The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 313 - 279: The True Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root

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Chapter 313: Chapter 279: The True Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root

If only Chu Huaixu thought the Bronze Sword was ugly, it might be because he was wearing tinted glasses.

After all, the encounter at Hidden Spirit Mountain was unpleasant.

But if everyone thinks it’s ugly, then it’s not an individual aesthetic issue.

Then it is truly ugly.

Currently, Chu Huaixu’s impression of the Dao Ancestor is that he always thought he was a very gentle person, but unexpectedly, he also showed some disdain for this sword.

"But come to think of it, only he in the Profound Yellow Realm can suppress this sword."

"To a Sword Cultivator, a sword is the best ’fashion accessory,’ the perfect decoration."

"But for the Dao Ancestor, he has to always carry such an ugly sword with him."

This would make anyone a bit reluctant.

Chu Huaixu originally thought a gentle breeze would blow through now, and then the surrounding images would dissipate, and he would see the ’next episode.’

To his slight surprise, the whole small world suddenly froze again.

"No way, don’t tell me I have to borrow a sword again, and this time the target is this Bronze Sword?" He froze for a moment.

But the sword has already been sealed, how to borrow it?

Is it necessary to break the restriction?

Unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor suddenly took out a black sword scabbard from his Storage Magical Treasure.

Then, he placed the black bead from the sword scabbard in the palm of his hand.

In the next moment, he slightly turned his head, looking in Chu Huaixu’s direction.

Even though the dead fox still couldn’t see the Dao Ancestor’s expression, couldn’t remember his features, he felt that at this moment, his face probably bore a bit of a smile again.

Sure enough, he heard the Dao Ancestor chuckle softly and then say gently:

"This sword is so ugly, you probably don’t like it, do you?"

Chu Huaixu’s face immediately revealed a look of intense disdain.

The ultimate humiliation from Hidden Spirit Mountain was still fresh in his memory.

But this was their first serious ’communication.’

So, before replying, Chu Huaixu, as a true disciple of Junzi Temple, first politely made a disciple salute.

Then, he honestly answered:

"It’s hideous, who would like it."

Unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor’s next words left him feeling as if struck by lightning, not knowing if he was overthinking it again.

The Dao Ancestor said:

"Alright, then it won’t be left for you."

...

...

What does that mean!?

Chu Huaixu’s heart shook violently.

However, at this moment, a gentle breeze suddenly came through.

Everything around him began to dissipate completely.

Chu Huaixu once again fell into endless darkness.

He stood there in a daze, motionless.

His brows were furrowed, his expression somewhat indecisive.

He felt that since entering this Inheritance Secret Realm, the Dao Ancestor was giving him big surprises every now and then!

Chu Huaixu began to doubt whether the scenes he witnessed were truly illusory?

Or was it all indeed illusory, but some parts weren’t?

He initially suspected this place had a trace of Divine Thought left by the Dao Ancestor.

It’s similar to the residual soul Emperor Monarch obtained by Qin Xuexiao at the Emperor’s Pool.

It was due to the trace of Divine Thought left by the Dao Ancestor that the previous scenes occurred.

But now it seems, maybe not.

He even had an illusion.

As if through this black bead, he was genuinely communicating with the Dao Ancestor from a thousand years ago, transcending the river of time?

"Or did he use the black bead to perform divination across a millennium?"

Meanwhile, he couldn’t help but recall after entering Junzi Temple, the Daoist Ancestor’s Seal of ’Huaixu,’ and the accompanying words.

Adding these together, made everything feel increasingly unusual.

When images appeared in front of him again, Chu Huaixu saw the extremely familiar buildings.

"So, it’s back at Junzi Temple."

However, the young Daoist now was no longer the ordinary little Daoist in the temple.

He was already famous across the land, and within such a short time, seemed to have an aura as the strongest in the world!

This made the current Junzi Temple seem no longer like an ordinary Daoist temple.

The Dao Ancestor was sitting on the roof of the main hall, cross-legged in meditation.

The Daoists passing by the main hall would stop and look up at him for a moment.

Chu Huaixu stood under the main hall watching, vaguely hearing the Dao Ancestor gently say two words.

"Rise sword."

The next moment, all the Black Wood Swords of the Daoists in the Junzi Temple were unsheathed, suspended in the sky.

Chu Huaixu counted them and found there were thirty-three.

The Daoists whose swords were borrowed gathered outside the main hall, all looking at the young Daoist sitting on the roof with astonished faces.

"What’s happening?"

"Shh! He seems to be in enlightenment, don’t disturb him."

"We should just watch quietly."

Everyone was somewhat puzzled.

But Chu Huaixu was feeling quite overwhelmed.

He understood very well what the current setup meant!

Vaguely, he again heard the Dao Ancestor gently say two words.

"Rise sword."

In the next moment, dozens of streams of light streaked through the air.

The Black Wood Swords of the Junzi Temple were generally ordinary Wooden Swords.

But what currently appeared were Spirit Swords.

Dozens of Spirit Swords, varying in grade, all suspended beside the Black Wood Swords.

Watching this scene, Chu Huaixu had some speculation in his heart.

"The scope of ’Rise sword’ is expanding."

"First in Junzi Temple, then beginning to spread outward."

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It is said that on the day the Dao Ancestor created the [Ten Thousand Swords Unite], swords from hundreds of miles around gathered.

