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Chapter 375: Enchanted Altar, Entering the Sword Qi Great Wall, Soul Possession, and Taking on a Dis
Chapter 375: Enchanted Altar, Entering the Sword Qi Great Wall, Soul Possession, and Taking on a Disciple (Part 1)
August 2, 2024
"Thank you."
Threeleaf followed behind the Desolate Heaven Sword Master.
They traversed through the Sword Palace, and in the end, they arrived at his abode and opened a secret chamber!
The secret chamber was protected by at least dozens of formations, seals, and barriers, making it as solid as gold. Even if one didn't know how to unlock it, it would be difficult for even a Ninth Stage Apex existence to break through in a short time.
And even if...
Even with a 'key,' the Desolate Heaven Sword Master still spent half a shichen to 'unlock' and 'dispel' them all.
After that, Threeleaf saw a mysterious altar, seemingly whispering tales of ancient times. It was made of giant stones of unknown age, and time had carved indelible marks upon it. The intertwining and crisscrossing lines resembled the passing of time itself.
Upon closer inspection, one could find the altar covered in various ancient marks, each telling a story of past battles and heroism.
There were deep sword marks embedded in the stone, some intricate and fine, as if from countless blade clashes in grand battles.
Others were more rugged and powerful, like the immortal strike of a hero, and one could still feel the earth-shattering power and awe-inspiring sword aura.
These sword marks, eroded by time, had become blurred, yet they still conveyed an unyielding will. The sword intent, having endured countless years, remained vigorous.
Bloodstains were also scattered across the altar, now faded to dark red or deep crimson, merging with the altar as if they were one.
These bloodstains were like historical records, silently telling tales of countless sacrifices and vows.
They silently narrated the stories of warriors who had sacrificed themselves for their beliefs and glory, inspiring awe in those who gazed upon them.
In the center of the altar was a slightly sunken circular area, seemingly still bearing traces of some ancient ritual.
The surrounding stones were carved with complex totems and symbols, perhaps representing ancient deities or sealing some mysterious power. These totems, weathered by time, had become blurred, but one could still sense a powerful and mysterious force.
The entire altar seemed to be waiting for someone fated to unlock its secrets. It stood silently, guarding untold secrets and legends.
Threeleaf stared at the altar for a long time.
It was unclear if he was lost in thought or had simply zoned out.
"I, too, came upon it by chance."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master stepped forward, caressing the altar as he whispered, "At that time, I was not yet the Great Wilderness Sword Palace Saint Son."
"During those years, I traveled the world, challenging all sword cultivators, boasting of my invincibility, and wanting the whole world to witness my strength."
"It was during that time that I stumbled upon a secret sword realm."
"After countless dangers and defeating countless powerful foes, I finally obtained it."
"An ancient and mysterious altar."
"I studied it for many years, with little success. But the sword marks on this altar, the indomitable sword intent that has endured countless years, captivated and inspired me."
"After that, I spent nearly ten thousand years comprehending and cultivating."
"Finally, I grasped the Wasteland Sword Dao."
"It was my teacher in all but name."
Threeleaf nodded lightly. "I see."
"Few in the Sword Palace know of its existence," the Desolate Heaven Sword Master sighed. "And it was only recently that I truly understood its purpose."
Threeleaf asked, "Is it related to your search for Ninth Stage sword cultivators?"
"..."
"Yes."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master nodded.
"One day, as I meditated on the altar to comprehend the sword dao and improve myself..."
"Suddenly, the altar trembled."
"After that..."
His eyes widened in surprise. "An incarnation appeared and with a single sword, suppressed me."
"Later, I learned that he came from the Upper Realm, from the Sword Qi Great Wall!"
"But..."
"He didn't come for me. Instead, he brought news of an emergency at the Sword Qi Great Wall, requiring Ninth Stage sword cultivators to join the battle."
"At least dozens of them!"
"Although we have many Ninth Stage sword cultivators in the Sword Palace, but sending so many at once would be a significant loss. So..."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master sighed. "For these sword cultivators, going to the Sword Qi Great Wall is both a risk and an opportunity."
