Human Clan Defender-Chapter 645 - s Divine Weapon Holy Slaying Blade, Dao Arms Ninth Grade (Combined - , seeking monthly votes) _3

Shen Changqing didn't take him anywhere, instead going straight back to the Hidden Heart Pavilion and then heading to the Internal Affairs Hall.

At the entrance, a person lay on a chair with a scroll covering their face, snoring like thunder. Shen Changqing was somewhat speechless about this. He found that the people of the Hidden Heart Pavilion were especially fond of taking chairs outside to sleep. It was, indeed, very comfortable, a point Shen Changqing couldn't deny.

"AHEM!"

Shen Changqing coughed lightly twice. The thunderous snoring suddenly stopped. The person stretched out a hand, removed the scroll, and revealed a handsome face.

"Pavilion Master Yi?" Shen Changqing raised an eyebrow. The person lying there was none other than Yi Ning. With his face covered, Shen Changqing hadn't recognized him at first. What surprised him, however, was why Yi Ning, who should have been in the South Nether Prefecture, was here. Considering I didn't see him when I was in the South Nether Prefecture, it makes sense now. So, he returned early.

Upon seeing who had arrived, Yi Ning was startled, then his expression turned resentful. "Does Defender Shen still remember me?" As the dignified Internal Affairs Hall Master, I've never been stood up by anyone, yet he's been stringing me along all this time. This matter has almost become an obsession for me!

Shen Changqing looked slightly embarrassed. "Pavilion Master Yi, you jest. Previously, I indeed didn't have much time. How about this: once I finish dealing with the current affairs, I shall accompany you on that visit. How does that sound?"

"Are you serious?" Yi Ning's spirits lifted. When it came to the Ancient Ruins, he wasn't the least bit sleepy. Nothing is more interesting than exploring the Ancient Ruins! The Ancient Era truly holds too many secrets, and current records about it are severely incomplete. Only by entering the Ancient Ruins can one obtain more information. Furthermore, the opportunities within the ruins are also what I need. Without opportunities, relying on talent alone to reach the end is incredibly difficult.

"I never lie," Shen Changqing said, shaking his head slightly. Then he pointed to Gongye Yue standing aside. "This is a member of the Martial Hall I brought back. I would like to bring him to the Internal Affairs Hall for registration. May I know which Elder is currently available?"

"I'll do it." Yi Ning waved his hand, his gaze already on Gongye Yue. After looking for quite some time, he nodded slightly. "It's clear his talent isn't bad."

Hearing this, Gongye Yue gave a faint smile, which served as his response. With Shen Changqing present, he didn't feel he had the standing to speak. He had seen the person before him—the Internal Affairs Hall Master—more than once. In the outside world, such a position was equivalent to a Defender Envoy.

Shortly after, under Yi Ning's guidance, Gongye Yue followed him inside. In less than fifteen minutes, all the procedures were completed.

As Shen Changqing was about to leave, Yi Ning's voice called out again, "Defender Shen, don't forget your promise."

"I won't forget," Shen Changqing replied.

Afterward, he left with Gongye Yue and arranged a residence for him.

"From this moment on, you are a member of the Martial Hall. With your Identity Token, you are free to come and go as you please within the Demon-Subduing Division. As for the rules of the Martial Hall, someone will inform you later. Also, organize all the Martial Arts you are currently practicing. Tomorrow, I will come to assess your strength."

Without waiting for Gongye Yue to respond, Shen Changqing turned and left. Although he had made a promise to Gongye Heng, he wouldn't spend all his time on Gongye Yue. With my current Realm, a little guidance will be enough for him to digest for a long time.

Back in his small courtyard, Tiankui lay motionless. A single drop of blood comparable to that of a Demon Evil was enough to sustain it for a long time.

In the study, Shen Changqing first took out the Holy Slaying Saber. This was the first time he had seriously examined the Divine Weapon since acquiring it. When he saw a mysterious pattern on the saber's blade, he couldn't help but touch it.

HUM—

A subtle force seemed to rise from the blade, but it didn't last long before vanishing. For a moment, Shen Changqing couldn't study it further.

Looking at the Holy Slaying Saber, he calmly said, "Since you have already developed Spirit Intellect, do you understand anything about yourself?"

The voice of the Holy Slaying Saber responded, "Reporting to Master, when I first took shape, I received some informational endowments from Heaven and Earth. Dao Arms are ranked in Ninth Grades, with the Dao Seal as the core. I currently possess one Dao Seal, so I am a first-grade Dao Arm."

Dao Seal. Shen Changqing looked at the mysterious pattern. If I'm not mistaken, that's the Dao Seal it mentioned. Dao Arms of the Ninth Grade... A first-grade Dao Arm is clearly the weakest.

Even so, Shen Changqing could still feel a concealed, terrifying power emanating from the Holy Slaying Saber. If it were to fully burst forth, even without his control, it would likely be comparable to the Demon Saint Level.

A Divine Weapon comparable to a Demon Saint-level powerhouse! This sounds somewhat inconceivable, but upon further thought, it's not too shocking. After all, the material of the Holy Slaying Saber was forged from the remains of a Half-Step Demon God's Ghost Saint, a being whose remnants themselves held terrifying power. Later, after being forged by Gongye Heng, it was also fused with a drop of Shen Changqing's Essence Blood. In such a case, it was only natural for the Holy Slaying Saber to be no weaker than an ordinary Demon Saint.

Besides, the power of that single drop of Essence Blood alone was comparable to that of stronger Great Demons. With such a foundation, if the weapon couldn't undergo a transformation under these circumstances, it would indeed be too weak.