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Birth of the Demonic Sword

"So, that's how my life ends, what a waste of time it was...". These were the last thoughts of a young man, shot by accident in a fight between local gangs. Little did he know that he would soon wake up in another world, a world of cultivation! This is the story of the whoreson of a wealthy family, of a transmigrator that had no purpose in his previous life, of a demon that will make power his reason to keep on living. Noah Balvan, after he transmigrated, will have to fight against his social status and the many difficulties of the world he was reborn in to obtain the power to stand free in the sky above anyone! Follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/EoCNovels Instagram: eocnovels Discord link: https://discord.gg/CNh28NP Cover artist: https://digitalrowye.com/ Fandom: https://botds.fandom.com/wiki/Birth_of_the_Demonic_Sword_Wiki

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149. Convocation

'Oh right, I only gave him enough money for two months of wine.'

Noah looked at the pitiful state in which Ivor was.

He had returned to his previous smelly and ragged figure and tens of empty jars were left all around the floor.

Noah picked a thousand Credits and casually threw them to him.

"Go to the alchemy division and buy some wine, money shouldn't be a problem from now on."

Just the amount that he had seized from the rewards amounted to ten thousand Credits, Ivor's expenses could be covered for two years with those.

Seeing that he was about to complain more, Noah revealed him something to placate his mood.

"You might want to know that I've decided to accumulate "Breath" again in my sea of consciousness."

Noah knew that even if Ivor didn't pressure him, he had a lot of expectations regarding his improvements in the Elemental forging method.

Ivor's eyes lit up and regained some focus.

"Are you sure? Is the internal pressure gone?"

Noah shook his head.