Chapter 308: Chapter 274: Sword Dao’s 3,000 Volumes

The contents of the Dao Ancestor Inheritance Secret Realm, altered by the Black Bead, were merely Chu Huaixu’s conjecture for the time being.

He hadn’t quite figured out why, after touching this bead, the Dao Ancestor would “look” at him, as if sensing something.

The scenes before him should have been purely the personal memories of the Dao Ancestor, his past experiences.

“How the hell can there be an interaction segment?”

This left him momentarily confused about the nature of this Inheritance Secret Realm and the characteristics of the Black Bead, leaving him only to speculate wildly.

“Could this really be guidance spanning a thousand years?”

He inexplicably started to feel this way.

But many aspects still seemed somewhat unreasonable.

Chu Huaixu settled his mood and continued practicing swordsmanship.

In the following scenes, he intermittently witnessed the Dao Ancestor’s cheat-like life.

He continuously created successive content for the “Dao Scripture,” constantly learning various Swordsmanship and mastering Alchemy.

Upon entering the Realm of the Great Cultivator, he had already become an Alchemy Grandmaster.

In the Alchemy Realm, he was hailed as an unprecedented Alchemy genius.

“In the Fifth Realm, he could already refine Seventh Level Top Grade Spirit Pills,” Chu Huaixu noted.

“While I, in the Fifth Realm, could probably only refine Fifth Grade Spirit Pills with the medicine cauldron.”

So, it was clear where the problem lay.

It wasn’t the medicine cauldron’s limit, it was my own limit!

But realizing he hadn’t invested much experience points in Alchemy, he quickly found peace of mind.

Rather than doing everything by himself, it’s better to find someone to help with the work.

The medicine cauldron now is like a fully automatic Alchemy furnace, saving him effort and allowing him to focus his time and energy elsewhere.

“Let my level in Alchemy be what it is.”

Apart from that, Chu Huaixu noticed that the plump black cat the young Daoist bought also grew at a remarkable rate.

He occasionally fed the black cat various Spirit Pills and Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, continuously activating its bloodline.

Yet, for some reason, its hearing problem remained incurable, probably due to a bloodline defect.

The only thing that bored Chu Huaixu was that until now, the young Daoist hadn’t acquired a single Earth Level Technique.

But soon, he understood.

“I’ve been thinking in the wrong way.”

“I’ve always been thinking from the perspective of a Daoist disciple.”

“But in reality, the Dao Ancestor was initially just a Loose Cultivator.”

“An Earth Level Technique, for the Daoist Sect, is also considered a precious item.”

“For many Major Sects, Earth Level Techniques are regarded as supreme inheritance.”

“After all, throughout the entire Profound Yellow Realm, Celestial Level Techniques can be counted on one’s fingers.”

For a Loose Cultivator to acquire an Earth Level Swordsmanship, the difficulty is extremely high.

For most capable Sects, Earth Level Techniques are unspreadable secrets.

You won’t see Earth Level Techniques being sold at auction houses.

—— A true Supreme Treasure will not be circulated amongst the public!

Even if someone did bring an Earth Level Technique to an auction, it would most likely be directly claimed by a Major Sect, never making it to the auction floor!

It remains true: a good Technique is something a cultivator can use for life, still useful even when one’s cultivation is extremely high.

For instance, a Celestial Tier Technique in the Fifth Realm might only be of equivalent value to an Earth Level Technique.

“I really have stayed in wealthy places for too long.”

He couldn’t help but scold himself a few times for being out of touch!

Often, for a Loose Cultivator to succeed, one needs a certain level of fortune.

Opportunities and serendipities are the most needed for Loose Cultivators.

These may even be more important than talent.

“Of course, this has no effect on the Dao Ancestor’s combat power.”

“After all, I see him dueling at this stage without using Swordsmanship, relying entirely on normal attacks.”

“He’s conquering the world with ’normal attacks.’” He exclaimed as a gamer.

And yet, he truly had no equal in the same realm.

During the East Continent tournament, cultivators of the same realm all wanted to force Chu Huaixu to draw his sword.

Similarly, these cultivators also wanted to force the Dao Ancestor to use a Technique.

But in reality?

Is it that I didn’t want to draw my sword?

Is it that the Dao Ancestor didn’t want to use flashy Swordsmanship?

“Ah, no one knows our true feelings.”

“The hardships within, cannot be explained to outsiders.”

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The scene shifted again, and before Chu Huaixu appeared a steep peak.

It wasn’t very high, but extremely steep, resembling a long sword plunged into the earth when viewed from afar.

“Hey, isn’t this the Nameless Peak of the Sword Sect, the quiet place of retreat for generations of Sword Venerables?”

As a seasoned player, Chu Huaixu naturally recognized this place.

He often saw posts about this mountain on forums, where players would creatively draw the likeness of a sword using the mountain as a background.

On Nameless Peak, there was a small hut.

The young Daoist sat drinking tea with a middle-aged man.

This person was burly and looked quite heroic, his identity nearly obvious, most likely the Sword Venerable of this generation of the Sword Sect.

