Chapter 391
Chapter 391
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 392
Chapter Title: Original Intent Unchanged
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"The Blood Transformation Divine Saber feels off—its power is too terrifying! But—damn, it feels amazing! The pinnacle of the Blood Lake True Scripture,
damn, it feels amazing!"
Chen Shi gripped the Blood Transformation Divine Saber tightly, feeling the immense mana surging from the blood sea hell behind his head. Suddenly, a ferocious impulse surged in his heart. He turned sharply toward Gao Xuan and the others, his killing intent blazing. "Shouldn't I kill a few people to celebrate? They've already been corrupted, their evil natures awakened. Right now, they're fully resisting the corruption. If we unleash the saber now, could we chop them all down?"
"The Thirteen Families have decayed. We just need to kill them to save the world from fire and water. We could become the great heroes who rescue Xiniu New Continent!"
Chen Shi grew excited. "Killing them is doing good! With our current strength—wait, our?
Bei Ta shuddered in horror. Why did he think of "we"?
"Me and the saber—that's us, right?"
A thought suddenly popped into Chen Shi's mind, feeling utterly natural.
The ancestors of the Thirteen Families each sensed boundless killing intent surging toward them, filling the heavens and earth, condensing into a baleful aura that trapped them in a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, utterly chilling.
Chen Shi's eyes turned blood-red as he gripped the Celestial Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber, his murderous aura growing stronger. The blood sea hell behind his head expanded massively, filling him with a bloodthirsty urge.
"The Blood Transformation Divine Saber is my partner. We're one. It absorbed immortal blood to help me cultivate the Blood Lake True Scripture. We complement each other perfectly—I'm the saber, and the saber's me—no, that's not right! No!"
His arm suddenly trembled. The saber seemed to possess its own consciousness, trying to control him!
He wanted to drop the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, but it was like it had grown into his flesh. He tried to loosen his grip, but his fingers clung deathly to the hilt.
Chen Shi swung his arm wildly, but he couldn't shake it off.
A thought suddenly arose in his mind: Take this saber and kill everything with legs that moves, feed more blood to the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, and it will grow stronger!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Slaughter everything moving in his sight, drink their blood, build a massive hell, make the whole world live in it, wash away their sins with blood, redeem them, and the world will be beautiful!
I'll become an immortal through slaughter!
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Kill through the mortal realm, then storm the Immortal Court, chop down all the immortals, build an even greater hell, cleanse the immortals' sins, and make the immortal realm even better!
Kill!
Behind his head, the blood sea hell madly drew power from the immortal blood in the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, growing ever stronger. At this moment, the blood sea hell resembled a magnificent void great realm!
"No step, no mile. Start killing from the Realm Above Realms, one step at a time—"
Chen Shi had just thought this when a surge of pure, vast righteous qi came from behind him, flooding into his body.
Zhang Family ancestor Zhang Longhu suppressed his own corruption and arrived behind him. Amid the resounding chant of reading from his body, he unleashed his vast righteous qi to suppress the demonic influence in Chen Shi's dao heart. He said gravely, "This saber's demonic nature is extremely heavy.
You know how to use it, but it's easy to be controlled by the demonic saber! Chen Shi, I'll teach you the Minor Heavenly Immortal Art. Cultivate it with me to subdue the demonic nature!"
Killing light flared in Chen Shi's eyes. He spun and swung the saber, shouting, "Mind your own business! I'll chop you first!"
Zhang Longhu dodged in haste, nearly unable to suppress his own demonic nature. His expression changed slightly as he called out loudly, "Gong Jin, my Minor Heavenly Immortal Art can't suppress him! You've studied Buddhism—help me dispel the demonic nature!"
Xia Family ancestor Xia Gongjin stepped forward immediately, Buddhist light radiating from his body. A master of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism, his Buddhist attainments were profound, like a true Buddha in the world.
The moment he touched the demonic nature in Chen Shi's body, his face changed. "The saber's demonic nature has been fully awakened and is backlashing its master! We need another!"
Yang Ying stepped forward and said gravely, "I'll assist!"
He channeled Daoist gang qi, using his supreme aspiration toward the Dao to suppress Chen Shi's demonic nature.
The three exerted their power together. Chen Shi tried to rampage and kill, but they pinned him down completely, rendering him immobile.
"The three seniors can let go now."
Chen Shi's eyes darted around. "The saber's ferocity has been subdued."
The three ancestors were skeptical. Zhang Longhu asked, "How do you feel now?"
Chen Shi said, "We feel great. Our mind is more peaceful than ever."
Hearing this, Xia, Zhang, and Yang ancestors each summoned their nascent souls, fully suppressing his demonic nature.
