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."

you will never have issues with your armor again, just

closed his right eye

reward was

fact, it was

already confirmed that getting better armor was basically impossible in this world, and Shang couldn't

that required decades of research, and

of armor, he would never have to worry about

the armor, any attack that hit Shang would

armor, he would get at least two

would also allow Shang to get further in future trials, assuming he managed to advance to the Fifth

Shang was definitely tempted.

the next reward?" Shang

listen to

than Shang had expected, and he wanted to know if the other

jester's

adaptable to every kind of weapon and Element," the jester said. "You can use it as a baseline for all your future techniques. You don't need to study Magic anymore, and its power is greater in nearly all aspects than your

had to take another deep breath

how terrifying something

inside it that could be filled with all kinds of weapons or

style again and elevate it

give Shang the inspiration he needed to theorize a way to reach

save him decades

monumental task. Shang had to create a path forward without

even reach the Fifth Realm

had already taken several incorrect steps before that moment, forever making it impossible to reach

the technique might even be useful

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

useful forever, while the technique might lose its

to create something even

rewards were terrifyingly

either of

the third?"

book returned to the jester's hand,

not telling you what

"Why are you even offering it? You know me. I would much rather take something that will certainly benefit me than

"I'm offering it because

an eyebrow.

mark. "Long ago, someone created this

this thing would find

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

glanced at the jester. "Does fate even

a way, it does," he said as he

did they influence your will?" Shang

not," the jester said with a laugh. "There is no one that can influence my will. This thing is in my hands, and I may do with it what

a while. "Am

the jester said

know me?"

"No."

it be useful

course," the jester said. "I may enjoy joking around, but I

question is, is it more useful than

back to the jester's

because I like to tempt fate, which is essentially my