The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Because the sword spirit secretly absorbs Mo Qian's life force and soul power at night, Mo Qian cannot sense it while he is asleep. Unless the sword spirit absorbs a large amount, Mo Qian truly cannot feel the sword spirit absorbing his soul power and life force while he sleeps.
"You're not allowed to slack off anymore."

Dao Ling was still somewhat displeased, and she was about to begin special training on Mo Qian.

"stand at attention!"

Yu Wenzhou looked at Mo Qian with some surprise as he saw the young man suddenly stand at attention.

"No, Mo Qian, what are you doing? Are you going to take the postgraduate entrance exam?"

Yu Wenzhou knew Mo Qian. Mo Qian had only been awake for a short while and had only sunbathed for a short time before starting to train.

Mo Qian gave Yu Wenzhou a look, letting Yu Wenzhou figure it out himself, but to be honest, Mo Qian felt that Yu Wenzhou might not be able to understand the look Mo Qian was giving him.

"It must have been the sword spirit that made Mo Qianlian practice it."

Yu Wenzhou knew Mo Qian's personality very well. Mo Qian would never miss a chance to rest, let alone when he had just woken up. How could Mo Qian usually let go of such a chance to be lazy?
However, while Mo Qian may slack off, he is absolutely dedicated when it comes to training, that's a fact.

This is why Mo Qian's strength has always been so great; in addition to high-intensity training, rest is also essential.

"Go for it, Lao Mo!"

After giving Lao Mo an encouraging look, Yu Wenzhou continued his training. Recently, not only Mo Qianhui had been undergoing rigorous training by Dao Ling, but everyone else had also been training for several days.

"Basic training is no longer useful for you, especially since the Heart of Darkness will continuously improve your physical abilities, so..."

Dao Ling paused for a moment, and Mo Qian, still waiting to hear what followed, replied curiously:

"so what?"

"So, you can use your soul power on me now. I'll be your opponent."

The sword spirit can only stay outside for a limited time, but it can use Mo Qian's soul to stay outside for a longer period of time, although its strength may not be as great.

However, even though the sword spirit's strength has decreased significantly, it still poses no problem for Mo Qian.

"What are you looking at me for? Hand over the demon sword!"

After the sword spirit appeared, Mo Qian kept staring at it, making the sword spirit a little embarrassed. It wasn't until the sword spirit reminded Mo Qian that Mo Qian blankly handed the demon sword in his hand to the sword spirit.

"Hmph! Fool!"

Dao Ling cursed under his breath. Dao Ling knew what Mo Qian was thinking. What Mo Qian was thinking just now was a bit improper.

"Pick up your sword!"

Dao Ling reminded him that Mo Qian had been looking at her for a very long time, and Dao Ling felt that Mo Qian should not be allowed to become so engrossed in her beauty any longer.

I'm not just praising Blade Spirit, but its charm is truly unparalleled.

Those more visually appealing than the Blade Spirit are less powerful, and those more powerful than the Blade Spirit are less visually appealing. This is the situation above the tenth level.
"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Qian immediately raised the Oath of Light and Darkness, preparing for battle.

Mo Qian really couldn't hold back just now. He didn't know why, but lately he felt that he was finding it increasingly difficult to control his emotions. He was no longer the calm and collected sword immortal he used to be; instead, his heart was filled with passion.

Mo Qian guessed that it was the influence of the Heart of Darkness on him, and that Mo Qian had recently developed a fondness for beautiful things, such as diamonds and jewelry, and things that could glow.

Mo Qian even recently took a liking to Lao Wei's silver weapon that emits a purple glow, and Lao Mo had an urge to snatch Lao Wei's staff away.

Another rather outrageous point is that Mo Qian thinks Huang Shaotian is actually not bad either.
Because after Huang Shaotian activated his flash mode, he was like an electric mouse, flashing with golden light, which Mo Qian really liked.

"What are you standing there for! Defense! Defense!"

With the Demon Blade unleashed, all other weapons must step aside. If Mo Qian were wielding the Demon Blade and the Blade Spirit were holding the Oath of Light and Darkness, the Oath of Light and Darkness would already be shattered.

This is not because Mo Qian is stronger than Dao Ling, but simply because Mo Qian's control over the demon sword is not as good as Dao Ling's.

Mo Qian couldn't control the demon sword, so when Mo Qian got his hands on it, the demon sword would cut down anyone it saw, and its sharpness would adjust itself.

Even if Mo Qian doesn't want to cut something, the demon sword will automatically switch to a sharpness that can cut through anything.

However, things were different when the Blade Spirit obtained the Demon Blade. Unlike Mo Qian, the Blade Spirit only had the right to use the Demon Blade, but not the right to control it.

The sword spirit not only possesses the right to use the demon sword, but also has absolute control over it. The demon sword can transform into any weapon the sword spirit desires; it's just that the sword spirit only likes the demon sword in its current form.

The sharpness is also fully adjustable, which is the fundamental reason why the sword spirit could not cut Mo Qian's weapon with the demon sword.

"Ok?"

When Mo Qian saw that his vow of light and darkness had not been severed by the demon sword, he was only stunned for a moment before the sword spirit used the demon sword to send him flying.

"Hmm!"

The arc of Mo Qianfei's flight was perfect, even more perfect than a drawing.

This was naturally intentionally controlled by the sword spirit; otherwise, what hit Mo Qian's face just now wouldn't have been the back of the demon sword.

"Still daydreaming? What are you thinking about, Mo Qian! Get serious, or you'll be nothing but cannon fodder once you reach the tenth floor!"

Dao Ling's words make sense. Although Mo Qian's current strength is not weak, it is still insufficient, far from sufficient. Mo Qian can survive on the tenth floor or higher by himself.

However, Dao Ling had been observing Mo Qian for so many days and already knew Mo Qian's true nature. Mo Qian would never abandon his teammates and run away alone.

For the first ten levels, with Mo Qian's current strength, doing this wouldn't be life-threatening. However, if you continue fighting like this after the tenth level, problems will definitely arise.

Above the tenth floor, there are dangers far beyond the ordinary; some are all sorts of dangers.

"Above the tenth floor, everyone is crazy; there aren't nearly as many normal people as on the first ten floors."

Dao Ling didn't tell Mo Qian, because these things couldn't be said with words alone. People above the tenth level were even more terrifying than monsters. Those who survived were all elites, and each of them had something powerful in their hands.

"So, we need to beat this kid so badly he can't even take care of himself! We can't let him get cocky." (End of Chapter)