, he still had to ask.

"Master, we did not fail our mission. The three of us all won three consecutive matches," Nie Yu replied.

"Not bad." Lu Changfeng nodded slightly.

After a few small drinks, Lu Changfeng noticed the young people were speaking cautiously with his original self present, so he tactfully excused himself to go upstairs and cultivate.

There were still some details about the second stage of the Advanced Death Sword Intent he had comprehended today that needed to be ironed out.

Most of his consciousness, however, gathered into his clone, Lu Jun.

The more time he spent controlling his clone, the stronger Lu Changfeng’s ability to multitask became.

His main body cultivating while his clone engaged in conversation was a piece of cake.

During the Scholar Sword Discussion, Lu Changfeng had been able to watch the matches with rapt attention while simultaneously controlling his clone, Lu Jun, to compete in the arena.

The moment Lu Changfeng left, the group of young people’s topic of conversation changed, just as he expected.

"So that’s a Demon Sect master from the Saint Demon Sect? His aura is truly astonishing. What a terrifying feeling," Long Yun exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand.

Lu Changfeng had his clone, Lu Jun, speak up: "Sister Long Yun, you’re overthinking it. Master Lu is actually a very kind person."

Wei He and Nie Yu also nodded in agreement.

Long Yun was still a bit skeptical. After all, the reputation of a Demon Sect master from the Saint Demon Sect was too intimidating, and others would naturally attach other negative auras to Lu Changfeng.

"After coming to this Sword Discussion Conference, my sister and I have finally realized how many talented people there are in the Central Plains Region. Our Desert North is, in the end, just a remote corner," Long Xing said.

Back in the Desert North Dragon Country, the siblings had been considered once-in-a-generation geniuses.

But after attending this Sword Discussion Conference and seeing the Sword Dao geniuses who had come from all over, they became deeply aware of their own shortcomings.

To say nothing of others, the three people sitting right there—Lu Jun, Wei He, and Nie Yu—had talent in the Sword Dao that was no less than their own.

"Brother Long, you don’t need to be so self-deprecating. Your and your sister’s talent would be considered genius anywhere," Wei He said, raising his cup.

"Meeting today is fate."

"After the Sword Discussion Conference is over, you can also come find us in Qin City of Yunyang Prefecture, and we’ll show you proper hospitality."

"Haha, definitely, definitely!"

The young people chatted for a while longer, but considering they had to continue competing in the sword discussion matches tomorrow, they called it a night.

The Long Family Siblings were staying at another inn, and a middle-aged man with a restrained aura came to respectfully escort them away.

"Those two siblings have an extraordinary background. They’re very likely from the Celestial Mountain Dragon Family. That servant who just came to pick them up is at least a Tendon Transformation Realm Martial Artist, and it’s not impossible that he’s a Bone Refining Martial Sect," Nie Yu said in a grave voice.

Wei He nodded. "That’s true. But we should just be friends with them for who they are and not focus too much on that."

"You’re right. I was overthinking it," Nie Yu said with a nod.

Before Wei He joined the Martial Arts Hall, Nie Yu had always been the head disciple.

After Wei He joined, Nie Yu was a bit unconvinced at first, but after this period of time, he had become completely convinced by Wei He, both in terms of his Martial Arts and his character.

Among the younger generation of disciples at Changle Martial Arts Hall, Wei He had already become the new head disciple.

The three of them went upstairs to rest.

「Meanwhile.」