Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 209 - 170: 6 Years Later: The Sorrow of Parting! [Seeking Recommendation Tickets!]
Chapter 209: Chapter 170: 6 Years Later: The Sorrow of Parting! [Seeking Recommendation Tickets!]
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye.
It has been six years since the passing of Masters Bu and Nie, and the slumber of Grandmaster Qin Feng.
On this day.
Pengshan City.
Yangg Xiong arrived at the Ten Thousand Scroll Cave with a tall and slender middle-aged man, his face lit with joy.
The middle-aged man wore a joyful expression as well, but the curiosity in his gaze far outweighed his delight.
The Ten Thousand Scroll Cave was a sect’s restricted area, accessible at will only to the Sect Master. Many disciples didn’t even know of its existence.
Among the elders, however, rumors spread that the cave was not only filled with a plethora of secret manuals but also served as the secluded cultivation site for the sect’s Great Grandmasters.
But rumors were, after all, just rumors, lacking any proof.
"Later, when we go in, don’t let yourself get too startled." Yangg Xiong, in fine spirits, even took the time to tease the middle-aged man.
"Startled?"
The middle-aged man’s curiosity deepened, and he couldn’t help but ask, "Master, could it be that there are many Great Grandmasters in the cave?"
Yangg Xiong chuckled and shook his head, "You’ll find out when we go in."
As they continued their journey inward.
The view suddenly opened up to an expanse.
The middle-aged man, following behind Yangg Xiong, glanced up and immediately noticed someone reclining casually in a rattan chair amidst the rows of bookshelves, flipping through an unknown book.
As soon as they stepped in.
The person placed the book aside, stood up, and smiled warmly at the middle-aged man. "Brother Qingshan, long time no see."
"..."
Seeing this person, the middle-aged man stared with wide eyes, frozen in place.
...
"I never imagined that Junior Brother turned out to be none other than the famed ’Gentleman Sword’ Chen Jichuan from over thirty years ago!"
Inside the Ten Thousand Scroll Cave.
Li Qingshan, after listening to Yangg Xiong’s explanation, couldn’t help but exclaim with astonishment.
Looking at the ’Wang Shan’ before him, his heart surged with overwhelming thoughts.
This was truly an earth-shattering revelation.
Over thirty years ago.
Li Qingshan, still a young man and then a Blood Clothes Army Commander, certainly knew of the renowned and illustrious ’Gentleman Sword’ in the Jianghu. He also knew that during the battle at Iron Arm Monkey Mountain, this ’Gentleman Sword’ had broken through mid-fight, ascending to Great Grandmaster. Moreover, his actions provoked the demon beasts of Qinling, decimating the elite forces of both the Five Cloud Sect and Spring Silkworm Sect stationed at Iron Arm Monkey Mountain.
As a result, Taixu Sword Sect bore the blame and inadvertently reaped the benefits.
Only after that moment.
The figure of the ’Gentleman Sword’ seemed to vanish without a trace, with no further news of him ever arising.
But how could Li Qingshan have imagined that this once-legendary ’Gentleman Sword’ was none other than his low-profile Junior Brother, ’Wang Shan,’ within the sect?
"Junior Brother Wang Shan was only in his thirties back then, wasn’t he?"
"Hiss!"
"A Great Grandmaster of the Core Formation realm in their thirties!"
Li Qingshan finally reacted, taking a sharp breath of cold air.
At last, he understood why the sect took such pains to hide Wang Shan’s true identity.
A Great Grandmaster of such youth, once discovered by the Five Cloud Sect or the Spring Silkworm Sect, would be targeted at all costs, bringing forth endless calamities.
In comparison to that.
He had only broken through to the Void Realm at the age of eighty-six, which seemed utterly insignificant.
"In the pursuit of the Dao, timing varies; it’s hardly worth mentioning."
"Now that Brother has entered the Void Realm, you’ll need to bear more responsibility for the sect’s affairs in the future."
Chen Jichuan said with a smile.
Indeed, the news of Li Qingshan’s breakthrough genuinely delighted Chen Jichuan.
This senior brother had always cultivated alone, pondering and progressing through his own efforts. Practicing spear techniques, he had formed his own heritage within the Taixu Sword Sect.
Chen Jichuan, recognizing his potential and autonomy, had chosen to observe silently from behind, offering neither guidance nor interference.
Unlike his hands-on mentorship of Wang Yan.
For Li Qingshan, Chen Jichuan had taken a completely hands-off approach.
Yet the latter had unexpectedly given him a profoundly pleasant surprise.
"Qingshan."
"By the sect’s timeline, you are indeed Senior Brother to Wang Shan, but your breakthrough into the Void Realm owes much to his quiet support over the years. The ’Red Fruit Wine’ you’ve consumed, along with the various spear technique manuals you’ve accessed, all came from Wang Shan’s efforts."
Yangg Xiong, while aware that his son-in-law wasn’t the arrogant type, still offered this reminder to forestall any potential pride now that Li Qingshan had entered the Void Realm or any disrespect due to Wang Shan’s status as his Junior Brother.
