Super System Plundering the Heaven

A long sword appeared in Ye Yu's palm.    

The sword hilt was like a dragon, swallowing the blade in its mouth.    

Rip!    

Streaks of lightning constantly circulated within the blade, causing people to feel a chill in their hearts when they saw it.    

"This is the Thunderclap Sword?"    

Lee Wuzhen looked at the Thunderclap Sword in Ye Yu's hand, and his eyes revealed a look of envy.    

Ye Yu lowered his head and gently stroked the long sword in his hand. A dragon's roar came from the bottom of his heart.    

"Not bad! This is the real Thunderclap Sword!"    

"Di! Congratulations to Host for obtaining the Divine Weapon. The reward is a draw! "    

In his mind, the system's voice made Ye Yu even happier.    

Clang!    

Seemingly understanding Ye Yu's praise, the Thunderclap Sword automatically let out a clear sword hum.    

"Sharp and overbearing, full of spirit energy, a good sword!"    

Lee Wuzhen looked at the Thunderclap Sword and let out a sigh.    

Ye Yu looked at Lee Wuzhen with a puzzled look in his eyes.    

"Senior Brother, you use a sword, but why haven't I seen your sword before?"    

Lee Wuzhen coughed dryly when he heard this. He placed his hands behind his back and said faintly, "Everything in the world can be a sword!"    

"Martial Uncle doesn't have a sword to use!"    

Xing Meng stood behind Lee Wuzhen and said with a strange voice, "No matter what kind of sword it is, once it lands in Martial Uncle's hands, it will instantly shatter because it can't withstand the terrifying sword intent of Martial Uncle!"    

"Therefore, Uncle-Master still uses one sword to shatter one sword."    

Lee Wuzhen's face revealed an awkward expression and scolded Xing Meng, "You brat are looking for a beating!"    

Ye Yu laughed when he heard that, "Senior Brother, don't be angry. You will have a sword to use in the future!"    

Lee Wuzhen's eyes lit up and he said anxiously, "Junior Brother, where is the long sword you are talking about?"    

"Did Senior Brother forget about the Sword Art of Accumulation I mentioned?"    

Ye Yu smiled and explained, "The most important condition to cultivate the Sword Art of Accumulation is... A sword embryo that belongs to you! The sword core is connected to your mind, so naturally, you won't be unable to withstand the sword intent! "    

" Sword core? " Lee Wuzhen's eyes revealed a look of realization. "Just like the sword embryo in your hand?"    

Ye Yu nodded.    

"Yes, but there is no natural sword embryo in this world. My Thunderclap Sword was forged after birth!"    

Lee Wuzhen's eyes lit up. He muttered to himself, "Looks like I still need a good piece of material to forge an excellent sword embryo!"    

"Right! Tian Leizi is a blacksmith expert, so he can definitely forge a long sword for me! Furthermore, he also has an auricine in his hand, it is absolutely suitable to forge a sword embryo! "    

After saying that, Lee Wuzhen turned around and ran towards his own room.    

"Where is my phone book? I remember that Tian Leizi's phone number was recorded on it..."    

"Martial Uncle, wait for me. Have you forgotten that you won't call?"    

Xing Meng followed behind Lee Wuzhen and chased after him.    

Ye Yu looked at the backs of Lee Wuzhen and Xing Meng and could not help shaking his head.    

It seemed like Lee Wuzhen was really anxious. He had never seen Lee Wuzhen in such a rush before.    

Ye Yu retracted his gaze and focused his mind.    

"System, there's another lucky draw, right?"    

"Beep! The remaining number of times to draw, once! Do you wish to use it?"    

Ye Yu took a deep breath and shouted in his heart," Begin the draw! "    

Weng!    

The familiar lottery wheel started spinning in Ye Yu's mind.    

"Stop!"    

After a while, Ye Yu shouted and the needle on the wheel slowly stopped.    

"Beep! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the talent, Soul Absorption!"    

Soul Absorption: I am not the creator of memories, I am just a porter of memories!    

In Lee Wuzhen's room.    

Xing Meng hung up the phone.    

Lee Wuzhen looked furious and scolded, "This Tian Leizi! He is simply taking advantage of the situation!"    

Xing Meng looked at his Martial Uncle speechlessly, "Martial Uncle, you asked Tian Leizi to forge a longsword for you, and he even brought his own materials. It's not too much for him to ask you to teach his disciple for a month, right?"    

"Not too much?" Lee Wuzhen snorted, "I still need to comprehend the Sword Art of Accumulation that Ye Yu gave me. How could I have the time to teach his disciple?"    

"Then what should we do? Reject him?"    

Lee Wuzhen spun around a few times and said, "Forget it! Let him come over first!"