Chapter 147: Chapter 144: Sword Dao Will Shows Its Sharp Edge Chapter 147: Chapter 144: Sword Dao Will Shows Its Sharp Edge The story of Shushan had come to a pause, and all the Daoists could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the Sword Artifact of Shushan had been repaired by the Heaven-Penetrating Sect Hierarch, the hundreds of people who were crushed by that hand could not be brought back to life. These people were all disciples of Shushan with their Mana at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortals, which was also a significant loss for Shushan. However, it also completely resolved hidden dangers, and there would no longer be any worries about evil beings breaking the seal. As for where it went after entering that black hole, even the Three Pure Ones could not trace it.

Shushan, being a prestigious and orthodox sect, had accumulated numerous elixirs over many years. The Sect Leader invited everyone to the main peak and then distributed elixirs to help the fellow Daoists recover their primordial Qi.

“The azure sky has perished, the Yellow Sky shall rise. The Yellow Turbans are about to revolt. This battle, whether the Three Pure Ones intended it or not, also doomed the last trace of fortune of the Han Dynasty. Zhang Jiao, having cultivated the ‘Essential Arts for Peace’ of Nanhua Old Immortal, must have also sensed that the time was ripe to rebel,” mused the Daoist Equal to Heaven, observing celestial phenomena during the night.

He possessed the divination techniques of Fuxi, able to analyze some matters from the subtle changes in the star patterns. Seven Kills, Break Army, Tan Lang—the three main stars had already taken their places. People inheriting these destinies, although capable of stirring the world’s essence, were doomed not to meet a good end. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei inherited the Seven Kills and Break Army destinies respectively, while the destiny of Tan Lang seemed to be inherited by Cao Cao, no wonder he was known as the “Hero of the Chaotic Era.” But in the end, he too did not meet a good end.

The Daoist Equal to Heaven and others rested in Shushan for a few days and had decided to leave tomorrow. After all, Zhang Jiao was about to revolt, and Liu Bei was also going to pledge brotherhood with Guan Yu and Zhang Fei; they could not delay any further.

The next day, the four of them went together to see the Green Duckweed Daoist to inform him of their intentions to leave. The Green Duckweed Daoist tried to persuade them to stay several times, but the four were resolute in their decision and naturally would not delay any longer.

The Green Duckweed Daoist ordered someone to bring a few jars of fine wine, explaining that this wine was brewed from the spring water of the Sword Pool, with a spicy taste like sword scraping through the throat, yet it was greatly favored by many. All four were fond of wine and naturally would not refuse; each took a few jars without any hesitation. This visit to Shushan had almost cost them their lives; taking a few jars of wine seemed appropriate.

The Green Duckweed Daoist clasped his hands and bowed, saying, “The great kindness and virtue shown by the fellow Daoists in helping our Shushan will never be forgotten. If there’s any task you need help with, I will surely oblige without refusal.”

Lu Dongbin laughed and said, “Haha, my friend, you flatter us, but if there really is something, I will ask for your help. We from the Complete Truth Sect also practice swordsmanship. By then, we could let disciples from both sects spar and exchange sword techniques.”

The Green Duckweed Daoist happily said, “Very well, let’s agree on that.”

The four bade farewell and departed, the Daoist Equal to Heaven mentioned that Zhang Jiao was about to revolt, and decided to see for themselves, thus they headed towards Julu Commandery.

Now, speaking of Enlightenment Dao who had also come to see the Green Duckweed Daoist, the latter exclaimed, “My friend, are you also leaving?”

Enlightenment Dao laughed and said, “Not for now, Venerable Ape still owes me a Sword Manual! Having rested well these past few days, I thought of exploring the Sword Cliff to comprehend the sword techniques of your sect’s Patriarch; may I have your permission to do so?”

The Green Duckweed Daoist nodded and said, “Of course, my friend. You have helped our Shushan greatly, and besides, the character you carved in the Sword Valley is extremely beneficial for our sword disciples. I will lead you to Sword Cliff right away.”

Those who came to help were True Men of Dao and Virtue, who would not feel that having helped Shushan, Shushan now owed them something, commanding Shushan around. Over these days, they mostly didn’t go out, staying in their own courtyards to recoup quietly, regaining their primordial Qi.

The Green Duckweed Daoist was also curious to go to Sword Cliff to see what was up with Venerable Ape, as it had been many days, and he still hadn’t come out from Sword Cliff, which was a bit too engrossed.

Entering Sword Cliff, one was immediately faced with an intense aura of sharpness, making one’s skin feel pricked, and the robes of both fluttered wildly due to this sharp aura.

There they saw Venerable Ape seated in front of the character “Sword” carved by Enlightenment Dao, still lost in comprehension. Trying to comprehend something like the Xia Dynasty Dragon Seal took an exceptional understanding of principles as well as luck, even someone scholarly and transcendent as Confucius could not grasp much, and Subhuti calculating the text on the Swallowing Dragon Stele also spent who knows how many years of effort.

Just this one character “Sword,” who knows how many years it would take a Sword Cultivator to grasp.

As they say, in cultivation, there are neither days nor nights. Venerable Ape was trapped in deep contemplation, difficult for others to awaken. Moreover, hastily awakening him could lead to deviation into madness; thus, True Men of Dao and Virtue often chose a secluded place for seclusion, or had a Daoist friend act as a protector for them.

The Green Duckweed Daoist said, “How many years might it take for Venerable Ape to grasp this character written by my friend?”

Enlightenment Dao looked at the character carved by Song Lun and said, “It’s not easy to comprehend the character left by your sect’s Patriarch. I need to meditate in Sword Cliff to verify my ultimate swordsmanship techniques against the true meaning of your Patriarch’s Sword Dao. I apologize for the inconvenience and hope my friend takes no offense.”