"If they survive, they can obtain immortal swords and learn the true immortal sword techniques, greatly accelerating their cultivation."
"That figure taught me how to activate the altar."
"After that, I helped him find Ninth Stage sword cultivators and sent them to the Sword Qi Great Wall."
"If you're determined to go, I can activate the altar for you."
"But..."
"Are you sure?"
Threeleaf didn't respond immediately but sighed and asked, "We're both top-tier sword cultivators with unwavering sword hearts. Don't you feel ashamed speaking such insincere words?"
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master fell silent.
"There are some things I cannot say."
He sighed softly. "To others, I'm a revered Supreme Sovereign."
"But compared to them, what am I?"
"Never mind."
"Indeed, this is beyond your abilities."
Threeleaf sighed. "Let's activate the altar."
"Send me to the Sword Qi Great Wall..."
"You..."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master was taken aback. "Knowing my words were lies, why do you still insist on going?"
"Because..."
Threeleaf murmured, "They're waiting for me."
"..."
Another moment of silence passed.
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master spoke softly. "Then you must be prepared.
"Although I don't fully understand the nature of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the two brief indirect encounters have left me with an unsettling feeling."
"If I haven't guessed wrong..."
"The Sword Qi Great Wall shouldn't be like this."
"That's why I must go." Threeleaf's leaves swayed, and even the Ninth Leaf seemed to have quietly grown sharp corners.
"Good."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master nodded. "I'll send you there."
"I hope that one day, we can meet again."
"If fate allows, we will meet again."
After a brief exchange, the Desolate Heaven Sword Master fell silent.
He took out various precious materials, including three pieces of Immortal Gold, and proceeded to melt them, infusing the essence into various parts of the altar.
The next moment, the ancient altar, covered in signs of age and even cracked runes, lit up one after another, forming a peculiar formation.
The formation changed, and energy surged.
Finally, it transformed into a spatial teleportation gate.
The teleportation gate resembled a bizarre vortex, entirely green, making it impossible to discern what lay on the other side.
"There's no turning back now."
"By now, even if I regret, it's too late." The Desolate Heaven Sword Master looked at Threeleaf.
Immediately, he transmitted his thoughts through divine sense, "Go."
"Don't linger here too long, or they might suspect me."
Threeleaf made a 'turning back' gesture, looking at the Desolate Heaven Sword Master, who also transmitted his thoughts in response, "It seems you have more integrity than I imagined."
Immediately.
It took a 'step' and entered the teleportation gate.
The next instant, it disappeared from the gate.
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master sighed. "This time, I don't know if we'll meet again."
"..., no, if we have the chance to meet again, will it be you, or someone else?"
"What a pity..."
Suddenly, the Desolate Heaven Sword Master's expression changed dramatically.
Immediately, he took a half-step back, forcing control over his expression, lowering his eyebrows, and his gaze became gentle, losing all traces of the Desolate Heaven Sword Master and the Great Wilderness Sword Palace Master's aura, instead resembling a...small, pathetic figure standing in the corner.
Immediately.
A figure appeared on the altar, its illusory eyes filled with a smile.
"Not bad."
"It's been a long time since I've seen someone sent by you, I thought you had forgotten my words, but it seems you still remember, and even proactively send someone."
"But, just one person, isn't that a bit too little?"
"Indeed, it's a bit little, but there aren't many Ninth Level Sword Cultivators willing to come, so..."
"But I'm trying my best."
As it spoke, the Desolate Heaven Sword Master felt particularly strange, his curiosity piqued, "I thought he knew everything, and would immediately know the person sent by the altar."
"But it seems that's not the case?"
How could it be just one person? That's clearly just one 'weed'!
And its cultivation hasn't reached the Ninth Level, has it?
It didn't notice?
Wait, that's not right!
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master suddenly realized.
"If it hasn't reached the Ninth Level, even with this altar, Threeleaf couldn't go to the Sword Qi Great Wall, so...it has broken through?!"
"It's so stealthy!"
