Demon Sword God

"Aiklin's Dao core should have disappeared with his death, but because the mountain pass of the Ace Volcano is also a small source point, the steady flow of Dao power has kept Aiklin's Dao core from disappearing because of him.

It dissipated after death. Over the decades, countless people have mistaken it for the soul of a strong man and tried to conquer it as a sword spirit, but they all failed." Prophet Erro smiled mockingly and looked back at Mu Lin.

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"Master Pika is the only person in the past few decades who can make Aiklin's Taoist spirit have some approval reaction..."

"I'm afraid of Master Ka." Mu Lin was silent for a moment, clenching his fists involuntarily.

"Is that the sixth-level warrior who wants to steal Qingqing?"

"He left the Ace Mountains three years ago. If the great prophecy applied to him does not fail, then one day in the future, you will meet again..." Prophet Eero sighed deeply,

She did not say that the scene in which the great prophecy was displayed on Master Paka was that Master Paka inserted a spear deeply into Mu Lin's heart.

"I will definitely be stronger than him." Mu Lin clenched his fists and said decisively.

"Aiklin's Dao core has transformed from an entity back to the state of a Dao spirit because it has lost the support of the body. The higher the grade of the Dao spirit, the higher the quality of the Dao core it transforms into. Before Aiklin's death, the purity of the Dao core

It has reached the ninth level. This is the only inheritance left to you by Aiklin, a very risky inheritance." Prophet Ai Luo glanced at Mu Lin with a slightly worried look, then at Qing Qing who was reading, and sighed softly.

"Tomorrow you have to rush to the mouth of the Ace Volcano before the volcano erupts. You will naturally encounter it there. As for whether you can get its approval and adopt it as a Dao core, it all depends on fate."

"Is my brother in danger?" Qingqing finally closed the book in her hand with a worried expression.

"This is not just a dangerous thing..." Prophet Aero looked at Mount Ace from a distance, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"If you no longer want to be a waste..."

"I will get it, I will definitely do it." Mu Lin's tone was very calm, but his calmness revealed determination.

Holding the scroll in his hand tightly, he couldn't explain how he felt. Aiklin wrote down all his insights about fighting spirit, magic, and the power of Gaia on the parchment scroll of inherited skills. It was a bit difficult.

Aiklin also made a lot of detailed annotations where he worked. You can feel that Aiklin is sincerely leaving precious insights for future generations to continue to study.

At the very back of the parchment, a small memory magic circle was engraved. Aiklin's notes stopped here, and the last sentence of the notes inspired Mu Lin to keep moving forward.

My dear child, you must have learned all the basic sword skills I left behind by seeing this. When you can make up your mind and really want to become an upright man, go to the place where I died and accept the love of my other half.

Inheritance, and what you are about to embark on next is the path to true strength.

"I want to become stronger, no matter how difficult it is." The calm tone and a few simple words showed Mu Lin's determination to move forward. Eero nodded, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

"The young eagle is finally about to fly..."

"Mother-in-law, don't you want to go with us?" Mu Lin suddenly felt Ero's tone, as if he wanted to separate from him.

"I am getting old, my legs and feet are not flexible, and I no longer have the energy to mess around. In the remaining days, I want to return to the orc country and keep vigil for Aiklin." Prophet Erro's tone suddenly became a lot more lost.

"you……"

"Aiklin...he is the support of my soul..." Prophet Erro smiled lightly.

Mu Lin suddenly froze on the spot. At this moment, he could finally understand why Prophet Ero was able to live alone in this deserted place for decades, dragging his stumbling body and enduring endless loneliness.

"Aiklin has a lot of unfinished things. I don't want him to leave with regrets. Now that he has done everything he needs to do, he has been lonely for decades. I think it's time for me to go back and accompany him..."

Prophet Elo left his chair sadly, walked slowly into the room inside, and closed the door with a bang.

For a moment, the whole room fell into silence.

Mu Lin stood up and wanted to knock on the door to comfort Prophet Elo.

"Brother, please go back first. I'll stay with my mother-in-law for a while." Qingqing stood up from the chair and stopped Mu Lin who was about to knock on the door. His expression was a little serious and a little sad. Mu Lin didn't speak.

He didn't quite understand the woman's thoughts, so he could only nod to Qingqing, then turned around and left the room with a disappointed look. Feeling Mu Lin's footsteps walking farther and farther, Qingqing suddenly raised his head, and his peaceful expression changed instantly.

Became indifferent.