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Lu Qingshan, a renowned player ranked in the top ten of the Sword Cultivators' leaderboard in "Nine Heavens," had been reincarnated into the very game world for which he had always strived.
Sword Cultivator, a class in "Nine Heavens," known for dealing the highest damage but also having the least amount of health, leading to their nickname "Brute."
In this life, Lu Qingshan had still chosen the path of the Sword Cultivator.
However, this Sword Cultivator seemed a bit too stable???

This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Lu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes, Spiritual Light twinkling within.


In his ink-black eyes, almost unseen, there seemed to be the shadow of a black fish swimming.


"All is well," Lu Qingshan said to the Netherworld Prison Master.


With the successful advancement to Nascent Soul, he now had an additional Life-bound Sword slot.


The Netherworld Prison Master nodded, then turned his gaze to Gu Yiyi, who had been watching the spectacle for quite some time.


"Humph, humph," Gu Yiyi huffed at the Netherworld Prison Master, somewhat dissatisfied, but eventually she waved her small hand earnestly.


A clump of mist floated out, and amidst the hazy fog, a long sword, looking like crystalline ice and a shade of ghostly blue, with dull yellow smoke continually spilling and rising above the blade, appeared before Lu Qingshan's eyes.


The sword gently turned, hovering in front of him.


Lu Qingshan reached out and gently grasped the sword's hilt.


Chapter 49 Taoist Artifact: Oblivion