The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

Chapter 839: Chapter 840: Swallow Your Broken Teeth

"In that case, as a disciple, I shall give it my all."

Ye Mo spoke, his hand materializing a longsword. His strength had now transformed into the Demon Dragon Power, and the sword he summoned had a hilt resembling the head of a demon dragon, its mouth issuing the blade—imposing and commanding.

"Ye Mo, come on!"

Master Li clasped his hands behind his back with an air of a grandmaster.

"If that’s the case, don’t blame me for being impolite."

Ye Mo leapt into the air, soaring directly upwards. With a sudden sweep of the Demon Dragon Longsword, instantly, Flying Flower, Snow Moon, Sinking, Trouble Times, Dreaming—five major sword moves erupted simultaneously, instantly enveloping the area around Master Li.

The smile on Master Li’s face froze instantly as he saw the terrifying shadow of the sword looming above. The Sword Qi contained within Ye Mo’s attack exhibited five transformations, leaving him utterly unable to respond.

Even Hsiao Hai, who had been secretly smirking, found his expression abruptly solidifying at the sight of Ye Mo’s displayed Sword Qi. Such profound and unfathomable Sword Qi was beyond the reach of even formal disciples of the Tianyi Sect; only elites could wield Sword Qi to match it.

But as a senior and examiner, Master Li naturally couldn’t fight back, forced to grit his teeth and evade. Yet he clearly realized that this move was beyond his defense, even if fully evading it.

Master Li immediately deployed a movement technique to dodge Ye Mo’s sword attacks. However, Ye Mo’s sword moves not only encapsulated five transformations but also integrated several artistic conceptions. Moreover, as Ye Mo swung one sword, more followed in rapid succession.

When Master Li evaded the third sword, a Sword Qi struck from the front, forcing him to brace his physical defenses against it.

Yet when the Sword Qi erupted against his body, his complexion drastically changed, instantly urging his Xuan Aura to defend. He had not expected Ye Mo’s attack to be so fiercely powerful, with the terrifying Sword Qi’s impact causing shocks across his entire body.

Thud!

Master Li barely held back a mouthful of blood at his throat, speaking: "Ye Mo, your sword move is impressive. Here’s your token. Hsiao Hai, take Ye Mo to arrange the servants disciple duties."

Hsiao Hai noticed Master Li’s unfavorable expression, unclear why it appeared so. Logically speaking, even if he hadn’t evaded Ye Mo’s sword moves, it shouldn’t be this way, right?

After nodding, he led Ye Mo away, while Master Li immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"This Ye Mo is formidable. Even if I was somewhat careless, he at least possesses Cosmos Realm strength. Seems Senior Sister Qing Tai’s judgment is remarkable, though why didn’t she have Ye Mo compete for her?"

Master Li’s pale face was full of astonishment.

"Who would’ve thought Brother Ye Mo’s sword moves are so formidable? It appears Senior Sister Qingtai’s judgment is quite accurate; now you’ve officially become a servants disciple of our Heavenly Sword Society."

Hsiao Hai said bitterly before leading Ye Mo to collect some sets of servants disciple training attire.

"Heh, Master Li just went easy on me due to Senior Sister Qingtai’s favor, allowing me to pass the test."

Ye Mo said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Upon hearing this, Hsiao Hai’s expression twitched. He had deliberately tried to put Ye Mo in a tough spot with Master Li, but it was obvious that this Ye Mo had some hidden depths.

"You better not let down Senior Sister Qingtai’s goodwill. Make sure to train hard and aim to shed the identity of a servants disciple as soon as possible."

Hsiao Hai said blandly: "Before assigning tasks, let me explain the basics about our Heavenly Sword Society."

Ye Mo nodded and listened attentively to Hsiao Hai’s words.

Within the Heavenly Sword Society, there are four kinds of disciples.

The first kind are those like him who have just entered and haven’t yet advanced to the Cosmos Realm; they are the servants disciples, who can only perform menial tasks and have to snatch spare moments to cultivate.

The second kind are those who have ascended to the Cosmos Realm; they are the official members, who have the opportunity to study the martial techniques of Heavenly Sword Society and receive resources from the sect every month.

The third type are Elite Disciples, attaining Qiankun Fourth Rotation or above, enjoying even more generous treatment.

The fourth kind are the personal disciples, who are the sect leader’s pupils. In the Heavenly Sword Society, there are only a few personal disciples, and the senior brother Duan Feng is one such personal disciple.

Thus, if a servants disciple wants to make a name for themselves within the Heavenly Sword Society, they must strive diligently to advance to the Cosmos Realm.

Although servants disciples in the Heavenly Sword Society hold a low status, they are revered by the masses wherever they go—after all, a third-rate force is not one to be trifled with.

"Did you understand all this?"

Hsiao Hai asked after explaining.

"Understood!"

Ye Mo nodded in response.

"Alright, as a servants disciple, I’ll assign you the tasks typically done by servants disciples."

Hsiao Hai produced a sheet resembling a chart, saying: "According to the order of allocation, your task is to organize the discarded swords in the Abandoned Sword Pavilion."

"Got it."

Ye Mo didn’t know what exactly the Abandoned Sword Pavilion was, but as a servants disciple required to do menial tasks, it was the rule. Currently, he needed to survive in the Heavenly Sword Society, so he had to comply.

Subsequently, Ye Mo was assigned a room, while Hsiao Hai greeted him before departing.

The room was quite spacious, yet seeing the beds, there were enough for four. Apparently, the room accommodated ten residents.

Ye Mo aimed directly for the only untouched bed, placing his belongings there.

This time entering the Heavenly Sword Society differed from joining the Qingyun Alliance Desolate Gate; previously, it was with a focus on cultivation. However, this time it was to familiarize himself with the surroundings—his sole purpose being to search for the Four Ancient Clans.

"Whether or not I become an official member doesn’t matter. For now, I’ll familiarize myself with the Lingwu Continent while cultivating, hoping for a chance to venture out."

After saying this, Ye Mo prepared to meditate and cultivate. Soon, footsteps echoed from outside, and three people entered the room, their gazes fixed on Ye Mo, followed by gleeful expressions.

"You’re new here, aren’t you?"

The leading servants disciple named Jiang Yuan spoke.

"Yes!"

Ye Mo nodded in affirmation.

"I’m the boss of this room, and since you’ve come here, you’re my underling. From now on, you three will share my chores."

Jiang Yuan said casually.

"Our room is full now; our tasks can finally lighten, and we’ll have more time to cultivate."

The other two wore expressions of happiness as well.

Servants disciples are obliged to perform menial tasks, a point Ye Mo understood, but the notion of bearing their workload slightly annoyed him.

Yet he maintained an unfazed expression, responding: "You were previously the boss of this room. Now that I’m here, I suspect your position might have to be relinquished."