Sword God in a World of Magic

Shang released a long sigh.

Going through the trial was always filled with stress. Even though his life wasn't technically on the line here, the continuous fights against stronger and stronger opponents sapped his strength by a lot.

"You got thirteen points in the beast category and ten points in the Mage category," the jester said. "That's a total of 23 points without a warrior category."

"It was definitely the right decision to promote you."

Shang didn't answer.

He knew that his power had grown tremendously, but that didn't just occur naturally.

Shang was 85 years old, and he had spent over 50 years in complete isolation.

About 70% of his life had been nothing but training day in and day out in isolation.

Was it easy to do something like that?

Of course not!

Shang also wanted to take breaks.

He also wanted to do something else.

However, he couldn't allow himself to relax.

His goal was too important to him, and any moment that wasn't spent on getting him to his goal was a waste of time.

"What are the rewards?" Shang asked.

The jester smirked.

SHING!

Three small things appeared above his right hand, and Shang looked at them.

One was a small set of armor.

One was a small book.

One was a big question mark.

"I have three things to choose from. You may only take one," the jester said.

At that moment, the little armor floated forward and grew to its normal size.

It looked just like Shang's previous armor.

"The first option: An armor just like your weapon."

Shang took a deep breath as he heard that.

An armor just like Sword?

"So, it regenerates, adapts to my needs, and it grows stronger by giving it ore?" Shang asked.

The jester nodded. "Exactly."

this armor, you will never have issues with

his right eye

reward was

fact, it was

getting better armor was basically impossible

that required decades of research, and Shang couldn't spare any time

armor, he would never have to worry about

armor, any attack that hit Shang would severely injure or

the armor, he would get at least two additional lives per battle. Maybe

allow Shang to get further in future trials, assuming he managed to advance to

Shang was definitely tempted.

the next reward?" Shang

wanted to listen to

Shang had expected, and he wanted

the jester's hand as the book grew

as a baseline for all your future techniques. You don't

had to take

terrifying something like

inside it that

could completely transform Shang's fighting style again and

Shang the inspiration he

him decades of time in

had to create a path forward without knowing where he had to

very possible that Shang wouldn't even reach the Fifth Realm in his life,

he had already taken several incorrect steps before

more, the technique might even be useful

increase Shang's chance of survival several-fold in the future, the second reward would increase Shang's chances of actually realizing

the armor was useful forever, while the technique might lose its effects later

to create something

rewards were terrifyingly useful

to give up either of them since both were so incredibly

third?" Shang

to the jester's hand,

you what it is,"

to make a decision?" Shang asked. "Why are you even offering it? You know me. I

grinned. "I'm offering it because of

an

"Long ago, someone created this thing. Then, they sacrificed a

this thing would find its way to

were certain that they have succeeded and that this thing would eventually

glanced at the jester.

"In a way, it does," he said as he looked at

did they influence

jester said with a laugh. "There is no one that can influence my will. This thing is in my hands, and I may do

silent for a while. "Am

the jester said with

know me?"

"No."

be useful for

but I

is, is it more useful than

back to the jester's

because I like to