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Chapter 130 - 129: Heavenly River Life and Death Sword (5/3, 7000 monthly tickets for additional updates, 11,000 updates today)

Chapter 130: Chapter 129: Heavenly River Life and Death Sword (5/3, 7000 monthly tickets for additional updates, 11,000 updates today)

"This is our family’s Pupil Skill, the ’True Spirit Eye’, which can be cultivated with any of the Five Elements Spirit Roots. Although it is only a mid to high-grade technique, it’s the most valuable one I can offer."

Nian Quan took out two jade slips from his cabinet, one new and one old and smooth, and placed them in front of An Jing, saying earnestly, "It seems I’ve practiced it incorrectly; the Spiritual Light in my eyes doesn’t go away and I can’t control it, but the effect is indeed good, capable of seeing through many illusion techniques and mists."

"Apart from that, there really isn’t much else in my family. If you need anything, feel free to take whatever you want."

"You haven’t practiced it incorrectly, you have advanced."

An Jing shook his head. He didn’t believe the teachers in Nian Quan’s school couldn’t see that Nian Quan’s Spiritual Pupil had advanced, but clearly, the teachers in the Tianyuan Realm didn’t care about such matters. "Subdue Evil, it seems we need to add another volume of Spiritual Pupil control methods."

"Easy, I didn’t expect there to be a gain," said Sword Spirit with a laugh. "It so happens that my memory doesn’t contain any Pupil Skills either. An Jing, when you have time, you should practice it; this technique may seem ordinary, but it can be incredibly useful at critical moments."

"Please go to your room and enter deep meditation for a while."

Having obtained the blank jade slip and the one inscribed with the ’True Spirit Eye’ from Nian Quan’s hands, An Jing signaled Nian Quan to step out for a moment—though a jade slip isn’t made of paper, carving information into it cannot be disturbed.

Nian Quan nodded, then returned to his own room to stay out of the way.

Only when he sat back down in front of his bed did he realize that his hands and feet were trembling.

Indeed. At this moment, Nian Quan realized just how insane, how extraordinary the thing he had done was—he had let a man from the wilderness into his home, and revealed complaints about his ancestry and future that he had never dared to utter.

He traded with a Qi Refinement cultivator who could have killed him with one hand—he offered the ’True Spirit Eye’ jade slip, which his mother had repeatedly warned him never to give to outsiders, in exchange.

He didn’t even know what the other person was going to tell him, but Nian Quan did it anyway.

Perhaps it was due to the despair after his mother’s death, or some kind of reckless attempt to break free, or maybe... this was his true nature?

Unclear, impalpable, unknown.

But Nian Quan had no regrets.

Given another chance, he would do the same again!

—The opportunity to avenge his mother, he would never give up!

Wrongs of ten lifetimes could be avenged! He might lack many things, but patience and perseverance were something he had in abundance.

"Wait for me, Mom. I will send them all down."

And so, Nian Quan closed his eyes and entered a state of tranquility.

He began to meditate and cultivate.

"Good."

As he sat in meditation, it was not until Nian Quan heard a sound of admiration, "Finally finished carving at the last moment, worthy of us," that he realized time had passed.

Then there was silence.

"Subdue Evil?" Feeling a bit strange, Nian Quan softly called out, "Is it over?"

He wasn’t in a hurry; his main concern was that something might have happened to ’Subdue Evil’.

But there was no reply.

Nian Quan felt something was amiss, his brow furrowing as his Spiritual Pupil flashed, and to his shock, he discovered that the pure and sharp aura had disappeared!

He got up, opened the door, and looked around the narrow living room—but found nothing!

The windows were tightly closed, and there was no sign the door had been opened, yet ’Subdue Evil’ had vanished.

Along with his disappearance, the jade slip inscribed with the True Spirit Eye had also gone, leaving only the one that had been blank before.

"He left just like that..." Although he didn’t quite understand, Nian Quan was well aware that there were many mysterious abilities and divine secret skills in the world that were not for him to question.

He slowly approached the table; the tea had all been drunk, and the jade slip flickered with an active silvery-white light.

Taking a deep breath, Nian Quan solemnly lifted the jade slip to his forehead and began to read the information within.

