Many Sons, Many Blessings, I Spread Branches And Leaves In The Sect

Three hours later.

The general looked at Su Chen, who was covered in wounds but still standing tall, and stared into his eyes.

"Kid, are you a martial cultivator?"

"I've never seen someone so resilient."

Within the sword formation, Su Chen couldn't match the sword energy of the Red Dust Sword Immortal without the Dragon Spring Sword's support.

But Su Chen managed to withstand the sword energy with his body alone.

His resilience was rarely seen in the world.

Although Su Chen was covered in wounds at the moment, the voice of the system kept ringing in his mind.

Congratulations, host, for gaining 100 points of martial cultivation.

Congratulations, host, for gaining 400 points of martial cultivation.

Congratulations, host, for gaining 300 points of martial cultivation.

Su Chen had already prepared himself to take a beating, but he didn't expect to become stronger during the process.

Su Chen's martial strength had reached at least the Soul Formation stage.

The general waved his hand.

"I'm tired, let's stop."

Su Chen didn't ask for more either.

In this sword formation, Su Chen had gained a considerable amount of martial cultivation points.

Although he could still endure physically, the pain was real.

The general withdrew the sword formation and then handed a suit of armor to Su Chen.

The armor emitted a radiant golden light but was not heavy, it was a close-fitting soft armor.

The general said, "This is the Golden Armor, divided into Yin Armor and Yang Armor. The kid who practiced swordsmanship last time took the Yang Armor, so I'm giving you the Yin Armor."

"Since these two treasures are of no interest to anyone here, consider it a reward for enduring my beating for so long."

Su Chen: ... The general truly lives up to his title, he just loves to fight.

Su Chen took the Yin Armor and immediately felt a chilling sensation around him.

It seemed that countless undead spirits were attached to the armor.

The general explained, "The Golden Armor is a peerless armor infused with the power of souls. It is divided into two pieces, one is the Yang Armor, formed by the souls of countless heroes, and the other is the Yin Armor in your hands, formed by the souls of countless undead spirits."

After speaking, the general turned around.

"Alright, I won't keep you any longer."

Immediately, the scene around Su Chen changed, and he found himself on the Wanli Long Stage again.

Su Chen took out the Yin Armor, and in the next moment, the armor turned into a stream of energy and directly merged into Su Chen's body.

Su Chen felt a soft armor on his body, and the erosion of the sword energy around him also decreased significantly.

At the same time, Su Chen felt the resentment of countless undead spirits surrounding his body.

But these resentments had no effect on Su Chen.

This made Su Chen breathe a sigh of relief. It truly was a rare treasure in the world.

Wearing the Yin Armor, Su Chen continued to ascend the Wanli Long Stage.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Sword Sect.

Senior Xiaoyao muttered to himself in shock.

"Could this kid have something to do with the Red Dust Sword Immortal?"

Zhang Lei shook his head.

He also looked serious. There was definitely no second Dragon Spring Sword in the world.

Senior Xiaoyao sighed and said, "Do you think Su Chen did something to persecute the Red Dust Sword Immortal and that's how he obtained this sword?"

Zhang Lei immediately shook his head.

"It's impossible. Su Chen is not that kind of person, and his current strength is not on the same level as the Red Dust Sword Immortal."

Just as the two were puzzled, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Then, a woman as beautiful as a Celestial Immortal walked into the courtyard.

The woman moved gracefully, with fair skin and a tall and well-proportioned figure. However, there was a hint of coldness in her demeanor.

Senior Xiaoyao looked outside the door and said, "Oh, my good granddaughter is here."

He immediately approached.

"How have you been? Any troubles in your recent cultivation?"

"It's been fine. I heard you were back, so I came to see you."

Senior Xiaoyao couldn't stop smiling.

"My granddaughter is still filial."

This senior Xiaoyao's granddaughter is named Zhao Linger, a top genius above the Sword Sect.

At the age of over 20, she has already reached the peak of the Soul Formation realm.

Such talent has never appeared in the Sword Sect for thousands of years.

Perhaps the only one who can compare with Zhao Linger's talent is the Red Dust Sword Immortal who ascended to the Great Thousand World.

Zhao Linger is also a sword cultivator, and her understanding of sword qi has reached a terrifying level.

Although her actual combat may not be as good as Senior Xiaoyao's, when it comes to understanding sword qi, Zhao Linger may not be inferior to Senior Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, Zhao Linger saw the sword in Senior Xiaoyao's hand.

She asked, "Grandfather, where did you get this sword from?"

Due to the time difference between Zhao Linger's birth and the era of the Red Dust Sword Immortal, she did not know that this sword belonged to the Red Dust Sword Immortal.

Senior Xiaoyao smiled and said, "It was obtained from a disciple recruited from the foot of the mountain. His name is Su Chen."

Zhao Linger was stunned.

Senior Xiaoyao noticed Zhao Linger's strange expression and asked, "Do you know this Su Chen?"

Zhao Linger nodded.

"A while ago, when I went down the mountain to experience, I met a cultivator on the Red Earth Continent. He is a sect master, but his talent surprised me."

"The sword he was carrying is this one."

Senior Xiaoyao nodded.

"That kid does have outstanding talent, and he looks quite handsome."

As he spoke, Senior Xiaoyao seemed to think of something.

"Right, I have to go and see if this kid is in any danger."

After speaking, Senior Xiaoyao flew up and quickly left the courtyard.

At this time, Su Chen had already climbed the last few steps on the ten-thousand-mile long staircase.

In front of him was a small courtyard.

A disciple of the Sword Sect was tidying up the yard.

Seeing Su Chen's face, the disciple asked strangely, "Who are you? How did you come here?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "I am a new disciple of the Sword Sect."

Unexpectedly, the disciple of the Sword Sect immediately changed his expression and drew a long sword from behind.

"It's impossible. New disciples are all personally brought to the Sword Sect by Senior Xiaoyao. Who are you? Speak up."

Su Chen was taken aback.

"Aren't new disciples supposed to climb this ten-thousand-mile long staircase?"

The disciple of the Sword Sect sneered.

"Do you think anyone can pass this ten-thousand-mile long staircase?"

"Even the Red Dust Sword Immortal back then took a long time to pass this ten-thousand-mile long staircase after entering the Sword Sect."

"Among the younger generation now, only Senior Sister Zhao Linger can pass this ten-thousand-mile long staircase."

Su Chen became even more confused.

According to what Senior Xiaoyao said, isn't this a mandatory course for entering the Sword Sect?

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky.

The disciple of the Sword Sect immediately changed his expression.

"Senior Xiaoyao!"

Senior Xiaoyao ignored the disciple of the Sword Sect and looked at Su Chen in surprise.

"You passed this ten-thousand-mile long staircase?"