Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 842 Secondhand

The three sect leaders of the Three Sword Sects felt the pervasive sword energy swirling around them. They stared unblinkingly at the beam of light shooting skyward from the mountain peak, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their faces filled with disbelief. “The inheritor! It’s really the inheritor! The Sword King’s inheritor has appeared!”

After a long period of shock, the leaders of the Three Sword Sects finally accepted this reality.

This was the second inheritor to appear in Mount Kushburn since the closure of Mount Jacaster.

The first was naturally the inheritor of the Azure King’s will at the Crimson Sun Sect.

In less than a month’s time, two inheritors had emerged one after the other. Was this a sign of impending upheaval in Mount Kushburn? Or was it foreshadowing something else?

Everyone was trembling with fear.

Naturally, it was Emrys who accepted the inheritance.

The fifteen minutes when the white light had shone brightly was the time he used to face his trial.

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Relying on his formidable willpower, Emrys persevered until that voice echoed in his mind once more, “The Azure King indeed has an eye for talent.”

The moment the voice fell silent, the oppressive sword energy ravaging Emrys‘ body dissipated, He then accepted the inheritance of swordsmanship.

technique. Yet, with every swing and stab he made, there

energy.

was Emrys‘ own sword

from the sword energy stored within the Heavenly Fortune Mirror.

of Emrys‘ forehead, in the exact spot where the Azure

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luminescent imprint was now shimmering. The two existed harmoniously, without any

of course, originated from the

Peter was dumbfounded.

good fifteen minutes. When

say that Peter was

Sword King’s trial, all the other disciples were shaken off the mountain. Only he remained. As he had been standing extremely close to Emrys, he was merely tossed a short distance away, but he still managed to stay on the mountain

Emrys, both enveloped within the

wasn’t as profound

the secondhand smoke alone was enough to make Peter feel like he was on cloud nine.

suddenly snapped back to reality, his chubby face flushed a deep shade of

was close by, he managed to get a piece

possession. Left with no choice, he circled around and

in his hand as a sword, swinging

had studied the art of swordsmanship, so when he brandished the branch, his movements were more structured than Emrys‘. There was also a subtle hint of sword. energy wafting about

each minute and second