This breakthrough, including the time spent consolidating his cultivation, took a total of seven days. Chu Mu's cultivation had undergone a huge breakthrough, rising from the early stage of the Fourth Heaven of Nirvana Stage to the middle stage of the Fifth Heaven of Nirvana Stage.
The side effect was that the entire True Sword Sect was sincerely convinced by him, the new sect master. This was something that Chu Mu did not expect.
With a huge breakthrough in his cultivation, Chu Mu saw the enormous use of the spirit pool. Unfortunately, every time he used the spirit pool, it consumed too much energy. Although he was the Sect Master, he couldn't wantonly use the Sect's resources to satisfy his needs. He had to think of the Sect more.
After putting away the spirit pool, Chu Mu patrolled around the sect, and also headed towards the Sword Crafting Valley to see how to forge the sword. After that, he even personally called the disciples of the Sword Crafting Valley, and some of the sword forging techniques and so on, causing the disciples to be extremely shocked.
"Too powerful."
"So not only is our sect master talented and powerful, he also has such profound attainments in sword forging."
The disciples of the Sword Crafting Valley all turned their admiration and reverence towards Chu Mu, like a torrential river, like a towering mountain that was unfathomable.
The disciples of the Sword Crafting Valley were the best at forging swords, and what they were most proud of was also the art of forging swords. Their cultivation was profound and powerful, and they could obtain their respect, but they could not obtain their admiration. This was also human nature, and only by suppressing the other party in the path that they were most proficient in and proud of, would they be able to make them admire and respect them.
This was another unintentional move that had an unexpected effect.
Chu Mu's mind stirred, and after leaving the Sword Crafting Valley, he headed towards the Treasure Pill Pavilion.
First, Chu Mu observed how the disciples concocted pills. When he discovered that the disciples' pill concocting skills were rather ordinary or even crude, Chu Mu gave them some pointers. Furthermore, he personally concocted a cauldron of pills in front of the Treasure Pill Pavilion disciples. As he concocted pills, he skillfully explained and taught them pill concocting skills and so on.
After leaving the Treasure Pill Pavilion, Chu Mu's image in the hearts of the Treasure Pill Pavilion's disciples was infinitely high.
Very soon, the disciples of the True Sword Sect all learned that not only was their sect master incredibly talented and powerful, but he was also skilled in sword-forging and alchemy. He was so talented that the disciples secretly called him the 'Unparalleled Divine Sect'. This represented the unique status Chu Mu held in the hearts of the disciples.
After patrolling the area, he headed to the Sect Master's private cultivation room. He took out the Sword Sect Spirit Seal and entered it once more.
The white-clothed swordsman from the first test started fighting again.
Compared to before, Chu Mu's swordsmanship had improved a little. He was even more tyrannical. In the fierce battle with the white-robed sword artist, the latter's swordsmanship was still as light and graceful as before. Each of his sword strikes were light but incomparably tyrannical. Chu Mu did not dare to face them head-on.
With a 'chi' sound, the Sword Light was peerless, and Chu Mu was defeated once again.
Although he was defeated, Chu Mu was not dispirited in the slightest. That was because he had improved every time.
If he lost, he would regain his composure, adjust himself, and fight again.
In one day, Chu Mu had fought more than ten times.
In five days, after nearly a hundred battles, Chu Mu realized that he seemed to have reached a bottleneck. No matter how many times he fought, he was unable to level up. He simply came out of seclusion, patrolled the area, and then headed towards the Sword Crafting Valley.
After Chu Mu's guidance a few days ago, a few disciples' attainments in sword-forging had improved slightly.
After making a trip to the Treasure Pill Pavilion, he went to the mountains to enjoy the scenery.
The wind blew the leaves, the clouds moved, and he relaxed his body and mind, forgetting about all kinds of cultivation.
At some point in time, Zhang Xuan's interest was piqued. He stretched out his hand, and a flexible branch flew into his hand. Holding it in his right hand, he flicked his wrist, and with a buzz, the branch suddenly straightened. Vaguely, there was a sharp glint in it.
The branch was like a sword, dancing in Chu Mu's hands.
Whether it was stabbing, chopping, or sweeping, the soft branches were like fine steel. The power of each sword strike was astonishing, and the sound of wind breaking could be heard.
Chu Mu did not use any sword energy, nor did he inject any sword energy into it. He only used his sword technique.
The soft branch seemed to have no weight at all, and was extremely light. Suddenly, he slashed out with his sword, causing the sound of thunder to explode and the sound of the wind to surge.
Unknowingly, Chu Mu seemed to have returned to the time when he was fighting with the white clothed swordsman.
With a 'pa' sound, the soft branch could no longer withstand the pressure and shattered. Chu Mu also stopped.
Scene after scene of enlightenment flashed through his mind. Vaguely, Chu Mu seemed to have caught a glimpse of a flash of inspiration.
He was calm and focused, neither arrogant nor impatient. The mountain breeze blew, and time passed. Unknowingly, Chu Mu had been standing in place for a long time.
Two rays of light shot out from his eyes. They were as sharp as swords as they cut through the sky, leaving behind an astonishing sharpness in the air. A feeling of complete comprehension surged into his heart and lingered around him.
"I understand now. The Dao is divided into two extremes. The light to the extreme is heavy …" Xiao Chen muttered with an indescribable excitement and agitation in his voice.
After a moment of enlightenment, Chu Mu quickly left and entered the secret room for seclusion once more, entering the Sword Sect's spiritual seal once more.
