The Sword Venerables from the nine continents — Sky Sword Continent, Divine Sword Continent, Demon Sword Continent, Blood Sword Continent, Proud Sword Continent, Ancient Sword Continent, Wanjian Continent, Swordless Continent, Demon Sword Continent, and the rest — were all arranged in a large building. They were told that they were not allowed to leave the building for ten days. They would only be allowed to leave after the examination began ten days later.
This method was similar to house arrest, which made many people unhappy. However, they did not resist because the difference in strength was too great.
They were not allowed to leave the ancient building, and others were not allowed to enter as they wished. This way, they could avoid unnecessary conflicts and protect them to a certain extent.
The building was several hundred meters tall and had many rooms. However, there were close to ninety thousand swordsmen from the nine continents. They could not each stay in a room, so they could only squeeze ten people into one room. Fortunately, the Sword Venerables did not need to rest. They just needed a place to sit cross-legged.
However, as one of the most elite Sword Venerables on their respective continents, they were treated as VIPs wherever they went. They lived in huge courtyards and enjoyed delicious food and wine to their heart's content. Unlike now, they were reduced to being "under house arrest" in a dilapidated building and had to squeeze in a small room with nine other people.
This kind of treatment was as different as heaven and earth.
Moreover, the Immemorial Sword Venerables who led them here used a disapproving tone to explain that they were not allowed to leave the building. This was a form of protection for them, which made it even harder for them to accept.
Especially when the Sky Edge Sword Palace's disciples would occasionally come to the outside of the building and point at them. They did not bother to conceal their voices. All sorts of discussions entered the ears of the Sword Venerables. Some of the discussions were just out of curiosity, while others were disdainful and even insulting. This made many of the more hot-tempered Sword Venerables furious.
If it were not for their leading Sword Saints stopping them, it would have caused quite a big conflict and led to terrible consequences.
As such, the conflict between the Sword Venerables from the nine continents and the Immemorial Sword Venerables took shape. It could be expected that there would be conflicts in the future.
Those who squeezed into the same room as Chu Mu were basically acquaintances. For example, Su Haosha, Huangfu Huangtian, Chen Bu 'er, and so on. As for Shangguan Qinyin, she was a female and was together with the other female swordsmen.
They basically did not cultivate in the past ten days because they had not completely adapted to the Immemorial Sword Venerables and could not cultivate.
They could only feel the repulsive force outside their bodies weakening bit by bit. Some swordsmen could adapt in three days, while others could still feel the slight repulsive force even after seven days.
After Chu Mu got used to it and carefully experienced it, he knew that the spatial strength of Immemorial World was ten times stronger than Ancient Sword Continent in all aspects. With his strength, he could not fly here at all. Even Su Haosha could not fly here.
During this period of time, most of the people in the same room closed their eyes and pondered. Occasionally, they would chat with each other. There were also some who walked out of their rooms and walked around the building to gather information.
For example, the person who obtained the three titles of Unparalleled Sword Venerable in the Heavenly Sword Continent was the same person. His name was Fan Bufan, and he was only 36 years old.
Another example would be the names of swordsmen from the Divine Sword Continent, Demon Sword Continent, and other continents who had obtained unparalleled glory.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Nearly ninety thousand Sword Venerables had adapted to the Immemorial World. There was not much difference between them and the native swordsmen of the Immemorial World.
Time was up, and the test was about to begin.
Close to ninety thousand swordsmen left the dilapidated building and headed towards the testing grounds in a grandiose manner. The scene was extremely spectacular.
"This is where the test will be held." The person who led Chu Mu and the others here was a middle-aged man. He pointed at the one thousand pitch-black entrances and said faintly, "Each entrance can only allow one person to enter at a time. When you enter, you will encounter a strong enemy. Killing the enemy will mean passing the test, and you will become an official disciple of the Sky Edge Sword Palace. If you feel that you are not a match for the enemy, just shout 'I admit defeat'. Otherwise, you can only kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy. "
It turned out that people could die in the test.
"These bumpkins, I reckon that less than one percent of them will pass the test."
"It might not be one percent, but it definitely won't be more than ten percent."
At the edge of the testing grounds, many disciples of the Sky Edge Sword Palace were watching and discussing.
"Alright, let the test begin." The middle-aged man announced.
The swordsmen of the nine continents lined up in an orderly manner. After the middle-aged man announced the start of the test, a thousand people immediately rushed out. Each of them executed their movement techniques and quickly disappeared into the one thousand pitch-black entrances.
Next, they just had to wait.
About thirty breaths later, someone flew out of the pitch-black entrances and landed miserably. Looking at his depressed and gloomy expression, it was obvious that he had admitted defeat and didn't pass the test. What awaited him was the fate of being an errand boy.
Fortunately, after becoming an errand boy, he would have the opportunity to apply for the challenge every year. If he succeeded, he would leave the errand boy status and be promoted to an official disciple.
