"If that's the case, I can only give it my all."
As Ye Mo spoke, he formed a long sword in his hand. Now that his power had transformed into the Demonic Dragon Power, the sword he formed had a hilt that looked like the head of a demonic dragon, spitting out a blade from its mouth. It was extremely domineering.
"Ye Mo, come!"
Master Li had his hands behind his back, looking like a grandmaster.
"If that's the case, don't blame me for not holding back."
Ye Mo leaped into the air and waved the Demonic Dragon Long Sword in his hand. Immediately, the five major sword techniques, Flying Flower, Snow Moon, Sinking, Troubled Times, and Dream, were unleashed at the same time, instantly enveloping Master Li.
Master Li's originally smiling face froze when he saw the terrifying sword shadow looming over his head. Ye Mo's sword aura contained five types of transformations, making it impossible for him to react.
Even Xiao Hai, who was secretly sneering, froze when he saw the sound of Ye Mo's sword aura. Even the official disciples of the First Heaven Society could not unleash such a profound sword aura. Only the elites could unleash a sword aura that was comparable to this.
But as a senior and an examiner, Master Li naturally could not resist. He could only brace himself and dodge. However, he knew in his heart that this attack was completely unblockable, even if he dodged with all his might.
Master Li immediately displayed his movement technique and dodged Ye Mo's sword attack. However, Ye Mo's sword attack not only contained five types of transformations, but also a combination of several wills. Furthermore, when Ye Mo waved his sword, he waved his sword a few more times.
When Master Li dodged the third sword attack, a ray of sword aura bombarded him. He could only use his physical body to defend against the sword aura.
However, when the sword aura bombarded his body, his expression changed drastically. He immediately activated his Profound Qi to defend. He did not expect Ye Mo's attack to be so powerful. The terrifying sword aura bombarded his body, causing his limbs and bones to tremble.
Puchi!
Master Li endured the blood that was stuck in his throat and said, "Ye Mo, your sword technique is not bad. This is your badge. Xiao Hai, bring Ye Mo to the servant disciples."
Xiao Hai looked at Master Li with an ugly expression. He did not know what was going on. Logically speaking, even if he did not dodge Ye Mo's attack, this should not have happened.
He nodded his head and left with Ye Mo. Immediately, Master Li coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"This Ye Mo is so strong. Although I underestimated him, he's at least in the Cosmos Realm. Looks like Shao Qingtai has good foresight. But why didn't she let Ye Mo fight in her place?"
Li Shi's pale face was filled with shock.
"I didn't expect Junior Ye Mo's sword technique to be this powerful. Looks like Senior Sister Qing Tai has a good eye. You are now an official servant disciple of our Heavenly Sword Clan."
Xiao Hai said angrily as he brought Ye Mo to get a few more sets of uniform for the servant disciples.
"Hehe, Teacher Li intentionally went easy on me for the sake of Senior Qing Tai. That's why I was able to pass the test."
Ye Mo said with a fake smile.
Hearing that, Xiao Hai's face twitched. He purposely made things difficult for Teacher Li, and Teacher Li naturally would not go easy on Ye Mo. It was obvious that Ye Mo was hiding something.
"Don't waste Senior Qing Tai's kindness. Train hard and try to get rid of your status as a servant disciple," Xiao Hai said calmly.
"Before we assign you your tasks, let me explain to you the basic situation of the Heavenly Sword Clan."
Ye Mo nodded his head, listening to Xiao Hai's words.
Within the Heavenly Sword Clan, there were four types of disciples.
The first type were those like him who had just entered the clan and had yet to advance to the Cosmos Realm. These were the servant disciples, who could only do manual labor and could only take a break from their busy schedule to train.
The second type were those who advanced to the Cosmos Realm. These were the official disciples. Official disciples had the opportunity to train in the martial techniques of the Heavenly Sword Clan and were given access to the clan's resources every month.
The third type were the elite disciples. Those who had reached the Cosmos Realm and above were all elite disciples. Their treatment was even better.
The fourth type were the direct disciples. These were the disciples of the Clan Leader. Within the Heavenly Sword Clan, there were only a few direct disciples, and Duan Feng was one of them.
Therefore, if a servant disciple wanted to stand out in the Heavenly Sword Clan, he or she had to train hard and strive to advance to the Cosmos Realm.
Although the status of a servant disciple in the Heavenly Sword Clan was very low, they would still be respected by tens of thousands of people no matter where they went. A third-rate clan was not something that anyone could mess with.
"Do you understand all of this?"
Xiao Hai spent a lot of time explaining.
"Understood!"
Ye Mo nodded.
"Good. As a servant disciple, I will assign you the tasks that a servant disciple should do."
Xiao Hai took out a form and said, "According to the order, your task is to go to the Discarded Sword Pavilion and sort out the discarded swords there."
"Okay."
Ye Mo did not know what exactly the Discarded Sword Pavilion was, but it was a rule that servant disciples had to do odd jobs. Ye Mo still needed to survive in the Heavenly Sword Clan, so he could only follow the rules.
After that, Ye Mo was assigned a room, and Xiao Hai left after greeting him.
This room was extremely spacious. However, there were a total of four beds. Presumably, there were a total of ten people living in this room.
Ye Mo aimed at the only bed that had not been touched before and placed his clothes on it.
Entering the Heavenly Sword Clan this time was different from entering the Door of Desolation in the Qingyun League. In the past, he was here to train, but this time, he was here to familiarize himself with the environment. He only had one goal, and that was to find the four ancient clans.
"It doesn't matter if I become an official disciple or not. I am now familiarizing myself with the Zone of Lingwu and training at the same time. If there is an opportunity, I will go out."
After Ye Mo finished speaking, he prepared to meditate and train. Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from outside. Three people walked into the room and looked at Ye Mo. They were all stunned for a moment, and then their faces showed expressions of joy at Ye Mo's misfortune.
"You are new, right?"
A servant disciple named Jiang Yuan asked.
"Yes."
Ye Mo nodded.
"I am the boss of this room. Since you are here, you are my little brother. In the future, the three of you will have to help me with odd jobs," Jiang Yuan said calmly.
"Our room is full.
"Our rooms are full. Our tasks can finally be reduced. We can finally squeeze out more time to cultivate."
The other two disciples were also happy.
Ye Mo knew that a servant disciple had to do chores, but he was slightly angry that the man wanted to take over his chores.
However, his expression did not change as he replied, "Previously, you were the boss of this room. Now that I am here, I am afraid you will have to give up your position."
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