Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect
Chapter 78: Chopping Wood

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Chopping Wood

Thus, Tie Dan and Tang Tong began their days of chopping wood at the foot of the mountain.

As Tang Tong said, the so-called chopping wood is not merely "logging—!".

Ordinary firewood is actively collected by the Tang family, a noble family from Qianzhou, as Tribute to the mountain, so it’s unnecessary for them to gather it.

What the sword boys of the Sword Sect need to do is wander aimlessly all over the mountains, relying on their own Immortal Fate and keen sight to gather various Lingzhi Immortal Fruits at the foot of the mountain, considered the most basic resource gathering task for the sect.

To explain it more clearly.

This means using your own Immortal Fate and Luck to collect the Heavenly Materials Treasures you’ve earned through experience and handing them all over to the sect.

Paying tuition.

Tie Dan understood this too.

That’s the way the world is, the strong oppress the weak. Clearly, it’s your fortune, but you have to hand it over, under the guise of contributing to the sect in fair exchange for Divine Skills and Treasures.

Bullshit! In plain words, aren’t those Divinity Transformation old dogs just using your fortune to exchange for those useless things for nothing?

If you want to gain something, you have to make sacrifices. No one will be good to you for no reason.

Those who were willing to be good to you without asking for anything in return are long dead.

"Help! Help!"

Hearing the miserable shouts of the one surnamed Tang, Tie Dan sighed, followed the sound, and found the guy chased up a tree by a wild boar.

The original division of labor between them was for Tie Dan to chop wood in the front and Tang Tong to follow and gather.

But as it is, although the towering Nine Yin Mountain has scared away most of the monsters from all directions, leaving none daring to stay here as ’wood’.

But after all, this is a deep forest, and wild creatures like wolves, tigers, mountain bears, and wild boars are still quite numerous.

Just a moment ago, a pig emerged from some grassy patch and chased Tang Tong up the tree.

"Zeng!"

"Muee—!"

Shredded by the sword energy, the boar squealed, dragging its intestines as it fled.

Seeing the massive blood loss from the pig, Tie Dan wasn’t in a hurry to chase, instead looking up at Tang Tong,

"Is this how you used to chop wood?"

Tang Tong blushed as he climbed down the tree,

"They, they are all Gate Valve noble family disciples, with magic treasures for protection. I have nothing, so I can only follow..."

Tie Dan looked at him,

"Now you know they’re Gate Valve."

Tang Tong was speechless with embarrassment.

Tie Dan wouldn’t let him off, saying,

"You’ve already reached Foundation Establishment; why not use sword energy?"

Tang Tong pouted,

"I’m not a sword boy; sword energy is more dangerous than wild boars..."

If that’s the case, Tie Dan couldn’t be bothered with him, pointed at the blood trail,

"Follow it, drag the pig back to the temple, give me the token, and I’ll make another round."

Naturally, Tang Tong would not refuse since, after just one day of chopping wood, he noticed that this outer mountain guy, though a bit crazy, chopped wood at an efficiency far exceeding theirs by a hundredfold. But...

"Can you find your way back? Don’t get lost."

Tie Dan’s face turned black,

"Stop the nonsense. You light the talismans; I’ll find my way."

Tang Tong, "Alright, I’ll leave some markers."

So, without the burden, Tie Dan expanded his search area by double, wielding the Qingshuang Sword and slaughtering in the mountains, venting the nameless anger in his heart onto the heads of those mountain demons and spirits.

Clearly mastered a whole body of skills, yet found nowhere to unleash his rage, there’s nothing more frustrating.

Demon Palace, Demon Sect, Yuqing Dao

Dui Country, Kun Country, Six Gates

Honzan, Zhengyao, Eleven Stars

Who is it, who is it, who on earth...

"Biaji"

A sticky fish fin slapped Tie Dan’s face, bringing a fishy smell.

Tie Dan rolled his eyes askew,

"What now?"

The Kun gestured with its fin towards the depths of the forest.

Tie Dan frowned as he looked in that direction, sensing the fire talisman behind him.

Since this guy jumped out, it’s probably some fortune, only...

The Kun insisted, with its eyes bulging, glaring at Tie Dan.

Tie Dan couldn’t outstare it; it’s a fish, after all, with no eyelids...

But since this Kun didn’t seem to have tricked him yet, Tie Dan marked the path and then followed the direction the fin pointed.

Fortunately, the place the Kun pointed wasn’t far. A few steps and they were there. This creature was lazy enough only to emerge when it was close enough...

In short, this place is a sheer cliff waterfall, with clear spring water cascading down from the mountain peak, forming a deep pond on the ground.

With a "thump", the Kun jumped in, finally doing something typical of fish.

Tie Dan followed suit, leaping into the pool, using the Water Manipulation Technique to swim with the Kun through a tunnel below the waterfall, entering an inner mountain cave.

The cave was pitch dark, but there was a spring of clear Spiritual Qi, seemingly also a natural spiritual acupoint hidden within the Earth Veins. However, due to the encompassing cliff outside the Spirit Vein and being carved within a whole block of granite, it was so thick that it completely blocked Divine Sense’s detection, unsusceptible while wandering outside.

So Tie Dan took out the Treasure Bead and directly tossed it into the water pool.

The Treasure Bead, bathed in Spiritual Qi, immediately shone blue, illuminating the pool and reflecting the interior of the cave.

