Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 138 - 113: Immortality Pill and Immortal Sword

Chapter 138: Chapter 113: Immortality Pill and Immortal Sword

In the Cultivation World, Spiritual Treasures are rarely seen; however, Chi Yu Zi has a thousand spiritual swords because behind her is the Sword Control Sect, which is comparable to one branch of the Sanqing Taoist Sect. The sect’s ancestors can be traced back to an Immortal, and it follows the Immortal’s path of Dao.

With a lineage of tens of thousands of years, each generation of great power leaves behind a spiritual sword which is enough to accumulate them all, let alone when reaching the Golden Core Nascent Soul stage where they all start preparing to nurture Spiritual Treasures.

Gu Wen himself only possesses a Jade-eyed Water Wave Pearl from start to finish; the Xuan Heavy Spear that he lost was only a Spiritual Treasure in terms of level, and it had no Spiritual essence.

He stepped in first, followed closely by the others, and the scene before their eyes suddenly opened up.

With a ceiling hundreds of feet high, various sword embryos similar to stalactites hang, some barely peeking out while others had already formed, and a spiritual sword fell in front of them.

Was it born?!

Everyone couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

A spiritual sword being born from Sword Mountain was truly unheard of.

Chi Yu Zi turned to ask Xiao Yunyi, "Has our Sword Control Sect’s literature on Heavenly Spring Mountain ever recorded such a thing? Isn’t the Sword Pond just a pool?"

The Sword Dao is not always the strongest in every generation at Broken Sword Mountain; occasionally there will be talents like Buddha, Tao, and Demon Sword, the Sword Control Sect, or even some non-Sword Dao sects. The Sword Control Sect had also ascended Heavenly Spring Mountain, and the prodigy of that generation recorded what he saw and heard.

[Upon entering Heavenly Spring Mountain, there is a Sword Pond as vast as a lake, brimming with spiritual swords.]

That’s all there is to the description of the Sword Pond; the Sword Pond is just a pond, and the spiritual swords just float within it.

Compared to the secret realms of the Immortal Land, they are generally straightforward and emphasize simplicity in the Tao; the Sword Pond is just a pond. After all, the Ten Thousand Sword Path is hard enough, and the requirements of the Sword Dao Dharma are sufficient, any more strange tests and nobody would withstand it.

"Broken Sword Mountain has never recorded such a scene either," Xiao Yunyi remarked, shaking his head, "but this is also the first time that most people have entered together."

Jun Yan also spoke up, "It’s good to have more spiritual swords, at least there’s no need for conflict, and even if there is, no need to shed blood."

With these words, the atmosphere that should have been tense inexplicably eased.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Prosperity breeds benevolence; when resources are abundant, wolves and tigers can lose their aggression.

Gu Wen touched his chin, wondering why these people were singing the same tune.

Was it for the Immortal Sword? But could such high-level items really be obtained by these people?

At that moment, Chi Yu Zi reached out to touch the spiritual sword; seeing someone daring to do it first, everyone cast their gaze only to see the spiritual sword tremble slightly and then naturally acknowledge its master.

Was it that simple?

Everyone was amazed; then, several other people tried and each obtained a spiritual sword without exception.

"Low-quality Spiritual Treasure."

"But the hardness is compromised, and it has excess spirituality; it might need to be reforged."

Gu Wen also tried to refine one; his mind was slightly drained, and before it could acknowledge him as master, he discarded it.

Because there might be better things later, it wasn’t worth it for a low-quality Spiritual Treasure. Moreover, since the Sword Pond wasn’t limited to just one sword each, it wouldn’t be too late to take another if there was spare energy later.

Most people realized this as well and stopped their actions without continuing to refine the spiritual swords.

Only Chi Yu Zi didn’t stop.

The sword box behind her, larger than her own body, opened up, a tremendous suction force continuously harvesting the spiritual swords— one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred... in a blink of an eye, nearly a thousand spiritual swords were taken into the sword box as if they didn’t need refining.

Although these spiritual swords all had spirit, their actual spirituality was insufficient, merely at a juvenile stage. For the successor of the Sword Control Sect, this was simple, and Chi Yu Zi didn’t even need to refine them; she could just temporarily seal them in the sword box.

But only she could do that; no one else present had a sword box.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Chi Yu Zi scratched her head and gave a simple, foolish smile, saying, "What are you looking at? Can’t you refine them yourself? Surely no one can’t refine these spiritual swords?"

Truly both foolish and arrogant.

At that moment, Yu Hua seemed to sense something and pulled Gu Wen to start walking forward, a few thousand steps ahead there appeared a staircase leading upwards.

Gu Wen stepped onto it first, his body slightly heavy, feeling a place similar to the Sword Dao within.

Each step felt like a hundred kilograms, and a hundred steps would feel like ten thousand kilograms; this was not a true weight but an illusion created by the compression of the Sword Dao.

Ascending to the second level, there were still spiritual swords, only this time the quality of the spiritual swords was higher than the First Level.

By extrapolation, the higher the level, the higher the quality.

Everyone’s gaze directly targeted the end, quickly walking towards the passage at the end.

By the third level, many people had started to pant, only Gu Wen and a few prodigies maintained their usual composure.

Chi Yu Zi looked at Gu Wen in surprise; this guy was still carrying someone. This meant he had to bear double the weight; how could he not be out of breath?

Was the Taoist Sword that strong?

Two people stayed behind, Gu Wen noticed one of them looking peculiarly at the other who was left.

It seemed to be Nie Fan, ranked thirteenth on the People’s List. Although not as powerful as Hee Huan, he was still a Sword Dao genius and possessed a Sword Dao Dharma. Gu Wen had consulted him and had gleaned a year’s worth of Heavenly Marrow from him.

He belonged to those who, at a glance, appear brilliantly sharp but hides their talent under a veneer of vagueness.

He transmitted a message, "Fellow Daoist, do you know why the two are not observing the well?"

Although he had only gleaned a year of Heavenly Marrow, no matter how little, it still counted as a favor.

The named Nie Fan, a Sword Dao genius, was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly in recognition towards Gu Wen. He did not rejoin the main group but turned his head deeper into the realm of the spiritual swords.