An Ancient Sacred Artifact

Chapter 22: An Ancient Sacred Artifact

Translator: Krukist

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"Yan Shisan, paying respects to the Sect Master!" A hoarse, ice-cold voice emerged from Yan Shisan's mouth. When his gaze fell upon Wang Feng, it felt like a murderous sword pointing directly at him, causing him to involuntarily shudder.

"No need for formalities," Wang Feng waved his hand dismissively, nodding with satisfaction.

After Wang Feng spoke, Yan Shisan stood silently, saying nothing more.

Seeing Yan Shisan's demeanor, Wang Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Although summoning Yan Shisan and Xi Men Chuixue brought him great joy, these sword fanatics were either cold or arrogant. Wang Feng felt it might be difficult to expect them to teach the Divine Immortal Sect's disciples.

If only Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan would willingly take disciples... but alas! Wang Feng shook his head - who knew when such a wish might come true!

"There are two other sword masters in the sect. You may seek them out," Wang Feng said softly to Yan Shisan, who stood motionless to the side.

He was quite eager to see the clash between Yan Shisan, Ye Gucheng, and Xi Men Chuixue.

"Yes, Sect Master!" Hearing Wang Feng's words, Yan Shisan's eyes flashed with a glint of brilliance as he responded hoarsely.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Shisan's figure moved and disappeared from the main hall.

"I wonder how that kid Li Qing is doing now?" Wang Feng stroked his chin, revealing a playful smile as he muttered.

Wang Feng had high hopes for Li Qing. Once Li Qing's constitution was fully activated, even Li Hei, a reincarnated Profound Emperor, couldn't match Li Qing's innate talent.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Feng decided to check on how Li Qing was faring under Ling Feiwu's training.

BOOM!

Just then, an explosive sound erupted, causing Wang Feng's eyelid to twitch as a bitter smile appeared on his face. He knew something would happen, but didn't expect it so soon.

Wang Feng's figure flashed as he left the main hall, following the sound.

When Wang Feng arrived, the scene before him made his mouth twitch. Yan Shisan and Xi Men Chuixue stood suspended in the air, their gazes locked, both emanating a sharp sword intent that illuminated the entire Hidden Spiritual Sect Sanctuary. They were like two divine swords crossing paths.

To the side stood Ye Gucheng, also radiating an intense sword intent, his gaze fixed firmly on Yan Shisan. His typically proud eyes now flickered with excitement, and the long sword in his embrace trembled slightly - the excitement of encountering a supreme opponent.

Below stood Li Hei and Yaoyue. While Yaoyue remained expressionless, Li Hei's face showed intense shock, his eyes fixed on the two sword-like figures in the sky.

If they were merely at the Profound Sovereign realm, Li Hei wouldn't have shown such an expression. But both Yan Shisan and Xi Men Chuixue gave him an indescribable feeling. Their sword dao attainment was enough to move even him, a former peak Profound Emperor.

"What kind of sect is this Divine Immortal Sect, to have such sword masters?" Li Hei's eyes flickered as he looked at the two figures in the sky, then at Ye Gucheng who also emanated a sharp sword intent.

The sword, an ancient sacred artifact, supreme and noble, revered by both mortals and gods! While many cultivators with some talent could enter the path of the sword, mastering it to the extreme was no easy feat. Even Profound Emperor realm experts, if not obsessed with the sword, could rarely cultivate sword dao to its ultimate state!

Xi Men Chuixue, Yan Shisan, and Ye Gucheng gave Li Hei the impression of beings who had cultivated sword dao to its peak. Though their cultivation was only at the Profound Sovereign realm now, once they reached higher realms, their sword dao would truly display its world-shaking brilliance.

Hum!

At this moment, the previously still Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan drew their swords simultaneously. The void trembled as two supreme sword lights shot forth, instantly tearing through space and colliding in the sky.

Initially, these two world-class sword lights were deadlocked, but soon they exploded apart. Endless sword qi swept out, cutting countless cracks in the surrounding ground as rocks flew everywhere. The sharp sword qi forced Li Hei to dodge quickly.

Hum!

As the sword qi swept out, a flash of light streaked past, cutting off a strand of Xi Men Chuixue's hair.

After this exchange, neither made another move. They sheathed their swords and stood watching each other.

Nearby, Wang Feng witnessed this scene with shock. Though he had never cultivated sword dao himself, having been infused with both Ye Gucheng's and Xi Men Chuixue's ultimate techniques gave him some insight into sword dao.

The clash between Yan Shisan and Xi Men Chuixue gave him an extremely profound feeling, as if both their strikes contained the ultimate principles of sword dao.

Then, as Wang Feng was lost in thought, Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan vanished, as did Ye Gucheng to the side, leaving only the sword marks on the ground.

