"You're capable, you go!"

Zhao Xiaohan absolutely didn't humor Chu Xingyu.

From the first day he met Chu Xingyu, this fellow had always acted like he was arrogant and the best in the world; in his eyes, he was just an idiot.

"I'll go if I'll go... move aside!"

Chu Xingyu wasn't afraid either; he had intended to do this.

Furthermore, he didn't believe that martial arts were exclusive to anyone; even if they were, with his first-grade Aptitude and having consumed the Enlightenment Fruit his father bought for him at a high price, he would still snatch this martial art.

For no other reason, even if it was just to annoy Zhao Xiaohan.

Zhao Xiaohan didn't say a word and directly stepped aside two body lengths, allowing Chu Xingyu to observe the ancient sword more closely and directly.

"Just watch!"

"What is called a sword should be elegant, not something a crude person like you, holding a broadsword and being self-righteous, can comprehend its true essence."

Chu Xingyu stood ready with an air of taking what was rightfully his.

He glanced at Zhao Xiaohan with disdain.

And began to observe.

Zhao Xiaohan didn't retort, just sneered. The more this idiot jumped around happily now, the more embarrassed he would be later. He wished this idiot would jump even more happily.

In the blink of an eye, five minutes passed.

Chu Xingyu suddenly felt that something wasn't right.

That ancient sword was clearly hanging on the crossbeam in the front hall, without any concealment. Anyone could look, anyone could observe, but why couldn't he feel the existence of any Sword Intent?

It was as if the sword was just a sword, exactly like a large ordinary piece of iron, showing no difference.

"Heh heh... feeling like an idiot now?"

"Didn't you say you could do it? What did you sense? Tell everyone about it?"

Just then, Zhao Xiaohan spoke up.

Chu Xingyu, who was feeling confused, immediately stiffened his face and coldly snorted, "What's the hurry? How many years has this ancient sword been hanging here? Can the Sword Intent be comprehended in a short while?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaohan immediately burst into laughter.

"I say you're an idiot, and you still don't admit it, still talking tough here."

"It's simply laughable."

Chu Xingyu's face was extremely unpleasant, and he angrily rebuked, "Laugh? What right do you have to laugh here? You're just trying to use this method to affect my comprehension. Do you think I don't know?"

"Uh... haha, alright, then I won't talk, do as you please!"

Zhao Xiaohan laughed heartily and truly stepped back, no longer paying attention to Chu Xingyu.

Because only he knew that the ancient sword's Sword Intent was sealed. If you could sense it, you would sense it the first time you saw it. If you couldn't sense it, standing here for three months would be useless.

There was simply no such thing as comprehending Sword Intent by observing for a little longer, or learning the Zhenyue Mountain Sword out of thin air.

Chu Xingyu didn't understand the actual situation and was talking big, so he was destined to be embarrassed.

Paying attention to him any further was simply a waste of time.

What truly made Zhao Xiaohan feel pressure was Li Yun.

Because he felt that Li Yun was truly capable of comprehending Sword Intent; otherwise, he would never have said the words Zhenyue Mountain Sword, nor would he have been standing here observing the ancient sword ever since he arrived.

A full bucket doesn't slosh, a half-full one does.

Li Yun could comprehend Sword Intent, yet he didn't boast, didn't act high-profile, and quietly persisted in observing the ancient sword alone here. Heaven knows how much this guy had comprehended?

If this guy were to quietly comprehend the Zhenyue Mountain Sword, it would truly be a big problem.

At this moment, Chu Xingyu, who still couldn't sense the Sword Intent, also secretly glanced at Li Yun twice.

He felt quite puzzled in his heart.

What kind of broken ancient sword was this? It was clearly no different from an ordinary lump of iron. Hanging in the Elder Hall's front hall, it might just be a decoration. Why was this guy Li Yun observing it so seriously?

Could it be that Li Yun could really comprehend Sword Intent?

How could that be!

Even he, Chu Xingyu, couldn't comprehend Sword Intent, so why could Li Yun?

Chu Xingyu was a bit unconvinced and couldn't help but move two steps sideways towards Li Yun, asking impolitely, "Li Yun, can you really comprehend Sword Intent? How did you do it?"

Li Yun immediately frowned. Was this guy really an idiot?

Am I very familiar with you?

Who asks like that?

Whether I can comprehend Sword Intent, is it any of your business?

You're nobody!

Li Yun directly chose to ignore him and looked at his panel by himself.

At this moment—

The Zhenyue Mountain Sword had been successfully loaded, and the "Not Started" indicator had appeared behind it, meaning points could now be added to upgrade it.

And after more than an hour of observation, the comprehension points had soared again.

200 per second, a total increase of nearly 750,000.

Adding the original 800,000, the total once again exceeded one million, reaching 1.55 million.

Therefore.

Li Yun unhesitatingly chose to upgrade, preparing to first raise the Zhenyue Mountain Sword to the entry level, and then make further choices based on the situation.

After all, cultivation would still be the priority later.

After confirming the Ren Division Chief Disciple position, he still had to quickly go to the Martial Repository to select cultivation techniques and enter the Strength Refinement Realm as soon as possible. Only with Inner Force enhancement could he be considered a true Martial Artist.

His current state, relying on external physical strength, was still somewhat insignificant.

Seeing that Li Yun had frowned at him and then ignored him, Chu Xingyu immediately felt underestimated, and a ball of anger rose in his heart.

What the hell are you pretending to be?

What's so great?

If you can do it, I can do it too!

Chu Xingyu prepared to try comprehending again himself, but out of the corner of his eye, he unexpectedly saw a cold sneer on Zhao Xiaohan's lips.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly thought of a possibility: could he have been tricked?

Could it be that the ancient sword was actually just a decoration in the Elder Hall, used for adornment, and there was no such thing as Sword Intent or the Zhenyue Mountain Sword at all?

Zhao Xiaohan and Li Yun's previous back-and-forth was actually intentional, something they had agreed upon beforehand to lure them into a trap and strike at them?

The more Chu Xingyu thought about it, the more he felt this possibility was very likely.

After all, if an ancient sword with sealed Sword Intent were truly hung in the Elder Hall for a hundred years without any concealment, how could it have never been comprehended by anyone?

If something like this were true, his maternal grandfather, Outer Sect Elder Huang Yihe, couldn't possibly not have told him.

In reality, his maternal grandfather, Outer Sect Elder Huang Yihe, had not mentioned a single word about the ancient sword to him from beginning to end.

Others might trick him, but his maternal grandfather, Outer Sect Elder Huang Yihe, absolutely wouldn't trick him!

Thinking of this, Chu Xingyu decisively gave up observing.

Then he suddenly turned around and yelled loudly at Zhao Xiaohan and Li Yun.

"What a Zhao Xiaohan, what a Li Yun!"

"For a moment, I wasn't paying attention, and I almost fell for your wicked trick!"

Zhao Xiaohan's expression immediately froze, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

Tricked?

Tricked into what?

For a moment, he couldn't even react, not knowing why Chu Xingyu was saying this.