Ten Ancient Divine Swords!

Today, the doors of the Ancestral Hall stood wide open. Behind the ceremonial gate in the front hall, more than thirty men and women of varying ages had already gathered. Leading them were six elders, four men and two women, all village elders of the Chen Clan.

Grand Elder Chen Hong stood at the head. He had a rather stern bearing, as befitted the one in charge of the clan's punishments.

Second Granduncle Chen Cong had a strong scholarly air, elegant and refined, with a dashing grace. Standing beside his wife, Mu Lingyun, the two looked like an immortal couple.

Chen Wenchao was somewhat quiet and reserved, but his eyes were bright. He looked like a calm and composed man, someone perceptive on the inside.

Chen Hanxin went without saying. She was the clan's "kindergarten" principal. On the outside, she looked only around fifty, and she had always been warm and amiable.

As for Ling Yunxiao, Chen Hanxin's husband, when he was young, he could be summed up in one word: handsome. He resembled Zheng Shaoqiu, a Hong Kong star from Blue Star's eighties and nineties. Even now that he was older, his bearing was still extraordinary.

Aside from Chen Hanxin and Ling Yunxiao, who were in their sixties, the others were all over seventy or eighty. The Grand Elder had even passed ninety, older than Chen Yu. Each of them had their own bearing. Though Chen Hong had some gray-white hair, his face still looked middle-aged.

That was right. Chen Hong was also a Titled Douluo, the Grand Elder of the Chen Clan. The other five were Soul Douluo and Soul Sage.

The more than thirty people behind them were clan relatives living in the village, as well as important figures from the many follower families. Yes, it was not only Chen Yu's line that had personal followers. These were all vassal families that had followed the Chen Clan for several hundred years or more.

Whenever someone in the family awakened their martial soul, they would come to witness the ceremony. This was tradition.

Of course, if it was someone from a follower family awakening, the Main Family would also attend in full. The others could be more casual about it; in any case, anyone could come.

As a member of the Clan Leader's Direct Lineage, Chen Xiaojun was awakening on this great day, so of course everyone was present. They had gathered from every part of the village, and all who could come had come.

Most of the crowd wore blue clothing. Blue was the Chen Clan's main color. After all, the Seven Kill Sword was blue and white, and the Soul Power of the Seven Kill Sword was also primarily blue, so the clan members were extremely fond of blue. Their formal wear, everyday clothes, and fitted outfits all used blue as the main tone.

Besides, when they were hoping for a child to awaken the clan's inherited martial soul, the Seven Kill Sword, dressing formally in blue seemed even more fitting.

Both sides exchanged salutes and finished paying respects to the ancestors.

In the front hall, everyone stood solemnly around the space.

Chen Yu stood at the front and took out six pitch-black Awakening Stones and a shining blue crystal Soul Testing Ball.

He arranged them into a hexagon on the ground, then signaled for Chen Xiaojun to stand inside. Six faint streams of blue light poured into the six black Awakening Stones on the ground.

At once, a hazy golden radiance was released from them, forming a pale-gold light barrier that enveloped Chen Xiaojun within.

One golden speck of light after another drifted out of the Awakening Stones on the ground, then entered Chen Xiaojun's body.

A warm, cozy feeling spread through his entire body, indescribably comfortable. Under the guidance of a warm energy, it was as if something around his navel had quietly shattered.

Immediately afterward, a cracking sound rang out. This should have been the Lower Soul Nest opening a tiny crack. Then that warm aura surged toward his palm in an instant.

A flash of light passed through Chen Yu, and he said gently, "Xiao'er, stretch out your dominant hand."

Chen Xiaojun slowly stretched out his right hand. His body began to tremble, first slightly, then violently. He wanted to cry out, but no sound came.

At once, all the specks of light surged out. In an instant, many kinds of radiance shone—gold, black, red, silver, green, deep blue, pale blue, reddish copper, faint white, and more. The light shot into the sky, so dazzling for a time that everyone's eyes ached.

In Chen Xiaojun's consciousness, an image flashed past: This was a world of swords. Among towering phantoms of thousand-zhang divine swords, cold radiance illuminated the entire world, magnificent and deadly.

These swords felt somewhat familiar to him.

This is... isn't this... the image of the Ten Ancient Divine Swords I saw before I transmigrated?

Chen Xiaojun was secretly delighted. Hahaha, hey, hey, hey! Divine swords! Ancient divine swords! The mark of my previous life, the grace of my previous life.

After a while, the light faded. In Chen Xiaojun's right hand appeared a string of ten pearl-like beads that kept circling, as if invisibly linked together.

At this moment, everyone held their breath and looked at Chen Xiaojun.

A trace of gloom passed over Chen Xun's face, and he said, "Xiaojun, is this your mother's Mutated Martial Soul? It has one more bead than your mother's Seven-Colored Bracelet. What quality martial soul is it?"

