Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 828 - 823 Sword Hall Part 1

Chapter 828: Chapter 823 Sword Hall Part 1

"Oh?"

The others in the hall were also startled. It seemed that the Nine-headed bird clan had placed all their bets on the Netherworld and Divine Monarch Sherie.

The Realm Artifact was the foundation of Huiyang City, immensely powerful, the pinnacle masterpiece forged over hundreds of thousands of years by the Nine-headed bird clan. Betting it on the Netherworld was clearly gambling the life and death of the entire clan.

"Henceforth, the activation, maintenance, and command of the core Realm Artifact will be fully handled by your Nine-headed bird clan."

Lin Xin directly delegated the authority.

"Thank you, Divine Monarch!"

Huiyang was overjoyed immediately.

This was akin to being appointed as the minister of surveillance and defense for the entire Netherworld, a very significant position.

"Moreover, I intend to visit the main sect soon to observe the Sword Marks bestowed by the Taoist Ancestor."

Lin Xin shifted the topic.

"Are you planning to enter the Sword Hall?"

Xing Pengfei suddenly spoke.

"Indeed."

Lin Xin nodded.

"Amazing! Truly generous!" Xing Pengfei sighed. "Opening the Sword Hall once will leak a vast amount of stored Sword Intent, Sword Qi, and Sword Dao. A Sword Hall can only open thrice before it becomes ordinary.

In the past, those who entered the Sword Hall have now become at least Candle Earth Immortals, most are Heavenly Venerables, specifically Sword Cultivator Heavenly Venerables.

Among them, the representative is the Universal Heavenly Venerable!"

This statement caused everyone present to gasp.

The fame of the Universal Heavenly Venerable was widespread and well-known.

His dissociated incarnations quietly infiltrated the Myriad Realms, achieving the pinnacle of Star Force accumulation, and was top-tier among seekers of the Tao, practically invincible among Heavenly Venerables.

The Sword Hall, able to nurture invincible beings like the Universal Heavenly Venerable, was clearly the most treasured place in Green Lake Mountain.

"This time, I strive to fully comprehend and remedy the hidden flaws of the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword. The Taoist Ancestor permitting my entry clearly has this intention."

Lin Xin spoke calmly.

"Honored Master will surely perfect the Sword technique." Lu Li said resolutely, appearing even more confident in Lin Xin than Lin Xin himself.

"Divine Monarch will surely triumph and comprehend the great Tao!"

Everyone echoed respectfully.

Lin Xin nodded, looking at the neatly arranged cultivators below, suddenly recalled his journey, from rebirth in the Mortal Realm, starting as an ordinary character, gradually climbing, reaching the current level.

He had gone through countless ups and downs.

Years drifted away unknowingly, centuries, millennium passed.

A thousand years seemed ordinary.

At this level, aside from the original promise to Red Leaf, and the last trace of sentiment towards Lin Yaoyang and his Honored Master, Lin Xin had already detached from many other things.

"Dismissed."

He suddenly felt somewhat uninterested, waved his hand, and left abruptly.

His figure vanished instantly from the seat.

Lin Yaoyang, standing aside, keenly sensed his unusual mood, brows furrowed, and also stood up.

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The highest peak in the Netherworld, the summit of Mingyang Peak.

Fierce winds rage, snow scatters.

Lin Xin stood alone on the mountaintop platform, gazing into the snowy white distance.

Lin Yaoyang quickly appeared beside him. Silently accompanying him from behind.

"You’ve created such a great foundation, why are you still unhappy?" She looked at Lin Xin with concern.

"It’s nothing, maybe just a bit tired." Lin Xin smiled.

The flaws of the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword were known only to the practitioners themselves. As Lin Yaoyang was originally just a Nascent Soul cultivator, she was even less likely to know such secrets.

"If tired, take some rest." Lin Yaoyang’s face slightly reddened, "How about we bathe?"

Since becoming intimate with Lin Xin, she always referred to their intimacy as bathing. Whenever she desired intimacy, she straightforwardly suggested bathing.

"You go rest first, I’ll come shortly."

Lin Xin gently touched her cheek.

He felt he was smiling, but the smile was stiff.

Lin Yaoyang clearly noticed it, her expression somewhat sorrowful.

"Alright, I’ll go rest first, you...."

She looked worried at Lin Xin.

"Go on with ease."

Lin Xin nodded lightly.

After being urged a few times, Lin Yaoyang slowly left the summit.

Lin Xin remained standing there alone.

Gazing at the snowy white scenery, he suddenly sighed deeply.

"It seems I can only go to the Sword Hall to see if I can solve the flaws of the Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword."

"It appears you need help."

Suddenly, a hidden voice came from behind him.

"Xia?"

Without turning, Lin Xin could already see with his spirit the eerie sewn baby that appeared abruptly behind him. It was Xia’s typical form.

