Borrowed Sword Chapter 279 : The True 【Myriad Swords Converge】

Chapter 279: The True 【Myriad Swords Converge】

If only Chu Huaixu thought the Bronze Sword was ugly, then perhaps it was just his personal bias.

After all, what he experienced on Hidden Spirit Mountain hadn’t exactly been pleasant.

But if everyone thought it was ugly—

Then it wasn’t a matter of taste.

It was simply ugly.

Up to now, Chu Huaixu had always thought of the Dao Ancestor as a gentle person. He hadn’t expected that even he would show a hint of disdain toward this sword.

“But it makes sense. In the entire Xuanhuang Realm, only he can suppress this sword.”

“For sword cultivators, a sword is the best ‘fashion item’—the perfect accessory.”

“But for the Dao Ancestor, he has to carry around such an ugly sword all the ti.”

Anyone would feel reluctant.

Chu Huaixu originally thought that a breeze would blow, the scene would disperse, and he would move on to the “next episode.”

But to his surprise, the entire small world suddenly froze again.

“No way… don’t tell I have to borrow a sword again—and this ti it’s that Bronze Sword?” he was stunned.

But the sword had already been sealed—how was he supposed to borrow it?

Could it be… he had to undo the restrictions?

Unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor suddenly took out the black sword scabbard from his storage treasure.

Then, he placed the Black Bead on his palm.

The next mont, he slightly turned his head and looked toward Chu Huaixu.

Although Chu Huaixu still couldn’t see his expression or rember his features, he had a strong feeling that the Dao Ancestor was smiling again.

Sure enough, the Dao Ancestor chuckled softly and said gently:

“This sword is so ugly—you probably don’t like it, do you?”

Chu Huaixu imdiately showed an expression of extre disgust.

The humiliation he experienced on Hidden Spirit Mountain was still vivid in his mory.

But this was their first proper “conversation.”

So before replying, Chu Huaixu first perford a respectful disciple salute in the manner of a true disciple of the Gentleman Temple.

Then he answered honestly:

“It’s ugly as hell. Who would like it?”

Unexpectedly, the Dao Ancestor’s next sentence struck him like a bolt from the blue. For a mont, he wasn’t even sure if he was overthinking things again.

The Dao Ancestor said:

“Alright, then I won’t leave it to you.”

What does that an!?

Chu Huaixu’s heart trembled violently.

At that mont, a breeze suddenly swept through.

Everything around them dissipated completely.

Chu Huaixu once again fell into endless darkness.

He stood there, motionless.

His brows were tightly furrowed, his expression uncertain.

Ever since entering this inheritance secret realm, he felt like the Dao Ancestor dropped sothing huge on him every so often!

Chu Huaixu began to question—

Were all the scenes he had seen truly just illusions?

Or… were they illusions, yet not entirely?

At first, he suspected that a strand of the Dao Ancestor’s divine sense had been left here.

Sothing like the remnant soul of an Emperor obtained by Qin Xuanxiao in the 【Imperial Pool】.

Because of that lingering divine sense, all those previous events could occur.

But now, it didn’t seem to be the case.

He even had a strange illusion—

As if, through this Black Bead, he was truly communicating across a thousand years with the Dao Ancestor himself?

“Or… did he use the Black Bead to divine the future a thousand years ahead?”

At the sa ti, Chu Huaixu recalled the mont he entered the Gentleman Temple, when the Dao Ancestor bestowed the seal 【Dao Seal: Huaixu】 along with those words.

All these things combined made everything feel increasingly extraordinary.

When the scene reappeared before his eyes, Chu Huaixu saw a very familiar place.

“So we’re back at the Gentleman Temple.”

However, the young Daoist was no longer the ordinary temple disciple from before.

He was now famous across the world, and in such a short ti, he had already begun to show the bearing of the strongest under heaven!

Because of this, the Gentleman Temple no longer seed like an ordinary Daoist temple.

The Dao Ancestor sat atop the main hall’s roof, cross-legged in ditation.

Daoists passing by would stop and look up at him for a mont.

Standing below, Chu Huaixu faintly heard him speak two words:

“Raise swords.”

In the next instant, all the black wooden swords within the Gentleman Temple flew out of their sheaths, hovering in the sky.

Chu Huaixu counted—there were thirty-three in total.

The Daoists whose swords had been taken gathered outside the main hall, all looking bewildered as they stared at the young Daoist on the roof.

“What’s going on?”

“Shh! He seems to be comprehending Dao—don’t disturb him.”

“Let’s just watch quietly.”

No one understood what was happening.

But Chu Huaixu felt his heart surge.

He knew exactly what this scene represented!

Faintly, he heard the Dao Ancestor speak again:

“Raise swords.”

This ti, dozens of streaks of light cut across the sky.

The black wooden swords of the Gentleman Temple were ordinary.

But these were not—all were spiritual swords.

