As soon as Wang Wei arrived in [Heaven Slashing Mountain], an assembly of sword wills and intents assaulted his spirit. He remained calm since he was not a swordsman and his spirit could take it, but the sight before him was oddly beautiful.
The mountain was a sword grave or monunt. From the bottom to the top, swords of different shapes and sizes were embedded in the ground. The mountain itself was made of a unique material that could nourish these swords to preserve their spirit, sword intent, or sword will.
At the top of the mountain was a small mansion, and Wang Wei sensed ten terrifying sword wills from inside. He sighed but couldn't shake his head.
"Beautiful, isn't it?" Yan Hai said as she appeared next to him.
"I'm guessing these swords are from people you've defeated?" Wang Wei asked.
"Of course. The higher the sword location, the more morable the swordsman was," Yan Hai said with pride. "Only ten of them are allowed inside my cultivation room."
Wang Wei looked at all the millions of swords in this mountain and sighed: "No wonder the other swordsn hate and respect you." A swordsman's sword is a part of themselves; so even loved it more than their wives. However, Yan Hai would strip that love from them as a form of humiliation after defeating or killing them for her sword monunt.
"It's an honor for them to have their swords here," Yan Hai said calmly. This thing started as a way to use other people's sword intent to sharpen hers, but eventually, it also turned into collecting swords from competent swordsn.
"You should have branded it like that," Wang Wei added. "Make the mountain public for others, and make it look like an honor to be rembered by you. Had you done this, your reputation in the Sword Dao World would have been better."
"Brother Qi once said the sa thing. There are quotas every generation for swordsn to visit this place. And despite how they talk behind my back, most of them know a sign of a mighty swordsman is if their swords are here."
"Oh?" Wang Wei asked.
"Anyone who wishes to test themselves can summon my projection at any cultivation stage in this place to test whether they are worthy. Of course, these cunning bastards will cultivate a second sword to leave here," Yan Hai revealed.
"Don't tell you've never been defeated?"
"I have, but it's usually during the lower realm," Yan Hai admitted.
"Do the winners get a prize or sothing?"
"Yes, they get to take a sword back or receive direct instruction from ," Yan Hai explained. "Many people who know they cannot get their swords from cultivate the younger generation to try."
"That makes sense," Wang Wei nodded before looking at this sword monunt with a daze.
"What's wrong?"
"I was just thinking that my father would love this place."
Yan Hai patted his shoulder: "His Soul Fla is burning bright, aning he's alive, and that's all that matters. We will find him."
"I know," Wang Wei nodded, taking a mont to control himself. They slowly flew toward the mountain's top."How are things going with the Sword League Path?"
"I've started the negotiation, but I'm delaying things until the catastrophe. They should be more desperate by then and willing to pay a higher price."
"So, you've decided to cheat them?"
"It's the best approach, isn't it?" Yan Hai smiled.
"True. Have you started planning for the other sword paths?"
"I have activated our previous dormant agents, and they've revealed the Ultimate Sword Path has appeared in five other Chaos Worlds."
"Only five?"
"After so many years of dormancy, our exterior shadow agency has been damaged, and that's all the information we can gather for now," Yan Hai explained.
"Should we be doing sothing about this?"
"Shadow Ruler will be taking care of it, but as you know, many eyes are on us now, so it's dangerous for him to travel through Primordial Chaos at this ti."
Wang Wei nodded. Under normal circumstances, Shadow Ruler's skill was enough to evade even Primals, but his ability would be useless before any first step Quintessence tried to catch him. "He should send Karmaless Clones and wait until the last section of the Heaven Scroll is open, and we buy him sothing for protection."
"That's what Brother Qi suggested. I've also sent a new Proxy Avatar to protect his clone, but I doubt that would be of much help," Yan Hai replied.
They had arrived at the mountain, and Wang Wei looked around. The mansion was simple, with one layer and four rooms. One was for guests, the other for her cultivation. It was also the place she kept the top ten swords. The third room contained a sword collection, but this one appeared to be the one refined by Yan Hai and nourished by her sword will. Wang Wei reckoned these swords were rewards for the sect's disciples.
The last room was a dinsion of its own with nurous bamboos, probably from other Chaos Worlds since Wang Wei couldn't recognize many of them. The bamboos were beautiful and of different varieties, and based on a preliminary observation, they were well-taken care of.
"Ancestor, I didn't know you love bamboo this much," Wang Wei comnted.
"What exactly do you think of ?"
Wang Wei's body paused. "For my safety, it's best I don't answer that question."
Yan Hai stared at him, making Wang Wei embarrassed: "I'm not just a swordsman or your ancestor. I have my own life and hobbies." She has been cultivating bamboo gardens since she was young under Gao Zhu's care. One of the reasons she regretted turning her into Sword One and leaving her in the lower dinsion because the experience was never the sa without her.
"Sorry about that."
Yan Hai didn't care. Most people think she's one-dinsional anyway. She led him to the guest room but did not offer tea, which made Wang Wei think the ancestor was a little petty. After all, he had apologized. Yan Hai waved her hand to summon two people: a man and a woman.
"Them?"
"Yes. Of all the Ma Clan, they are the most talented," Yan Hai nodded. Wang Wei observed them. They had dreamy eyes, which is usually a sign of people with high spirituality, dream, or illusion talents. They resembled each other and wore blue, except Ma Honghua had a red flower on her hanfu, and Ma Wen had a butterfly on his robe. Their body language indicated they were closed and strict competitors.
"Duyi Realm, 9-Leaf Foundation, Emperor Taboo Battle Realm, Peak Empyrean cultivation, and a Paragon Soul," Wang Wei muttered. "You went above and beyond. Thank you, ancestor."
"You should thank ," Yan Hai said with slightly gritted teeth. "These Ma Clan people used to be protected by the morialized Luck of creating the Void Illusion Realm, yet they were reduced to such a terrible state. Do you know how many terrible decisions they made to reach that level? Decisions I had to deal with when purifying their bloodline."
Ma Wen and Ma Honghua blushed in sha for their ancestor's actions, while Wang Wei was ashad for letting her do all the work. "I didn't expect it would be this challenging."
Yan Hai caressed her temple: "I really hope our descendants won't be so stupid if sothing happens to us. "The entire process stressed her out as she thought this may be the fact of the Dao Opening Sect. Wang Wei wanted to reassure her, but couldn't find the words.
If all of them were gone, the Dao Opening Sect might face the sa situation. Despite the sect's rules and spirit, nothing can resist the erosion of ti. So, without guidance and protection, it's highly likely their fate would eventually be the sa as the Ma Clan.
"We just have to ensure nothing happens to us," Wang Wei said before focusing on the two Heaven Chosens. He pondered briefly before pointing at Ma Wen: "I choose you." Ma Honghua's body tensed, and she secretly clenched her fists. However, she imdiately controlled herself and cupped her hands together: "Congratulations, Brother Wen."
"Thank you, Sister Honghua. I promise you to lead our clan to glory, and even find the resources for your Paragon Tribulations," Ma Wen replied with a salute, but his eyes did not hide his contentnt and mockery. Wang Wei looked at them with an odd look.
Ma Wen did not know being chosen was a death sentence. He chose him not because he was better, but because he thought it would be funny for Ma Liqiu to revive herself in a man's body. He handed Ma Wen one of the Mortalhood Trial's tokens:
"Take a few years to calm your mind and reach your peak state before activating the token."
"I will," Ma Wen said, having cald down from the previous excited state. Wang Wei nodded in acknowledgent before looking at Ma Honghua: "While he's away, you're in charge of the Ma Clan."
"As you wish, Lord."
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