As Tie Dan turned his head, he saw the shores lined with skeletons seated in meditative posture, gazing at the lake, staring at him.

Luckily, they were just skeletons.

These days, the dead really are much better than the living...

Then the Kun wormed its way out of the skull’s eye socket and waved its fin. It seemed this time the fortune fell to it.

Tie Dan climbed ashore, gazing under the pond’s luminous blue light.

Hmm... Huh???

Tie Dan was shocked.

This guy was from the Sword Sect.

Truly, from the Sword Sect, not just the green robe worn by Sword Sect but even the bones left were remarkably shining and intact despite the dust, scuffed clean and resplendent by the Kun’s belly!

Goodness! It’s actually refined into Golden Essence Iron!

You also have a Divine Gang Sword Bone!

The Kun gave a knowing look, indicating some gratitude should be shown.

Tie Dan indeed had to thank it; this Divine Gang Bone was his chance for casting a sword embryo!

To cast a Taibai Sword Embryo, what better than the bones of a previous Sword Monarch from the sect...

Yes, indeed, Sword Monarch! This fellow had already reached Divinity Transformation! This was the sword bone remains of a Divinity Transformation Sword Monarch!

How could he tell it was from a Divinity Transformation? Well, the man himself wrote it...

With the blue glow reflected in the water pool, Tie Dan read through the sharp writings on the granite overhead, slashed as if by knives and engraved as if by swords.

Briefly, this old man claimed to be the Yu Heng Peak Master, competing for the Sword Sect Leader position, but the Tianshu Peak Master was a scoundrel, despicable and cunning, deceiving his flying sword, and cut off his legs... Huh?

Tie Dan hurriedly lifted the other’s robe, and sure enough, in sitting posture, it wasn’t noticeable, but the other’s legs were indeed cut off. Moreover, it wasn’t at the knee, but at the hip, the cut smooth as a mirror, just a single cut remained!

But even half is enough for use...

So Tie Dan continued reading.

In short, that damned Tianshu Peak Master forfeited honor with despicable antics, disgracefully won over him, seized his peak master position, severed sect Tribute, left him to suffer here in the sect secret realm, frequently sending assassins in secret. But fortunately, he had years of sword fighting experience, enough to—even with limbs lost... Huh???

Tie Dan hurriedly picked up the arms pulled from the robe; sure enough, one arm was severed at the shoulder, and the other sliced obliquely at the elbow, though the fracture revealed old wounds, different from the person chopping at the pelvis.

Damn, there was only a quarter of him left!

But forging a sword embryo, a quarter will suffice...

Not only... you lost both hands, yet you fought for the Sect Leader Sword Master position? And with both hands and feet lost, how did you even drag yourself here? How did you carve these writings? By blowing them with your mouth??

So Tie Dan kept reading.

In short, although the Yu Heng Peak Master’s hands and feet were severed, his combat experience was outstanding, and his battle spirit unparalleled, thus mastering a move to kill enemies without hands, feet, or even a flying sword!

This severely injured the despicable, underhanded, and crafty Tianshu Peak Master, who never dared show up before him again, only scheming to imprison and consume him until one final breath, exhausting his life, enduring the Heavenly Person Five Decays, and passing into eternal rest.

Yet Yu Hengzi was unwilling, not because he couldn’t best the Tianshu scoundrel, but because he couldn’t bear to see such an extraordinary move go extinct and not be passed on to Sword Sect disciples.

Thus, to prevent this unique skill from being lost, he decided to pass it on to someone fated, as long as you curse the Tianshu Peak Master scoundrel three times, you can master his ultimate technique.

If you won’t curse, it’s okay, but this technique is truly formidable and should be passed down.

Tie Dan caressed the engraved words on the stone wall, lost in thought, able to feel the deep unwillingness, the internal resistance, and the deep regret of this Sword Sect elder from the sword marks.

A great man, unable to die with honor on the sword.

Truly too unfair...

Though Tie Dan didn’t know who exactly Tianshu Peak Master was or which generation of Honzan’s Sect Leader he belonged to. However...

Fighting someone with both hands severed, yet you need to trick away his treasure sword?

Just a quarter of him remained here, and yet not even granting him a painless death?

How shameless can you be?

This counts as the Sword Sect’s Leader?

This?

Then cursing a few words, why not? What’s wrong with it? Why wouldn’t one?

"Tianshu Peak Master! Scoundrel!"

"Tianshu Peak Master! Scoundrel!"

"Tian! Shu! Master!"

"Scoundrel!"

"Boom!!"

As Tie Dan’s voice echoed within the stone cave, a thunder from outside the mountain exploded, shaking heaven and earth, resonating through the mountain beams, the stone cave ringing as if steel was struck.

Then, seemingly startled by the thunderous rumble, the stone stalactite on the rock wall began cracking and splitting, revealing beneath the first layer of carved words, densely packed, intricate sword techniques.

Looking carefully, they appeared hidden within the stone like a Heavenly Book, numerous fine golden small characters, carved with some magic imbued in the stone, activated by the lightning.

At this moment, these tiny words danced before Tie Dan’s eyes, transforming autonomously into a meridian map for transmission, while those deep sword marks on the mountain stones aligned with the diagrammatic human figure for transmission, every stroke a distilled essence of a kill-move sword manual.

Tie Dan gazed upon the transmission stone wall, memorizing this sword technique, then reached out and brushed away the last layer of stone lime stalactite, revealing the true name of this Divine Skill.

Red Vein Pupil Sword