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In the past, the Long Clan Ancestor had never found anything, but today, he finally understood why this sword was waiting for its true master.
”Grandfather's Dragon Slaying Sword is too valuable, Yan'er cannot accept it. Furthermore, I have the Thunder Eight Trigram Fist, the Dark Nether Fist, and the Lightning Movement 9000, it's enough.
Long Clan Ancestor held onto Long Yan's arm tightly: ”Yan'er, the most pressing matter at hand is now, there is no time to think about the ownership of this Dragon Slaying Sword, because the Demonic Sect that our Long Family is going to face this time is most likely an expert from the divine pill faction, the Long Family does not have any chance of winning, it's only you, there's still a sliver of hope, so tell me, if this Dragon Slaying Sword is not yours, what do you think Grandfather should do.”
If this thing were to flow out of the human world, it would likely disrupt the peace and tranquility of the past few years, causing endless strife …
What the Long Clan Ancestor meant was that Long Yan had to accept it even if he didn't want to.
Seeing the Long Clan Ancestor's insistence, Long Yan had no other choice: ”Since it's like this, then alright Grandfather, I'll accept it. But I won't easily show it to others, unless it's a last resort.”
A bold idea had already slowly formed in Long Yan's mind. He had thought of using the power of 9000 kilograms of Lightning Force to fuse and see if he could bring out the strength of 9000 kilograms through this Dragon Slaying Sword.
All living things in this world cherished each other. Since that Dragon Slaying Sword appeared and there was a thunderbolt in the sky, that meant that nine thousand thunderclaps or the Thunder Eight Trigram Fist, could all form the power of thunder. He didn't know if they could fuse together.
Then, Long Yan kept the Dragon Slaying Sword into his Qiankun bag. After that, Long Yan looked at the Long Clan Ancestor and felt very touched. This meant that the ancestor was very certain of Long Yan's position in the clan.
From today onwards, the lives of over a hundred of their Long family's third generations were tied together and they were about to face an even larger number of Demonic Sect disciples. Those were experts with divine pellets, and it could be said that Long Yan's pressure had reached the limit.
Long Yan took out all three cultivation technique manuals, < Soul Conquering Finger >, < Lightning Haste >, < Eight Desolations Art >.
”Grandfather, I originally wanted to hand these three Secret Art manuals over to you. However, right now, I have fully grasped the Lightning Haste skill of 9000, and I can also unleash 9000 jin of power.”
Long Clan Ancestor only hugged Long Yan in his arms. In the past sixteen years, this was the first time this Long Clan Ancestor had hugged his grandson so deeply.
”Grandfather, I have a suggestion. Why don't we let elder sister learn these battle skills? Wouldn't that make our family even more powerful?”
Long Yan wanted to change the conservative little mouse thought in the Long Clan Ancestor, so he let out a hearty laugh. After going through so many life and death battles, he also became more enlightened.
”Good, grandpa will listen to you. I declare that today, all the juniors of my Long family will have the qualifications to go to the Stellar Pavilion and browse through all the skills and skills that you are familiar with!”
Without a doubt, this was extremely good news. If the Star Pavilion didn't have a time limit, the younger generation of the Long family would be able to freely enter and leave the Star Pavilion.
that guy drank himself into sleep everyday and would wake up a few times every now and then to bring about disaster to the Long family. This time, no one would care about his life and death, and his parents and the other sons of Long Clan Ancestor had already died somewhere.
This was not the most hateful thing, but rather he had actually stolen the [Lightning Movement 9000] cultivation technique manuals. Luckily Long Yan had snatched them back, because every single one of them had been acquired by the Long Clan Ancestor with a lot of effort.
How much blood was on his hands? Even Chu Feng himself had no idea how much blood was on his hands …