"This—"
Hearing this, Li Qingshan’s expression softened in emotion. He quickly bowed toward Chen Jichuan, saying, "Thank you, Junior Brother."
Over the years, the torrent of Red Fruit Wine from the sect and free access to various spear technique manuals had seemed like standard sect resources to Li Qingshan.
Who would have guessed that all of it stemmed from the behind-the-scenes efforts of this Junior Brother?
Gratitude welled up in his heart.
"No need to thank me, Brother."
"When I first achieved advancement in Transforming Strength, you gifted me a copy of the ’Tiger Form Divine Technique,’ which benefited me profoundly. I never had the chance to thank you in person."
Chen Jichuan hurriedly helped Li Qingshan to his feet.
...
Both Chen Jichuan and Li Qingshan were mild-mannered and easygoing by nature, making it easy for them to get along.
Adding to this was the fact that, aside from the slumbering Qin Feng Grandmaster, there were only two Void Realm Great Grandmasters in the entire Taixu Sword Sect: Chen Jichuan and Li Qingshan. Naturally, their bond deepened further.
After some friendly exchanges.
Just like Grandmaster Qin Feng and the other two elders had done for him in the past, Chen Jichuan now explained the differences between the Void Realm and the God Realm to Li Qingshan, describing the broader situation of higher powers within and beyond Yuezhou.
He also led Li Qingshan to the depths of the Ten Thousand Scroll Cave, introducing the origins and utility of the ’Taixu Ten Swords’ stele.
Though Li Qingshan practiced spear techniques, he possessed remarkable comprehension skills. From these steles, he gained significant insights, incorporating the essence of swordsmanship into his spear techniques to enrich and refine them.
It all seemed like a cycle repeating itself.
Years ago, Chen Jichuan had been in Li Qingshan’s shoes, listening to Grandmaster Qin Feng and the other two elders recount one sect secret after another.
In the blink of an eye, thirty-some years had passed.
Now it was his turn to impart knowledge to Li Qingshan.
The relentless passage of time aged them all.
Over the years, they had ceased to be young men.
Take Li Qingshan, for example. In his youth, he was a paragon among the younger generation of Pengshan County, earning the moniker ’Poison Dragon.’ When Chen Jichuan first entered the Taixu Sword Sect, even the reputation of Sect Master Yangg Xiong paled in comparison to the name of ’Poison Dragon’ Li Qingshan. frёewebnoѵēl.com
But now, the once-renowned ’Poison Dragon’ was eighty-six years old, long retired from the view of the Taixu Sword Sect’s younger disciples and quietly ascended to Void Realm Great Grandmaster.
A stark transformation.
Similarly, Wang Yan, now sixty-six, had also become one of the older generation.
Each age sees new talents rise, with every generation replacing the last.
Yangg Xiong, Wang Ji, and their peers aged and faded away.
Li Qingshan, Wang Yan, and their cohort rose to the forefront as pillars of strength.
Meanwhile, the next generation was growing robustly, with countless up-and-coming talents emerging. The era where Li Qingshan, Chen Jichuan, and Wang Yan dominated for a decade each had passed.
Spring blooms in full splendor, vibrant and dazzling.
...
In the still of night.
After seeing off Li Qingshan, Chen Jichuan opened the ’Immortal Record’ panel—
Name: Chen Jichuan [Fourth Incarnation]
Age: 73 (46/300)
Immortal-order: 1
Official Position: None
Cultivation: Qi Refining Third Layer; Core Formation Second Layer; Night Travel Second Layer
Level: 13
Talent: Creation·Insight; Creation·Derivation
Cultivation Techniques: "Sword Map" (Thirteenth Layer) [Deriving: 17.79%]; "Five Forms Eight Techniques Fist" (Twelfth Layer); "Taiyin Refining Body Technique" (Twelfth Layer); "Primordial Skill" (Thirteenth Layer); "Corpse Control Technique" (Thirteenth Layer)
Techniques:
Low-level: Omitted
Mid-level: Wind Thunder Wings [Deriving: 1.55%], Transformation Technique, Four-character Poem Sword, Protective Sword Shield, Catkins Body Method, Concealing Technique, Crystal Shadow Refraction Technique, Golden Bell Shield Skill, Mystical Gate Skill, Pure Yang True Fire, Paper Cutting into Soldiers Skill, Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers Skill, Splashed Ink and Striped Cloth Sword Technique, Seven-stringed Immortal Surprising Sword Technique, Ailao Mountain Thirty-Six Swords, Cooking Rice and Meat Spell, Plow Head Curse, Evil Absorption Technique, Taishan Eighteen Steps, Soft Cloud Swordsmanship, Circular Light Skill, Hidden Body Technique, Corpse Control Technique, Four-Nine Tribulation Sword, Wind God Sword, Cloud-clearing Sword, Heavenly Frost Sword, ... (abbreviated)
Magical Treasures: Omitted
Skills: Alchemy (First-order); Artifact Refining (Master Crafter)
Immortal Salary: 100
Source Power: 1886042
...
By now, fifty-five years had passed since he entered the Qinling World, with twenty-eight of those years dedicated to cultivation.
