Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 73 - 66: Berserk Mode, Earth-shattering Transformation
In the silent courtyard, for a moment, it was eerily quiet, as if one could hear a pin drop, hushed and silent.
Dugu Nan paced slowly in the courtyard, his eyes sometimes flashing with killing intent, sometimes as calm as water, and Qi Yun sipped tea unhurriedly, detached from the situation.
Only Mo Shiyi trembled violently, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, yet he kept his head down and remained silent.
He knew well the temperament of the Sword Saint and was certain that he was contemplating his life and death at this moment.
A double-talent demon fiend is not as easily defined as Ye Xiaofan’s words suggest, let alone the world-shocking power of Heaven and Earth that Ye Xiaofan felt today.
Mo Shiyi regretted it deeply, he shouldn’t have been curious enough to run here and see things he shouldn’t have; now, he was like a ghost awaiting death judgment, filled with utmost fear.
However, after a while, Dugu Nan finally turned around, his gaze much softened.
"Shiyi, I’ve witnessed your skills. You’re not a simple disciple of the Divine Sword Sect; within the Divine Sword Sect, you are considered a terrifying existence."
At this moment, Dugu Nan seemed capable of seeing through people’s hearts, his gaze like a torch: "I not only know your abilities, I also understand your purpose in entering the Divine Sword Sect. Today I let you ascend the peak alone to tell you that if you associate with Fan’er, I hope you have a sincere heart."
After Dugu Nan finished speaking, Mo Shiyi slightly raised his head, his eyes full of shock.
Seeing this, Dugu Nan slightly lifted his sword-like gaze and continued: "You are truly an extraordinary individual, I hope your approach to Fan’er isn’t just purposeful. If you can bond with Fan’er, perhaps after my death, you can help him. Similarly, Fan’er’s unparalleled talent, if he grows in the future, can also fulfill your wishes."
Upon hearing these words, Mo Shiyi’s heart was tumultuous; he thought he had hidden himself well, yet Dugu Nan seemed to know everything.
"Senior...?" Mo Shiyi hesitated to speak.
Dugu Nan simply waved his hand and slowly sat down. When he looked up again, the sharpness of a swordsman was gone, replaced by a helpless master’s affection for his disciple.
"Shiyi, you are also someone with a bitter fate. Given the time we’ve spent together, you should have seen that Fan’er is a child of deep sentiment and righteousness. He is worthy of your deep friendship, and I am never wrong about people."
After saying this, Dugu Nan continued: "But this, precisely, is also his weakness. He is still just a prodigy in infancy, yet to see the brutal reality of the cultivation realm, which you have experienced more than him. I hope you can become his guiding brother in the future, help him grow, and this is also helping yourself. Without Fan’er, you can’t fulfill that wish."
"The senior’s advice makes me tremble with fear. How am I, Mo Shiyi, deserving enough to be Ye Shi’s guiding brother?" Mo Shiyi felt endless ripples in his heart.
Hearing this, Dugu Nan seemed filled with desolation, sighed, and said: "You don’t need to be modest. I am just a dying man who cannot help him forever. The cultivation realm is filled with blood and slaughter. You should cooperate and treat each other sincerely, completing each other. Just consider this a dying man’s request to you."
Boom!
After Dugu Nan finished speaking, Mo Shiyi trembled throughout, staring blankly at this ’old man’ before him.
He found it hard to believe that such words would come from the mouth of a First Generation Sword Saint.
At the same time, Mo Shiyi also understood that the Sword Saint was truly near the end of his life, or he would not have spoken so definitively.
Looking at Dugu Nan, Mo Shiyi felt a sense of tragic heroism and immediately bowed deeply to Dugu Nan out of a heartfelt respect.
This bow was out of respect for the First Generation Sword Saint and also out of awe and admiration for a master.
Dugu Nan watched Mo Shiyi, who did not rise after the deep bow, and nodded slightly. This gesture meant Mo Shiyi agreed.
"You may leave." Dugu Nan murmured.
"Yes." Mo Shiyi responded softly, bowed, retreated, and only turned to leave after exiting the courtyard.
Once away from the courtyard, Mo Shiyi realized that in the brief confrontation, his entire body was drenched in sweat, with not a single dry spot.
As he walked further, tilting his head slightly, Mo Shiyi felt relieved as if a great weight was lifted from his shoulders. Only at this moment did he suddenly realize that the Sword Saint, Dugu Nan, had not truly compromised due to nearing his end.