Suppressed, the blood sea hell behind Chen Shi's head slowed its rotation. He raged, "We've already subdued the demonic nature—why won't you three seniors let go—wait, it's me! I've subdued the saber's demonic nature!"
The three ancestors ignored him and continued suppressing.
Seeing he couldn't trick them, Chen Shi's face turned ferocious. He shouted, "Today is your death day, you old bastards!"
At this moment, Gu Quan, Fei Zichong, and the other ancestors each suppressed their own corruption and returned to normal. They hurried to Chen Shi, sat cross-legged, summoned their nascent souls and void great realms, and assisted Xia, Zhang, and Yang with supreme mana.
"We'll send your whole families on their way!" Chen Shi cried.
Zhai Zhongming, Gao Xuan, and the other ancestors also subdued their corruption, surrounding them in a circle and channeling their mana together.
Chen Shi's mind gradually cleared. The blood sea hell behind his head suddenly turned into a beam of blood light and flowed into the Blood Transformation Divine Saber.
The Blood Lake Hell merged into the saber. Chen Shi instantly felt the thrill of wielding infinite power, enslaving and slaughtering beings, vanish without a trace.
"Clang!"
The Celestial Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Zhang Longhu's face was kindly as he asked, "Top Scholar Chen, how do you feel now?"
Chen Shi thanked him. "Many thanks to all the seniors for your help. I've finally escaped the demonic saber's control."
Xia Gongjin probed, "There are two people and a dog in front of you. Which do you kill first?"
Chen Shi laughed. "I won't kill any. They haven't offended me—why kill them?"
Everyone exchanged smiles and relaxed.
Li Zishi laughed. "The demonic nature in the immortal artifact has finally been subdued."
Zhang Longhu quickly picked up the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. Fearing it, he didn't dare hold it long and hurriedly climbed the altar, placing the saber back on it.
The ancestors of the other twelve families each lit incense and gave Zhang Longhu three sticks. The ancestors took turns offering incense,
inserting it into the censer in front of the Celestial Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber. The incense smoke drifted toward the saber. It vibrated on its rack, seeming reluctant, wanting to fly up and slaughter them. But the incense smoke swirled around it, infiltrating the yin-yang qi outside the blade, preventing it from flying freely to kill.
Chen Shi gazed at the Blood Transformation Divine Saber and felt his qi and blood stirring again, as if drawn by it.
"Even with the thirteen ancestors forcing the blood sea back into the saber, it still has a huge influence on me!"
He suppressed the anomaly in his qi and blood, lest the thirteen ancestors notice.
The Blood Transformation Divine Saber seemed to sense his gaze and tried to fly from the altar, but the incense smoke entangled the yin-yang qi around it and pulled it back.
This altar didn't seem for refining the saber—it seemed for suppressing it.
"Many thanks for the rescue, Top Scholar Chen."
Zhang Longhu turned and bowed to Chen Shi. "Without you wielding the saber in time, our Realm Above Realms' thousands of years of planning would have been for naught."
Chen Shi returned the courtesy sincerely. "Without the three of you saving me, I fear I'd have become the demonic saber's puppet."
"This saber isn't demonic—it's an immortal's tool. It's just too murderous for ordinary people to control."
Xia Gongjin smiled. "That immortal died and was enshrined as a god, leaving the saber in the mortal world. It was originally enshrined at the Erwang Temple on Yulei Mountain in Dujiangyan, Huaxia Divine Continent, suppressed under Erlang God's statue. By the Great Ming Dynasty, it was rusted and spotted.
Later, when Xiniu New Continent was discovered, with its abundance of evil spirits, someone stole the saber and brought it here. Xiniu New Continent was rife with evils, and once the saber tasted blood, it revealed its extraordinary nature—any evil, one slash, instant death."
Yang Ying added, "This treasure showed its edge, drinking the blood of many demons and calamities. Though no one knew the refining method, its power was immense. A single cut through the skin turned one to blood water, absorbed by the saber. It changed hands many times, masters dying to its power. No one ever truly mastered it. After the True King unified the world, wary of its might, he confiscated it and left it unused. Only during disaster transformations is it employed."
"Then, how did Top Scholar Chen learn the refining method?" Yan Weizhong stepped forward and asked.
Chen Shi remained composed. "Got lucky and learned it."
Yan Weizhong stared at his face intently, as if checking for lies. He pressed, "Where from?"
Chen Shi's expression unchanged. "Taught by the female immortal at Qixia Temple."
"You're lying!"
Yan Weizhong's voice sharpened. He stepped forward and barked, "Hand over the saber-refining method to the court—"
Xia Gongjin came over, standing between them with a smile. "No harm if he doesn't. Who in the court could refine it? Whoever tries will likely be controlled by this immortal saber.
