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Mingtai held a status like no other, as the Sword Tower Supreme’s personal sword, all the spirit swords in the Sword Vault were his juniors.

However, there was no seniority among swords, that was a relationship invented by humans. Among spirit swords, there was only the strong and the weak, with the weak submitting to the strong.

From this perspective, Mingtai could be considered the eldest brother of all the spirit swords in the Sword Vault. If he wished, all the spirit swords would submit to Mingtai and follow him out of the Sword Vault.

Mingtai was also aware of his own status within the Sword Vault, akin to that of an emperor. If he were to go in, it would leave no opportunity for others.

Therefore, he considerately made his way to the back of the line, planning to enter last, to give everyone else a chance.

At the same time, he also stopped Lu Yang, "Elder Brother Lu Yang, do you want to go in last with me? There are some things I can’t tell you, but I can assure you that if you take a liking to a particular sword, I have a way to make that sword follow you."

Lu Yang could probably guess where Mingtai’s confidence stemmed from and, appreciating Mingtai’s willingness to help, it would seem unkind of him to refuse the offer.

"Alright, then I’ll thank Junior Brother Mingtai first."

Mingtai smiled. He wanted to show off a little in front of Lu Yang.

In light of Lu Yang’s face, Yun Mengmeng also had the opportunity to visit the Sword Vault, and the Sword Tower had agreed that if Yun Mengmeng and a spirit sword were fated, she could also take one with her.

"This sword looks pretty nice." In a corner of the Sword Vault, Yun Mengmeng squatted down with interest to look at a finely made thin sword, its hilt adorned with many patterns and gems.

𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Only the hilt of the thin sword was exposed, with the blade buried in the soil.

She poked the sword without any reaction, which meant that she had no affinity with this sword.

"Come out and let me see what your blade looks like." Yun Mengmeng poked the thin sword again.

The thin sword communicated an unplesant thought, telling Yun Mengmeng, this little girl, to roll far away, and if she kept yammering, it would teach her a lesson.

Yun Mengmeng had never been cursed at like this before and felt somewhat displeased. She effortlessly pulled the thin sword out from the soil.

The thin sword was enraged and vibrated incessantly, trying to break free from Yun Mengmeng’s grasp to teach this little girl a lesson!

"Stop shaking." Yun Mengmeng flicked the blade, causing the thin sword to buzz noisily.

The surrounding spirit swords, seeing Yun Mengmeng bullying the thin sword, seemed ready to emerge from the soil themselves.

Yun Mengmeng, sensing the disturbance, glared at them, and the nearby spirit swords didn’t dare act rashly anymore.

The thin sword also realized that Yun Mengmeng had not pulled it out by sheer brute strength, but rather through the crushing force of her cultivation level. Its anger disappeared, frightened into stillness.

Yun Mengmeng found the blade had a bare surface that wasn’t very appealing and lost interest, casually reinserting the thin sword into the ground.

"Was thinking of gifting you to Xiao Zhi as a present, but you’re not good-looking, forget it."

Yun Mengmeng was not after quality when selecting a sword, as long as it looked nice.

"Sword brother, let’s join forces from now on, and together we can surely reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!" Someone was offering spirit swords big promises, trying to coax them out.

"If you follow me, I guarantee I can evolve you into a Sword Spirit."

"Look, our colors match quite well. We’re naturally a pair, come on out."

There were also Sword Cultivators who were silent and reticent, simply sitting on the ground, trying to resonate with the spirit swords and move them with genuine effort.

But whether it was big promises or genuine emotion, all the spirit swords didn’t budge; they ignored the Sword Cultivators completely.

"Why aren’t you resonating with a sword?" Qiu Kun saw the big black dog squatting at the entrance like a watchdog.

Before the big black dog could answer, Qiu Kun saw it holding a sword slobbery in its mouth.

"That’s fine, no need to explain, I understand."

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Qiu Kun looked at the big black dog with a pitying gaze, "With this method, no Spirit Sword would choose the big black dog."