"You dare show up in front of me?"

Lin Xin spoke faintly.

The Evil God King was merely at the level of a Heavenly Venerable, at best a strong Heavenly Venerable. Lin Xin had killed Fang Yu’s avatar, why would he fear Xia?

"Hehe... I came to make a deal with you."

Xia was still the same, mysteriously cunning, smiling while looking at Lin Xin’s back.

"After all, we’re old friends. I’ve helped you plenty, don’t you know gratitude?"

"Help?"

Lin Xin sneered.

Without his great skills, he would’ve been dead when Song Danhao took Lin Yaoyang through Snowman King’s City.

"Alright, let’s not dwell on the past; congratulations on your rise to dominance. Even the Universal Heavenly Venerable must be wary of you."

Xia grinned.

"I have something. If you help me... I can resolve your greatest current trouble."

"What are you plotting?" Lin Xin frowned. The Evil God King was troublesome, and even with his immense power, he didn’t want to provoke these undying beings.

"You wouldn’t understand... This calamity is different..." Xia’s face slowly calmed, no longer smiling. "This time, slight negligence could lead to our complete demise."

"So what? Why should I help you?"

Lin Xin ignored him.

"Don’t you wish to resolve your karma with Red Leaf?" Xia abruptly hastened.

"You know Red Leaf!?"

With a sudden boom, Lin Xin’s body teleported in front of Xia. His movement was as fast as light, instantly gripping Xia’s clothes and lifting him with one arm.

"You’ll understand at the Sword Hall. Red Leaf and Huang Yan were among the first Sword Masters there." Xia seemed to know many secrets yet still maintained a disturbing smile, calmly letting Lin Xin lift him up.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes.

Xia laughed.

"Do you know what it means to withstand countless tribulations without perishing?"

Boom!!!

Suddenly, Lin Xin’s mind exploded, recalling the past conversation with Red Leaf Sword Master on the boat.

"Do you know Huang Yuerong?"

"Of course." Red Leaf surprisedly laughed, "She is an indestructible being, the strongest in this realm. At our level, one’s existence occupies part of worldly law, mastering time and space, nothing can be hidden."

Lin Xin’s mind cleared, hearing Xia’s words.

"Fortunately, by chance, I investigated your origin, otherwise, I wouldn’t know of your connection to her."

Xia laughed.

"This calamity is special. You’ll soon know."

As he spoke, his body naturally faded in Lin Xin’s grasp until totally vanished.

Lin Xin released his hand, not pursuing.

Instead, contemplating Xia’s words.

"Red Leaf, Huang Yan...."

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"Sword Hall, the pinnacle hall for all Sword Cultivators across the Myriad Realms.

Within are supreme Sword techniques and Sword marks embedded in the law, each one left by the strongest and most potent Sword Cultivators.

These Sword Cultivators are honored as Sword Masters.

And Sword Master is a title on par with Taoist Ancestor in the hearts of Sword Cultivators."

Green Lake Mountain’s main sect, outside Heavenly Palace on the mountainside.

Lin Xin and Universal Heavenly Venerable stood together on the hazy white clouds, gazing at a vast void ahead.

"Is this the entrance to Sword Hall?"

Lin Xin whispered.

"Yes and no."

Universal Heavenly Venerable spoke faintly.

"Eleven meters and three point five centimeters directly ahead, in three minutes and forty-two seconds, a nameless light will suddenly shine.

The light lasts only a moment, you must seize the chance to rush in. Miss this chance, and Sword Hall will require another thousand years to recharge enough power to reopen. Remember."

"The opening time?"

"Only an instant. However, due to extreme time flow differences, once inside, time slows immensely, an outside instant equals a year inside. A year is your stay duration." Universal Heavenly Venerable explained carefully.

"Thank you, Daoist.

Lin Xin bowed.

"No need, Taoist Ancestor hopes you complete this supreme Sword technique...."

He said no more, turning abruptly to vanish mid-air.

On the white cloud, Lin Xin alone awaited.

Initially, he wasn’t very eager about Sword Hall, doubting his sword mastery would rapidly advance by a few Sword marks.

But Xia’s words incited overwhelming curiosity and anticipation towards Sword Hall.

Silently waiting, time slowly passed.

Soon, minutes fleetingly arrived.

Swoosh!

A white light abruptly flashed in Lin Xin’s view. Without thinking, he instantly vanished, leaving behind faint afterimages dispersing mid-air.

The white light slightly waved before extinguishing promptly.

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Lin Xin’s vision was initially snowy white, then he felt plunging into viscous liquid.

Countless sticky substances attempted binding him in place.

With a gentle tear, he broke free of the sticky hold, charging forward.

Whoosh!!

A blurring moment.

He suddenly surged into a vast, spacious plaza.

The sight broadened abruptly, he scouted around, standing between two towering white buildings.