For a moment, this situation shocked everyone within a hundred miles.

One spread to ten, ten to a hundred, a hundred to a thousand, a thousand to ten thousand...

Before long, the divine technique [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root], became famous throughout the world.

At this moment, Chu Huaixu noticed that his [Sword Heart] progress bar was rising slightly.

"Huh?"

"Watching the Dao Ancestor’s enlightenment, can it actually help me understand my Sword Heart?"

This made him feel even more that the attributes of his Sword Heart might indeed be somewhat mystical.

He imitated the Dao Ancestor’s Borrowed Sword, and his Sword Heart cohesion progress bar would always increase.

Now, watching the Dao Ancestor perform [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root], the Sword Heart cohesion progress bar also rises...

It indicates that his Sword Heart is definitely related to the two.

Currently, the progress bar has reached 92%!

"Perhaps today it will succeed!" He felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Chu Huaixu was well aware that since this instance was called [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root], the scene before his eyes might be the conclusion of the instance.

If it doesn’t succeed now, he’ll have to rely on experience points to level up.

Moreover, he felt something genuinely mystical at that moment.

In the past, he always relied on experience points for leveling up; this journey was all about self-realization.

This made him think: "In the past, using experience points to level up felt more like ’I’ was locked in a small black room where time stopped flowing, gaining enlightenment inside."

"Once enlightenment was achieved, I was released."

"Because time was paused, only an instant passed in the outside world, resulting in instantaneous leveling up."

"It’s just that I don’t have the painful memory of being locked up in a small black room; my memory was erased, leaving only the enlightenment."

He still had the mood to make fun of himself, thinking that he could understand the so-called system in this way.

But Chu Huaixu quickly gathered his focus, no longer allowing his mind to wander.

Because the Dao Ancestor spoke again.

"Lift the sword."

This time, the range was clearly expanded considerably.

Because the Spirit Swords that flew in as streams of light increased dramatically.

There were more than one hundred!

Since this experience was different from the past, this segment of the "sword path," he had walked alongside the Dao Ancestor every step of the way, so at this moment, he immediately had his own speculations and thoughts.

"Inspired by that incomplete Celestial Level swordsmanship."

"Then he changed its approach."

"In essence, the Dao Ancestor is still borrowing swords from people."

"It’s just that instead of borrowing one sword, he now borrows ten thousand at once!"

Borrowing one sword is also borrowing; borrowing ten thousand swords is likewise borrowing!

"Isn’t this essentially ’Borrowed Sword’?" Chu Huaixu suddenly thought of the name of the game.

Time passed, and the Dao Ancestor continued to call out to lift swords.

But each time he would pause for a moment.

Because the commotion was so great, many cultivators rushed to the Junzi Temple.

The fastest batch was definitely those great cultivators who could fly in the sky.

But when everyone arrived at the Junzi Temple, many immediately recognized this world-famous Daoist.

As is well known, although his strength is unclear, and his exact realm is unknown, it surely starts from the Ninth Realm.

Normally, the Lifebound Sword is the lifeline of sword cultivators.

If one’s Lifebound Sword is forcibly "taken away" for no reason, how is that different from someone high-jacking one’s wife!

If the other party was just a cultivator with low cultivation, the proud and arrogant sword cultivators would probably have already started lashing out or even fighting.

But since it’s a Ninth Realm facing them...

——A master is here attaining enlightenment; let us help him achieve greatness!

Spreading this story would also be considered a delightful tale.

This act fits our sword cultivators’ romantic style, worthy of a big toast!

The number of cultivators gathering near Junzi Temple was increasing, and many of them were not sword cultivators, just intrigued and came along for the spectacle.

At this moment, thousands of swords had gathered in the sky.

Chu Huaixu’s Sword Heart cohesion progress bar had reached 97.3%!

The Dao Ancestor spoke again.

"Lift the sword."

A mystical power began to spread around, and the swords suspended in the air lightly trembled, emitting waves of sword cries!

Chu Huaixu understood that this must be the last time to lift the sword.

As expected, a vast number of streams of light flashed through the air, thousands gathering together.

Numerous Spirit Swords hovered above the Junzi Temple, and even from a great distance, one could see a massive anomaly here!

Chu Huaixu’s Sword Heart cohesion progress bar shot up to 99% at this moment!

Just one final push was needed.

He quietly watched the Dao Ancestor sitting atop the roof at this moment.

All the experiences after entering the Secret Realm surged in his mind.

He had been here as a "wandering soul" for far too long; relying on the fact that others couldn’t hear his voice, he often "went mad" with reckless abandon to avoid actually going mad. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

At this moment, Chu Huaixu let out a supremely joyful laugh, a laugh that was incredibly loud.

"Hahahahaha!"

"I understand! I completely understand now!"

It was as if at this moment he finally discovered the ultimate secret.

"So this is [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root]! So this is why there is [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root]!"

"Because the Dao Ancestor couldn’t use swordsmanship, he could only ’normal attack,’ only perform standard strikes!"

"The so-called number one technique in the world was actually created because he was plagued by this limitation."

Without swordsmanship, it’s indeed infeasible.

But what if ten thousand swords performed simultaneous standard strikes?

"Limited by oneself, this forced him to draw ten thousand swords, and in an instant, ten thousand swords simultaneously unleashed the most ordinary sword strike."

This is the Dao Ancestor’s [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root]!

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