Ye Chen’s transformation, the heart of the sword god awakens

Upon seeing this, Ye Daocang couldn't help but smile.

Clearly, the appearance of Ye Chen confirmed his suspicion—Ye Chen was indeed the legendary-level prodigy he had been looking for.

Now, he also understood why the Zhenwu Sect had expelled him.

At eighteen years old and still only at the seventh level of Body Refining, Ye Chen might not have seemed too bad within Fengling County. But in the major sects, that was considered quite underwhelming.

It was no wonder the Zhenwu Sect didn't want to stick their neck out for him; his cultivation level didn't give them any reason to take risks on his behalf.

Still, this situation worked out perfectly for Ye Daocang.

Even though he knew that without the system, Ye Chen might not have developed his innate "Sword God" attributes, he was still pleased with the outcome.

"Ye Chen, I hear you refuse to take on family duties and are more inclined toward cultivation?" Ye Daocang asked with a faint smile.

Hearing this, Ye Chen felt a bit despondent. In his mind, he assumed that his father, Ye Zhantian, had gone so far as to bring the patriarch into the matter in an attempt to curb his desire for cultivation.

Still, he wasn't ready to compromise.

Summoning his courage, Ye Chen replied, "Yes, Patriarch. Rather than managing family affairs and marrying in a few years, I'm more interested in cultivating."

Hearing this, Ye Daocang said nothing, but Ye Zhantian, who had a fiery temper, was the first to explode in anger.

"You ungrateful brat! Do you even realize if you're suited for cultivation? You're driving me mad!"

Ye Daocang quickly calmed him down, gesturing for him to stay quiet.

He then focused his gaze on Ye Chen.

Despite feeling awed by the patriarch's gaze, Ye Chen stood firm, unwilling to compromise.

Seeing this, Ye Daocang became even more satisfied. The defiance in Ye Chen's eyes reflected a deep sense of pride.

A person with such a spirit was destined for greatness, Ye Daocang thought.

"Choosing whether to cultivate is your personal decision, and I won't force you either way. But have you ever considered that the path of cultivation you initially chose may have been the wrong one?"

Ye Daocang's words puzzled Ye Chen.

"The wrong path?" Ye Chen couldn't help but ask.

Ye Daocang smiled and replied, "Have you ever thought about practicing swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen furrowed his brow. It was obvious that he had a natural aversion to swords.

Moreover, in the Zhenwu Sect, most focused on training their physical bodies, perfecting fist techniques and palm strikes, with very little emphasis on swordsmanship.

That was why, despite all these years, Ye Chen had never practiced with a sword.

Seeing that Ye Chen was about to voice his objections, Ye Daocang casually raised his hand.

"Don't rush to reject the idea. From what I've seen, the techniques you've been practicing are quite ordinary. How about this? Go to the Scripture Pavilion and see for yourself. If, after you leave, you still don't wish to pursue swordsmanship, I won't oppose it. How does that sound?"

Ye Chen became even more curious at Ye Daocang's suggestion.

The Scripture Pavilion, which had been established by Ye Daocang, was rumored to contain all sorts of martial techniques and cultivation methods. Many family members who visited it had found techniques that suited them, resulting in faster cultivation and improved combat skills.

Although he found the stories a bit exaggerated, Ye Chen didn't question it. He followed Ye Zhantian to the Scripture Pavilion.

As Ye Daocang watched Ye Chen's departing figure, he smiled and called out, "Remember, choose based on your true instincts!"

Ye Chen paused for a moment before continuing on.

The current Scripture Pavilion contained thousands of techniques, a collection of the original Ye family techniques as well as those acquired after the destruction of the County Magistrate's residence and the Wang and Yang families.

Of course, most were Yellow or Profound-tier techniques, with only a few Earth-tier ones.

After registering, Ye Chen entered the pavilion.

Looking at the vast array of techniques, which rivaled even the Zhenwu Sect's collection, Ye Chen was quite surprised.

However, soon after, he felt troubled. With so many techniques, how was he supposed to choose?

After flipping through several techniques, none of them satisfied him, and he began to feel anxious.

At that moment, Ye Daocang's words echoed in his mind.

"Follow your heart, huh?" Ye Chen murmured to himself.

He closed his eyes and began to quietly sense his surroundings.

Normally, such an act would be useless in a regular Scripture Pavilion. However, this pavilion was a product of the system, with spiritual energy levels far exceeding normal places.

As Ye Chen calmed his mind, three bright spots suddenly appeared in his consciousness.

Without overthinking, he followed his instincts, moving to three different sections and picking up three martial techniques.

Once he had the three techniques in his hands, the feeling of guidance disappeared.

Opening his eyes, Ye Chen looked at the three books in his hands and frowned.

"Flame Cloud Sword Technique" (Profound-tier Peak), "Sword Heart Returns to Spirit" (Earth-tier Mind Technique), and "Sword Cloud Step" (Profound-tier Middle).

All three techniques were related to swordsmanship!

Just seeing the names of the techniques made Ye Chen feel an intense aversion.

He instinctively wanted to put the books back but hesitated.

He thought of Ye Daocang's words and reflected on his current cultivation struggles.

Ultimately, he suppressed his dislike and began flipping through the books.

As soon as he did, his mind felt clear, and an endless stream of enlightenment flooded his consciousness.

The three sword-related techniques began to circulate in his mind continuously.

In that moment, the surrounding spiritual energy surged into him, starting to reshape and strengthen his body.

His cultivation broke through from the Five Viscera stage to the Six Bowels stage, and then straight to the Ninth Body Refining stage, where it finally stopped.

When he opened his eyes again, a terrifying sword shadow flashed within his pupils.

At that moment, Ye Chen was no longer the mediocre youth of the past.

Now, he radiated an awe-inspiring sword intent, a force that surged toward the heavens.

Looking at the sword techniques in his hands, he felt a natural affinity for them.

When Ye Chen emerged from the Scripture Pavilion, his aura was sharp and powerful, like that of a natural-born swordsman—unyielding, solitary, and fearless.

Returning to Ye Daocang, Ye Chen bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for remaking me. I am deeply grateful!"

His words were sincere. Without Ye Daocang's guidance, he doubted he would have ever touched a sword in his life.

Ye Daocang waved his hand casually. "It's nothing. As a fellow swordsman, when I saw you, I sensed a certain unyielding spirit in your body. It seems I wasn't wrong in seeing you as a natural sword cultivator!"

Of course, he wasn't going to mention that he had seen through Ye Chen's innate Sword God nature—it would sound far too unbelievable.

Ye Zhantian, meanwhile, couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear. He had clearly noticed that Ye Chen had awakened his hidden potential, and his future was limitless.

After chatting with them for a while, Ye Daocang returned to his room.

At that moment, the system had suddenly issued a new task, something Ye Daocang had not anticipated!

Meanwhile, at the Zilin Sect, a major event was unfolding!