Yan Weizhong fell silent for a moment. "Better in our hands than outsiders'. Others cultivating it would bring disaster to Xiniu New Continent."
Zhang Longhu approached, shaking his head. "Brother Yan, stop thinking of controlling everything good. We can barely protect ourselves. If we cultivate the saber-refining method, resisting the demonic erosion would hasten our downfall. Better to preserve ourselves to deal with Despair Slope. The Blood Transformation Divine Saber isn't easy to control."
He turned to face Chen Shi. "What was the saber-refining method you used earlier called?"
Chen Shi answered truthfully. "Blood Lake True Scripture."
Zhang Longhu pondered. "If cultivated to the peak, it forms a blood sea hell imprisoning the souls and nascent souls of those slain by the saber. The more deaths, the heavier the demonic nature, making it harder to control the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. Being controlled by it is inevitable. Such a method cannot be cultivated further."
Chen Shi assented, but a desire still burned in his heart, urging him to cultivate the Blood Lake True Scripture.
Zhang Longhu and the thirteen ancestors turned to the shattered world. Jiang Family ancestor Jiang Jingshan said, "This world surely holds secrets. Let's enter and investigate."
Everyone nodded.
Zhang Longhu waved, and two thousand-zhang gods flew over, carefully lifting the altar away.
Chen Shi watched them go, seeing the gods vanish into the void, the Celestial Net Blood Transformation Divine Saber hidden who-knew-where.
Zhang Longhu and the others strode into the passage, entering the broken world.
Yan Weizhong looked back, warning Chen Shi and Yang Bi, "Dangerous here—don't enter."
Chen Shi nodded, and Yan Weizhong entered the shattered world.
Chen Shi let out a long breath, a massive weight lifting.
Facing the thirteen ancestors earlier, he'd been terrified they'd suddenly strike and kill him.
Yang Bi's voice came from behind. "Among the Thirteen Families are scoundrels, charlatans, and evildoers. Even among ancestors, there are wicked ones—their deaths don't sate public fury. But our thirteen ancestors are true grandmasters."
His words brimmed with admiration. "They reached the pinnacle in their fields. In techniques, each is a grand expert encompassing a hundred streams, versed in myriad arts, innovative, their collected scriptures including dozens of exquisite profound arts. Their created techniques could found sects, establish holy lands."
He gestured invitingly.
Chen Shi walked beside him, smiling. "Brother Yang holds these thirteen grandmasters in high esteem."
Yang Bi laughed. "In the True King era, it was merit above all, unlike today. Now, the Thirteen Families have held court too long, becoming the court itself—hard to change. In the True King era, the thirteen ancestors clawed their way up through corpse mountains and blood seas, killing their way to the top. They rose to the heights not by ancestral shade, but true ability."
Chen Shi looked up at the distant mountains and gods. "I understand their mindset of prioritizing the realm.
But six thousand years is too long."
"Yes, six thousand years is too long. Six millennia turn seas to mulberry fields; empires decay, let alone the Thirteen Families?"
Yang Bi also gazed at the distant mountains and gods. "But without six thousand years, who could gather the strength to face Despair Slope? Empires crumble, but the thirteen ancestors' original intent remains unchanged."
Chen Shi stopped, turning back to the shattered world where the thirteen ancestors sought the secrets of the fallen immortal's corruption.
Yang Bi didn't stop, continuing forward. "The True King era ended six thousand years ago; the Thirteen Families unified yang and yin realms. Our amassed power may not suffice yet, but we can resist Despair Slope. The thirteen ancestors trust me to unite the forces of yin and yang—this burden leaves me rushing about, little time for cultivation."
He drew farther from Chen Shi, reaching a thousand zhang before slowly stopping.
But his voice still reached Chen Shi's ears, joyful.
"Were it not for our duel agreement, I'd never cultivate with peace of mind. Thank goodness for you."
He turned, his smile bright as sunshine. "Today, Yang can duel you, witness the style of Child Scholar who shook the fifty provinces. It gratifies a lifetime! Child Scholar, don't hold back! To leave the Realm Above Realms alive, prove to the thirteen ancestors: if we fall, you can shoulder this burden! Cultivate"
Chen Shi turned back to the shattered world.
The thirteen ancestors had halted their exploration, turning to watch.
They too wanted to see if Child Scholar, famed across fifty provinces with the True God's dao embryo gift, could match their chosen heirs of six millennia without the dao embryo.
Chen Shi withdrew his gaze, slowly clenching his fist with a smile. "Since I began cultivating, no one has matched me. Yang Bi, I hope you're the first to force my full power."