Supreme of the Heavenly Realm-Chapter 640 - 634 Rain Saint Sword

"What, the Holy Soul Pill?"

Lin Chen and the others couldn’t help but gasp in shock. The Holy Soul Pill was a pill that greatly benefitted the cultivation of soul power, and its grade reached the holy level. One could imagine that even for Saints, such a pill would be extremely rare and not something casually gifted.

But now, to draw Ye Xuan into his tutelage, a Saint was actually willing to bring out the Holy Soul Pill.

"Brother Li, what are you trying to imply? Ye Xuan is already my disciple. By trying so hard to get him to change sects now, that doesn’t seem quite proper, does it?"

Upon hearing the words "Holy Soul Pill," Yu felt uneasy, thinking that if she didn’t do something, Ye Xuan might really be swayed away.

"This young man hasn’t formally become a disciple yet, has he? What I am doing doesn’t seem to be improper," the elder said indifferently.

"You think you can entice this young man to switch allegiances just like that?"

Yu was somewhat annoyed. She slowly walked up to Ye Xuan’s side, giving off an air of closeness, "He’s not someone who changes his mind easily. Do you think a single Holy Soul Pill can buy him?"

"That’s not necessarily true."

Ye Xuan suddenly showed a thoughtful expression, "Compared to you, a mentor who offers nothing, Elder here seems quite generous. It seems I should indeed give this some serious consideration."

"You!"

Yu’s expression changed slightly, and she felt a flare of annoyance. "Who says I’m a cheap mentor? Once you’ve become my disciple, I will surely gift you treasures far better than this Holy Soul Pill."

"Really? I wonder what treasures Sister Yu plans to give to our friend Ye Xuan here? As far as I know, other than the Rain Saint Sword, you seem to have nothing else of value. Would you really part with the Rain Saint Sword for him?" The elder persisted, doubting his stingy sister would be willing to make such a sacrifice.

"I..."

Yu’s expression changed slightly at the mention of the Rain Saint Sword. Indeed, just as the other had said, she had nothing else noteworthy to offer.

"Never mind, young friend Ye. I doubt your mentor will gift you anything valuable. Why not join my sect? I have no lack of treasures," the elder said with a smile.

Hearing this, the expressions of Lin Chen and the other noble scions also showed envy. If they had such an opportunity, they would be too grateful to hesitate, unlike Ye Xuan, who was still acting coy and full of reluctance.

"Enough, since Ye Xuan is my disciple, I certainly won’t be stingy. This Rain Saint Sword is now yours." Yu flipped her palm and pulled out a sky-blue sword, tossing it directly to Ye Xuan.

"This generous?"

Ye Xuan caught the sword and was stunned. He hadn’t expected Yu to actually give her personal sword to him, considering it was a genuine Holy Sword.

He hadn’t actually intended to extort anything from Yu; he had just wanted to tease her a bit.

"What I give you is yours, why waste words on it?"

Yu felt a bit pained but decided to give it to him with a hardened expression and a cold voice.

Seeing Yu directly giving the Rain Saint Sword to Ye Xuan, the Elder of the Soul Department was also taken aback. He hadn’t expected Yu to become so decisive all of a sudden and actually give the sword to Ye Xuan.

As for Lin Chen and the others, they were already deeply immersed in envy, jealousy, and hatred. A Holy-grade treasure sword was just given to Ye Xuan like that, wasn’t that a bit too casual?

Why is there such a huge difference between people? They all dream of becoming disciples of Yu, yet she would never give them the chance; however, for Ye Xuan, not only was she eager to accept him, but she even gave him the Rain Saint Sword as a gift. It’s truly maddening how some are just born luckier than others.

"I’ll graciously accept it then."

Ye Xuan was not the type to play coy, especially not when it came to a Holy-grade sword being offered to him. How could there be any reason to refuse?

It was as if it was a welcome gift from Yu.

In Ye Xuan’s view, having him, a Martial God, as a disciple was a blessing that Yu must have cultivated over several lifetimes. A Holy-grade sword was just a minor investment.

"Is this the Rain Saint Sword?"

Ye Xuan examined the sword in his hands. The entire sword was sky blue, likely forged from millennium deep-sea profound iron, its age considerable.

Rain Saint was a famous Martial Saint from the Middle Ages, and the Rain Saint Sword was his weapon. Yu was merely a descendant who had inherited the Rain Saint’s legacy.

When Ye Xuan infused True Yuan into it, the blade of the Rain Saint Sword quickly brightened up. The next moment, however, a resistant force surged forth as if opposing Ye Xuan’s ownership of the sword.

"This little thing is unhappy with me?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback for a moment before a slight smile appeared on his face. After all, it was a Holy-grade sword with a high level of intelligence. Although it did not have an independent Artifact Spirit like the Human Emperor’s Scepter, it was not far off.

He activated his Sword Intent and infused it into the blade. But even so, the Rain Saint Sword continued to shake uncontrollably, its Sword Qi spilling out, clearly unwilling to submit.

"Hmph, a proud Holy-grade sword, how could it possibly acknowledge a Fifth Grade Martial Venerable as its master? Kid, you might have the life to take it, but not the life to wield it."

Lin Chen sneered coldly, a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

"I had actually forgotten about that."

Yu’s brow furrowed slightly. If Ye Xuan couldn’t subdue the Rain Saint Sword, it would be quite embarrassing in front of all these people. She hadn’t considered this when she handed the sword to Ye Xuan. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Rain Saint Sword, it’s your honor to become my blade—hey, don’t be ungrateful." Ye Xuan, feeling the strong resistance emanating from the Rain Saint Sword, was somewhat helpless; however, after he spoke, the resistance grew even more intense.

"Human Emperor’s Scepter, calm it down."

Ye Xuan couldn’t be bothered with idle talk. If his Sword Dao Realm wasn’t enough to restrain the sword, then it was time for the Human Emperor’s Scepter to step in.

"Kid, you need my help for such a trivial matter? Won’t that ruin my great reputation if word gets out, making it seem like I’m bullying the weak?"

The Artifact Spirit of the Human Emperor’s Scepter sounded very dissatisfied.

Despite its complaints, the Human Emperor’s Scepter did as bid. It released an extremely pure force into the Rain Saint Sword. In just a few breaths’ time, the Rain Saint Sword ceased its trembling and completely settled down.

"There’s always something that can suppress another."

Ye Xuan smiled lightly. After all, the Human Emperor’s Scepter was one of the Three Emperors’ Sacred Artifacts, undoubtedly of a much higher grade than the Rain Saint Sword. In its presence, the Rain Saint Sword wasn’t even worthy of being its grandchild.

"He actually subdued the Rain Saint Sword so easily."

Watching the transformation of the Rain Saint Sword, Yu’s pretty face was also astonished, before her beautiful eyes looked at Ye Xuan with a complex expression. Just how much talent was this young man concealing? Even she, as his master, didn’t fully understand.

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