On the contrary, the Sword Saint used both emotion and reason. Had he shown even a slight hint of dissatisfaction, he likely would have lost his life by now.
"With such a master, what more could Brother Ye ask for?" Mo Shiyi sighed slightly, feeling envious of Ye Xiaofan.
However, Mo Shiyi had to admit that Dugu Nan’s words indeed brought about a great change within his heart.
Standing stationary for a long time, Mo Shiyi finally understood Dugu Nan’s painstaking efforts. While paving the way for his disciple, he also made Mo Shiyi see hope.
Immediately, Mo Shiyi once again bowed deeply towards the distant courtyard before taking off, swiftly descending the South Peak alongside the mountain range.
In the courtyard.
Dugu Nan and Qi Yun watched Mo Shiyi’s distant bow and finally released that trace of killing intent.
"Keeping this person around will be useful for Fan’er in the future. If I go before he does, Qi brother, I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on him. If he ever means harm to Fan’er, kill him!"
Qi Yun heard and did not respond, merely nodding slightly.
After speaking, the two simultaneously looked at Ye Xiaofan climbing the South Peak below, then exchanged glances.
"Brother Nan, it’s time." Qi Yun murmured, as if implying something.
Hearing this, Dugu Nan nodded again, looking once more at Ye Xiaofan below the peak.
By dusk that day.
Dugu Nan and Qi Yun brought Ye Xiaofan to the summit of the South Peak, where the three stood at the highest point, overlooking the entire Divine Sword Sect.
From there, they could see all the peaks of the Divine Sword Sect, where the Spirit Peaks rose, the Divine Peaks stood proudly, and the sect harbored hidden talents, deep as the Dragon Pool.
"Fan’er, do you see those seventy-two small peaks and thirty-six holy peaks?"
"The South Peak is barren; only there can it provide you with an endless supply of cultivation resources."
Dugu Nan gazed at the seventy-two small peaks and thirty-six holy peaks on the Divine Sword Peak, speaking earnestly.
There, they symbolize the unparalleled talents of the Divine Sword Sect, the birthplace of the Saint Heirs and Saintesses.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan slowly looked over; the seventy-two small peaks and thirty-six holy peaks, adorned in immortal fog and spiritual charm, stood proudly. On each holy peak, there resided a true world-shocking demon fiend.
They resembled thirty-six chaotic moons and seventy-two radiant stars, pressing down on every disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, leaving them breathless.
Dugu Nan quietly observed those Spirit Peaks, his voice resolute and undeniable: "As your master, I want you to traverse the seventy-two small peaks within three years and enter the thirty-six holy peaks. What I couldn’t achieve in my lifetime, you’ll make up for it in the future. If the day ever comes when I see you standing at the top of the Divine Sword Sect, ..."
Dugu Nan’s words abruptly stopped, and he turned to look at Ye Xiaofan, "Fan’Er, do you have confidence?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan’s blood surged with excitement. Having been in the Divine Sword Sect for half a year, he had long wanted Dugu Nan to personally teach him, but had always felt unqualified, so he had not spoken up.
"Master, this disciple will not let down your expectations. Within three years, I will traverse the Seventy-Two Peaks and enter the Thirty-Six Holy Peaks." Ye Xiaofan’s eyes blazed with battle intent, without a trace of fear.
No matter if they were unrivaled demon fiends or the Seventy-Two brilliant stars, or the Thirty-Six chaotic moons, he possessed a Heaven-Defying Martial Soul, with terrifying dual talents, confident to not be inferior, cutting stars and slashing moons, advancing boldly, why not?
"Good, you have the style I had back then, hahaha, hahahahaha." Dugu Nan laughed heartily, "From today on, I will personally guide your training, personally teach you the One Hundred and Eight Swords. The day you achieve great success in Sword Dao will be the day I impart the Dragon Emperor Sword Technique to you."
Finishing his words, Dugu Nan didn’t waste any more words and immediately stood with hands clasped behind his back, suddenly raising his eyes, stepping onto the South Peak.
"Rise!"
Boom!
Suddenly, Sword Qi crisscrossed the pinnacle of the South Peak, with endless Sword Intent climbing frantically, terrifying beyond compare.
Ye Xiaofan was simultaneously lifted by a mysterious force, slowly rising into the air along with Dugu Nan.
As master and disciple reached the void, Ye Xiaofan felt a flash before his eyes, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and the two seemed to be in a pitch-black space, unable to see their own hands.
But soon, two beams of sword light descended from the sky, enveloping the two.
Dugu Nan stood high above, while Ye Xiaofan looked up.
