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Signing In At Mount Sword For 100 Years To Become Invincible

# SWORDMAN # EMPRESS # LOVEY-DOVEY Lin Ran was transmigrated to a fantasy world and was the top scorer during the martial arts exam. He was assigned to protect the empress, but because he did not give presents to the general director in charge of the palace affairs, he was demoted to a guard at Mount Sword. His only job was to clean the swords stored on the mountain. [You have cleaned the broken sword, Fire Stream. You have been rewarded with 50% proficiency of the Heaven Fire Sword Will.] [You have cleaned the heavy sword, Dragon Elephant. You have been rewarded with the inner energy of the Dragon and Elephant Divine Art.] [You have cleaned the demon sword, Dark Wind. You have been rewarded with the Grade 9 method, Phantom Step.] [You have cleaned the spirit sword, Heaven’s Chance. You have been rewarded with the Eyes that Peek into Heaven.] “Isn’t this way better than working as the empress’s guard?” Lin Ran quickly decided to remain on the mountain until he had become invincible. He spent the next 100 years without leaving Mount Sword until the day the barbaric knights from the north invaded the central plains and started to mercilessly slaughter citizens, hoping to break the peace that was obtained through a lot of sacrifices over 100 years ago. Lin Ran had no choice but to descend from the mountain.

swordking · 東方
レビュー数が足りません
350 Chs

Unintentional Realization

編集者: Henyee Translations

This sense of familiarity was different from seeing a common face on the street. It was a real sense of familiarity.

However, this face seemed to be missing a certain characteristic, so he couldn't connect it to a specific person.

But how was that possible?

This was the face of the Ten Miles Sword God. When Lin Ran found the Sword God's remains on Mount Sword, the pile of bones was at least decades old. At that time, he had yet to transmigrate. How could he have seen this face? Could it be someone he knew before transmigrating?

"Eyebrows! Beards!"

Lin Ran patted Huo Qiyun. "Hurry! Put it all on my face."

"No, we have to wait for the adhesive to dry out first."

Huo Qiyun shook his head. As if sensing Lin Ran's anxiety, he added, "An hour. Just wait another hour."

Lin Ran had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue waiting. However, in anxiety, every second felt like a year for him.