The Green Duckweed Daoist replied, “My friend, you have shown great kindness and virtue towards our Shushan. Saying this is really humbling me! If you wish to understand the true meaning of the Patriarch’s Sword Dao, of course, there’s no issue. The character left by the Patriarch is indeed meant for future generations to contemplate.”

Enlightenment Dao then nodded and said, “Thank you!”

The Green Duckweed Daoist replied, “Please feel at ease, my friend. If there’s anything you need, just send a jade talisman to inform me, and I shall attend to it naturally.”

This Shushan Sect truly deserves its reputation as a prominent and righteous sect; the sect leader, a man of substantial integrity, nodded repeatedly and sent Green Duckweed Daoist away from Sword Cliff.

Wukong thought to himself, “Although I possess the ‘Gui Water True Scripture’ from Rain Mage Chi Songzi, and this body is that of Wuzhiqi, I lack water system magical treasures in my possession. The power of this Seven Stars Sword is also extraordinary; it cannot be wasted in vain. It’s better to refine my swordsmanship further. Integrating the three, both my authentic self and Daoist Equal to Heaven will benefit, thereby increasing my means in magical combat and ensuring my self-protection.”

It was rumored that within the Sword Cliff of this Shushan bordered the essence of swordsmanship by True Man of Great Purity, Song Lun. If one could comprehend it, they naturally could acquire his swordsmanship essence. Song Lun was famously renowned in the path of swordsmanship, being the founding patriarch of the Shushan Sword Sect, which was indeed the leading swordsmanship sect among all!

Daoist Equal to Heaven cultivated the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Transformations along with Amitabha Buddha’s ‘Sutra of the Other Shore’; Wukong cultivated the ‘Gui Water True Scripture’ left by Chi Songzi, which was also obtained from the body of Wuzhiqi; Wukong cultivated the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformations and also the ‘Blood God Sutra’ from the Netherworld Blood Sea. These cultivation techniques, no matter which one, were enough to make people of the Immortal Path rush to them, especially the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Transformations that were simply breathtakingly magical.

The three physical forms each cultivated different cultivation techniques; in time, merging the strengths of many into one crucible to create one’s own cultivation technique. Only in this way could one have a chance to prove the Primordial Great Way!

Wukong swept up his Taoist robe and sat down cross-legged right there; five qi emerged in his chest, and three flowers appeared atop his head, with the Primordial Spirit sitting cross-legged in the centermost flower.

His Primordial Spirit was a gift from Yuan Hong.

Wukong closed his eyes and crossed his knees, his fingers forming a spell; the Primordial Spirit within the Three Flowers opened its eyes and gazed at the great characters on Sword Cliff, feeling an unbearable sting in its eyes, bringing grief.

The Primordial Spirit is connected to the spirit, this character reveals a kind of essence of the Sword Dao, so using the Primordial Spirit to observe it gives one the feeling as if the Primordial Spirit itself is being painfully stabbed by a sword, a kind of mental communication and an interrogation of Sword Dao to cultivators. If one can’t even pass this level of interrogation, then there is no need to cultivate the Sword Dao! Sword Dao requires a resolute and unyielding spirit.

A swordsman should be sharp and edged.

Wukong’s Primordial Spirit shivered under the relentless assaults of Sword Dao’s spirit, belonging to True Man of Great Purity, Song Lun. Subjected to this Sword Dao spiritual interrogation, an ordinary person might have their spirit scattered into madness, turning them insane. Those who came to Sword Cliff to comprehend its true essence usually possessed extremely high cultivation; ordinary disciples dared not easily let their Primordial Spirits leave their bodies to observe the origin of this character and its Sword Dao spirit.

The longer it was observed, the stronger the Primordial Spirit’s stinging pain felt. If one could not hold onto their spirit, they might very well have their spirit shattered by the impact of this Sword Dao spirit.

However, having transcended the Heavenly Dao in a previous life and being a demon for two lives, his spirit was not ordinarily resilient and powerful and could withstand it.

Wukong thought to himself, “If Song Lun’s Sword Dao will is so powerful, what about if Celestial Venerable Spiritual Treasure inscribed a character with the Immortal-slaying Sword? How terrifying would that be?”

His Primordial Spirit suddenly saw streams of sword qi flying down from Sword Cliff, forming a dense Sword Net that roared down—it wasn’t real sword qi but the Sword Dao spirit left by Song Lun!

Wukong’s Primordial Spirit formed a different spell, also manifesting a Sword Net of spirit, roaring upwards to meet it fiercely!

“Boom!”

A loud clash occurred as the two Sword Nets collided, creating a vast Spiritual Storm that immediately made Wukong’s mouth bleed.

Wukong hurriedly threw a Peach of Immortality into his mouth, crunching it into pieces and swallowing, which significantly restored his spirit as the second spiritual attack unfolded!

A Divine Sword manifested itself, appearing as if a Divine Dragon coiled in the abyss, flashing seven cold stars, now transforming into the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Divine Sword.

Wukong then conjured a Seven Stars Sword to clash against it, the two swords meeting, exchanging blows that sparked a spiraling Spiritual Storm.

The two were evenly matched once again, which allowed Wukong to breathe a sigh of relief. The third wave of Sword Dao spiritual will came, this time taking the form of Song Lun’s own appearance!

Not daring to be careless, Wukong’s Primordial Spirit leapt out of the top Three Flowers, his hands forming a Seven Stars Sword with spirit.

Song Lun appeared majestic, wielding the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss, his edge fully revealed, charging at Wukong’s Primordial Spirit!

The outcome remains uncertain, please tune in next time.