"This is the Sword Domain, within the Sword Domain, you are the master, standing in an invincible position," Dugu Nan explained to Ye Xiaofan.
The Sword Domain is a Sword Dao field developed by the Sword Saint himself. In this domain, the sky is the sword, and the sword is the sky.
After a brief introduction of the Sword Domain, Dugu Nan slightly raised his hand, and instantly, one hundred and seven Ancient Swords appeared out of thin air, suspended within the Sword Domain’s sky azure, each Ancient Sword exuding a soul-stirring terror sword force.
"On that day in Star Moon City, I taught you the Luoyu Sword and the Falling Feather Sword Technique. Today, I pass on to you the second sword, the Warehouse Cutting Sword and the Warehouse Cutting Sword Technique. Fan’Er, watch closely."
With those words, Sword Qi filled the sky, and with one sword, heaven and earth shook.
Before long, the entire Sword Domain was filled with skyrocketing Sword Qi, unrivaled Sword Intent, terrifying beyond imagination.
Ye Xiaofan stared intently at the sword techniques, simultaneously memorizing the essentials of the Sword Technique. Dugu Nan’s sword techniques seemed to undergo extreme evolution within his pupils.
After the Sword Technique practice was complete, Ye Xiaofan was completely amazed. Compared to the Grass Cutting Sword Technique and Falling Feather Sword Technique, the Warehouse Cutting Sword Technique was on another level entirely.
As Dugu Nan finished his demonstration, he swung his large hand, and the Warehouse Cutting Sword came whistling, stopping just an inch from Ye Xiaofan’s forehead with a clang.
Feeling the bursts of terrifying chill and Sword Qi emanating from the Warehouse Cutting Sword, Ye Xiaofan was greatly shocked. Just from watching the Sword Saint demonstrate once, he had gained immensely.
In the time that followed, under Dugu Nan’s personal guidance day and night, Ye Xiaofan entered a frenzied mode.
In the morning, he meditated in the Spirit Transformation Array, receiving the baptism of countless Spirit Stones.
In the afternoon, he studied the Killing Array, enhancing his combat power.
At night, he practiced Sword Techniques intensely, his daily schedule meticulously arranged.
Dugu Nan almost never left his side, with the disciple practicing sword, the master guiding and solving doubts, as time astonishingly passed, similar scenes could be seen almost every night.
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"Having a sword is better than not having one, and not having a sword is better than having one. When I hold a sword, it sweeps through thousands. When I don’t, I am the sword...."
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"Sword Intent connects, heart and sword as one, wield the sword with the heart, not the hand. When the sword rises, it moves with the heart...."
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"The chill glints an inch, the sword travels the Nine States, twists and turns, the real and imaginary sword is one, a single sword’s cold light illuminates the nine heavens...."
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"Fan’Er, remember, once the sword is drawn, it kills. All Sword Techniques under heaven are killing techniques, directly targeting the vital points. The sword strikes at unconventional angles, adversaries won’t duel fairly with you. Either he dies or you perish, with my Sword Techniques, once the sword is drawn, there is no regret...."
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"This sword, watch closely...."
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Time slowly flowed by.
At the South Peak summit, every dawn, Spirit Stones piled like mountains. Every sunset, the Killing Array enveloped. Every night, Sword Qi roared like dragons.
And Ye Xiaofan did not disappoint Dugu Nan. The ancient swords by his side increased from the initial two, gradually to three, five, seven....
Under the night sky, within the sea of grass, Sword Qi grew ever more terrifying. As time passed, whenever Ye Xiaofan executed a Sword Technique, ancient swords always accompanied him, harmonizing with the Sword Technique, flying in unison.
His insight into Sword Dao rapidly improved, his understanding of Array Dao surged madly, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds, sometimes even Qi Yun and Dugu Nan were shocked.
In the blink of an eye, five months swiftly passed by.
The ancient swords accompanying Ye Xiaofan increased from the initial two to sixteen.
The sixteen Sword Techniques reached the peak, breaking shackles, then rebuilding, with such rapid cultivation speed that even Dugu Nan was astounded.
On this day, five months later,
Ye Xiaofan stood once more at the highest point of the South Peak, quietly overlooking the entire Divine Sword Sect, his eyes as calm as still water.
After five months of intense cultivation, he seemed to have undergone a remarkable transformation, his temperament completely changed.
Just standing there, he was like a sharp sword, a slumbering dragon. Once awakened, he would shake the heavens and earth, unfathomable.
