With a smile on his face, Shen Qiang walked calmly toward the exhibition platform holding the Black Blade. The Baihua Palace Master, with her full and attractive figure and stunning beauty, looked at the Black Blade in surprise, her gaze filled with suspicion.

"What is Shen Qiang up to? The Black Blade in his hand, slender and straight, clearly follows the design that prioritizes sharpness and armor-piercing, typical of a Tang dynasty horizontal blade. It does indeed look beautiful, but it's far too ordinary, lacking any spiritual energy, with no sign of immortal essence. Does he really think this trash can contend with Sha Jianming's Evil Spirit Armor?"

At the same time, the Great Elder of Qingyun Sword Pavilion burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I had thought that Shen Qiang, striding forward so boldly, would reveal an extraordinary Immortal Artifact. But isn't this just a toy? There's not a trace of immortal essence; isn't it just a piece of mundane iron?"

Zuo Lianghao, reclining lazily in his chair among the members of Hidden Sword Villa, rested his hands behind his head and said helplessly, "What a bizarre fellow, still Heshenghe isn't so poor as to disgrace themselves with such rubbish, right? It's enough to make me feel ashamed."

Just as they were changing their thoughts.

Standing on the exhibition stage, Sha Jianming laughed loudly: "Shen Qiang, have you lost your mind? This is the Treasures Exhibition, and you're bringing such scrap metal onto the stage? Do you think we're all ignorant? This blade has no spiritual energy, no immortal essence; it's clearly trash."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang glanced helplessly at the Black Blade in his hand.

At this moment, it was entirely black, and not to mention the sword spirit, even the previous fluorescence was gone, leaving it looking somewhat plain.

But that didn't matter.

This was not an issue.

Continuing to walk towards the exhibition platform, Shen Qiang chuckled softly: "Forgive my straightforwardness, Sha Jianming, but compared to my Black Blade, all the Magical Treasures here are garbage."

Upon hearing this.

The audience, who had been merely surprised, burst into laughter instantly.

"It's hilarious, holding a piece of trash himself, yet looking down on others' Magical Treasures. Shen Qiang is really shameless."

"Shen Qiang, if you don't have a decent Magical Treasure, just get off the stage."

"It's unbearable. What is this, a lousy blade anyone can buy for just a few bucks on the street."

Amidst the ridicule.

Shen Qiang, feeling helpless, shifted his mind and upon entering his Sea of Consciousness, was taken aback to see the perfectly formed, tender and beautiful sword spirit Taiyin Youying standing before his floating Dragon Infant. With a delicate eyebrow pencil, she was drawing a peculiar totem using some strange dye.

The totem was grand and imposing.

It covered the Dragon Infant's body, and as Shen Qiang shifted his thoughts, he entered the Dragon Infant. Upon opening his eyes, he was greeted with an impressive expanse of pure white and instantly caught the wonderful fragrance emanating from her.

Not only that, but as the delicate eyebrow pencil grazed across his body, the sensuous and ticklish sensation was enough to make Shen Qiang tremble.

At the same time, Shen Qiang was startled to see Taiyin Youying, who had been painting well, pause not only with her brush but also fix her beautiful eyes firmly on him, her proud gaze cold and unmoving. Shen Qiang didn't need her to speak to understand she was telling him to get out of the Dragon Infant.

Can there be any fairness?

This is my own Nascent Soul, not only have you seen it all, but you've also drawn on it, and now you want me to leave? How can I accept that?

Though disgruntled inside.

Yet somehow, his divine thought uncontrollably exited the Dragon Infant.

Then, Taiyin Youying continued her painting.

Qingxuan, standing beside, bowed to Shen Qiang, then behaved very formally, like a maid, standing with her head lowered to one side.

This situation somewhat displeased Shen Qiang.

Darn it, Taiyin Youying may be arrogant and strong, but ultimately, isn't she my sword spirit?

"It's your time to perform, don't embarrass me, or I don't care what kind of god you are, I'll throw you into a dung pit to soak for a few centuries."

Upon hearing Shen Qiang's words, Taiyin Youying turned her head coldly: "You're threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's a notification."

Having said so, Shen Qiang returned his divine thought to the hall, where many cultivators were already laughing uproariously.

Jade Girl Weisheng Qian Dai and the beautiful Weisheng Zhimei also looked at Shen Qiang with a helpless gaze.

Amidst the mockery, Sha Jianming stepped forward, pointed at Shen Qiang's nose, and said, "Shen Qiang, do you truly wish to compete with us, who gave you the courage? Now that you've showcased your rubbish Magical Treasure, you dare flaunt this garbage? Listen to me! Keep your distance from Baihua's Jade Girl Weisheng Qian Dai from now on. Act properly when you see me, or I'll beat you on sight!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of those present filled with secret amusement.

The three judges seated at the judging table couldn't help but shake their heads.

"Heh, Shen Qiang's Magical Treasure is terribly poor; such a big shot wielding this trash gets scolded by Sha Jianming like a dog, does he dare talk back?"

"Sigh, Shen Qiang is only good at poisoning, really incompetent otherwise."

"Heh, a waste, don't pretend to be great without proper Magical Treasures, now facing humiliation, huh?"

Everyone regarded Shen Qiang with eyes that seemed to see through everything.

But just then, Shen Qiang's gaze turned icy, calmly placing the Black Blade horizontally before him, he said: "Sha Jianming, showing off in front of me will cost you dearly, you want to beat me every time you see me? Believe it or not, I'll slash at you right now?"

Sha Jianming's eyes chilled, laughing wildly: "Shen Qiang, do you wish to die? I'll gladly oblige."

Seemingly perceiving his murderous intent.

The Evil Spirit standing silently beside him suddenly opened its blood-red eyes, and as terrifying pressure erupted instantly, the violent aura shocked the Five Assistant Swords into humming and the Ni Chang Feather Robe to shudder, everyone held their breath.

But just then, Shen Qiang's Black Blade trembled.

Boom!

A halo, gleaming like the aftermath of an eclipse, emerged on the slender blade, and as the cool fluorescence appeared, an overwhelming aura descended thunderously.

The Five Assistant Swords stopped humming instantly!

The Ni Chang Feather Robe forgot to tremble.

Every cultivator present not only felt their shoulders weigh down, but inexplicably, a pure sense of reverence arose within, compelling almost instant kneeling in worship.

Not only that.

The Evil Spirit, who had previously battled through numerous wars and bloodshed like a fearsome god of death, with its blood-red eyes terrifying the Five Assistant Swords into shuddering, now seemed to face a formidable enemy. Not only did its figure retreat at least five steps instantaneously, but in a heartbeat, it assumed a perfectly defensive stance honed through countless life-and-death combats.

Sha Jianming was stunned.

The three master judges on the evaluation panel stared wide-eyed in shock.

At this moment, Shen Qiang's short hair fluttered in the turbulent air currents, lightly vibrating the blade as an overwhelming aura surged skyward, and with deep, serene gaze, he calmly stated:

"This is my personal Magical Treasure, blade named, Taiyin Youying!"

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