87: The fusion of ancient magic weapons and talents.

Then, the Bald Dog flashed and arrived in front of Shen Xingyu, scratching his crotch with his dog paw.

He then pulled out a parchment scroll and handed it to Shen Xingyu.

Shen Xingyu looked at the parchment scroll with a disgusted expression: “Where the heck did you pull that out from?”

“Cough, that’s not important.”

The Bald Dog gave an awkward smile.

Shen Xingyu immediately rolled his eyes, then took the parchment scroll and unfolded it to examine it.

On the parchment scroll, a long sword was drawn very sloppily, clearly the work of the old dog.

Shen Xingyu looked at the old dog suspiciously, “What is this thing?”

Then, the old dog mysteriously said to Shen Xingyu, “In ancient times, the supreme expert of the Ancient Divine Palace, Emperor Cang, once possessed a peerless Divine Weapon called Xuanyuan Sword!”

“Legend has it that when Emperor Cang fell, the Xuanyuan Sword was thrown back into the Divine Palace, and this is the main event of this trial!”

“Do you see the Yao Race over there? They are all here for the Xuanyuan Sword.”

The old dog said, pointing to the Yao Race not far away, and spoke with a solemn expression.

“In any case, the Xuanyuan Sword must not fall into the hands of the Yao Race!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t let you do it for nothing. As long as you can successfully bring out the Xuanyuan Sword, I can use a secret method to fuse the Xuanyuan Sword with your talent.”

“For you, this is definitely a great Opportunity!”

Shen Xingyu’s eyebrows raised upon hearing this.

An ancient Divine Weapon fusing with talent? Is there really such a secret method?

At this moment, in Shen Xingyu’s heart, the identity of the Bald Dog became even more mysterious.

He pondered for a moment and asked the old dog, “Why did you come to me?”

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in the old dog’s eyes.

“Because I cannot see through you.”

The old dog’s words left Shen Xingyu confused. What did he mean?

He was about to ask again when he heard the old dog continue, “In short, if you handle this matter well, there will only be benefits for you and no disadvantages.”

Shen Xingyu furrowed his brow, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly nodded to the old dog: “Alright, but you have to agree to one condition.”

Upon hearing this, the old dog looked at Shen Xingyu suspiciously: “Speak.”

“Don’t interfere with Ranran and my matters in the future.”

Shen Xingyu said with a meaningful smile.

Upon hearing this, the old dog immediately bristled: “Kid, I warn you, the Celestial Empress is not someone you can profane. Give up on that idea as soon as possible!”

With that, the old dog left in a huff.

Shen Xingyu couldn't help but curse inwardly, “Who is this dead dog looking down on?”

However.

Although the other party didn’t agree, he was still somewhat interested in the task the old dog had entrusted to him.

The Fusion of an ancient Divine Weapon and talent—this matter sounded incredibly cool!

But.

Shen Xingyu picked up the parchment scroll, feeling helpless.

Could he describe it more clearly? What exactly did the Xuanyuan Sword look like?

This scrawled mess was a bit too abstract!

...

In front of the Divine Palace Ruins, the number of people grew larger and larger.

The number of Yao Race members was on par with the Human Race.

Everyone present was very confused.

Wasn't this a China Lingwu trial? Why were there so many Yao Race members?

Meanwhile, three middle-aged men in white robes suddenly appeared in front of the golden gate.

“Everyone,”

The middle-aged man in the center took two steps forward, then spoke loudly to the crowd.

Everyone immediately became alert. The robes of these three men were engraved with the same pattern as on the trial jade token.

“We are the proctors for this China Lingwu trial.”

With that, the middle-aged man surveyed everyone present, then pulled out a scroll.

“Before I announce the trial rules, I will first give everyone some background information.”

Upon hearing this, everyone held their breath and focused.

“This ruin is one of the most brilliant Holy Lands of our Human Race in ancient times, named the Ancient Divine Palace.”

“Since the end of the last era, the controller of the Ancient Divine Palace, to preserve the Legacy of the Ancient Divine Palace, sealed it before falling.”

“According to historical records, there are countless Legacies within the Ancient Divine Palace, and Divine Weapons and Cultivation Techniques are even rarer and more numerous. Now, the Legacy of the Ancient Divine Palace is about to reappear.”

“Our China Lingwu is taking this Opportunity to widely recruit students.”

At this point, the man paused.

Upon hearing these words, everyone below the stage had faces full of fervor.

Although no one had ever heard of the secrets concerning the “last era.”

However, it was not difficult to judge from these words that this trial was definitely a great fortune for them!

Then, the man continued, “Inside the Ancient Divine Palace, there is a very complete Disciple recruitment mechanism.”

“After entering the Divine Palace, as long as you obtain a Disciple waist token from the Ancient Divine Palace, you will be considered to have passed the assessment.”

“There are four types of Disciple waist tokens: Outer Sect Disciple, Inner Sect Disciple, Core Disciple, and Personal Disciple.”

“The higher the Rank of the waist token obtained, the better the resources and instructors you will receive after entering China Lingwu.”

“However, I need to specifically remind everyone here that as one of the Holy Lands, the Ancient Divine Palace’s Disciple recruitment mechanism is very strict. One careless mistake could lead to mortal danger.”

“If anyone wishes to withdraw, you can report to me in advance.”

“Once the Legacy officially begins, you cannot withdraw.”

After the man finished speaking, he looked at the crowd, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

Shen Xingyu, in the crowd, had a rough judgment after hearing the proctor’s speech.

Essentially, it meant using the Ancient Divine Palace’s Disciple assessment to screen high-quality students.

And, as long as one passed the Ancient Divine Palace trial, they could obtain an ancient Legacy within it.

For China Lingwu, this was simply killing two birds with one stone.

The man stood on the high platform, waited for a moment, then spoke again: “Since no one is withdrawing, then prepare to begin the trial.”

With that, the man suddenly bowed deeply to the old dog below the stage: “Senior, it’s your turn to act.”

Upon hearing this, the old dog slowly swayed his large head and walked up the steps.

He then slowly scanned the Human Race and Yao Race below and said in a muffled voice, “Listen carefully, members of the Yao Race. It is already a great favor that you are exceptionally allowed to participate in this trial. If I find out that you openly target the Prodigies of the Human Race within the trial, then don’t blame me for being merciless.”

As the old dog spoke, a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation erupted from his body.

The Yao Race members, who had originally been indifferent, now changed their expressions.

This old dog... is actually a Divine-Grade War God?!

Shen Xingyu’s eyes were almost popping out at this moment.

This dead dog is actually so powerful?

For a moment, he felt a chill in his liver, remembering how he had pulled out a handful of hair from the other party earlier, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

It was a good thing this guy didn’t bother to argue with him, otherwise, ten of him wouldn’t be enough to fill his teeth.

After the old dog finished speaking, he shook his head and walked to the golden gate.

Immediately after, the old dog slowly extended his dog paw towards the gate, and a profound and mysterious rune slowly floated out from his hand.

The moment the rune touched the golden gate, the entire hall began to shake violently.

Under everyone’s gaze, the gate slowly opened, and a desolate feeling rushed forth.

Seeing this, the proctor of China Lingwu quickly shouted to the crowd.

“The trial officially begins! All students, please enter in an orderly fashion!”

The old dog slowly walked away, casting a glance at Shen Xingyu.

Noticing the old dog’s gaze, Shen Xingyu nodded calmly.

Then, guided by the proctor, everyone walked into the gate.