"Is this a 'Plant-type' cultivator?"
He couldn't help but think of Threeleaf's Ninth Leaf, which had just 'sprouted sharp corners'.
Perhaps...
That's the proof of its breakthrough?
As he reexamined this terrifying incarnation with curiosity and wonder, the Desolate Heaven Sword Master's appearance remained unreadable, his eyebrows were lowered, and one could even say his gaze was gentle.
"Hmm, considering you're not bad, I'll remember this."
The incarnation didn't pursue the matter, merely saying, "Remember to continue searching for suitable people to send, in the future, I'll have a great reward."
Whoosh.
Its figure disappeared.
But on the arena, a jade slip was left behind.
Even without opening it, one could sense the incredible Sword Intent within.
Even the Desolate Heaven Sword Master felt a chill.
"..."
The altar had returned to calmness, looking worn out, and it didn't seem capable of connecting to the Immortal Realm, let alone sending someone to 'sneak' through.
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master reached out, and the jade slip flew into his hand.
"An Immortal Realm Sword Art?"
As he gently caressed the jade slip, he felt as if it had a life of its own, responding to him.
"It's truly..."
"A terrifying Sword Art."
When he probed it with his divine sense, his expression became even more shocked.
After a moment.
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master held his breath.
"Such a Sword Art..."
After a brief thought, the Desolate Heaven Sword Master took out another blank jade slip, imprinting the Sword Art onto it.
Only then did he leave the secret chamber, I'm full."
"That's good."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master smiled, "You've eaten well."
After that.
He left the secret chamber, reactivated the layers of formations, seals, and barriers, and only then returned to the Sword Palace's main hall, summoning Chen An.
"Sword Lord."
Chen An already knew he was to be sent to the Moon Holding Sect to 'teach'.
About that...
He had no complaints.
After all, the initial agreement could also be considered a matter between him and Threeleaf. As the person involved, personally handling this matter left no room for complaints.
"About your trip to the Moon Holding Sect, do you have any opinions?" The Desolate Heaven Sword Master asked.
"Sword Lord, you worry too much."
Chen An shook his head. "You understand me."
"For me, the world is my home."
"If not for that chance encounter, I would have been a Sweep Sword Cultivator."
"Going to the Moon Holding Sect is not unacceptable to me, especially since this matter is indirectly caused by me, this cause and effect, I should naturally resolve it."
"That's best." The Desolate Heaven Sword Master nodded. "But you also don't need to worry, if you have any dissatisfaction, just speak up, I'll do my best to accommodate."
"I have no dissatisfaction." Chen An emphasized.
"Then...that's good."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master sighed. "I also just realized that Threeleaf's plans are far more extensive than we imagined, its actions are actually for the countless Sword Cultivators of the Immortal Martial Continent."
"That's good..."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master smiled.
"Don't hate it, and even less so, the Moon Holding Sect."
"Regardless of its success or failure, it is the hero and pioneer of the Immortal Martial Continent."
"We should respect it."
Chen An was moved by these words.
He didn't know what had happened, but why would the Desolate Heaven Sword Master have such a change of heart?
"Don't ask."
"I won't tell you even if you ask."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master shook his head and directly 'controlled' Chen An, making him speak: "In any case, after Threeleaf left, the Moon Holding Sect will need you. Go there and wholeheartedly pass on your teachings."
"If there's any trouble, contact me directly. I'll find a way to solve it for you."
"..."
"Okay."
Chen An kept his doubts to himself: "If I teach in the Moon Holding Sect, is there a bottom line?"
"Aside from the Great Wilderness Sword Art, there's nothing I can't teach." The Desolate Heaven Sword Master set the tone.
"!!!"
Chen An's heart skipped a beat.
Aside from the Great Wilderness Sword Art, is there nothing he can't teach?
Isn't this treating the Moon Holding Sect like a 'beloved son' and teaching him everything?
"That's right."
"Take this with you and give it to the Sect Master of the Moon Holding Sect, Lin Fan."
"Just say..."
"Threeleaf left this behind before her departure."
