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."

never have issues with your armor

right

reward was

it was terrifyingly

had already confirmed that getting better armor was basically impossible

and Shang couldn't spare any time

he would never have to worry about such

that hit Shang would severely injure or kill

would get at least two additional lives

in future trials, assuming

Shang was definitely tempted.

next reward?"

listen to all the rewards

was already far more than Shang had expected, and he wanted to know if

jester's hand as the book

can use it as a baseline for all

take

knew how terrifying something like that

a blueprint. It had certain principles inside it that

completely transform Shang's fighting style

he needed to theorize a way to reach the

him decades

a monumental task. Shang had to create a path forward without

reach the Fifth Realm in his life,

he had already taken several incorrect steps before

might even be useful in

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

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

to create something even better, which he wouldn't have been

were terrifyingly

either of them since

the third?"

returned to the jester's hand, and

you what

you even offering it? You know me. I would much

grinned. "I'm offering it because

raised an eyebrow.

the question mark. "Long ago, someone created this thing. Then, they sacrificed a lot of

everything so that, one day, this thing would find its way

were certain that they have succeeded and that this thing would

at the jester. "Does fate

does," he said as he looked

they influence your

is no one that can influence my will. This thing

while. "Am

said

that person know me?"

"No."

it be

but I still believe in fair

more useful than

floated back to the jester's

only offering it because I like to tempt fate, which is essentially my