Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The difference was huge
Wanjian Pavilion, Ten Thousand Swords Mountains.
As Chu Xingyun established the 36 prefectures and vigorously carried out reforms, Wanjian Pavilion's position in the hearts of the people rose higher and higher. There was no hatred, no complaints, and they were all sincerely willing to submit.
Under such a situation, the Myriad Sword Pavilion didn't show any signs of decline like it had in the past. Presently, numerous palaces and pavilions stood towering on the Myriad Sword Mountain Range, and their imposing auras were sufficient to cause others to feel tiny in their hearts.
Inside Wanjian Pavilion, countless figures were running.
These figures were all new disciples from all over the 36 prefectures.
The 36 prefectures were originally the 18 dynasties and 18 ancient cities. The territory was vast, and the population was in the billions. If Wanjian Pavilion wanted to continue to prosper, it must continue to absorb new blood and revitalize itself.
The recruitment of disciples was managed by the Technique Imparting Branch, the Law Enforcement Branch was in charge of supervision, and the Internal Affairs Branch provided all kinds of needs. The three branches helped each other and complemented each other. Together, they maintained the good operation of Wanjian Pavilion.
In the depths of Wanjian Pavilion, under a hidden cliff, there was the Sword Tomb.
After Chu Xingyun became the Pavilion Master of Wanjian Pavilion, the existence of the Sword Tomb gradually became known to the public. However, the Sword Tomb was still a forbidden area in Wanjian Pavilion. Except for Chu Xingyun, no one was allowed to enter.
At this moment, the vast Sword Tomb was silent. Not even the slightest sound could be heard.
In the field of vision, above the barren land full of swords, there were wisps of fog lingering. The fog was milky white, like swords, and emitted a sharp aura. The fog condensed together and finally turned into a blurry and huge shadow, suspended in the void. It looked like a human, but not a human. It seemed like some kind of mysterious creature.
This shadow was the Sword Spirit condensed from thousands of swords.
Although this Sword Spirit was still in its embryonic form, the sword aura it emitted was extremely pure. If one looked closely, its existence was like a sword that could reach the peak of the Way of the Sword.
And below the Sword Spirit was a stone platform. On this stone platform, a black-clothed Chu Xingyun was sitting cross-legged. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even. His aura was like a sword, as if he had fused with the Sword Spirit, making it impossible for others to sense his existence.
Not far away from Chu Xingyun, the Black Hole Heavy Sword floated silently in the air. The heavy and pitch black sword body emitted wisps of pitch black sword light. The sword light condensed and transformed into a pitch black halo that was deep and mysterious. Even if one took a glance at it, one would be sucked in.
Buzz!
At this moment, the pitch-black halo suddenly trembled, breaking the silence of the space.
A buzzing sound could be heard as wisps of mysterious black light were released from the halo and shot into the sky. Their momentum became more and more shocking, causing the entire space to tremble.
What was even more strange was that at this moment, the black sword mark between Chu Xingyun's eyebrows also began to wriggle. His eyes slowly opened and a wisp of demonic light flashed in his pupils. His aura suddenly rose and the sword hummed. The swords on the wasteland also began to tremble, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the Master of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Condense!"
A low voice came from Chu Xingyun's mouth.
His hands formed a complicated seal and the seal fell into the pitch-black halo. All the black light suddenly disappeared and a pitch-black figure walked out of the halo. His posture was high and his steps were light. When he arrived in front of Chu Xingyun, he respectfully knelt down on his left knee.
"Greetings, Master!" The pitch-black figure said respectfully. He slowly raised his head. His facial features were no different from Gu Fanxing's, except that his eyes were slightly empty and without any spirit.
This figure was obviously not Gu Fanxing but a Black Hole Slave that Chu Xingyun had refined using the Black Hole Heavy Sword and Gu Fanxing's corpse. His cultivation had reached the Nirvana Realm.
"Stand down for now." Chu Xingyun nodded and waved his hand. The Black Hole Slave immediately bowed and accepted the order. He moved his feet and headed straight for the periphery of the Sword Mound, not daring to slack off.
The Black Hole Slave originated from the Black Hole Heavy Sword. As the wielder of the Black Hole Heavy Sword, Chu Xingyun had the highest authority. Even if the Black Hole Slaves were far more powerful than him, they would not disobey his orders.
