Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

"Follow me!" the black robe disciple said as he held his sword in hand. They approached the two crystal balls. "See the name inside?" he pointed to Zen.

Zen fixed his eyes on the balls and saw that their names were carved inside. One of the crystal balls showed "Zen Luo", while the other crystal ball showed "Zachary Zhao". Zen presumed that Zachary Zhao was the black robe disciple's name.

"This crystal ball belongs to you. The moment the magic array on the Seven Star Sword Light Platform is activated, those polar magic stones will release Magnetic Aurora! The Magnetic Aurora will come in all directions, and you must split them with a sword! The power of Magnetic Aurora increases with difficulties. If you hold a common sword, I'm afraid a Magnetic Aurora will destroy your sword," Zachary Zhao explained patiently. He lightly touched his sword with fingertips. From Zen's perspective, he must have used the sword to deal with Magnetic Aurora many times.

Zen soon realized that the trial on the Seven Star Sword Light Platform was to guard the crystal ball. If the crystal ball was broken, the cultivation would be over. The swordsmen were sharpening their sword intents with the continuous Magnetic Aurora.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly there was a clap of thunder from the sky.

"It's time to draw your sword! Quickly! Magnetic Aurora will soon come here! Each crystal ball can only bear three attacks and after that, it will be broken. And you will be out of the game. Be careful!" Zachary Zhao reminded.

Zen nodded and then took out his Streamer Sword from the space ring.

"Buzz..."

came a clear, melodious sound of a sword as he drew his sword.

This was the moment that Zachary Zhao was waiting for. He wanted to see what kind of sword Zen would pull out.

the Streamer Sword in Zen's hand, he was

was just like an ordinary long sword, but when one

when he saw a faint fairy texture on the sword. He paused for a second and stuttered, "It's... It's a

shook the Streamer Sword, the sword radiance spread continually like an old dragon absorbing

He thought so?

meeting that grade two of nature level

fairy weapon and yield it. However, some

But…

grade of nature level. It was impossible for him to have a fairy weapon either way.

didn't expect that the fairy weapon was not granted by others but condensed by Zen himself. And if ever Zen got this from someone, that must be the same woman who gave him this semi-finished

still in a daze from seeing Zen's fairy weapon, two bunches of Aurora were approaching them at a slow pace. They were translucent and thick as bowls, with flashing blue

Aurora with the Streamer Sword in his hand. He

could hold a fairy weapon. 'What is going on in this world? Why is the world wasting such a magnificent weapon in Zen's hands? What can he do with that powerful weapon? How can it be any difference if he's holding the fairy weapon but could not maximize its power? It's no better than

wanted to imply to Zen that it was not about the sword, but the person who used it. Even if he yielded a middle-grade spiritual weapon, the power it sent out was still far more powerful

he

"Roar!"

As he swung the

a roar. It then rushed towards the Magnetic