Urban Magic Eye

Lee Hao secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he kept it in time. Otherwise, his performance would have been ruined. What should he do next?    

Seeing that the nine great sword slaves were stunned, Lee Hao knew that the expected effect had been achieved. Now, it was time to strike while the iron was hot.    

"Do you know what your mistakes are?"    

The nine of them shook their heads at the same time. What the hell did they know? They only knew how to cultivate.    

"Your fault lies in the incomplete inheritance!!"    

Lee Hao sighed and said, "The Sword Cultivator is an ancient cultivation method that existed since the ancient era. It should have been shining brightly, and it should have been developed by the Human Clan. Unfortunately, it unexpectedly declined in the end, and it made people want to pee their pants."    

A desolate expression appeared on the Elemental Spirit of the sword slave. In the ancient times, the Sword Cultivator could run amok, and its powerful combat strength could make demon beasts of the same level tremble in fear. Unfortunately, it was easy to break when it was strong. In the end, the inheritance of the Sword Cultivator was destroyed by the Sword Cultivator itself.    

That's right, it was destroyed in his own hands.    

The Sword Cultivator only had the sword in its heart, and it didn't fear life or death. It didn't care about worldly affairs, and it didn't care about the inheritance either. In the end, there was only one result, and that was that some extremely powerful sword techniques had been lost. Even if they were to be passed down, there would only be a fragment left.    

How would the later generations cultivate like this? They could not cultivate! Then, they entered a vicious cycle. The fewer people they cultivated, the more desolate the Sword Cultivator became. Until now, the Sword Cultivator had become a novelty.    

Of course, the Sword Cultivator still affected the Human Clan. Otherwise, the current cultivators wouldn't love the great sword...    

"There aren't many Sword Cultivators left in the Spirit Realm now, and there are even fewer who have cultivated to the late stage of the aperture. Are you willing to die just like this? Don't you want to regroup and restore the glory of the Sword Cultivator?"    

Lee Hao began to patiently guide them. He understood that the loyalty of the sword slaves to the Sihai Commerce Alliance was very little. In their hearts, there was only the sword and the pure Sword Cultivator. Only then could they cultivate to the late stage of the aperture exit.    

"Us?"    

One of the sword slaves said self-deprecatingly, "Our physical body has been destroyed and our sword heart has been shattered. Do we still have the qualifications to become Sword Cultivator?"    

"Why not? As long as you are willing, I can help you reconstruct your physical body, help you recover the Sword Heart, and also allow you to cultivate the complete ancient Sword Cultivator technique."    

"What?"    

The nine great sword slaves looked at Lee Hao in shock. They were no longer disappointed in the future, but this man in front of them had actually said such a thing.    

"It's not easy to cultivate the Sword Cultivator. All of you have gone through a lot of hardships in your cultivation. If you die in vain because of the Situ Family's selfishness, it will be the greatest injustice to all of you."    

"Now, I can give all of you a chance. As long as you swear your loyalty to me, I can help all of you to restore the glory of the Sword Cultivator."    

Lee Hao's expression was serious. Every word he said came from the bottom of his heart. There was no falsehood in his words.    

Lee Hao wasn't a Sword Cultivator, but the spirit of the Sword Cultivator was admirable. In the ancient times, if the Sword Cultivator hadn't appeared out of nowhere, the Human Clan wouldn't have become the ruler of the world.    

It was a pity that the world had changed. As time passed, the extreme Sword Cultivator had been destroyed in the long river of history. Apart from leaving behind a series of fascinating legends, there were very few Sword Cultivators now.    

In the memories that Lee Hao had received, the number of sword immortals in the Immortal World could be counted on one hand. After the catastrophe in the Immortal World, perhaps the last inheritance of the Sword Cultivator had disappeared.    

The catastrophe in the Immortal World was caused by the previous master of the Immortal Jade. Lee Hao didn't want to say anything more. Now that he had the chance, he also had the ability to do so. He didn't mind leaving the flame seed of the Sword Cultivator behind.    

"Is what you said true?" Lee Hao's attitude was sincere, but the sword slave still couldn't believe it. What Lee Hao said was too big, so big that they thought Lee Hao was a liar and a fool.    

