Three Nights (1)

The saber used to seal up the Devil posed no attraction to Lu Sheng at all. Although there was some Yin Qi on it, it was very, very little—at most a few units' worth of Yin Qi. He had already absorbed them fully when he pulled out the saber.

As for the so-called Divine Weapon or Devil Blade, he had no interest in them at all. Such stuff needed their wielder to serve them with utmost dedication and even perform Ritual Offerings with blood at every fixed interval. It was simply a wicked, evil system.

Lu Sheng retraced his steps on the way back in double time. In just half the amount of time he had taken to get to the room, he was back outside the courtyard, standing in front of Grand Elder.

"Very good." Grand Elder stared at Lu Sheng in satisfaction. In actual fact, this was not merely a test of Lu Sheng's guts, but also his level of trust in his teacher's words. That was the true test.

And the result satisfied Grand Elder.