Dozens of spiritual swords of varying ranks hovered beside the wooden swords.

Seeing this, Chu Huaixu ford a guess.

“The range is expanding.”

“First the Gentleman Temple… then spreading outward.”

It was said that on the day the Dao Ancestor created 【Myriad Swords Converge】, he gathered all swords within several hundred li.

The phenonon shocked everyone within that range.

Word spread from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, from a thousand to ten thousand…

Before long, the divine technique 【Myriad Swords Converge】 beca renowned across the world.

At this mont, Chu Huaixu noticed that his Sword Heart Condensation Progress Bar was increasing slightly.

“Hm?”

“Watching the Dao Ancestor comprehend Dao actually helps comprehend my Sword Heart?”

This made him feel that his Sword Heart was indeed sothing extraordinary.

When he borrowed swords, the progress bar increased.

Now, watching 【Myriad Swords Converge】, it also increased.

This ant his Sword Heart was definitely connected to both.

The progress bar had now reached 92%!

“Maybe today… I’ll finally succeed!” he felt a surge of joy.

Chu Huaixu knew very well—since this instance was called 【Myriad Swords Converge】, this scene was likely the finale.

If he didn’t succeed now, he would have to rely on Experience Points later.

And right now, his feeling was quite strange.

Previously, he relied on Experience Points to upgrade.

But here, everything ca from his own comprehension.

It made him think:

“Maybe using Experience Points is like ‘’ being locked in a ti-stopped little black room, comprehending Dao.”

“Once I succeed, I’m released.”

“Because ti is frozen, it looks like instant leveling.”

“It’s just that I don’t retain the painful mory of being trapped—only the insight remains.”

He even amused himself with this interpretation of the system.

But soon, Chu Huaixu cald his thoughts.

Because the Dao Ancestor spoke again:

“Raise swords.”

This ti, the range expanded even further.

Over a hundred swords shot through the sky!

Because this experience was different from before—he had walked this “path of swords” step by step alongside the Dao Ancestor—he imdiately ford a clearer understanding.

“It was inspired by that incomplete Heaven-grade sword technique.”

“But its concept was changed.”

“In essence, the Dao Ancestor is still borrowing swords.”

“But instead of borrowing one sword… he’s borrowing ten thousand swords at once!”

Borrowing one sword is borrowing.

Borrowing ten thousand swords—is still borrowing!

“So this… is 《Borrowed Sword》?” Chu Huaixu suddenly connected it to the ga’s na.

As ti passed, the Dao Ancestor continued raising swords, pausing briefly between each ti.

The disturbance grew so large that countless cultivators rushed toward the Gentleman Temple.

The fastest were naturally those capable of flight.

Upon arriving, many imdiately recognized the Dao Ancestor.

Everyone knew that although his exact realm was unknown, he was at least in the Ninth Realm.

Under normal circumstances, a life-bound sword was the very lifeblood of a sword cultivator.

Having one’s sword forcibly taken was no different from having one’s spouse stolen!

If it had been a weaker cultivator, proud and arrogant sword cultivators would have already cursed or attacked.

But since it was a Ninth Realm expert—

—A great master is comprehending Dao here, why not help fulfill his path?

If word spread, it would even beco a fine tale.

Such an act suited the elegance of sword cultivators—it deserved celebration!

More and more cultivators gathered, including many non-sword cultivators who ca just to watch.

At this mont, thousands of swords hovered in the sky.

Chu Huaixu’s Sword Heart Condensation Progress Bar had reached 97.3%!

The Dao Ancestor spoke again:

“Raise swords.”

A mysterious force spread outward.

All the swords in the sky trembled slightly, emitting waves of sword cries!

Chu Huaixu knew—this was the final summoning.

Sure enough—

Thousands more swords streaked across the sky.

Countless spiritual swords filled the heavens above the Gentleman Temple.

Even from afar, the phenonon was unmistakable!

Chu Huaixu’s Sword Heart Condensation Progress Bar surged to 99%!

Only the final step remained.

At this mont, he quietly gazed at the Dao Ancestor sitting atop the roof.

All his experiences in the secret realm surged through his mind.

He had been a “wandering ghost” here for far too long.

Since no one could hear him, he often vented wildly just to keep himself sane.

Now, Chu Huaixu burst into unrestrained laughter.

“Hahahahaha!”

“I understand! I understand everything!”

At this mont, it was as if he had grasped the ultimate truth.

“So this is 【Myriad Swords Converge】! So this is why it exists!”

“Because the Dao Ancestor cannot use sword techniques—he can only rely on ‘basic attacks’!”

“The so-called number one technique in the world… was created precisely because of this limitation!”

Without sword techniques, one cannot fight properly.

But what if—

Ten thousand swords all perford a basic attack at the sa ti?

“Restricted by himself, he forcefully guided ten thousand swords… to unleash the simplest strike simultaneously in an instant!”