Recognition of the Magic Sword

Si Daofu also did not expect that Ye Chuan was actually still alive. He immediately gave a cold snort. "To think you could survive after being corrupted by the demonic sword. You really are a tough guy to kill."

Saying that, Si Daofu sized Ye Chuan up and continued,

"I told you to throw the sword away, didn't I... If you don't listen to an elder's advice, you'll suffer the consequences right before your ey— what the hell, you still have this sword with you?!"

Seeing Ye Chuan pull out the demonic sword Beiyana, Si Daofu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"What's going on?! The demonic sword didn't completely corrupt you?" Si Daofu was dumbfounded. Watching Ye Chuan toy with the demonic sword in his hand, he felt as if his entire worldview had been shattered.

Not only that, but he felt that the demonic sword seemed to have grown stronger?

"Corrupt what? This is my treasure," Ye Chuan said.

Of course, he knew that the demonic sword Beiyana would continuously devour magical power, and when the magical power was exhausted, it would devour life force.

However—

The Holy Grail!

The Holy Grail's mana recovery rate far exceeded the demonic sword's consumption rate, so Ye Chuan could completely ignore the sword's side effects. Because of this, the demonic sword's quality was far beyond the Dark Gold tier.

"You, you... gained the demonic sword's acknowledgment?" Seeing that Ye Chuan was completely fine, Si Daofu narrowed his eyes, his tone filled with disbelief.

That had to be it.

If he had truly been corrupted by the demonic sword, how could he still have the energy to run over here and enjoy the services of succubi?

Si Daofu shook his head. "I've never heard of such a thing."

"Alright, you old pervert, stop being so dramatic. I'm going to get a massage." Ye Chuan waved his hand, not wanting to stand here and listen to the old geezer talk about the demonic sword.

"Hold on!"

"What is it?"

"Do you want to join the Magic Tower?" Si Daofu asked.

"Not interested," Ye Chuan said. "Are there any benefits to joining this organization?"

"You can enjoy all the magic of the Aether Continent! The number of spells the Magic Tower possesses far exceeds your imagination!" Si Daofu said.

Since Ye Chuan could actually conquer this demonic sword, Si Daofu saw his potential. In the future, he would definitely become a renowned figure on this continent.

"Is that so..." Ye Chuan still didn't seem very interested.

"If you give me some money, I might consider it."

Si Daofu's face instantly flushed red. Other mages would squeeze their heads bloody trying to get into the Magic Tower, yet this brat in front of him actually looked so disdainful!

Si Daofu was so angry that his beard trembled, but he still said, "Do you know the status of the Magic Tower on the Aether Continent?"

"Status..." Ye Chuan looked up and thought for a moment.

He really didn't have much interest in it.

Speaking of which, he indeed didn't know much about the Aether Continent. If it weren't for Lilith, he wouldn't even have gotten the chance to unlock Lilith's magical continent.

"The Magic Tower is an organization founded by a group of mages with noble ideals who wanted to maintain stability and order on this continent. It has gathered a large number of genius mages from all over the continent," Si Daofu said in a serious tone.

"It is an extremely important existence."

"Noble ideals... maintaining stability and order." Ye Chuan was expressionless, but his gaze landed on the fact that the other party was only wearing a pair of large boxer shorts, and he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you laughing at?!"

"Nothing, I just thought of something funny." Ye Chuan said, almost pinching his voice to mock him.

"A regular customer of succubi with noble ideals, love, and peace, the old pervert Si Daofu!"

"You!!!!!!!!" Si Daofu's defenses were completely breached. With a face as red as a tomato, he clenched his fists.

"You little brat, today I'm going to teach you how to respect your elders!"

"Your magic is useless against me, you know," Ye Chuan said with a beaming smile.

"And you wouldn't want to get slashed by my demonic sword, would you?"

That single sentence cleared up Si Daofu's gaze considerably.

He immediately gave a cold snort, used magic to conjure a token, and tossed it into Ye Chuan's hand. "Go or don't go, it's up to you."

After saying that, he left in a huff with the succubus lady beside him.

"He's already so old, yet he still has such a big temper." Ye Chuan toyed with the token in his hand and found that it was a purple gemstone.

This was probably the identity token of the Magic Tower?

Although Ye Chuan didn't really understand, he could use his Inspect skill to check its information.

[Item: Secret Key of the Magic Tower

Holding this item allows you to find the location of the Magic Tower and accept the trial.]

"Seems alright, I'll keep it." Ye Chuan casually tossed the gemstone into his inventory. Anyway, it would come in handy sooner or later.

For the rest of the time, Ye Chuan ordered the best package at the succubus parlor and thoroughly relaxed.

...

...

By the time he returned to the manor, the sky had already turned dark.

Ye Chuan cracked his neck and walked down the corridor.

However, as if sensing something, Ye Chuan glanced back. Behind him, there seemed to be no one in sight.

But he still spoke up.

"Stop hiding. I'm talking to you, the one hiding behind the pillar."

Perhaps because Ye Chuan had accurately stated her position, the figure standing behind the pillar stepped out. She had striking long crimson hair and held a magic staff in her hand.

"How did you find me? I clearly concealed my magic power." Aurora spoke awkwardly, seemingly unwilling to meet Ye Chuan's gaze. She looked like someone who had been caught secretly doing something bad.

"Whether you conceal your magic power or not doesn't affect my ability to find you," Ye Chuan said.

"Oh."

"So, Miss Aurora, what business do you have with me so late at night?" As Ye Chuan spoke, he looked at his fingers again.

"Or could it be—"

"Who... who wants to do that kind of thing with you?!"

"I haven't even said anything yet."

Aurora was taken aback, her face instantly turning red. "I... I didn't mean it like that!"

"Oh?"

Seeing that Ye Chuan was truly infuriating, Aurora calmed herself down. "I want to talk to you."

"Can we?"

"That's not a problem." Ye Chuan looked around, and his gaze finally landed on a bench not far away. "Let's sit there."

"Okay."

The two walked over and sat down on the bench. The distance between them wasn't close, but Aurora seemed very nervous.

She also didn't have the short-tempered look she had yesterday.

"Go ahead, what is it?"

"I heard from Elara that you taught her the High-Speed Chanting magic," Aurora said. "Why do you know so many spells of different elements?"

"Are you prying into my secrets?" Ye Chuan smiled.

"I have no interest in prying into your secrets," Aurora turned her head away, but then changed the subject. "Are you from the Magic Tower?"

The Magic Tower again?

"No."

"Then have you heard of it?"

"Uh... I have."

Hearing that Ye Chuan was not from the Magic Tower, Aurora scooted a little closer and said solemnly.

"Since you know so many bizarre spells, you must be careful of the people from the Magic Tower. Those mages are all lunatics, and it's highly likely that they will target you."

Ye Chuan finally understood what Aurora meant. "Oh, I see... So you're worrying about me?"

"W-who cares about you! I was just worried Elara would lose her teacher, that's all." Aurora jumped up as if she had been electrocuted and ran off without a backward glance.

Ye Chuan watched her retreating figure as she fled clutching her staff, and simply shook his head.

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