"Sword, come." Xiao Chen clenched his hand, and a sword appeared out of thin air. He slashed out with his sword. It was as light as a feather, like the branches of a willow swaying in the wind. However, it contained a unique charm that it did not possess before.
The white clothed swordsman also slashed out with his sword. It was still as light and graceful as before.
With a 'pa' sound, the seemingly light and graceful sword collided with the white clothed swordsman's sword. However, the instant it collided with the white clothed swordsman's sword, an unimaginable power erupted. It was as if it was not a light and graceful sword but an incomparably heavy pillar.
For the first time, Chu Mu did not fall into a disadvantage when the two swords clashed head-on. This was a good start.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword again.
After comprehending the two extremes of the Dao, Chu Mu's sword mastery increased once again. From Dacheng's One with the Sword, it directly increased to perfection.
In an intense battle with the white clothed swordsman, they were evenly matched.
Without being suppressed, Chu Mu could now divert some of his attention to study his opponent's sword art and think of a countermeasure.
The sword moved in a circle, circling in front of Xiao Chen. It was like a circle with no beginning and no end. The light and graceful sword aura contained a shockingly heavy power. The white clothed swordsman's sword was sucked into the circle, unable to unleash its full power.
Suddenly, the Sword Light flashed and was pulled out of the circle. It was like a sword being pulled out of its scabbard. The terrifying sharpness was unparalleled. The sword evolved to the extreme, like lightning.
With a slight 'puchi' sound, the white clothed swordsman did not have time to dodge. Chu Mu's shocking sword pierced through his throat, killing him instantly.
The white clothed swordsman disappeared. In the vast expanse of whiteness, the scenery changed. In front of Xiao Chen, a throne appeared. On the throne, there was a tall figure in a purple-gold dragon robe. He was majestic and domineering. His aura was like that of an emperor who ruled over the world. His gaze was cold and arrogant, looking down on Xiao Chen as if he was looking at an ant.
"Not bad, you can pass the second trial. However, the second trial will be your end," the purple-gold robed man said. His voice carried an inexplicable pressure, making Chu Mu feel like he was a subject.
Pulling out the purple-gold sword beside the throne, the emperor stood up. His powerful and domineering aura surged out, subduing the enemy without even fighting.
Step by step, the emperor's aura continued to increase. When he got close to Chu Mu, he raised the purple-gold sword and slashed down.
Different from the white clothed swordsman's lightness, this sword was direct and simple. However, it contained the emperor's domineering aura. It was as if the world would submit under this sword.
A sharp light flashed in Chu Mu's eyes. He didn't dodge. The sword in his hand transformed into a beam of light and slashed out.
The emperor's purple-gold sword was unleashed. Under the heavens, all the land belonged to the emperor. The emperor's sword was extremely domineering. Those who didn't submit would die.
Chu Mu's sword seemed to be beyond the mortal world. It wasn't bound by etiquette. It was free and unrestrained. Xiao Chen dodged again and again, clashed again and again. The emperor's purple-gold sword was extremely domineering. Every move was simple, but the aura it contained made it hard for others to resist.
If it was a swordsman who wasn't as good as Chu Mu, facing this emperor, he wouldn't even need to use his sword. Just the emperor's aura alone would be enough to suppress his opponent.
Chu Mu's sword mastery increased. He was evenly matched with the emperor.
After fighting for a long time, the emperor let out a roar. It was as if he was enraged. His aura increased tremendously as he slashed out with his sword.
When the emperor was angry, millions of corpses would fall. This sword and this move were the essence of the emperor's sword skills. Chu Mu was shocked. He realized that he couldn't dodge this sword. Everything around him was under the control of the emperor's sword. It was as if the emperor's subordinates had to accept the emperor's judgment.
He took it head-on.
With a boom, the sword shook violently. It couldn't block the attack and was broken apart. The power didn't decrease at all. Kill.
Chu Mu's vision turned black. Intense pain spread throughout his body. He knew that he was going to be killed.
The emperor's last sword was too powerful. It couldn't be blocked.
Chu Mu wasn't depressed. Just like before, he was able to defeat the white clothed swordsman. After that, he would be able to defeat the emperor. Although he defeated the white clothed swordsman, there were still things that he could learn from the white clothed swordsman's sword skills. After that, he went back to the battle with the emperor.
After that, he started to practice his sword skills. As expected, his sword skills improved.
After practicing a few times, he entered the Sword Sect Spiritual Seal again and fought with the emperor again.
The Purple Gold Emperor's final attack was executed and Chu Mu was killed once again.
Chu Mu knew that if he couldn't break the emperor's last sword, it would be useless no matter how many times he fought with the emperor.
After coming out of seclusion, nothing big happened in the Real Sword Sect. On the contrary, all the disciples were working hard in their cultivation. It was like a raging fire.
Chu Mu started to think about whether he should hold a sect competition to further stimulate the disciples' passion for cultivation. It would make cultivation more meaningful and meaningful.
After thinking for a while, Chu Mu felt that it was a good idea. He immediately summoned Elder Yun Feng and Elder Yun He and told them about his idea. When Elder Yun Feng and Elder Yun He heard it, they started to think.
"Speaking of which, our Sword Sect hasn't held a sect competition for many years. Looking at the current situation, we can indeed hold one." Yun Feng said.
"Sect Leader's idea is feasible." Yun He thought for a while and said with certainty.
Since they felt that it was feasible, the three of them started to discuss when to hold it, how to hold it, the rewards and so on.
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