I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Xue Jing glanced at the long black cloth strip and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly lit up.

He inexplicably felt a strange sense of familiarity with the long black strip of cloth, as if it were calling out to him.

Xue Jing reached out and grasped the long strip of cloth in his hand, a feeling of blood connection welling up within him.

He exclaimed, "What a fine knife!"

Takeyama Hideyuki was slightly taken aback and asked curiously, "How did you know it was a knife?"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I guessed."

Takeyama Ei pouted, "Junior brother, you're lying."

"If you were guessing, you would only guess that it's a 'knife,' so why would you directly say that it's a 'good knife'?"

Xue Jing asked in surprise, "Senior Sister Zhu, why do you seem to be quite clever?"

Upon hearing this, Takeyama Ei was not pleased.

She glared at Xue Jing and muttered, "What do you mean by 'similar'? I've always been smart, okay?"

The girl reached out and grabbed Xue Jing's cheeks.

"Tell me quickly, how did you know this was a good knife?"

Xue Jing untied the rope from the long black cloth strip in his hand and took it off.

A long sword with a black scabbard was displayed before him, the scabbard embroidered with simple yet beautiful silver patterns.

Xue Jing slowly drew the knife, a flash of silvery-white light appearing.

His eyes lit up, and he stroked the blade with obvious affection, smiling as he said:

"It... was just introducing itself to me."

Takeyama Ei asked in confusion, "Huh?"

Introduce yourself? Does this knife talk?

Xue Jing gently stroked the beautiful longsword in his hand.

The knife has a black handle and a silver-white blade, and its total length is about 1.5 meters.

In terms of shape, it should be considered a royal guard saber, with a slight curve. Under the sunlight streaming in from the window, it reflects a cold glint, making it the kind of extremely sharp blade that can be seen with the naked eye.

The natural affinity he developed for weapons through the [Soldier's Strike] skill allowed him to quickly learn everything about the sword.

It was as if... the knife was introducing itself to him.

Seeing Xue Jing's obvious delight, Zhu Shanying was also very happy. She put her hands behind her back and said with a smile:

"This knife is from my grandfather's collection."

"Junior brother, aren't you going to participate in the U19 competition? You'll need a good weapon... I haven't given you anything since you joined the sect, so I'll give you this knife!"

Xue Jing paused, shook his head, and was about to say something.

Takeyama Ei stood on tiptoe and patted his head, saying with a smile in his eyes, "Don't worry, my grandfather has a lot of collections. I also told him that I wanted to give this knife away, and he agreed."

"I see..." Xue Jing looked at the beautiful longsword in his hand, thought for a moment, and said:

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu... By the way, how much is this knife worth approximately?"

Takeyama Hide nodded his chin.

"Hmm... The main material of this knife is 'dragon bone steel,' which is an alloy smelted from the dragon bones of dragons and other rare metals."

"It is said that the forger was a master named He Jiuxi, who has now retired."

The girl calculated with her fingers.

"If you include its collectible value, it should be around 20 million."

Xue Jing's lips twitched.

With just a slight move, he could have his entire fortune?

In an instant, Xue Jing quickly banished the notion that he was a rich man from his mind.

"Senior Sister Zhu...this is too precious."

Xue Jing shook his head.

Takeyama Ei spoke softly:

"Little junior brother."

“You once said, ‘For the strong, money is just a pebble that is readily available and easily obtained, and that they don’t care about even if they throw it away.’”

She gazed at Xue Jing.

"It's just a mere twenty million dollars. Do you think you can't afford it?"

The girl's tone was extremely calm, quite unlike her usual demeanor.

"..."

Xue Jing stared intently at Zhu Shanying.

Her bright eyes seemed to hold a certain hope.

After a long while, Xue Jing smiled.

"I was being stingy."

He sheathed his long sword and said earnestly to Takeyama Hide:

"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu. I'll accept the knife."

In the month or so since he entered the dojo, his strength has been growing rapidly.

But his spirit... doesn't seem to have fully caught up.

Xue Jing rubbed his temples.

I never imagined that the words I said while showing off would become a boomerang and hit me.

Yes, it's only a mere 20 million.

For him, it was no longer something so valuable that he couldn't afford to repay it.

Just as an ordinary person wouldn't feel uneasy about a friend treating them to a meal, to him, those 20 million dollars were just 'a meal'.

I need to reflect on this and adjust my mindset.

"Hmph, this is the junior brother I wanted to see."

Zhu Shanying's eyes lit up with a smile again, and he reached out to pat Xue Jing on the back.

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"

An anxious call suddenly came from outside the cultivation room.

Xue Jing and Zhu Shanying exchanged a glance, then picked up their knives, walked to the door, and opened it.

Outside the door stood an ordinary male disciple dressed in a white training uniform. Upon seeing Xue Jing, he quickly said:

"Junior brother, Master wants you to go to the training hall."

Xue Jing asked in confusion, "What happened?"

The male disciple explained, "People from the Golden Wind Dojo have come here...it seems they're here to cause trouble."

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes: "Golden Wind Dojo?"

……

"So, you're here to challenge us?"

Inside the training hall of the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

Li Qi, sitting in his wheelchair, looked at the two people in front of him, his tone completely unwavering.

Upon hearing this, Li Chengxuan, standing opposite Li Qi, raised an eyebrow and said:

"Please don't misunderstand, sir."

"Who in Qingcheng is so reckless as to dare to come and kick 'Dragon King's' place?"

"I mean communication, pure communication."

Li Qi glanced at him twice and snorted.

"I've heard of you. At such a young age, you've mastered the Golden Wind and White Rainbow Sword to the point of 'the blade reaches all four tips.' You certainly have some talent."

Li Chengxuan immediately bowed slightly and said with a smile, "It is my honor to have your opinion."

Li Qi ignored his flattery, instead touching the bald patch on his head and saying calmly:

"However, that old bastard Jiao Hongyuan protected you too well, which made you a bit arrogant."

"Compared to my apprentice, your talent is nothing more than a dried-up pile of wild dung by the roadside. I wouldn't even bother to look at it."

Xue Jing had just reached the entrance of the training hall when he heard these words, and his expression immediately turned strange.

Master's description... is quite unique.

……

Chapter 91 Forces work in pairs (4K)

"..."

"Your words are a bit too harsh."

Li Chengxuan considered himself to be quite composed, but he was still just a young man. When Li Qi belittled him to this extent, he couldn't hold back any longer.

His lips twitched, but his expression turned cold.

Su Bijing, who was standing nearby, quickly said:

"Seventh Master, my junior brother really didn't mean that..."

"okay."