The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 254 - 221: The Dao of the Dao Ancestor

Beside the Cold Pool, Li Chunsong stared at the scene before him, momentarily stunned.

His face showed a look of helpless amusement.

"So, he is the ’key’ to the Daoist Ancestor Inheritance?" the Sixth Elder couldn’t help but exclaim.

The restriction left by the Dao Ancestor, even the high-ranking members of the Daoist Sect couldn’t possibly break it by force.

Yet this kid is fine, relying on the power of the "Dao Scripture" within him, he can come and go freely, unobstructed!

It’s as if the Dao Ancestor himself affirmed it — this kid is my disciple and successor.

Thinking of this, Li Chunsong couldn’t help but puff out his chest, feeling delighted and wanting to hum softly.

"In a thousand years, the only one to master the "Dao Scripture", who could be called the successor of the Dao Ancestor, is Chu Huaixu, no... is me! I brought him up the mountain!"

"Without Li Chunsong, the Dao Scripture inheritance would be severed from the Daoist Sect!"

"This is a lineage of cultivation techniques that could be lost for a thousand years."

"My achievements will last through the ages!"

Thus, Chu Huaixu’s "fly mount" flew back into the grand hall of Wenda Peak with majestic confidence.

People saw his expression and were somewhat puzzled.

Clearly, they were just chatting earlier, without using Divine Sense to follow.

When Han Shuangjiang entered the Daoist Ancestor Secret Realm, there was an energy fluctuation spreading throughout the Daoist Sect, which they immediately perceived.

But with Chu Huaixu having the "key", it was as if returning home, naturally silent and undetected.

Jiang Zhi saw Li Chunsong’s composure again, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

Previously, this old guy brought the wrong person down the mountain, and as his Junior Martial Uncle, he had scolded him often and even dragged him into his Sword Domain for harsh training.

Now, Chu Huaixu, this variable, turned out to be a chance for salvation, no wonder this old guy was so pleased with himself?

But this was undoubtedly indirectly slapping Jiang Zhi’s face.

"Speak, what did Chu Huaixu do again!" His old face turned stern, even if his Wisdom Pearl always fell to the ground, he could now guess it must be related to Chu Huaixu.

As a result, Li Chunsong shocked everyone with his words.

"He seems to come and go freely in the Daoist Ancestor Inheritance Secret Realm!"

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Inside the Daoist Ancestor Inheritance Secret Realm, Han Shuangjiang sat cross-legged, regulating her internal breath.

This was her thirteenth day here.

Even she didn’t expect to enter the Secret Realm so unexplainably.

"Could it be, as Chu Huaixu said, I truly have immense fortune?" she pondered with some confusion.

Previously, Han Shuangjiang was merely passing by the Cold Pool.

By this time, she had been apart from Chu Huaixu for more than a month.

The two adjacent bamboo cottages now housed only her.

It felt as if she had returned to the past, to that rainy night at the foot of Wumeng Mountain, before she met the young man who came rushing through the rain with an oil-paper umbrella.

Before meeting him, Han Shuangjiang lived a wandering life, but she didn’t think much of it.

Eating alone, traveling alone, striving to protect herself in whatever way she could.

She didn’t feel lonely or isolated.

Not unless she had experienced the world’s most vibrant bustle.

Without Chu Huaixu, she routinely awoke early to make breakfast, but would often get distracted, ending up putting too much rice in the porridge.

Habits are a frightening thing.

Especially the habits others bring to you.

Because every habit reminds you — makes you think of him.

But with the "big eater" of the house gone, how could she possibly finish all the porridge by herself?

The little housekeeper couldn’t stand waste, whether the household was wealthy was irrelevant to her values.

So she drank porridge in the morning, at noon, and at night.

Thinking of him while making porridge, thinking of him while drinking it, cursing him when she couldn’t drink more or grew tired of it.

Han Shuangjiang began cultivating alone, suddenly without a reference point.

Her competitive nature made her constantly think, "What Realm is Chu Huaixu at now?"

"He’s safely returned from the Origin Spirit Realm, he shouldn’t be stuck, right?"

Many times, she felt her world had become much quieter, perhaps too quiet, even though she never liked crowds before.

The dead fox always had a mischievous grin and loved to blabber nonsense, and each time the Body Refiner did something or sparred with others, the noise would be tremendous.

If Xiaoxu were also home, the place would be even more lively, with screams from cultivation echoing from time to time.

Han Shuangjiang understood now why the sisters at Hongxiu Restaurant would lose their appetite for a favored patron.

Because when you can’t see him, every moment of absentmindedness and distraction is the closest intimacy you can achieve from afar.

Fortunately, the Big Ice Cube, having acquired the "Borrowed Sword" female protagonist script, wouldn’t neglect important matters due to longing.

"If he’s refining the Profound Yellow Origin Fragments, I should at least work harder in my cultivation, shouldn’t I? I can’t lag far behind."

Dao companions are companions who walk together on the path of cultivation.

