As he spoke, Gu Shenghong looked at Wei Donghai with eager anticipation.
For a seasoned Sword Saint like him, this sword held immense allure.
"Alright then."
After what felt like an eternity under Gu Shenghong's expectant gaze, Wei Donghai finally responded hesitantly.
Only then did he reluctantly hand over the longsword, cradling it with visible reluctance.
"Thank you."
Gu Shenghong bowed gratefully to Wei Donghai, his excited gaze fixed on the sword before him.
Though unadorned and plain in appearance, he could distinctly sense the surging Dao essence within it.
Deceptively modest, yet as a Sword Saint, he recognized the pride embedded in this blade.
Its former master must have been no ordinary figure!
Gu Shenghong mused to himself, his hand reaching toward the sword.
"Hum!"
The moment his fingers made contact, the sword emitted a faint, cicada-like hum in his ears, intensifying his excitement.
Such a peerless treasure was truly one of a kind.
His awe grew, his expression turning solemn as he yearned to grasp it firmly.
But in the blink of an eye—
Before his fingertips could even properly touch it, Wei Donghai snatched the sword back with lightning speed, clutching it protectively against his chest.
"That's enough," Wei Donghai declared.
"Wha—?!"
The abruptness of the retrieval left Gu Shenghong momentarily stunned, his face darkening as he glared at Wei Donghai.
Clearing his throat awkwardly, he pleaded, "Ahem... Brother Wei, I barely even touched it. Could you... let me feel it just once more?"
Under normal circumstances, one might have agreed.
Yet Wei Donghai promptly tucked the sword under his arm, shouting, "No!"
He held it as if it were some priceless relic, his miserly demeanor making it clear he feared someone might snatch it away.
Those two short words left the surrounding Saints rooted in disbelief.
The sword wasn’t just coveted by Gu Shenghong—the others nearby were equally entranced, each hoping for a chance to experience its power.
But this old man...
Was he putting on airs now?
This refusal wasn’t just directed at Gu Shenghong—it shut them all out.
At least Gu Shenghong had gotten a fleeting touch.
Still, their desire for the sword outweighed their frustration, so they plastered on ingratiating smiles, launching into a chorus of flattery aimed at Wei Donghai.
"Brother Wei, just let Elder Gu feel it one more time!"
"And once he's done, let us older brothers have a turn too!"
"Exactly, Brother Wei! You’ve always been so generous—surely you won’t be stingy now?"
Their hopeful gazes bore into Wei Donghai.
"Hmph. No."
Wei Donghai raised his chin haughtily, tightening his grip under his arm, his smugness practically reaching the heavens.
He knew these old foxes too well—if they got their hands on it, who knew if he’d ever see it again?
Faced with another rejection, the group swiftly abandoned their sweet talk, their tones shifting to reprimands.
"Brother Wei, this is hardly fair! We merely wish to examine the sword—why be so petty?"
"Indeed! After years of camaraderie, a simple look shouldn’t be too much to ask!"
"Just a glance does no harm. Are we not brothers who’ve faced life and death together? Do you truly think we’d covet your treasure?"
"If you distrust us, can you not at least trust Brother Luo?"
"Look how much we’ve always looked out for you! To act so stingy now—it wounds us deeply!"
They lectured him in unison, watching his reaction closely.
But Wei Donghai remained unmoved, tilting his head away with an air of defiance, refusing to even acknowledge them.
Seeing that harsh tactics failed, the Saints switched back to soft persuasion.
Even the typically stoic Gu Shenghong, swept up in the moment, awkwardly chimed in with a few clumsy compliments of his own.
After what felt like an eternity of relentless coaxing—
Wei Donghai, now thoroughly intoxicated by their flattery, finally began to relent.
Hesitantly, he muttered, "Fine... Just for a moment?"
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
