Chapter 1060: Chapter 509: White Moonlight, Oh White Moonlight

Although the Grand Uncle never returned after leaving, he still left some assets behind for the Sword Sect.

Such as the invincible black thread design blueprint and the refining dharma method.

Such as this Black Sword.

And regarding this Black Sword, true name [Inverse Life], perhaps because its sword soul was separated by Wei Zhuang and taken with him, resulting in a significant drop in power. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Or perhaps it was due to the loss of documents from those years, coupled with the fact that there were simply too many black-colored swords in the Sword Sect.

In any case, this Black Sword was treated as an ordinary magical treasure and tossed into the Sword Sect’s armory, gathering dust for countless years.

Until one day.

Out of boredom, Chen Qianhu used the roll of a dice by chance and took out this Black Sword.

And placed it into a secret realm he personally designed, as a treasure gifted to some genius youth...

"That’s how it happened, the Sect Leader wasn’t intentional, after all, you know, back then things were really chaotic, many things he..."

Zhang Ze left his sentence unfinished, thinking he had explained everything clearly, but seeing the Grand Uncle still lost in thought with apparent doubts, Zhang Ze hurriedly continued to explain.

"Our Sword Sect casually tosses things everywhere, you might not know, let me explain to you..."

Yet surprisingly, the Grand Uncle waved his hand, "No need to explain, I know, it’s tradition, I did it myself back then."

Zhang Ze, "Eh?"

He was somewhat puzzled, the atmosphere in the Four Continents back then was far less peaceful than now, even the Six Sects had a faint power struggle.

Can such casual tossing really be okay?

Wei Zhuang saw Zhang Ze’s confusion and explained it to him.

"We’re not foolish, not to mention those secret realms inherently have arrays to detect evildoers. Anyone harboring evil thoughts will trigger them, summoning the Sword Sect Elders’ Dharma Body to descend, sword slashing evil spirits.

"Even if someone bypasses the secret realm, we still have measures.

"Every divine weapon buried with restrictions, if touched by a Sword Sect disciple’s token, will activate; if intending harm, it will trigger Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root, automatically flying back to the Sword Sect’s armory.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Root means exactly that, the swords will return home by themselves.

"Didn’t your master tell you this?"

Zhang Ze listened, stunned, instinctively shook his head.

"Never told me these things either."

The Grand Uncle was somewhat displeased upon hearing this, "What’s with your master, how can he not teach you anything, you gotta seriously punish him after going out."

Hearing his master was going to be punished again, Zhang Ze felt no ripple in his heart.

Not because he was used to it, but because he had anticipated it long before, and had preemptively settled 300 years of fines for Li.

Just deduct directly if anything, at least enough for another year’s punishment.

So, is this considered asset transfer? Moving Thousand Mechanism Pavilion’s money to Sword Sect......

"What are you thinking about?" The Grand Uncle coughed lightly, interrupting Zhang Ze’s distraction.

"Ah, nothing, just normal zoning out." Zhang Ze stopped thinking about asset transfer and redirected the conversation.

"Since you know about our Sword Sect’s buried sword tradition, why did you just show that face? You’re not considering taking this sword..."

Zhang Ze deliberately dragged the tone, not finishing his sentence.

Wei Zhuang raised his hand, giving Zhang Ze a light knock on the head, "What kind of talk is that, how could I do such a thing, since this sword has been gifted by Chen Qianhu to that disciple named Lin Feng, from now on, it belongs to him.

"It’s part of the Sword Sect’s legacy in itself, I’m just curious..."

The Grand Uncle paused here, looking peculiar, "Curious about how he managed to engrave those words on it.

"This sword’s material is considered top tier; your junior at most is Nascent Soul, how did he engrave words on it?

"Moreover, even without the sword soul, its nature remains, with such a fierce disposition, how could it allow anyone to engrave on it?"

The more the Grand Uncle spoke, the more he couldn’t fathom it.

Like a white moonlight not seen for years, now turned into something unrecognizable...

Zhang Ze coughed lightly, swallowing back his words, fearing if spoken, the newly charged three hundred years salary would be cleared to zero.

Zhang Ze changed the subject to another matter.

"Speaking of, do you know the origin of this black aura, why would a master like you be affected by it?"

He pointed at the black aura still hovering around Wei Zhuang, occasionally fading in and out.

This black aura that caused the invincible door-kicking squad to scatter was mysteriously originated.

Previously asking Su La and the others yielded no clues; they only said it was a natural phenomenon of the Holy Land without understanding the internal cause.

The methods used to treat Li were merely accumulated experiences from certain attempts.

Wei Zhuang temporarily put the engraved sword matter aside, speaking solemnly.

"I am also unsure of the specific cause of this black aura; as soon as I entered here, I was separated from you and infected with this black aura.

"Initially, it seemed harmless, to the point I wasn’t even aware of its presence. But once I performed spells and employed cultivation, it clung to me like bones to the skin."

Wei Zhuang paused, apparently considering how to explain to Zhang Ze, and then continued.

"This black aura resembles the materialization of the Heavenly Barrier’s power.

"The more you utilize your cultivation, the more it erodes you; if you wish to avoid its mad influence, you can only suppress your power."

Zhang Ze nodded, understanding the Grand Uncle’s point.

This black aura is akin to a sort of debuff, typically inactive.

But once applying cultivation, the maximum bars of mana, health, and sanity will decrease the more used, eventually reaching a critical point leading to the pseudo-dead state like the Grand Uncle and Li.

While the two discussed the black aura, Little Fuji kept replenishing nutrients; though the previous hit wasn’t fatal, it did indeed cause substantial harm.