The Seven-Colored Bracelet was not a bracelet strung from seven differently colored beads, but a pearl bracelet of nine shining seven-colored beads carved with begonia patterns. It was also called the Seven-Colored Begonia Chain.

Before Chen Xiaojun could answer, Grand Elder Chen Hong cut in, "No. Just now, I felt a trace of sword intent. It put a bit of pressure on my Seven Kill Sword. Though it was very faint, I shouldn't be mistaken. Old Taro, what do you all think?"

"No."

"I think there was, very faint."

"There might have been, but then again it felt like there wasn't."

"There was."

It was not only the six elders of the older generation. Even the voices of clan members from his uncles' generation, such as Uncle Chen Huatang, Clan Aunt Chen Xiyuan, Chen Wu, and Clan Uncle Chen Chen, rang out one after another. It seemed that with different soul master cultivation levels, their perception differed as well.

Chen Yu exchanged a look with Chen Hong, then slowly said, "Mm. Old Hong is right. I felt it a little too. Xiaojun, tell grandfather, what martial soul is this?"

Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly. "Grandfather, Father, elders, clan brothers, my martial soul is not my mother's Seven-Colored Bracelet. These are sword pills—the Sword Pill Bracelet."

"What are sword pills?"

"These ten sword pills are the unopened miniature states of ten ancient divine swords."

Everyone was stunned.

"Divine swords?"

"Unopened?"

"Miniature states?"

"Yes. Opening the divine swords requires vast Soul Power, and my body does not have enough Soul Power right now. The divine swords have spirits. To protect me, they automatically shrank into bead forms like these sword pills. In the future, whenever I attach a soul ring, I can use Soul Power to impact the sword pills, and they will reappear one by one."

"In other words, they themselves were swords?"

"Yes, swords. Ancient divine swords!"

Chen Yu nodded as if in realization. "So that's how it is. Divine swords conceal their own brilliance, and they possess sword intent. They can exert a slight pressure on the Seven Kill Sword. In that case, their quality isn't inferior to the Seven Kill Sword, and may even surpass it."

Chen Yu continued asking, "Then what did you name this martial soul?"

"Sword Pill Bracelet."

Second Granduncle Chen Cong said with a smile, "Little Xiao'er, that name doesn't sound very nice, nor is it very imposing. Pick another one."

"Then Divine Sword Bracelet? Sword Pearl Divine Chain? Divine Sword Pill?"

"The sword pills shine with divine light, like dazzling bright pearls, as if aided by the gods. Let's call them Sword God Pearls." His mother had been wearing a faint smile the whole time, and with one sentence, she settled it.

"This one's good. I'll listen to Mother."

Chen Jianjun said, somewhat puzzled, "That's not right. You said just now that the ten sword pills have to be re-manifested one by one when the soul rings are opened. Even a Titled Douluo only has nine soul rings. Ten pearls and nine soul rings won't be enough to go around."

"There must be something we don't know. Little brother Xiaojun, right?" his clansman elder brother Chen Jianzun said.

"Tell us, Xiaojun," said Chen Feng, the son of his second uncle Chen Zhang and his older cousin.

As the younger generation spoke up, the elders' gazes turned toward Chen Xiaojun.

"It's not that mysterious. I feel that two of them attract each other and wind around each other, as if they're one body. They seem to be a pair, so maybe when the time comes, one soul ring might open two Sword Pearls at once. Nine soul rings would be enough to open all of them."

"That's not bad either, son. In the future, open them all and let your old man see what these divine swords look like."

"Mm. I'll definitely become a Titled Douluo and let you feast your eyes on all ten divine swords."

"Titled Douluo is still a very distant matter." Chen Yu smiled. "Come, come, Xiaojun. Test your Innate Soul Power. With such a powerful phenomenon just now, your Innate Soul Power shouldn't be low."

Chen Xun snapped back to himself as if waking from a dream and hurriedly echoed, "Right, right, right. Son, place your hand on the Soul Testing Ball."

The instant Chen Xiaojun's palm touched the blue crystal ball, his body trembled. The ball had an enormous suction force, and a power inside his body surged from his navel through his palm and into the sphere.

Dazzling blue spread instantly from a single point. In a flash, the crystal ball shone brilliantly, and a faint blue halo lit up the surroundings like a resplendent gemstone, indescribably moving.

"This is Innate Full Soul Power!" Chen Xun drew in a deep breath.

At that moment, Chen Yu suddenly said with authority, "From now on, Xiao'er's Innate Soul Power will be announced as level nine. Anyone who violates this will be dealt with according to clan rules."

Everyone was stunned, then answered in unison.

"You brothers, Xun Er, Xiao'er, come with me. Everyone else, disperse." After Chen Yu finished speaking, he walked toward the side hall.

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