"Sword? I once observed the tides by the sea, and in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I comprehended the Sword Intent grand move—Boundless Ocean." Wang Anye said flatly, without a hint of boasting.

"An incense stick? Show it to me," the residual soul was somewhat surprised.

Then, Wang Anye began posing, practicing the Profound Yuan Sword Technique earnestly, and then executed the Boundless Ocean move.

"Good, good, good, your Basic Sword Skill is solid; obviously, you had strict family teachings." The residual soul said joyfully, "Even though your Sword Intent grand move is immature, it indeed has the essence of Tidal Sword Intent within it. Clearly, you have remarkable comprehension in Sword Dao. How is your bloodline level now?"

"Innate Upper Grade C, now improved to Grade B. Great-Grandfather said once I grow taller, he’d find a way to upgrade me to Top-Grade Bloodline Talent." Wang Anye answered honestly.

"Blessed by the Immortal Emperor." Upon hearing this, the residual soul cheered happily, "I thought that with my Divine Soul shattered, and only this residual soul lingering, I’d spend my days waiting for it to dissipate. I never imagined the Immortal Emperor would take pity and present me with such a precious raw jade."

"Hahahaha~~ I, Jii Wuchen, the dual expert of Sword Array, in such desolation, can still accept a fine disciple. Thus, the lineage passed down by my Master won’t end with me."

"Accept a disciple?" Wang Anye was slightly bewildered.

Soon after, a vortex in the array’s core surged, and an ancient sword shot out, nimble as a swimming fish, swift as lightning.

Above the sword’s body, a faint mist rose, quickly forming into a white-clad man with a dignified presence and a full white beard.

His eyes fixed on Wang Anye, filled with excitement: "Good child, are you willing to enter my Jii Wuchen’s tutelage? As long as you agree, I guarantee that the path to Divine Techniques will no longer be an obstacle, and even the Lingxu Dao will be within sight."

"This..." Wang Anye was a bit at a loss, looking toward his great-grandfather Wang Shouzhe for help.

Jii Wuchen’s residual soul quickly added, "Good child, do not rush to refuse. I have a Spirit Communication Storage Ring to give you, and I have fused with the Artifact Spirit of this sword—I am the sword, and the sword is me..."

"Spirit Communication Storage Ring? Is it better than the Top-Grade Storage Ring?" Wang Anye’s eyes lit up a bit.

"It’s like the difference between clouds and mud! It’s a storage ring that can talk~" Jii Wuchen said proudly, persuading, "As long as you become my disciple, everything I own will be yours."

Such fortune... Everyone stared at the scene, eyes filled with envy and jealousy, including Wang Shouzhe and the residual soul Jiang Yuchen.

"A storage ring that can talk? Sounds interesting." Wang Anye happily looked at Wang Shouzhe, "Great-Grandfather, I have a new storage ring. The Endless Abyss you wanted, you can use it now."

Want it?

Ancestor Longyan side-eyed Wang Shouzhe, giving him a rather displeased glare. How could someone his age still be so mischievous and unreliable?

"Hehehe~ Shouzhe cousin, you actually covet Anye’s Endless Abyss, aren’t you ashamed?" Lua Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but laugh, "But really, who wouldn’t be envious of this?"

"Shouzhe is blessed, having such a dutiful great-grandson."

Others also joined in the teasing of Wang Shouzhe, laughing and joking.

Even though combining both lifetimes Wang Shouzhe has lived over a hundred years and has skin thicker than a city wall, he couldn’t help but blush slightly.

He secretly glared at Wang Anye, the cheeky boy.

This kind of matter should be discussed privately between us, great-grandfather and great-grandson. How could you so openly speak about it? What about my dignity?

Yet, this kid is truly something; just mentioning a new storage ring, and he actually gets a new storage ring.

All at once, Wang Shouzhe himself couldn’t help but feel envious of his great-grandson’s fortune.

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