The system was momentarily at a loss for words,

"I... why should I teach you!?"

"Aren't you supposed to optimize and upgrade? With such a powerful flying sword, you must know Sword Control Skill, right?"

Huangfu Yi shrugged his shoulders and patted the stick on his back,

"Today is the seventh day, just like you said, exchange this thing for money, and I can trade it for skills.

First, pay off the money for the Five Immortals Sword, and if it's still not enough, you can credit me a bit more."

"Hmph..."

The system was silent for a while,

"There is more than one sword maker in the world, and each sect has its own Sword Control Skill. It's not clear yet, take it and see."

"Sure."

Seeing that the system agreed, Huangfu Yi flipped and climbed down the well like a monkey, stretched out an iron rod, slid through the bones, and with a hook, lifted the sword bag onto the rod and retrieved it.

"Stay back, the flying sword hasn't killed in a long time, it needs to drink blood when unsheathed!"

"Oh."

So, Huangfu Yi took off his dried Blood Clothes and squeezed a handful of sweat towards the mouth of the bag to feed it blood.

The system, "..."

However, it was indeed effective, after all, Huangfu Yi had slain countless monsters these days, with the stench of hundreds of demon creatures mixed with the strong scent of his hormones, it was quite the overpowering smell! But it certainly made the flying sword very satisfied, feeling that after being dust-covered for years, it had finally met a matching soul! It joyfully hummed and produced a sword cry!

"Buzz!" With a sound of blood pouring out, and "Swish!" a flash of brilliance erupted!

Huangfu Yi looked up, and saw that the sword was about two feet long, dazzlingly bright, but it lacked a hilt and edge, just a pure sword light.

As it was deployed, the sword blade wrapped in a band of silver light, shining brightly like lightning, like a long snake flickering its tongue, pulling out a silver rainbow several feet long in the sky, the light flickering. Even solid stone walls, Mystic Iron, and real gold, slightly touched by the tail's glow, would crumble instantly like sand, decaying like rotten wood, truly an Immortal Divine Weapon, a wondrous treasure.

"Wow..."

Huangfu Yi's eyes were about to pop out, this sword was too good.

It's one thing to know quality, but compared to actual garbage, levitation does seem like trash... ahem, of course, trash is also fine, Huangfu Yi still cherishes old things...

And it was astonishing that the system seemed shocked too,

"It's actually it... How do you have such a fate to encounter it, no wonder so early... Tsk, really troublesome..."

"What?"

"That sword bag is trash, but this sword is not, it seems it was shattered by someone, fell into the mortal world, and was collected in the bag.

I'm afraid with your skills, you won't be able to hold it, holding it for too long will endanger your life, better let it go..."

Being underestimated like that, Huangfu Yi's bullish temper flared, and he was immediately unconvinced,

"Who says I can't hold it! Why can't I hold it! As long as my fists are hard enough, there's nothing I can't hold! System, trust me! I'll surely handle it! I'll take it!"

And he really did grasp it, with the thumb and middle finger pinching the two-inch sword blade securely between the sword fingers, just like holding a long and thin willow leaf. At the same time, thirstily absorbing the Essence Blood of Huangfu Yi and the Yangming Sword Qi provided by the Shangyang acupoint, it blossomed with silver starlight, shining brilliantly amidst the swirling Sword Wind.

The system seemed to sigh,

"No matter how hard your fist is, if your life isn't tough enough, what's the use... Fine, since you've taken it, let's give it a try. I'll teach you Sword Control."

Upon hearing about another Divine Skill, Huangfu Yi was delighted,

"Alright, alright, is this one a bit more substantial, or just so-so? It can't still be trash, right?

Hey, no worries, no worries, even trash has its uses, I can handle it all!"

But the system remained silent for a long time, just when Huangfu Yi thought it was offline, it finally spoke,

"Detected a third-grade non-object, identifying as entry-level. Weston Four, original body binding, key permission request."

Uh, third-grade? Non-object? Just entry-level?

Before he could ask any questions, suddenly a voice he had never heard, ethereal and elusive, as if separated by a thin veil, emerged from the top of Huangfu Yi's head, seemingly passing through a layer of water, coming from the far reaches of the Void. It pierced directly into his mind like a needle stab,

"Request confirmation, permission granted, non-object contained.

Huangfu Yi, you can now use the Key of the Gate."

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