As his Divine Sense sank into the jade slip, everything turned white, and Nian Quan saw before him a wall of white jade that suddenly shimmered with murky talismanic runes. They spun into rings of formation after formation, then intertwined into a Formation Cloud City, a series of mountains and plains, forests and great marshes...

The runes evolved constantly, and in an instant, they formed the Sky Dome Azure Fall, the Underworld’s Yellow Springs, the mortal world’s ten states, the Endless Red Dust. And when a whole small world composed of talismans materialized, Nian Quan felt a sword sound by his ear... a sound of unsheathing!

And with that sound of the sword’s cry, a splendid Sword Light fell straight from the heavens, transforming into a Heavenly River that penetrated the Sky Dome Azure Fall to the Yellow Springs!

The True Intent receded, leaving only a line of golden characters:

[——The Heavenly River Life and Death Sword that falls straight to the Yellow Springs——]!

——Sky Dome Azure Fall, Pure and Turbid Two Realms.

——Sky Dome represents Qian, Yellow Springs represent Kun, the Heavenly River plunges straight down, Qian and Kun are thus determined, the Heavenly Sword falls directly, splitting life and death into two!

"This... this?!"

Nian Quan’s hands, holding the Jade Slip, along with his body, were trembling. With his scholarship, of course, he could not see through what level this fundamental swordsmanship was, but with his wisdom, if Nian Quan could not guess that this was at the very least a path straight to the metallic nature of the Purple Mansion, or even higher Dao Law of cultivation, then he had no right to claim himself to be of the Heavenly Water Spiritual Root!

You should know that his Spirit Root, upon sensing this sword technique, also shuddered with excitement due the overwhelming Heavenly River True Intent contained within it!

Although it held only the True Intent of Qi Refinement and Foundation Establishment, this was only because the quality of the Jade Slip was not up to par, and moreover, this was enough... for his current self, being able to reach Qi Refinement was sufficient!

"Subdue Evil——Just who are you?!"

Looking up with incredulity, Nian Quan surveyed the surroundings but could not find any trace of the other party. He even found a technique within the Jade Slip for cultivating the Spiritual Pupil by honing it with Sword Intent, also a cultivation method for the Heavenly River Life and Death Sword. In the face of such a bizarre encounter, he only felt disbelief and a tinge of fear.

——What exactly does he want me to do? What exactly does he wish me to accomplish?

Subdue Evil left nothing behind.

And Nian Quan, having calmed himself, sat in his chair, staring blankly at the empty seat before him.

The person who once sat in that chair, the one who worriedly served him food, fearing he would not eat his fill, had forever departed.

So it was. The Heavenly River plunges straight down, splitting life and death in two... So it was, so it was...

Subdue Evil, Subdue Evil...

He was beginning to understand.

"Is this what you wanted me to do..." he murmured to himself, Nian Quan once again lifting the Jade Slip in his hand, his complex expression gradually turning to acceptance, and then to determination: "Indeed, this is Heaven’s Will."

He remembered his father.

The simple, reticent man, who had not managed to show his love before departing this life due to an accident... but he had nonetheless left a shadow in Nian Quan’s heart.

That man, his surname was Huang.

And Nian Quan’s original name... was also ’Huang Quan’.

Not long ago.

When the Sword Light leapt up, cleaving open the silver-black temporal rift, and An Jing stepped inside.

In his heart, he curiously asked the Sword Spirit: "The Heavenly River Life and Death Sword that falls straight to the Yellow Springs... this swordmove, I feel like I’ve seen it in a dream. Could it be part of a set?"

But, what he saw in his dream was a world that was far vaster, more complete, and simply more astounding.

That sword which severed the Nine Heavens Demon Sky, cleaved through the many realms of the Celestial Domain...

With a sincere heart seeking the Dao, An Jing inquired: "What is the name of that sword form? Can you teach it to me?"

"That form, I need not teach you, for you have already learned it, and it’s far more profound than any orthodox art I have left behind. One day, you will wield that sword yourself."

"And its name..."

The Sword Spirit also remembered the sword An Jing had seen in his dreams, It fell silent for a while, then slowly gave the answer: "Unsheath."

"A blade in hand, a three-foot green peak, to pare away all the unevenness of this fleeting world—that’s all there is to this form."

"No matter how much injustice lies in your heart, no matter how many Dao Skills and Techniques you harbor."

"In the end..."

"[Unsheath]."