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master took out the jade slip he had just imprinted, or rather, 'copied', and handed it to Chen An.
"Okay."
"Are there any more concerns?"
Chen An shook his head.
"Alright then."
"Go now, don't keep them waiting too long, and don't let the Moon Holding Sect think we can't afford to lose."
"..."
Chen An left.
The Desolate Heaven Sword Master sat high on the throne, but at this moment, he felt incredibly empty and lonely.
"Desolate Heaven Sword Master, the Supreme Sovereign of the Great Wilderness Sword Palace."
"Hmph."
After a long while, he suddenly chuckled to himself.
"Ridiculous."
Unbeknownst to him, his fists clenched, and his nails had quietly pierced through his flesh and blood.
Blood dripped profusely.
"The agreed-upon time has arrived, Threeleaf hasn't returned, nor has she sent any news. It seems she has won." Li Chunge paced back and forth, a smile on his lips as he muttered: "Truly remarkable."
"It's only natural, isn't it?" Deng Tai'a asked, but then added: "However, it's indeed hard to believe."
"It's quite contradictory."
"You and I both think it's natural for her to win, but we also think it's impossible, too far-fetched."
"Yeah." Li Chunge sighed: "Because... the Great Wilderness Sword Palace is too strong, holding the bull by the horns in the sword dao of the Immortal Martial Continent for who knows how many years. But Threeleaf's heaven-defying comprehension and talent are also something you and I witnessed with our own eyes."
"In any case..."
"They're both freaks. Whoever wins or loses is reasonable, but it's also hard to believe."
"Not bad." Deng Tai'a nodded slightly.
"Someone's coming out."
He saw a sword aura tearing through the sky within the Great Wilderness Sword Palace.
Someone was flying on a sword.
"Let's ask him."
Li Chunge pointed and snapped his fingers.
Amidst the permeating sword intent, the flying sword suddenly turned and forcefully flew towards them.
Deng Tai'a wanted to laugh: "...You're not just asking him, you're kidnapping him, no, kidnapping his sword!"
"How are you talking?"
"I, an old man, am afraid he'll run away?"
In the blink of an eye.
The flying sword approached.
Chen An was speechless: "I thought someone was forcefully 'kidnapping' the sword, but it's Li Chunge, the Sword God. After so many years apart since our youth, has it really been tens of thousands of years? Are you well?"
"However, after so many years, you're still up to these antics, grabbing swords and talking about borrowing swords. It's truly... exasperating."
"Haha, it's Elder Chen." Li Chunge chuckled, unbothered: "After so many years, this habit of mine is too ingrained to change now."
"But Elder Chen, why are you suddenly going out? Are you heading to the Moon Holding Sect?"
"?"
Chen An was surprised: "How do you two know about this?"
"!"
Then, he realized: "It's not that it can predict the future, but we agreed beforehand that if there's no news by midnight, it means she won, and the Sword Palace will send someone to the Moon Holding Sect."
"Midnight has passed, and there's no news from her. And Elder Chen, you're leaving the palace." Deng Tai'a smiled lightly: "So, I dare to ask."
Chen An couldn't help but laugh: "So that's how it is. But you're just asking?"
"Ahem."
Li Chunge laughed: "Don't mind those details."
"Honestly, did Threeleaf... really turn the entire Sword Palace upside down?"
Chen An's face twitched: "Asking when you already know!"
Li Chunge and Deng Tai'a exchanged a glance, both feeling their hearts tremble.
"Don't spread this around."
Chen An reminded: "Otherwise, the Sword Palace won't let you two off easily."
"We still understand that much." Li Chunge sighed: "But... sigh, it's normal, though. However, it's also reasonable, but it's hard to believe."
"You know her?"
Chen An realized: "Oh! No wonder when I fought her, I felt a familiar vibe."
"Did she learn your sword dao?"
"Can't say she learned it."
Deng Tai'a's expression was odd: "At first, she sincerely sought guidance from us two. Seeing her exceptional talent, we wholeheartedly taught her."
"But within half a month, we had nothing left to teach her.
(End of Chapter)
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