A wooden sword with a rather peculiar design.
Why peculiar, you ask?
Because when Gu Qingfeng saw this wooden sword, it reminded him of his childhood when his father, too stingy to buy him toys, would simply grab a tree branch, make a few casual cuts with a knife to shape it into a crude sword, and give it to him to play with.
"This is the Wood King Sword?" Gu Qingfeng's face darkened like coal.
He decided to test this Wood King Sword, vowing that if the Locust Tree Demon had dared to deceive him, he would return and chop it down to make a sword.
Clang!
Gu Qingfeng drew the standard long blade from his waist and, channeling all his might, struck fiercely at the Wood King Sword!
There was a crack!
Something broke!
But it wasn't the long blade - it was the Wood King Sword that broke!!!
"Locust Tree Demon! You're dead meat! Argh!" Gu Qingfeng was furious, never expecting to be fooled by a mere tree!
"When I get back, I'm going to chop you... wait! What's happening?"
Gu Qingfeng stopped mid-sentence, dumbfounded.
He stared in disbelief as the Wood King Sword, broken in two, began regenerating itself?!
Moreover, the broken blade piece on the ground seemed to come alive, suddenly burrowing into the earth.
Then, something extraordinary happened!
From where the blade piece had disappeared into the ground, countless vines as thick as a grown man's arm burst forth. These vines, like octopus tentacles, writhed and reached for Gu Qingfeng.
Startled, Gu Qingfeng instinctively raised the Wood King Sword.
The vines, as if recognizing their master, immediately ceased their movement.
Gu Qingfeng was secretly amazed. He seemed to understand how to use the Wood King Sword now, and experimentally pointed it at a nearby rock about a meter tall.
Instantly, the vines responded like cobras emerging from their den, swiftly wrapping around and crushing the rock.
Crackling sounds filled the air.
When the vines retreated, the rock had vanished, leaving only stone powder in its wake.
Gu Qingfeng's eyes gleamed as he looked at the Wood King Sword, thinking to himself: "So this is how the Wood King Sword truly works. What a treasure, I must perform the blood bond immediately."
Gu Qingfeng tried to make a small cut on his finger with the Wood King Sword, but it only left a faint white mark. He then remembered that with his Bronze Skin Iron Bones and mastery of the Iron Cloth Shirt, even though the sword was a Dark-rank Spirit Weapon, it wasn't known for its sharpness and was only as sharp as ordinary weapons.
This left Gu Qingfeng scratching his head - how could he perform the blood bond if he couldn't draw blood?
At that moment, as if sensing his frustration, the Wood King Sword grew several tiny vines from its blade, which shot out like needles and pierced his arm.
"Ouch! Damn it! That hurts!" Gu Qingfeng cried out.
It reminded him of his fear of getting blood drawn by nurses during medical check-ups.
As his blood was drawn, he felt an immediate connection with the Wood King Sword, truly understanding what it meant to have complete control over it.
The Wood King Sword became like an extension of his own limbs.
"So this is what a Spirit Weapon is like? It really does have consciousness... Hey! Stop drinking already!" Gu Qingfeng felt his blood continuously flowing into the Wood King Sword.
The Wood King Sword, like a starving ghost, frantically consumed his blood.
Before long, Gu Qingfeng began feeling dizzy and quickly shouted, "Stop! Stop right now, or I'll bury you again!"
At these words, the Wood King Sword finally ceased its blood drinking.
Whew!
Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath.
"Damn! This thing is possessed!"
What Gu Qingfeng didn't know was that Spirit Weapons don't choose their masters casually. The wielder needs sufficient strength to control them, otherwise they might be drained to death during the bonding process.
Generally, Spirit Weapons require at least an Internal Qi Realm warrior to wield them, as their internal qi can sustain the weapon's consumption.
Gu Qingfeng was only at the Qi Gathering Realm, and his elemental qi was barely sufficient. That's why the sword could only drink his blood. It was only thanks to his extraordinary physique, with his immense strength and Bronze Skin Iron Bones, making his physical condition comparable to an Internal Qi Realm warrior, that he survived. Otherwise, he would have become a desiccated corpse.
After recovering for quite a while, Gu Qingfeng's eyes were filled with joy.
During the bonding process, he had received information about the Wood King Sword's abilities.
This sword truly deserved its former status as an Earth-grade Superior Spirit Weapon. Its abilities were genuinely powerful and diverse. Although it had been downgraded and lost most of its powers, with reduced effectiveness, it still far surpassed ordinary Dark rank Inferior Spirit Weapons.
Most importantly, like a tree that could regrow its branches after being cut, the Wood King Sword could regenerate. With enough "nutrients," it could eventually return to its Earth-grade Superior status!
"That Locust Tree Demon was quite reliable after all, he didn't lie to me. The Wood King Sword is truly impressive," Gu Qingfeng said happily while admiring the sword.
"As a reward, I'll help free the Locust Tree Demon when I get the chance. Rather than suffering in the Demon Suppression Prison, he might as well serve as nutrients for the Wood King Sword. That old fellow absorbed quite a bit of the sword's spirit back then, killing him would surely help restore the Wood King Sword significantly."
Gu Qingfeng thought gleefully.
The poor old Locust Tree Demon had happily offered up the Wood King Sword, hoping to gain Gu Qingfeng's favor and have an easier time in the Demon Suppression Prison.
Little did he know that Gu Qingfeng was already planning to dispose of him after using him.
Gu Qingfeng put away the Wood King Sword and prepared to leave the Mountain God Temple.
But just then, he felt something cool on his head. Looking up, his face also felt cool - it had started to rain.
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
