This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 590 - 65: Layers of Ridges and Peaks
Chapter 590: Chapter 65: Layers of Ridges and Peaks
The Central Heavenly Realm is the domain of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, yet, regrettably, unlike the Sword Sect, which is considered the overlord of the Eastern Domain, it cannot claim the title of ruler of Central Heaven.
Because the Divine Capital, Chang’an, of the Great Xia Dynasty is also located in the Central Heavenly Realm.
That is to say, the Central Heavenly Realm is the power center of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Who dares to claim supremacy before Great Xia?
It is fortunate that the Heavenly Secret Pavilion maintains a close relationship with Great Xia; otherwise, conflicts between two giants would have been inevitable.
The Heavenly Secret Pavilion is the oldest among the seven great Taoist Sects, with the most ancient and extensive lineage.
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After all, those who master heavenly secrets have always been adept at attracting fortune and avoiding disaster, possessing far-sighted perspectives and forethought, ensuring the continuous lineage of their sect, barring unforeseen events.
The gates of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion are located within the Heavenly Luo mountain range.
This range, situated in the northern territories of Central Heaven, is hundreds of thousands of miles away from Chang’an.
Composed of a continuous series of one hundred and eight towering peaks piercing the clouds, where strange peaks and rocks abound and mountain streams can be seen everywhere, cranes can occasionally be seen gracefully floating around.
At the center stands the Ziwei Hall atop Heaven’s Gate Peak, with the other hundred and seven peaks surrounding it, like stars encircling the moon.
For tens of thousands of years, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion has witnessed numerous changes, watching from a distance like an old fisherman sitting at his fisherman’s deck, drenched by rain and beaten by the wind, leaving behind countless legends and undying spirit.
The Heavenly Secret Pavilion, among the seven great Taoist Sects, has always been quiet, and, seeming to depend on Great Xia, appeared very unremarkable.
However, the saying that silence is more powerful than sound rings true, as the Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s ten thousand years of heritage and its drawn-out, imposing manner command reverence like that due to a deity among those knowledgeable.
Today, a path of Sword Light swayed across the sky before landing in front of the “Gentleman’s Self-Strengthening” archway at the gates of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, pausing to a halt.
Shortly after, a disciple of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, wearing a yellow crown and Taoist robe, was drawn out by this display.
“Who comes here, and for what purpose?” the senior disciple asked with a composed dignity, neither servile nor overbearing.
“Sword Sect’s Lu Qingshan, invited by your sect’s disciple under Shui Yue Pavilion Master, Lin Yao, to visit.”
Lu Qingshan handed over a Sword Sect Token to prove his identity, while slightly lifting his eyelids, he glanced past the Taoist through the archway, catching sight of an evening glow enveloping the clouds of the Heavenly Luo mountain range, magnificent as the ocean.
After departing from the Spirit-Nullifying Realm, he had traveled through various cities and, sparing no effort, controlled his sword high in the sky for several days before finally arriving at the Heavenly Secret Pavilion’s gates.
“The third-ranked swordsman on the Yellow List, Lu Qingshan?” Hearing Lu Qingshan introduce himself, the Taoist was taken aback.
Indeed, the four grand lists of heaven and earth were the ‘business’ of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion.
Familiar with his own sect’s affairs, the Taoist recognized this immediately.
A man’s reputation follows him like a shadow, and the Taoist’s demeanor became much more solemn instantly, “Young Master, please follow me.”
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Lin Yao held a high rank within the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and if it were anyone else seeking an audience, he would not have dared to disturb her without a thorough interrogation.
But given that this was the third-ranked individual on the Yellow List, he hesitated no longer.
Such a figure could hardly be deceiving him.
Lu Qingshan followed the Taoist through the “Gentleman’s Self-Strengthening” archway.
The unpredictable sea of clouds swiftly changed, initially twining around the middle of several peaks like a ribbon before connecting into a staircase of mist leading directly upwards.
Through this cloud staircase, one could directly reach the outer peak where the Heavenly Secret Pavilion hosted guests.
After leading Lu Qingshan to the welcoming hall on the outer peak, the Taoist courteously said, “Young Master Lu, please wait here for a moment, I will go and notify them.”
Lu Qingshan nodded his head in acknowledgment, and the Taoist quickly left.
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About half an hour later,
With the tap-tap of footsteps, a young girl in a green robe stepped lightly into the hall, her eyes brimming with spiritual energy, she looked at Lu Qingshan, her voice clear and her tone lively, “Lu Qingshan, Sister Lin Yao is temporarily occupied and cannot come to meet you herself, so she sent me to lead you to Lotus Peak.”