As time passed, most of the people flew out of the entrances. Their expressions were either depressed, unwilling, or gloomy. It all meant one thing: they had failed.
"Looking at the elimination rate, it is indeed less than ten percent."
"Heh, even the swordsmen of our Immemorial World only have a ten percent chance of passing the test. How can a bunch of bumpkins from a small world be compared to the people of our Immemorial World?"
The mocking laughter clearly entered the ears of the nine continents' Sword Venerables. A portion of the Sword Venerables' expression didn't change as if they didn't hear it. A portion of the Sword Venerables clenched their fists and gritted their teeth. Their sharp eyes had traces of anger as they swept across the Immemorial Sword Venerables at the edge of the testing grounds.
"Shut up. Open your eyes and watch carefully. See if ten percent of us can pass the test and become an official disciple." Finally, a bad-tempered Sword Venerate couldn't take it anymore and shouted. His voice was like thunder, rumbling and rumbling.
"Oh, you're actually angry. I'll open my eyes and see if ten percent of you bumpkins can pass the test," a Immemorial Sword Venerate sneered.
"A battle of words is only the inferior method." A Sword Saint's voice rang out. It was very calm and carried an aura like a spring breeze. Most of the Sword Venerate's anger dissipated and he no longer spoke.
Using strength to prove himself was the best counterattack.
One thousand Sword Venerables after another entered the pitch-black entrances to take the test. Most of them didn't pass and their expressions were very ugly.
The ten Sword Venerables, Lou Xiaolou, Wu Ping, and the others all passed the test smoothly.
Unknowingly, it was Chu Mu's turn.
Together with the other Sword Venerables, he used his movement technique and turned into a wisp of smoke that floated towards the pitch-black entrances. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
His vision darkened at first, then brightened. Chu Mu found himself in a secret room. In front of him stood a figure in a long robe. He was bald and expressionless. Even his eyes didn't have the slightest bit of flexibility.
The bald man held a long sword in his hand. There was no aura on his body. More importantly, Chu Mu couldn't feel the slightest bit of life from him.
As a living creature, there must be life in his body. No matter how high his cultivation was, this couldn't be changed.
In other words, the bald swordsman in front of him wasn't a living creature or a human.
"Puppet …" Just as this thought popped up in his mind, the bald swordsman pulled out his sword. He slid forward and stabbed out with his sword. There was a slight sound of wind breaking. It was very sharp and piercing to the ears.
This sword didn't seem to have much power, but Chu Mu didn't dare to underestimate it.
Indeed, when the puppet's sword stabbed out halfway, a tyrannical force instantly surged into the long sword. An extremely tyrannical sharpness gushed out from the long sword, causing Chu Mu to feel as if his throat had been pierced.
This sword contained Sword Origin, Sword Essence, and Profound Meaning. It was very strong, causing Chu Mu's expression to change slightly.
If it was more than a month ago, Chu Mu would have been able to deal with it, but it would have taken him a lot of effort and even a fierce battle. However, at this time, Chu Mu only moved his feet as if he was sliding on ice. He avoided the puppet's killing sword and their figures crossed each other.
At the moment when their figures almost overlapped, a faint Sword Light could be seen cutting through the sky. It was like an illusion.
Chu Mu and the puppet stood with their backs facing each other. Chu Mu's sword was still in the scabbard, as if it had never been pulled out. On the other hand, the puppet maintained the posture of stabbing out with its sword, as if it was frozen and motionless.
One breath … two breaths … three breaths …
A thin mark appeared on the puppet's neck, like a thin line. Then, its head tilted to one side and slowly slid down.
With just one sword, Chu Mu killed the Sword Puppet.
Chu Mu's face didn't have the slightest bit of complacency. In his opinion, this was necessary.
"However, to defeat the Sword Puppet and pass the test, it's still difficult for an ordinary Sword Venerable to do so." Chu Mu thought to himself. His body was suddenly wrapped up by a force that suddenly descended.
At the same time, the headless Sword Puppet was also wrapped up by a strange force. A strange scene appeared. The head of the Sword Puppet that had fallen to the ground actually flew up into the air and landed on the headless body, perfectly connecting.
Chu Mu's body also disappeared in an instant, leaving the test room.
When Chu Mu saw the scene before him clearly, a sincere laughter sounded in his ears. "Brother Chu, Little Brother Chu, I knew that with your strength, you would definitely pass the test and become an official disciple."
The person who spoke was Su Haosha. He looked at Chu Mu with a face full of smiles. Chu Mu responded with a faint smile.
Other than Su Haosha, the other swordsmen who passed the test were all gathered here, but they stood according to the different continents' factions.
Chu Mu swept a glance. On the Ancient Sword Continent's side, there were about a hundred swordsmen who passed the test. Compared to the ten thousand Sword Venerables, it was very little. However, there were still many swordsmen who hadn't taken the test yet. He believed that when the test was over, there would definitely be more swordsmen who passed the test and became official disciples of the Sky Edge Sword Palace. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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