Thanks to the experience of his prior lives.
And with the Dao Fruits of Wuk Yuanzi, Qing Songzi, and other Qi Refining Immortal Masters, along with his own ’Jade Spring Dao Fruit.’
His cultivation progress in this life had been remarkably smooth, like a boat sailing with the current.
Qi Refining Third Layer.
Core Formation Second Layer.
Night Travel Second Layer.
With this level of cultivation, paired with his extensive range of mid-level techniques, along with thirteen refined corpses, forty-nine paper soldiers, and the Five Ghosts Yin Soldiers he had nurtured for over forty years—
If he unleashed his full strength.
Even a mid-stage Void Realm Great Grandmaster, equivalent to the Qi Refining Fifth Layer, might not be able to prevail against him in the Seven States of Central Earth.
With enough time to set up an array, even late-stage Void Realm cultivators might fall to defeat.
This level of strength was already on par with Grandmaster Qin Feng.
But Chen Jichuan’s ambitions stretched far beyond—
"I’ve fully grasped the essence of the Taixu inscriptions; there’s nothing more to gain here."
"Li Qingshan has also achieved the Void Realm."
"It’s time to head to sea."
The stele inscriptions of the ’Taixu Ten Swords’ in the Ten Thousand Scroll Cave had already brought him tremendous enlightenment, which only heightened his anticipation for the original inscriptions.
The Sword Ancestor’s legacy greatly aided his cultivation of the ’Sword Map.’
While he couldn’t regain the stele inscriptions from Huangtian City, the Xingyi Sect, and other factions at the moment, he could begin his collection efforts overseas.
The time was ripe; not only would it offer him a change of scenery but also an opportunity to explore other regions of this world and expand his horizons.
It was a plan he had formulated long ago.
Now that he had fully comprehended the local Taixu inscriptions and Li Qingshan had entered the Void Realm.
With no further gains to be made in Pengshan County and no lingering concerns to tie him down, the time for his seaward journey had arrived.
...
The next day.
Chen Jichuan visited his master, Wang Ji.
"You’re planning to go to sea?"
Wang Ji and his wife stared at Chen Jichuan in surprise.
Mrs. Wang, now well over a hundred, appeared no different than three or four decades ago, all thanks to her Innate cultivation and decades of consuming Red Fruit Wine.
She furrowed her brow and voiced her concern, "The seas are nothing like the land—its great waves are perilous. A single storm could capsize a ship and claim even a Grandmaster’s life. Isn’t the vast Central Earth Seven States enough for you? Why must you venture out to sea?"
It seemed that age had softened her disposition.
Even though her appearance hadn’t changed, Mrs. Wang could no longer easily endure the thought of separation.
Hearing Chen Jichuan’s plan to go to sea filled her heart with unease.
Wang Ji, his hair white, didn’t try to dissuade Chen Jichuan; instead, he asked, "When will you return from the sea, and have you thought of how to arrange matters for Little Yan? Will you take her with you, or leave her here in Pengshan County?"
Wang Ji understood well the caliber of his disciple, who had achieved the Void Realm at a young age, so he was not worried about Chen Jichuan’s safety at sea.
But when he thought of Wang Yan.
His heart sank.
His simple-minded granddaughter had devoted decades to this equally simple-minded disciple, forfeiting the prime years of her life.
Until today, the name ’Lightning Sword’ shone brightly, but in following this Junior Master Uncle of hers, she remained without a proper status, fueling countless rumors.
Over the years, Wang Ji had worried himself sick over his one and only granddaughter.
Now, hearing that Chen Jichuan planned to go to sea, he couldn’t help but bring up the subject yet again.
"Your master speaks rightly."
"Although I know you always have your mind made up and won’t change it, even if you’ve resolved to go to sea, you must settle the matter of Little Yan. Your master and I are already halfway buried into the ground; we can’t wait much longer."
Mrs. Wang gripped Chen Jichuan’s hand, her tone earnest and laced with affection.
"I’ll go and ask Little Yan shortly."
"If she’s willing, it would be best for her to come with me. I could guide her regularly, perhaps even help her break into the Void Realm."
"But if I take her away with me, there will be no one left to care for Master and Mistress—"
Chen Jichuan tried to explain his thoughts to his elders.
But before he could finish.
Mrs. Wang cut him off, "We don’t need anyone to look after us. Take Little Yan with you."
"Exactly."
"Your mistress and I have both reached the Innate realm; we’re perfectly capable of tending to ourselves!"
Wang Ji chimed in, casting Chen Jichuan an irritated glance.
Chen Jichuan had no choice but to nod and agree.
Still, Wang Ji and his wife clung to him tightly, their concern and care evident in every word as they repeated their reminders and farewells, reluctant to let him go.
...
Under the night sky.
Walking along the empty streets, Chen Jichuan found himself lost in thought.
Before he knew it, he had arrived at his residence. The courtyard lights had not been extinguished yet, and someone was still practicing swordsmanship within.
Chen Jichuan shook his head and sighed deeply in his heart.
Pushing open the gate, he stepped inside.
...
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