Wizard of All Souls

The issue is--

"How to try?"

As a common usage of a sword, she has already tried countless times.

If the black sword is really a very powerful mysterious weapon, then its ability must also be very mysterious.

At least slightly different from ordinary swords.

"Maybe it's the power of blood?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, Vivienne licked her lips excitedly, her immature cheeks became flushed from being too excited.

For more than a month.

On Heijian, she tried countless methods.

The only useless thing is the power of blood.

She is very cautious about using the power of blood, and she will never let others know, even her beloved mother, Wei Yin, and her most respected Uncle Roy.

Most of the time, they hide in small, dark and unknown corners and experiment secretly.

I have never used it when practicing in the grove.

"Try it."

After carefully looking around, he made sure that there was no one there.

Holding a black sword in both hands.

Activate the bloodline ability.

Hot red flames emanated from both hands and spread towards the blade.

Her blood is capable of scorching flames, which can easily turn trees into black charcoal, and even steel can be burned red within a few breaths.

Burning flames poured into the black sword continuously.

It's been a long time.

Just when she thought she had failed, a few red threads appeared on Hei Jian's body, as if painted with red dye.

"Successful... right?"

Waving the black sword that didn't seem to have changed much, he slashed at the tree trunk beside him.

"Zizizi..."

In an instant, harsh sizzles erupted in the grove.

The two-meter-high trees fell to the ground, and the leaves were falling in the air, and the fractures were turned into a piece of coke.

Vivienne stood there blankly holding her sword.

Covered in leaf dust.

After a long time, I was amazed.

"Okay, that's great!"

"It can burn through a tree trunk as thick as a thigh at once, how high is the temperature!"

"If it was cut on a person? Tsk tsk tsk."

His eyes aimed at the fine steel long sword beside him.

"At this temperature, I wonder if it is possible to melt an ordinary sword?"

"If it can be done?"

"Hey hey..."

The left hand held up the fine steel long sword, and the right hand held the black sword infused with the power of blood.

With both hands raised high, the two swords staggered and collided.

"Hot, hot, hot..."

To her slight disappointment, the fine steel long sword failed to melt.

What made her happy was that almost within a second of the two swords touching, the fine steel long sword was too hot to hold.

"During battle, as long as the gap in strength is not too large, weapon collisions are inevitable."

"As long as it collides with my black sword a few times, the sword will be as hot as a soldering iron."

"If the opponent is wearing armor, and my sword hits the enemy's armor a few times, wouldn't it be the same as wearing a hot iron armor?"

"How do you fight?"

Dissipate the power of blood.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up a branch and stretched it towards the blade of the black sword.

Branch and blade collided, and nothing happened.

"The heat dissipates so quickly?"

Cautiously stretched out his fingers, toward the blade.

First the nails.

no problem.

Then fingertips.

Can.

In the end, he held the blade directly, but still didn't feel any heat.

"It took less than five seconds for me to dissipate the power of the bloodline? There is no heat left?"

For the first time since Vivian was born, she felt the wonder of this world.

"Is this sword specially for bloodline ability users?"

"Can you give full play to my bloodline ability?"

"Who gave it to me?"

She had long doubted the breathing method and regimen given to her by Uncle Roy, which were simply not within the reach of the Quimper family.

Wait for the secret of the black sword to be revealed.

The original doubt has turned into a certainty.

"These things must have been entrusted to me by Uncle Roy."

"Who is it?"

Familiar faces flashed in her mind.

"The only clue now is that Harvey also has the regimen and breathing method I practice."

"The problem is the Black Sword?"

"Could it be—"

"Mother?"

The only possibility is her mother Weiyin.

Especially this black sword that perfectly fits her bloodline ability, she would not believe that it was not given to her by her mother Weiyin.

Vivienne held the black sword happily, "I didn't expect my mother to be indifferent and don't care about me. She pretended not to let me practice all the time. In fact, she has been paying attention to my cultivation secretly, and even tried to give me the black sword. Breathing and regimen."

"Let me give you a name." He raised the black sword in his hand, "A black, hot sword that locks flames? Black Prison Slashing Flame Sword?"

Nodding in satisfaction.

"From now on, you will be called Black Prison Zhanyan Sword!"

Holding the Black Prison Slashing Flame Sword, she swore that one day this name would resound throughout the world and become one of the famous swords known to everyone.

...

early morning.

It's time for morning exercise again.

With two swords on her waist, one long and one short, Vivienne avoided her mother, Wei Yin, and quietly walked towards the grove where she usually does morning exercises.

Although she knew that her mother, Weiyin, had been watching her cultivation behind the scenes, and gave her various kinds of help, and gave her the sword, the Black Prison Zhanyan Sword.

But she also knew that Wei Yin was a face-saving person.

Weiyin will definitely not admit it if she exposes it hastily, maybe she will become angry and directly impose strict control on her and not allow her to continue to practice.

Just approaching the grove.

Vivienne immediately heard the scolding from the grove.

"I will never let him go... dare to betray the Quimper family... I have found..."

She was very familiar with the owner of that voice.

"Crack..."

Taking a careful step, Vivian stepped on a branch.

"who!"

With a sound of fury, two figures shot out from the depths of the woods, blocking Vivienne one after the other.

"Vivian is that you?"

After discovering that it was Vivian, the two figures immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Both of them are handsome young eighteen or nineteen-year-old handsome boys.

A man with a strong physique, about 1.9 meters tall, so strong that he bulged his close-fitting suit, as if his clothes would burst if he put a little effort on his body——Flynn Kempel.

The other one is slightly weaker and follows the route of Mr. Pianpian. He behaves elegantly and gracefully, and he does not know how many girls he will fascinate—Yul Campel.

Vivienne knew both of these people.

Rather familiar.

Especially Yule.

She was one of the few friends of the younger generation in the Quimper family.

Yule, eighteen years old, Roy's eldest son.

Unlike Roy, who doesn't like swordsmanship and specializes in business.

Yule's breathing technique is extremely talented, and his business ability is also good. He is only 18 years old and already has the upper-middle level of a quasi-knight. There is a high probability that he will become a knight before the age of 30.

He is one of the most outstanding people in the younger generation of the Quimper family, and is deeply loved by Roy.

The other is Yule's friend Flynn.

He is not as shrewd as Yule, but his breathing talent is not weak, especially his fighting talent is extremely strong.

Nineteen-year-old Fulin is already a quasi-knight.

Within ten years, the Quimper family added another official knight.