Waves began to roar within Lin Yun’s sword ocean when he held onto the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead and the golden human involuntarily opened its eyes. This instantly made Lin Yun realize that the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead was a treasure, since his firmament sword intent had been stuck in the lesser mastery for a long time.

After all, it was challenging to improve the sword intent, even if it was just slightly. Not to mention that he possessed two sword souls, and this only made improving his sword intent even harder.

Lin Yun had taken it slowly for so long. But the tenth-grade Spiritual Sword Bead drew a reaction from his sword ocean when he held onto it, and this was the first time the golden human sword soul showed a thirst for something.

“Lin Yun, you bastard! You dare to snatch the Spiritual Sword Bead that belongs to me?!” Xiahou Yan cursed with his eyes bulging out when he saw this scene. He had grasped the firmament sword intent for nearly a year and was stuck in lesser mastery. Even the pinnacle of lesser mastery was far away.

As the prince of a Saint Clan, he had access to much information. Any treasure that could improve the sword intent was costly. Those treasures...