The Sacrificial Sword Art had been passed down in the Nine Regions, but it was an extremely mysterious thing to most people.
In the eyes of the public, sacrificing blood to the sword was a demonic method.
However, the Sacrificial Sword Art was the most important part of the orthodox Ancient Sword Forging Art. Sacrificing blood to the sword was a sacrifice to the Gods of the Heavens.
The higher the grade of the blood sacrificed to the sword, the better the effect. The more noble the blood, the better the effect of the sacrifice.
However, how could the noble blood be compared to the Ancient War Dragon? A drop of Chu Fengmian's blood essence was equivalent to a drop of the Ancient War Dragon's blood essence.
After refining the Scarlet Flame Sword, the edge of the Scarlet Flame Sword became much sharper.
Chu Fengmian picked up the Scarlet Flame Sword and waved it. The flame within the sword turned into a golden dragon flame.
"Although the grade of the Scarlet Flame Sword has been fixed and cannot be reforged, with the nine power lines and the dragon flame of the Sacrificial Sword, the power of the Scarlet Flame Sword is not inferior to many top grade Earth Level Spiritual Weapons!"
Chu Fengmian was overjoyed.
It was his first time refining a weapon, and it was at such a level. Fortunately, the Scarlet Flame Sword was made of good materials, so it could withstand the refining.
Otherwise, if it was the Scarlet Flame Sword in Chu Fengmian's hand, the Scarlet Flame Sword might have been burned down immediately.
The power of the Sacrificial Sword Art depended on whether the spiritual weapon could withstand it or not.
"Finally, I have a heavy sword."
Chu Fengmian was overjoyed when he saw the Scarlet Flame Sword.
As the former number one swordsman, he also had an understanding of the heavy sword. Compared to the light sword technique, he preferred the overbearing heavy sword.
The heavy sword Dao was the Dao of a tyrant. It was so powerful that it made people submit to it.
"Let's go. It's time to return to the academy."
Chu Fengmian was overjoyed. He understood that it was time to go back.
His figure moved, passing through the desert and flying towards the direction of the military camp.
The army of the Pingsha King had now eliminated the Sand Bandits and won a great victory. Without Mu Yuanhuo's support, the Sand Bandits were just a mob. How could they be a match for a real army?
When Chu Fengmian returned to the barracks, he saw the soldiers holding the heads of the Sand Bandits one by one and counting their battle merits.
The military exploits of the Victorious Martial Country were determined by the number of people killed. These sand bandits had committed countless crimes. Hence, the current Monarch of the Victorious Martial Country gave the order to kill all the sand bandits on the spot. The heads could be used to collect medicinal pills.
That was why these soldiers came back with heads. Chu Fengmian saw that a few of the stronger soldiers had more than a dozen heads under their hands.
Chu Fengmian passed through the crowd and entered the tent of the Pingsha King.
"Who is it?"
As soon as Chu Feng Mian appeared, many Martial Warriors shouted. When they saw Feng Mian's appearance clearly, all of their faces were filled with joy.
"Young master Chu."
"Young Master Chu is back."
The middle-aged men all shouted happily.
They watched as Chu Fengmian chased after Mu Yuanhuo but didn't return for a long time. Each and every one of them was extremely worried in their hearts.
Now that Chu Fengmian had returned, their faces were filled with excitement.
"Young master Chu, you're finally back. If you didn't come, this king wouldn't know how to explain it to the Victorious Martial Academy."
The Pingsha King also laughed. Seeing Chu Fengmian return, his face was filled with joy.
"How's that demon?"
"Bang."
Chu Fengmian didn't say much. He opened a storage pouch and released Mu Yuanhuo's body.
Although this body was riddled with holes, Mu Yuanhuo's unique appearance could still be seen at a glance.
"As expected, it's that demon! He's finally dead. The Northwest Barren Lands can finally be at peace! "
The Pingsha King couldn't help but laugh when he saw Mu Yuanhuo's corpse.
Mu Yuanhuo had always been a great scourge of the Northwest Barren Lands. Now that he was finally dead, the problem of the sand bandits could finally be solved.
"Young master Chu is indeed brave. This king will remember this favor. If young master Chu needs this king's help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask."
"It's my duty. Your Highness, you don't have to do this."
Hearing the Pingsha King's words, Chu Fengmian understood that the Pingsha King was trying to rope him in. He didn't bat an eyelid and ignored it.
He, Chu Fengmian, had lived a free and unfettered life. He had never been controlled by others. Naturally, he wouldn't be roped in by others.
"If there's nothing else, this Chu will return to the academy first. There's not much time left. This Chu must return to the academy to give an account."
Chu Fengmian opened his mouth and directly walked out. He rode on the Black Scaled Horse King and left.
"This Chu Fengmian is truly a genius. I'm afraid that he might be comparable to Zhi Lingtian. However, such a genius is extremely difficult to rope in."
The Pingsha King muttered to himself.
Originally, he was somewhat disdainful of the rumors about Chu Fengmian. He thought that there was no one in Wu Sheng Country who could be compared to Zhi Lingtian.
However, looking at it now, Chu Fengmian was even more monstrous than the rumors. He was even more monstrous than Zhi Lingtian.
Unfortunately, his intention to rope Chu Fengmian in was seen through. After Chu Fengmian left, he understood Chu Fengmian's attitude.
Dragons do not coexist with snakes. With Chu Fengmian's character, it was impossible for him to join any forces.
The Black Scaled Horse King galloped all the way. Three days later, Chu Fengmian returned to the academy.
This time, Chu Fengmian only used a week's time. It was much faster than the one month that Xuan Bei Saint had set for him.
The Mission Hall was the place in Wu Sheng Academy that was responsible for accepting and completing missions.
Although Chu Fengmian's mission was accepted by Xuan Bei Saint, if Chu Fengmian wanted to receive the reward, he had to complete the mission in the Mission Hall.
The Mission Hall could be said to be the most bustling place in Wu Sheng Academy. Countless disciples walked through it to receive missions.
The most direct and simple way to earn contribution points was to complete missions. For inner disciples, there might be other methods, but for outer disciples, it was almost the only method.
"That person, who is he?"
"What an unfamiliar inner disciple. Is he a newcomer in this year's batch?"
When some outer disciples saw Chu Fengmian, their eyes were filled with shock. They all looked over at him.
Among the outer court disciples, almost all of the inner court disciples were considered to be high and mighty figures.
It was extremely difficult for three inner disciples in Wu Sheng Academy to be promoted in a year. Therefore, most of the inner disciples knew about them.
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