Qiu Kun entered the Sword Vault, using her Spiritual Sense to continuously communicate with the Spirit Swords, hoping one of them would follow her.

However, it was quite regrettable that the Spirit Swords all had their hearts set on following Elder Brother Mingtai and paid no heed to Qiu Kun.

She walked a large circle around the Sword Vault, and at last, a sword was moved by her sincerity, trembling continuously as it broke through the soil.

Holding the sword in her hands, Qiu Kun was overjoyed. The sword split into black and white hues in the middle, containing the Dao of Yin and Yang Chaos, which was most suitable for her.

Mingtai and Lu Yang stepped into the Sword Vault together.

For the ten thousand years since the Sword Tower Supreme’s passing, Mingtai had always been in the Sword Vault, and he was all too familiar with it. He knew every single Spirit Sword stored here very well.

Just by standing there, many Spirit Swords became restless, eager to rush into his embrace, calling him "Elder Brother."

The other Sword Cultivators noticed the movement of the Spirit Swords, and surprised, they followed the direction to look toward the entrance of the Sword Vault.

"Mingtai has resonated with these swords?!"

The crowd was astonished; this was simply too outrageous. They had never heard of such a thing at any previous Swords Inquiry Ceremony.

"Elder Brother Lu Yang, do you know how to choose the sword that you desire?" Mingtai asked.

"I would like to hear more about it."

Mingtai was an expert in this area, "The so-called desired sword is one that resonates with you."

"From what I see, Elder Brother, are you looking to wield another sword while still holding onto your current sword?"

Lu Yang nodded his head.

"In that case, the sword you choose must not only resonate with you but also with your current sword. Otherwise, your two swords may very well become contradictory."

"Elder Brother Lu Yang, you can try lifting your current sword, release your aura and the aura of your sword. If there is a sword that matches you, there will be some disturbance, and the one with the greatest response will be the one that resonates with you the most."

Lu Yang had no understanding of this area and could only follow the instructions.

He stood at the entrance of the Sword Vault, lifting the Green Peak Sword, as his aura of the Divinity Transformation Stage surged forth. The Green Peak Sword trembled slightly, rippling out Sword Qi like ripples on water.

"Resonate with the Green Peak Sword as well?" Fairy Eternity also listened seriously to Mingtai’s theory.

"Now that I am a Sword Spirit, would the sword that Little Yang picks also need to resonate with me?"

Thinking this, Fairy Eternity also secretly released a thread of Immortal Charm.

This was an Immortal Charm that only Spirit Swords could sense, undetectable to Cultivators.

The Spirit Swords sensed Lu Yang’s Sword Spirit Root, the presence of Immortal Swords, and the eternal power contained within the Sword Spirits of the Immortal Swords. These were the supreme existences that they aspired to!

Sword after sword within the Sword Vault trembled violently, extremely excited, and the entire Sword Vault shook as if there were an earthquake.

Mingtai was greatly astonished; he thought that an accident had caused the Sword Vault to become tumultuous. He tried desperately to issue commands to appease the Spirit Swords, but at that moment, the Spirit Swords completely ignored his commands!

The upper echelons of the Sword Tower witnessed this scene, more at a loss than ever, not knowing what had happened. Not even the Sword Tower Supreme himself should have provoked such a phenomenon!

Countless Spirit Swords broke free from the soil, either from the ground or the walls, leaving their original positions, lining up neatly in rows, and even the Chaos Yin-Yang Sword that Qiu Kun finally obtained flew out of her hands to join the lineup of Spirit Swords in the sky.

The Spirit Swords stood in formation, like an army ready for inspection by a general. Wherever Lu Yang’s gaze fell, the Spirit Swords there stirred, thinking they had been chosen.

Lu Yang turned his head to look at Mingtai, feeling a bit embarrassed, "This is my first time, and I don’t have any experience. I don’t know which sword will resonate with me the most. Please, Junior Brother Mingtai, give me some advice."