It was that naturally gifted girl with the Spirit Eyes, capable of observing fortune — Spirit Moon.
“It’s indeed troubling Sister Spirit Moon for this,” Lu Qingshan said, remembering Spirit Moon’s name this time and speaking very politely.
At the same time, out of habit, he casually glanced at Spirit Moon, pausing briefly when his gaze swept across the girl’s chest before quickly moving away.
The two followed the cloud ladder one after the other towards Lotus Peak where Lin Yao was located.
Hidden within the cloud ladder was the profound secret of a Formation that shrinks the earth, allowing them to travel between the peaks without consuming too much time.
Spirit Moon was chirpy by nature, chattering ceaselessly along the way, while Lu Qingshan responded indifferently.
“How is your practice with the Divine Skill I gave you?” It wasn’t until Lotus Peak was in sight that Lu Qingshan, following behind Spirit Moon, asked suddenly without changing his expression.
“Divine Skill? When did you ever impart a Divine Skill to me?” Spirit Moon was initially startled, then turned around and saw Lu Qingshan looking at her with a half-smile.
A moment later, Spirit Moon realized it, her face involuntarily showing a hint of defeat. She pursed her lips, “When did you notice?”
“I recognized it the first time we met,” Lu Qingshan nodded and praised, “You have delved quite deeply into that Divine Skill.”
The next moment, the face of “Spirit Moon” rippled like water waves.
In an instant, Spirit Moon’s appearance underwent a dramatic change, completely transformed.
Though still stunningly beautiful… the junior sister had turned into a senior sister.
“Recognized by just one look, and you call that delving deeply?” Lin Yao felt a little aggrieved.
“But… I’ve been close to Sister Spirit Moon recently, so I’m very familiar with her habits and tone of speech, and I imitated her quite perfectly.
The appearance created by the Phantom Body Divine Vein had no flaws,” Lin Yao inquired puzzledly, “How could Young Master Lu recognize me with just one glance?”
“Though each mountain peak has its beauty, the differences in height and size are quite significant,” Lu Qingshan said softly.
Lin Yao didn’t catch on at first, still wondering why Young Master Lu hadn’t answered her question but had instead abruptly shifted the topic to the beauty of the mountains.
Then, following the direction of Lu Qingshan’s gaze, she looked down and suddenly understood the implication, her ears turning red.
Phantom Sound, Phantom Pupil, Phantom Face, these are the three abilities awakenable in the Golden Core Stage by the Phantom Body Divine Vein, but the Phantom Body itself only awakens in the Nascent Soul Stage, so…
“She’s still young…” Lin Yao said, embarrassed, and defensively spoke for Spirit Moon, then couldn’t help but spit softly, “I knew Young Master Lu was always meticulous, but I didn’t expect him to observe this closely.”
Lu Qingshan was innocent.
If you placed Mount Heng and Mount Hua in front of him, he definitely couldn’t immediately spot the difference, but if you attempted to pass off Mount Everest as Mount Hua, anyone not blind would see that’s wrong. Could you blame him for being observant?
“Young Master Lu, this trip of yours is for the Causality Tower, isn’t it?” Lin Yao snorted, quickly regaining her composure, and asked softly.
Lu Qingshan nodded.
Compared to the Perfection Realm’s Slaughter Sword Intent and the Unity Realm’s Immortal True Intent, this weaker realm’s Causality True Intent was indeed his major problem.
To enhance Intent, besides that profound and elusive enlightenment, treasures of Intent are considered a more reliable method.
Though it can’t guarantee enlightenment every time, as long as one’s talent isn’t poor, there are usually some gains.
However, treasures of Intent are not easy to find.
Lu Qingshan remembered much information on treasures of Intent from his past life, but unfortunately, realistically speaking, this information on treasures and opportunities from his past life was mostly irrelevant to his current situation.
Because, this time, he had advanced too far, far beyond the realms achievable by the players.
No player from his past life could reach the third position on the Yellow List during the Nascent Soul Stage.
His current situation was like having access to a secret guide for scoring five hundred on a college entrance exam at his disposal anytime,
but he was already a Tsinghua University student, so this guide’s value to him was almost nil.
——those Intent treasures in his memory mostly like the Tide Chart infused with tidal Intent or the miraculous stones that contain the true meaning of speed, those lower or middle rank Intents, in Lu Qingshan’s eyes, were summarized in three words, “Not impressive enough!”
Only the Heavenly Secret Pavilion from the same Taoist Sect held the mysterious knowledge capable of enhancing the Primordial Intent.
Hence, he had come.