“Thanks to your aid, friend, otherwise our Sword Sect would have faced a catastrophe here.”

“Sword Venerable, you’re too kind,” replied the young Daoist with a smile.

He seemed to always treat others with warmth.

Yet within that warmth, there was a sense of composure and humility, which he showed to everyone alike.

Chu Huaixu was eating melon on the side, realizing he had come across a piece of melon not recorded in any classic books.

“I’ve never heard that the Dao Ancestor saved the Sword Sect from disaster.”

“It seems this must be a secret, perhaps they secretly helped resolve some great calamity.”

“Ordinary disciples are unaware, so it hasn’t been spread widely.”

He couldn’t now discern just how powerful the Dao Ancestor actually was.

“Friend, for your great kindness, how should our Sword Sect repay you?” This generation’s Sword Venerable seemed to be straightforward, actually asking directly.

Chu Huaixu listened on the side, roughly guessing what he might want.

It’s sure to be swordsmanship; otherwise, this scene would not play out.

But what he didn’t expect was, the Dao Ancestor really dared to ask.

“I’ve heard that in the Sword Sect’s Sword Pavilion, there are ten thousand scrolls of Yellow Level Swordsmanship, and over three thousand beyond that, called the ’Sword Dao Three Thousand.’

“Could I possibly be allowed to take a look at the pavilion?” he sincerely inquired.

This generation’s Sword Sect’s Sword Venerable looked at the young Daoist in front, surprisingly asking, “Such immense kindness, you merely just want to choose a few sword techniques from the pavilion?”

The young Daoist looked at him, a hint of surprise crossed his face, as if he didn’t expect him to understand in such a way, or perhaps it was a subtle refusal?

The two stared at each other for a moment before finally understanding each other.

—Oh dear, you aren’t just choosing, you want to see everything!

This is the foundation of our Sword Sect.

Even being the Sword Venerable, he couldn’t make such a decision, it was not allowed.

Yet he understood the weight of the other’s goodwill, causing him to become conflicted.

After pondering for a while, he carefully spoke, “Friend, according to sect rules, sword techniques above Profound Level are not to be transmitted externally, I hope you understand.”

“In fact, the so-called ’Sword Dao Three Thousand Scrolls,’ most are Profound Level Swordsmanship.”

“I can decide, friend may head to the Sword Pavilion for a look, with my Sword Venerable Token permitting entry once, for as long as you wish.”

Chu Huaixu understood the subtext.

The key point was, only one chance to enter.

Whatever you see, learn, relies entirely on your capability.

But it’s just this one opportunity.

This was indeed a substantial restriction.

A person’s energy is limited, entangled in the mortal, worldly affairs. It’s unlikely one would remain in the Sword Pavilion till entire content is read before coming out.

No matter how passionate one might be about swords, it wouldn’t be to such an extent.

One can dedicate a life to this endeavor, but can’t possibly do only this for a lifetime?

Moreover, there are precisely three thousand volumes of Sword Dao, too divergent in content.

Being overly greedy might instead lead one astray.

Beware of transforming from a sword devotee into a sword lunatic!

The most vital point is…

“I didn’t expect, friend, though not a Sword Cultivator, to have such interest in Sword Dao,” remarked the Sword Venerable marveling.

Indeed, you don’t cultivate Sword Dao!

The young Daoist merely smiled faintly, saying nothing.

Next, clutching the Sword Venerable Token, he successfully entered the Sword Pavilion.

A full three thousand jade scrolls aligned on this level.

Mostly Profound Level Lower Grade, seven-tenths were Profound Level Lower Grade.

Middle Grade comprised roughly two-and-a-half-tenths, Upper Grade a mere half-tenth.

But even just half-tenth still amounted to 150 pieces!

Chu Huaixu gazed at these jade scrolls, his head growing large.

“No way, no way!”

This comprehension 7 fool, staring puzzled at the young Daoist.

“Don’t mess with me!” he began to feel a bit nervous.

If he hadn’t mastered Fearless Sword Intent, he’d likely be scared now.

However, before this young Daoist began deeply contemplating Sword Dao, even he didn’t know ultimately how much was seen or learned.

Once again—the limits of human effort.

Yet, at the next moment…

Only to witness the Dao Ancestor with a waving hand, a blue mass of energy emerged from the black bead.

Such familiarity with this energy mass, as Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang first absorbed upon entering the Secret Realm.

It not only enhanced Chu Huaixu’s comprehension by 1 point, but allowed effortless entry into a state of self-forgetfulness, with highly focused attention, without feeling mentally weary.

He simply watched in awe as the young Daoist absorbed the entire blue energy mass!

“Damn! The scholar of scholars, secretly consuming stimulants before studying!”

Chu Huaixu had already anticipated the outcome…

Turns out, I’m to be trapped within this Sword Pavilion now!

But just then, a peculiar scene occurred.

Only to see the Dao Ancestor remove the black sword scabbard he was carrying, and gently touch the black bead.

Soon after, he turned to look at where Chu Huaixu stood, softly stating:

“Come, let’s try to finish viewing everything together.”

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