Several figures stood at the periphery of the Sword Mound. There were a total of thirty-seven figures. Eighteen were Sword Masters, eighteen were Star Generals, and the last one was Fan Wujie.
Chu Xingyun looked at Gu Fanxing's fleeing figure. He opened his mouth and slowly let out a long sigh.
"After a period of continuous collection and summarization, I've finally gathered all the cultivation resources. Eighteen Black Hole Sword Slaves, eighteen Black Hole Star Generals, and two Nirvana Slaves. Such a combination of experts is no less than the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Firmament Hall," Chu Xingyun murmured, his eyes flashing.
Everyone thought that after the bloody battle, the top experts of the Ancient Star Sect and the Wanjian Pavilion had all died on the spot. Although the Wanjian Pavilion was large, it lacked experts and was extremely weak.
It was precisely because of this that the Daluo Golden Sect and the Divine Firmament Hall dared to invade and try to annex the thirty-six prefectures.
Little did they know that after a long period of accumulation of resources, thirty-six Yin-Yang experts and two Nirvana experts had finally been refined into Black Hole Slaves and survived in another way.
And these Black Hole Slaves were one of Chu Xingyun's trump cards. Outsiders did not know of their existence at all.
"It's just that …" Suddenly, Chu Xingyun dragged out his words, and his expression gradually became a little serious. His gaze moved and looked behind him.
On that wasteland, there were actually piles of huge rocks that were half the height of a person. The number was astonishing. Moreover, the huge rocks were quite strange. They showed a rare five-colored light, and as they flickered, it gave people a kind of profound and mysterious feeling.
The huge rocks in front of him were called the essence of the five metals.
As everyone knew, the five metals were gold, silver, copper, iron, and tin. They were the most basic forging materials. The essence of the five metals was a trace of essence refined from the endless five metals.
For blacksmiths, the essence of the five metals was not easy to obtain. It was called the perfect forging material. Just a little of it could greatly increase the success rate of forging and the grade of weapons.
The essence of the five metals in front of Chu Xingyun was not a trace, nor was it a wisp. Instead, it had condensed into huge rocks and was stacked on top of each other. If anyone knew about this, they would definitely be flabbergasted and sigh at his terrifying foundation.
"After the thirty-six prefectures fully implemented the reform, the common people were willing to hand over the cultivation resources in their hands. The resources of the various prefectures have also been gathered and all of them have been taken into my hands. However, the essence of the five metals is still too little in the end."
"At this moment, the sword spirit and I have formed a trace of resonance. After the endless burning of the Revenant's Habitat, the fire spirit has also developed a trace of spirituality. As long as I gather enough essence of the five metals, I can officially begin to condense it. Unfortunately, there's still a huge gap right now …"
Chu Xingyun's expression became even more unsightly after he finished speaking.
The essence of the five metals that he wanted to collect was enormous. Only by gathering all the five metals in the thirty-six prefectures, without leaving anything behind, could he barely gather all of it.
Currently, the essence of the five metals that Wanjian Pavilion had gathered all came from the market. Only twenty to thirty percent of it remained. The rest was in the hands of the common people, so it was extremely difficult to gather.
If Chu Xingyun gave the order to make the common people dig three feet into the ground and forcefully hand over all the five metals, he would be able to gather enough essence of the five metals. However, if he did that, the people of the thirty-six prefectures would definitely resent him and cry out in grief.
However, seven days had already passed of the thirty day deadline. Every minute and second that passed, the situation at Soaring Swallow Pass would become even more dangerous. How he could gather the essence of the five metals as soon as possible was already extremely urgent!
When he thought of that, Chu Xingyun could not help but become slightly agitated. He closed his eyes slightly. Just when he was about to meditate and concentrate, he suddenly sensed an extremely familiar presence arrive. It moved extremely quickly, approaching the Myriad Swords Mountain in the blink of an eye.
However, Chu Xingyun did not rejoice because of this familiar presence. On the contrary, he immediately frowned, and his face became extremely stern. He muttered to himself, "Senior Lin, why has he suddenly come?"
Chu Xingyun had instructed that before the thirty day deadline, Lin Tianchong had to guard Soaring Swallow Pass with all his might. He was not allowed to take even half a step away. However, Lin Tianchong had arrived at the Myriad Swords Mountain now, and he had moved so quickly.
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