Seeing Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan disappear, Wang Feng wasn't surprised. Though they had exchanged only one strike, it represented both their ultimate understanding of sword dao. In terms of cultivation, Xi Men Chuixue had lost, but in sword dao, he hadn't.

In fact, Wang Feng was more interested in seeing a battle between Yan Shisan and Ye Gucheng. Both possessed ultimate brilliant sword techniques - their clash might benefit them both more.

Afterward, Wang Feng glanced at Li Hei without speaking, his eyes flashing with an mysterious meaning before his figure vanished, leaving only Li Hei at the scene.

After everyone left, Li Hei touched the cracks in the ground. Feeling the supreme sharpness within them, his heart trembled. Even in his previous life, he had never seen such supreme sword masters.

He had thought this so-called Divine Immortal Sect was just an insignificant small sect overestimating itself, but it kept surprising him, making him increasingly curious about it.

...

Back in the main hall, Wang Feng slapped his forehead - the interruption from Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan had made him forget about checking on Li Qing.

"Never mind, with Feiwu there, Li Qing should be fine! With his mortal cultivation, he's not yet ready for stronger tempering. Let Feiwu continue to forge him for a while longer," Wang Feng thought, stroking his chin.

"System, use ten thousand sect value to exchange for ten chances to draw, start drawing now!" Wang Feng silently commanded. With over forty thousand sect value in hand, he could certainly afford to splurge a bit.

"Ding, congratulations host for obtaining one-tenth of Yan Shisan's cultivation!"

"Ding, congratulations host for obtaining Yan Shisan's profound technique, Fifteen Deadly Swords!"

"Ding...!"

After Wang Feng spoke, a series of cold system prompts rang out in his mind.

Wang Feng smiled with satisfaction - another burst of growth was coming. In this ten-draw set, besides obtaining Yan Shisan's Fifteen Deadly Swords, the rest were either Yan Shisan's cultivation or others' cultivation levels.

"System, impart the Fifteen Deadly Swords onto this host!" Wang Feng commanded without hesitation.

As his words fell, a vast and terrifying stream of memories flooded his mind - scenes of Yan Shisan cultivating the Thirteen Deadly Swords, and how he evolved them into fourteen and then fifteen variations.

After a long while, Wang Feng finally opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through them that tore through space. A sword-intent phantom flickered around his body.

"Truly worthy of being Yan Shisan!" Wang Feng let out a soft breath in admiration. After receiving Yan Shisan's Fifteen Deadly Swords, Wang Feng truly understood how obsessed Yan Shisan was with the sword.

Now Wang Feng possessed the sharp aura of a true sword master. After receiving the ultimate techniques of three sword masters, though Wang Feng might not have their terrifying sword dao cultivation, he had certainly become a sword master himself.

"Impart cultivation!" Wang Feng continued.

As his words fell, a terrifying power emerged from the void, surging into Wang Feng's body, causing his cultivation to rise again, instantly reaching peak Profound Sovereign realm.

"System, impart the remaining cultivation onto Ye Gucheng!" Wang Feng said with satisfaction at his surging cultivation.

This time his cultivation had reached the peak of Profound Sovereign using only a few portions of cultivation, leaving several more which Wang Feng chose to give to Ye Gucheng.

As Wang Feng's words fell, Ye Gucheng, who was in his pavilion comprehending Xi Men Chuixue and Yan Shisan's sword exchange, suddenly trembled. He hurriedly circulated his internal techniques, and after a moment, his cultivation also rose to the early Profound Sovereign realm.

"Ding, Ye Gucheng's cultivation has been raised to early Profound Sovereign realm!"

The cold prompt in his mind made Wang Feng nod with satisfaction. Now, all four great elders of his Divine Immortal Sect were Profound Sovereign experts!

Afterwards, Wang Feng didn't continue drawing but instead focused on consolidating and familiarizing himself with his surging cultivation. Too much was as bad as too little - rising too quickly could lead to unstable foundations.

....

While Wang Feng was improving his cultivation, outside the Fenglin Sect's main hall, Elder Lin, who had been dispatched by Marquis Changlin, stood respectfully, awaiting the Marquis's summons!

"Enter!"

A cold voice came from within the hall, making Elder Lin tremble. He straightened his robes and, with a solemn expression, entered the hall as if approaching a sacred place!

"Paying respects to the Marquis!"

Upon entering, Elder Lin didn't dare look directly at that imposing figure and immediately bowed deeply.

"What matter?"

"Our Fenglin Sect disciples discovered that in a valley, magnificent pavilions and towers suddenly appeared - it's the sanctuary of a sect called the Divine Immortal Sect. Notably, young master Yun Yi was last seen in that same valley!"

"However, when young master Yun Yi appeared, this unfamiliar Divine Immortal Sect wasn't yet in that valley!"

Hearing the Marquis's words, Elder Lin lowered his head even further, not daring to be negligent as he quickly reported.

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