"Is it important whether it is true or false? Right now, you have no other way! Won't you know after trying it out? "    

" This... "    

The nine of them looked at each other with helpless expressions. That's right, their bodies had been destroyed, and they could only use Elemental Spirit to imprison them, becoming prisoners. What right did they have to ask for the truth?    

"How is it? Do you agree with my suggestion?" Lee Hao asked.    

The nine of them were silent. If what Lee Hao said was true, they would naturally agree without hesitation. But now, everything was still unknown.    

Were they afraid of death? As mentioned before, the Sword Cultivator was fearless of life and death. Only by possessing an indomitable aura could one fully comprehend the meaning of the sword.    

The fact that the nine of them could cultivate to the late stage of the aperture with the help of an incomplete sword scripture showed that they were all rare geniuses of the Sword Cultivator.    

Their will was firm, and they were not afraid of death. Although the Sihai Commerce Alliance treated them as killing weapons, they still owed them a debt of gratitude. If it wasn't for the Sihai Commerce Alliance nurturing them and giving them a huge amount of resources, they wouldn't have been able to achieve what they had today.    

As Sword Cultivator, they should stand tall in this world. They wouldn't be able to do such a thing.    

Lee Hao wasn't a Sword Cultivator, but he understood the spirit of the Sword Cultivator. When he saw the reaction of the sword slave, he immediately knew what they were thinking.    

On one side was the old master who had been nurtured in the past, and on the other side was a great opportunity like the inheritance of the Sword Cultivator. They were very conflicted.    

If Lee Hao said that he would die if he didn't surrender, then there wouldn't be any suspense. The sword slave would rather die than surrender, but the inheritance, this kind of thing was too hard to reject for the Sword Cultivator who was already at the end of its life.    

"Actually, you guys don't need to think so much. That's right, that's right. It took a lot of effort and resources for the Sihai Commerce Alliance to nurture you guys, but after so many years, you have already reported it to them."    

"Let's not talk about other things. Just take this time that they sent you to kill me! Your bodies have been destroyed and your Elemental Spirit has been imprisoned. It can be said that you are no different from falling. Isn't this enough to make up for the kindness that the Sihai Commerce Alliance has shown us all these years? "    

"Now, as long as you promise me, I will give you a new life. You have nothing to do with the Sihai Commerce Alliance anymore, including the incomplete Blood Sea Sword Scripture. There is no need for you to cultivate it."    

"I know you all doubt my words. Alright, I'll let you all see what the true inheritance of the Sword Cultivator is first."    

Lee Hao was ready to pay a hefty price. He used his divine sense to transmit the technique and condensed nine balls of light, sending them into the Elemental Spirit of the sword slave.    

"Take a look! This was the true inheritance of the Sword Cultivator. One man and one sword, fighting against the heavens and the earth, fighting against all living beings. It was not something that the Blood Sea Sword Scripture could compare with."    

Lee Hao had imparted them the Hundred Battle Sword Technique. It wasn't just a simple sword technique, it was also a Sword Cultivator inheritance that could reach the Golden Immortal realm.    

After a quarter of an hour, the nine of them finally received the information. Their faces were filled with shock, and their hearts were filled with great waves.    

At this moment, their Elemental Spirit was trembling slightly. The true inheritance of the Sword Cultivator was something that they had been thinking about for thousands of years. They had never thought that they would obtain it in such a way.    

The nine of them looked at each other. They could see the light of hope in each other's eyes. With such a heaven-defying inheritance of the Sword Cultivator, at least there was hope for the revival of the Sword Cultivator in the Spirit Realm.    

Was there anything else that needed to be said? There was no need! The nine of them did not hesitate and said in unison: "We are willing to pledge our loyalty to you"    

Their words were very simple, but the weight of their words was not inferior to the slave seal, because these words were spoken from the mouth of the Sword Cultivator.    

Of course, the contract that needed to be signed still needed to be signed. It was all his subordinates, so how could the Sword Cultivator treat him differently?    

As for the slave seal, forget it, that would cause the sword slave to grow.