Chapter 155: Chapter 154 Sword Heart’s Legacy (Part 1)_1
[Identity verification complete, today’s work begins.]
[Warning, leakage accident.]
After the holiday, Fu Qian’s life once again returned to tranquility.
At the sa ti, the warehouse performance remained stable, perfectly maintaining a daily appearance.
[Na: Sword Heart’s Legacy, Code: 2-010]
[Today’s work content has been updated: Enter the containnt scene of 2-010, complete re-containnt.]
After breakfast, as soon as Fu Qian re-entered the warehouse, the prompt sounded almost instantaneously in his ear.
Following the prompts that appeared before him, Fu Qian made the preparations with practiced ease.
[Skill: Air Bullet, Visceral Critical Strike, Cat School, Feast (Locked), Decree Residue, Transcendence, Mythical Form]
[Weapon: Tyrant’s Fist]
[Current SAN Points: 163, Current Inspiration: 41]
[Entering containnt scene of 2-010: Academy]
[…4%…6%…10%…18%…34%…66%…100%, containnt scene loading complete.]
[This is the Academy of Mysteries, a place for the study of transcendent powers.
In recent years, the Sword Dao has flourished, and the Swordsmanship Departnt, as the most prosperous branch of the Academy, has produced an endless stream of talent.
And now cos a grand event, the annual open day of the Sword Pavilion is upon us.
To forge a heaven-shaking sword of their own, many are eagerly prepared for the challenge.
And with this, a crisis is born.]
[Mission Objective: Destroy Sword Heart’s Legacy.]
The Academy?
Upon hearing the mission briefing, the first thing Fu Qian noticed was a familiar word.
If he rembered correctly, as early as in mission 1-003, he had already had dealings with the Academy’s Exploration Team.
He hadn’t expected to make a direct run to their turf this ti.
Considering Li Weixuan’s performance last ti, there indeed seed to be many skilled people at the Academy, so he must proceed with caution.
Especially given this mission’s content, it appeared he was there to cause so destruction.
However, looking on the bright side, at least this ti the mission seed normal.
“Why hasn’t everyone gone in yet? Hurry up, don’t waste ti.”
As soon as his senses had recovered, Fu Qian heard soone shouting nearby.
Looking over, he saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair standing not far off, looking impatiently at him.
He must be talking to him, but where exactly was he supposed to go?
As a mission persona with no inherited mories, Fu Qian naturally had no clue.
Without responding imdiately, he first looked around and found he was standing in front of a rather ancient building.
From the outside, the building had six stories, with its mottled exterior walls revealing its old age and an extrely solemn style.
The “going in” the middle-aged man ntioned was undoubtedly this place.
“Move quickly!”
By this ti, the middle-aged man had already opened the door behind him, signaling for him to walk inside.
“Rember, your range of activity is limited to up three floors from here. If you trigger any prohibitions, you bear the consequences yourself.”
With such an eager invitation, Fu Qian no longer hesitated and stepped straight into the building.
As soon as he stepped inside, he felt an invisible coldness.
The interior space was quite large, and the structure was extrely simple, with a multitude of weapons displayed in a relatively haphazard manner.
Heavy Sword Xuan Tie, Autumn Water Cold Edge, these swords were placed inside in various poses.
So were even stuck directly into the ground, filled with an ominous and deadly air.
Without a doubt, this was the Sword Pavilion ntioned in the introduction.
Fu Qian counted briefly, and just on this floor alone, nearly a hundred swords were displayed.
And with six floors in total, the place could definitely be described as a rich collection.
According to the introduction, this place opens once a year for disciples to observe and sharpen their skills, and it can be considered one of the Academy’s grand events.
So, are the students from the Academy here again this ti?
I wonder if it’s the sa identity as last ti.
Fu Qian thought to himself.
My mission this ti is to destroy Sword Heart’s Legacy, surely it can’t an setting this place on fire, right?
By now, inside the Sword Pavilion, many students had already begun their diligent practice, with everyone tacitly agreeing not to make a single sound.
Moving silently through the hall, occasionally selecting a target to concentrate on feeling and understanding.
Because the place is spacious, there is enough room in front of each sword for a person to stop and ponder without interfering with each other.
Fu Qian also looked very seriously, but what he took seriously differed from the others.
With his hands behind his back, he strolled leisurely on the floor.
Fu Qian was casually looking around as if he were visiting a museum, assessing the difficulty of destroying each one.
He hasn’t dealt much with the Sword Dao; to him, it’s just one category among the many thods of cultivation.
However, considering Li Weixuan’s strength at the peak of the Fourth Phase at the age of forty, it’s undoubtedly an efficient path of cultivation.
His relaxed deanor was sowhat distinctive, and for a mont, he garnered quite a few curious glances.
But the students would only take a glance before turning back to continue their perception.
Opportunities to access the Sword Pavilion were rare, and no one wanted to waste precious ti on gossip.
However, among the many glances that ca his way, Fu Qian spotted a familiar face.
That person from the Exploration Team last ti, seems like his na was Yuan Xin?
Fu Qian recalled the experience in 1-003; it should be this na.
But it was obvious that the other party didn’t recognize him, their gaze almost hollowly sweeping across his face.
Either the timing of this mission was before 1-003, or due to the effects of 1-003, all information associated with that previous identity had been erased completely.
Fu Qian quickly deduced two possibilities.
Regardless of which one it was, it indicated that the original identity information was no longer usable, which was not good news.
After quickly making a round and glancing at the still industrious crowd, Fu Qian prepared to head upstairs to take a look.
Just as he was about to move, he noticed the middle-aged man from before hurrying in.
After scanning the area, the man quickly approached Fu Qian, lowering his voice.
“Show your student card, you haven’t registered yet.”
Student card?
Fu Qian thought for a mont and began to search his pockets.
Eventually, under the impatient scrutiny of the middle-aged man, he fished out sothing resembling a dining card and handed it over.
…
To his surprise, the middle-aged man didn’t take it, instead glaring at Fu Qian with an expression that read, ‘Are you kidding ?’
“What’s the matter?”
“Is this your card?”
“Is there a problem?”
Fu Qian couldn’t help but feel a bit puzzled.
Before he handed it out, he had checked; there were no nas or photos on the card.
How could this immortal tell there was an issue without even scanning it?
“There’s a huge problem!”
The middle-aged man’s brows furrowed deeply as he pinched Fu Qian’s card between two fingers.
“First of all, this isn’t a student card; it’s the style used by Academy Instructors.”
“Secondly, judging from the color, this isn’t even from the Swordsmanship Departnt; it’s a Heaven’s Comncent Institute identity card!”
For so reason, the middle-aged man’s face showed an unmistakable distaste when ntioning the word ‘Heaven’s Comncent.’
“If this is yours, can you explain why you’re wearing the uniform of the Swordsmanship Departnt?”
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