Chapter 111: Chapter 107: Each Keep Their Own (Adding 2 more for Alliance Leader Dragon Fighting in the Wild)

Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the end of July.

Mingjing City has officially entered the scorching summer period. The sun during the day is enough to roast you to death.

Gao Xuan had no interest in the development of the Yuanlong Group, which is a combination of capital and technology, ultimately becoming a feast for capital.

As a wild boy ostensibly from the mountains, he can be a God of Appearance, possess unparalleled talent in Sword Dao, but he shouldn’t understand capital operations, nor does he have the capital to operate.

Gao Xuan didn’t want to take advantage of this wave of development dividends from the Yuanlong Group. He didn’t need to be so monstrous, nor could he treat capital like a fool.

Gao Xuan livestreamed as usual every day, and he had already achieved three thousand consecutive victories.

This record of consecutive wins is a bit terrifying, as it ranks first in the entire East Continent Battle Zone.

Gao Xuan gained a resounding name on the Battle Net East Continent District: Dongfang Qiubai.

This name particularly attracted hatred; swordsmen from other districts on Pegasus Star often came to challenge him, all of whom, without exception, ended up suffering tragic defeat.

Now, every time he started a livestream, there were hundreds of thousands of viewers.

Most of the audience hoped to witness him lose a match in person. This strong anticipation was precisely what made Gao Xuan’s livestream career increasingly prosperous.

For Gao Xuan, however many consecutive wins were not a problem. The audience was growing, but the income from livestreaming wasn’t much.

There were too many freeloaders; with viewers in the hundreds of thousands, the most tips in a day were only one or two thousand.

Credit Points were too hard to earn. The audience indulging themselves in the network mostly belonged to the lower tier. How could they have money to tip?

Gao Xuan did receive a few advertising offers, but their quality was too low, and the money they offered wasn’t enough to tempt him.

Even so, after livestreaming for half a month, he earned tens of thousands.

In Mingjing City, this was considered a middle income.

Gao Xuan was quite satisfied with this; with this income, it was enough to cover daily expenses.

Gao Xuan didn’t stream today; Fang Zheng informed him to pick up the sword.

The sword had already been forged, but it needed the Sword Master to continue nurturing the sword artifact’s spirituality.

In ancient times, Sword Refining Masters often used blood sacrifice as a means to enhance a sword artifact’s spirituality.

In modern times, of course, such crude methods wouldn’t be used.

Generally, the swordsman would hold the sword artifact day and night, continuously breathing in Source Power and communicating with the spirit.

Only such spiritually nurtured sword artifacts could achieve Unity of Body and Sword.

Of course, only a master like Fang Zheng would care so much about these details.

For instance, the Po Jun Sword was a heavy and sharp sword artifact, very compatible with Source Power, which was already a very good sword artifact.

Most people do not achieve much in nurturing swords.

Gao Xuan didn’t have much need for this; he had the Godslaying Sword, which was more useful than any sword artifact.

For daily use, it was better not to have too sharp a sword. After all, he often needed to participate in competitions, and too sharp a sword would be banned from participating in matches.

However, the Po Jun Sword was very important to Yun Qingshang.

The Thunder New Moon Slash was merely a marvel, and it was loot seized from a Black Dragon Association expert, so it couldn’t be used openly. The Po Jun Sword was Yun Qingshang’s main sword artifact for daily use.

Gao Xuan and Yun Qingshang had breakfast and drove the Flying Leopard sports car to the Sword Washing Studio. He skillfully found a parking spot inside the Sword Washing Studio and parked the car.

During this period, Gao Xuan often wandered around the Sword Washing Studio and had become very familiar with it.

Without needing guidance from others, Gao Xuan led Yun Qingshang across the Sword Washing Studio to the Zhengyi Hall located at the central position.

Fang Zheng lived in Zhengyi Hall, which had three main rooms and no side rooms. The large doors in the middle hall were wide open, and a wall facing the entrance had four bold ink characters: Sincere Heart and Intent.

The old man, after all, was a Swordsmith Master with a high taste in aesthetics.

The room’s furnishings were simple, but it exuded an aura of integrity and brightness.

Upon seeing Gao Xuan come in, Fang Zheng welcomed him from the left room: “Little friend, you’re here. Please sit.”

“Hello, Master,” Yun Qingshang politely greeted.

“Very good, Qingshang, please sit down.”

Fang Zheng then called out, “Brew a good pot of tea.”

Someone in the right room responded in a low voice.

Fang Zheng tapped the sword box on the table: “Your swords have been forged; the next step is to take them back and nurture them with Source Power and spirit. Before they develop spirituality, make sure not to use them in actual combat.”

“Can every sword develop spirituality?”

Gao Xuan found it unrealistic. Even if the sword was forged by Fang Zheng, nurturing a sword artifact’s spirituality is extremely, extremely difficult.

Among the four of them, probably only Qingyi Fei Niao could nurture spirituality. This individual’s Sword Dao talent far exceeded that of all of them.

Yun Qingshang, despite having high cultivation now, received assassin training from a young age. Her temperament is somewhat extreme, and she strikes brutally. Her swordsmanship realm falls far short.

Only when Yun Qingshang achieves Gold in the future, possesses strong enough power, has broadened perspectives and experiences, and improved her character could she have a chance to become a Sword Dao Grandmaster.

Jiang Xuejun had almost no hope. In Gao Xuan’s judgment, she was merely above average.

To put it bluntly, her aptitude was not bad. But when viewed in the context of all humanity, she fell short.

Every Golden Powerhouse is an extraordinary genius. They also possess immense fortune to become Gold.

What Gao Xuan said about the Four Saints was, in fact, just a joke.

With Fang Zheng’s discernment, he could also see that Jiang Xuejun’s future was limited.

Fang Zheng understood what Gao Xuan meant; he shook his head slightly and said, “The spirituality of sword artifacts is not that complicated. As long as you are sincere and just, you can achieve it. It’s just that people in this world think too much…”

There was great truth in these words, and Gao Xuan quite agreed.

However, truly understanding these words requires wisdom. Without the precipitation of time, very few people can truly comprehend the underlying principles.

“I named your sword ‘Hongyi,’ for the saying ‘A gentleman cannot be without perseverance and steadfastness.’

The old man has high hopes for Gao Xuan, hoping he can accomplish great things in the future.