HPDBC Chapter 119: The Sword Sovereign’s Prestige & Lu Lingjun’s Suspicions
Chapter 119: The Sword Sovereign’s Prestige & Lu Lingjun’s Suspicions
chapter 119: the sword sovereign’s prestige & lu lingjun’s suspicions
inside xuan valley.
as gu an walked through the valley, he casually observed the disciples’ cultivation progress.
under a large tree, chu jingfeng sat cross-legged in meditation. in front of him stood a wooden sword, firmly planted in the ground.
gu an’s curiosity was piqued, and he turned toward him.
“brother chu, what are you doing?” gu an asked with interest.
chu jingfeng opened his eyes and replied,
“i’m contemplating my own sword path. i want to create a sword technique.”
“create a sword technique? that’s incredible! but why are you using a wooden sword? if you need a proper blade, just tell me!”
gu an praised him, then took out a treasured sword from his storage bag.
since chu jingfeng’s storage bag had long been confiscated, he had to leave any spirit stones he earned from chores in his residence.
yet, when gu an offered him the sword, chu jingfeng simply shook his head.
“no need. what i seek is the purest form of swordsmanship—understanding the sword through the heart, not through the weapon.”
his words carried deep conviction.
gu an smiled, putting the sword away.
“well, if you need anything, just let me know.”
with that, he continued toward his own pavilion.
as he left, chu jingfeng watched his retreating figure.
“he may be weak, but he’s always happy.”
for some reason, chu jingfeng felt a twinge of envy.
born into a prestigious family, he had once stood among the elite—only to fall from grace due to internal power struggles, reduced to a prisoner’s fate.
had he been given a choice, he would have preferred to start as a mere errand disciple—free from the weight of expectations.
shaking off the thought, chu jingfeng resumed his meditation.
since cultivating dao yan technique, his cultivation had ceased to progress, and he had no interest in learning other arts.
from now on, he would dedicate himself solely to the way of the sword.
just like the da yu sword maniac, han ming—who once grasped the sword path in a single moment, becoming an unstoppable force ever since.
elsewhere.
back at his pavilion, gu an sat at his desk and opened his status panel.
his lifespan had skyrocketed by over three hundred thousand years.
that meant that when he destroyed the nightshade tree, he had shocked thousands of nightshade sect cultivators to death.
for the first time, he truly understood why demonic cultivators were so prevalent.
taking a deep breath, gu an steadied his mind, determined not to fall into the demonic path.
with those words, he vanished into thin air.
a few days later, in the outer sect city.
gu an had come to visit wu jue, bringing fine wine and roasted chicken.
upon seeing him, wu jue was thrilled, immediately pulling him inside.
locking the door behind them, wu jue grinned excitedly.
"brother gu, what brings you here?"
it was the first time anyone had visited him. how could he not be happy?
“just came to check on you, thought you might be bored.”
truthfully, gu an wanted to see if wu jue had gained any new insights—
unfortunately, he hadn’t.
gu an had hoped to witness another moment of enlightenment, watching wu jue surpass even taixuan sect’s most talented disciples.
for himself, comprehension was unnecessary—he could simply spend lifespan to advance.
still, he continued studying the concept of enlightenment—not for himself, but to see if he could use it to extend the lifespans of those around him.
so far, however, true comprehension remained elusive.
as they sat down, wu jue poured the wine and suddenly remarked,
"have you heard? the sword sovereign of the righteous path single-handedly crushed the nightshade sect! it’s unbelievable! even the strongest cultivators of the nine dynasties failed, yet he slew that demon with just two moves!"
wu jue excitedly recounted the story, his voice brimming with admiration.
the sword sovereign’s exploits had already spread throughout taixuan sect.
even the third medicine valley and xuan valley’s errand disciples were discussing it.
gu an chuckled.
"of course, i’ve heard. he’s truly amazing. i wonder what kind of person he is?"
they drank, talked, and quickly emptied the entire wine jar.
wu jue suddenly pulled out a manual.
"brother gu, this is a fist technique i bought with all my savings. memorize it and practice it!"
gu an instinctively refused.
“how could i accept this? no way!”
“come on! you’re my only friend. besides, knowing more combat techniques can only help you. the cultivation world is never peaceful for long.”
seeing wu jue’s sincerity, gu an reluctantly accepted and flipped through the book.
"falling sun fist?"
after scanning it once, he memorized everything and handed it back.
wu jue was stunned.
“that fast? did you not like it?”