Moon Devourer Sword, Secret Of The Sacred Meridians

Xiao Ming furrowed his brows and nodded to himself thoughtfully. This was true and unbelievable to any stranger. Although the devoured Tiger Heart had already disappeared from the surface of the world, an existence like Master Huan was already a replacement for that loss.

In that case, Xiao Ming had terrifying luck to possess an Immortal Sword and he felt incomparably delighted. But his face turned grim as he made a silent resolution. He wasn't going to tell anyone about the origin and rank of the sword. He was cautious towards anybody, especially those foes in the Bai Clan. There were some Dao Merge existences that would wrestle tooth and nail just to get hold of an Immortal Sword like his. If they could obtain these sort of weapons, facing their Heavenly Tribulation wouldn't be so difficult again. Also, an immortal rank weapon was always useful for combat prowess.

But he didn't feel all too unsecured at the moment, rather he had a peaceful look. He believed from his few talks that Master Huan's narcissism was at a totally different stage compared to his battle prowess. If not for Xiao Ming's existence and the luck he possessed, Master Huan wouldn't be in the Wu Shui Empire, just like Xiao Yunhai.

It truly was the right and profitable choice to make at the moment. Xiao Ming slowly retracted his aura and Master Huan breathed a sigh of relief. He was scared that if this staleness continued, either sides wouldn't be able to profit from this. Finally with a chuckle, he retracted the entirety of his powerful aura. He was astounded to believe that only Xiao Ming could possess a type of aura that pressured even those cultivators. Actually, the main principal controller was his irrefutable will.

"Little Huan...If you truly can devour other treasures, it'll be nice. But now as to fulfil the way of my will's address.... I'm your Master and you are now known as the *Moon Devourer Sword*...you'd address me this way else..." Xiao Ming spoke indifferently. his cold and humiliating eyes stared into the depth of master Huan's sight line. The scene made Master Huan to shiver slightly as he shook his head bitterly. That powerful gaze had already harvested his soul as he was half a step into extinction.

"Yes master.... Please Master, Huan'er is terrified by that awful look just now" Master Huan replied grudgingly but he squeaked with excitement in his heart. He was ready to accept this title as he could already sense the massive potential and luck surrounding Xiao Ming like a halo. It could no longer be that shielding, this made him seem more divine.

"Great!" Xiao Ming muttered with an expressionless look and went to another spot to meditate. After he left, Master Huan chuckled and sneered to himself. But after observing the deep worry in his eyes, he appeared before the latter and spoke in a loud tone.

"Master... I see you are much talented with an extremely rare and abnormal physique. But then, I sense no sliver of qi in you, this fact is terrifying" Master Huan spoke solemnly in rare admiration for Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming was way too unordinary.

"I really wish I do, but I have nearly no affinity with any of the clan's cultivation techniques. i am yet to circulate qi" Xiao Ming replied with a distressed look. Master Huan nodded with a knowing expression.

"Master, I believe you must have heard of the sacred meridians that all cultivators must possess" Master Huan asked grimly with the bearing of an instructing elder.