— Strive in your Dao, and the same wind will carry a thousand miles.

In this manner, this Profound Yin Body broke through another five minor Realms, reaching the Second Realm Great Perfection during this time.

For both Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang, the Cold Pool on Medicine Mountain was a special place.

Because in this Cold Pool Secret Realm, they had their first intimate encounter.

It was also their first time overcoming a hurdle together.

As Han Shuangjiang passed by, she inexplicably walked over, casually choosing a stone at the edge of the Cold Pool to sit on.

The moment her plump, full hips barely touched the stone, not even settled in, her entire seat was hardly compressed, she was instantly sucked into the World in Stone!

Han Shuangjiang felt a momentary blur obstruct her vision, nothing was visible, only chaos.

When her sight returned, she was as if struck by lightning, engulfed in endless astonishment!

For in front of her, was a massive stone wall.

There is only one large character on the stone wall.

——Dao!

She took just one glance and felt her sea of consciousness tremble!

At that moment, Han Shuangjiang instinctively wanted to look away.

It’s like someone looking directly at the blazing sun; after feeling the sting in their eyes, the natural reaction is to avert their gaze.

Yet, for some reason, she couldn’t avoid it!

This "Dao" character seemed to possess boundless magic.

Her gaze was locked in, and she could only stare at this character!

The tumult in her sea of consciousness began to intensify.

Although only seven or eight seconds passed, Han Shuangjiang felt as though nearly half an hour had gone by!

Cold sweat began to emerge on her body, as she struggled to keep her consciousness from becoming blurry.

She exerted all her spiritual power, even invoking the Reincarnation Sword Intent, forcing herself into the Celestial Human State, but it was to no avail.

The only thing sustaining her was the stubbornness rooted deep in her bones.

This was a struggle of willpower!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths....

At first, she only felt the tremors in her sea of consciousness, but later she felt it begin to collapse!

The "Dao" character before her eyes started to appear with double images.

Her body began to tremble involuntarily, her slender legs slightly quivering, her whole body becoming cold.

The endless dizziness made her head feel heavy, her eyelids were heavy.

Yet she still tried to persist and kept seeking a method.

Upon entering the Celestial Human State, her emotions were almost as still as an ancient well, which helped her maintain her calm at all times.

Unfortunately, what mysterious means could a mere cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Second Realm have?

She tried every possible way, but couldn’t find a solution.

Her consciousness began to blur, relying solely on her tenacious willpower.

Han Shuangjiang’s sea of consciousness had already collapsed by half, teetering on the brink of collapse.

Yet she remained calm, still fighting stubbornly.

She knew very well that if she lost focus at this time, she would either die or go mad!

Time passed, and eighty-one breaths went by.

Han Shuangjiang doubted she could avoid falling into death at any moment!

This feeling of torment was like enduring extreme punishment on the level of consciousness!

Boom——!

Everything suddenly receded like a tide, and Han Shuangjiang gave a jolt, as if awakening suddenly.

She once again lifted her eyes to look at the "Dao" character on the stone wall, no longer affected in any way.

And the power of Divine Sense within her sea of consciousness began to become more solidified and grew significantly stronger!

Her entire sea of consciousness became more and more fortified, much stronger than before!

"What is this?" Han Shuangjiang was somewhat clueless.

But the gains were undoubtedly immense!

Beneath the massive "Dao" character, a stone gate opened.

After taking a deep breath, Han Shuangjiang resolutely stepped forward.

If this "Dao" character was the first level, she had only broken through two levels in these thirteen days.

Now the Big Ice Cube was stuck in the third level.

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At this moment, Chu Huaixu also entered the Secret Realm.

Almost immediately, the system notification sounded in his ears.

Listening to the content, he found it somewhat amusing.

"[Ding! You have entered the single-player instance—Daoist Ancestor Inheritance!]"

Chu Huaixu thought it was funny, had he forced himself into a single-player instance?

After a moment of visual chaos, he stood in the exact spot where Han Shuangjiang previously stood, not deviating in the slightest!

He stood in front of the stone wall, directly facing the massive "Dao" character.

As his vision restored, the character immediately appeared before his eyes!

His gaze focused, but the sea of consciousness guarded by the Heart Sword and a wisp of Power of Origin felt no discomfort.

However, just as he prepared to look around, he discovered he couldn’t move his gaze away at all.

Chu Huaixu’s eyes had to stare intently at the "Dao" character on the stone wall!

"Hmm?" He hadn’t expected it to be like this upon entry.

He continued looking at the "Dao" character with a puzzled expression.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Only eighty-one breaths, that short amount of time, passed quickly.

Chu Huaixu, feeling no discomfort, found his gaze could now move normally.

Immediately following, he felt his sea of consciousness becoming even more solidified, with his power of Divine Sense also significantly strengthened!

"Hmm? What’s going on here?"

No challenge at all, just pure rewards, huh?!

"The Dao Ancestor truly is generous."

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