The Terror of the World Protagonists

There are countless legends about this sword in the Xuanhuang Realm, each version differing from the next.

One version claims the sword's embryo was forged by the number one Artifact Refining Grandmaster of a thousand years ago.

The materials used were all Heavenly materials and earthly treasures, exceedingly precious.

Legend has it that a mysterious Power of Origin from heaven and earth was also drawn upon and infused into the blade.

Ordinarily, a cultivator would carry many treasures, but only the Destined Magic Treasure would, under the cultivator's nurturing and strengthening, give birth to a trace of spirituality.

Take Sword Cultivators for example—a Sword Cultivator's Destined Magic Treasure is inevitably their own sword.

Selecting a Sword Embryo, performing Blood recognition, guiding the Divine Soul—transforming it into a Destined Sword!

The Sword Cultivator would continuously nourish it; as the person grew stronger, so too did the sword.

Gradually, a sword spirit would emerge, sharing a heart-to-heart connection with the Sword Cultivator.

But this sword was peculiar.

Even while still a Sword Embryo, it had already given birth to spirituality.

Up to this point, it sounded like the beginning of a divine sword's myth.

Yet this sword was no divine blade—it was a thoroughly Evil Sword!

No one knew how the highly accomplished number one Artifact Refining Grandmaster had died beneath its edge.

All that was known was that the Evil Sword devoured its master to strengthen itself.

The great powers of the Cultivation world gathered in force, attempting to intimidate the sword.

The matter even alarmed the Sword Sect, the sacred land of the sword path in the Eastern Continent.

But no one could destroy it, nor even suppress it!

Anyone who tried to subdue it would be devoured in turn—its evil nature was extraordinary!

It wasn't until the Dao Ancestor stepped in, taming it and sheathing the sword, that it was brought to heel.

According to unofficial records, the Dao Ancestor was originally an alchemist by trade, his Destined Magic Treasure being a medicinal cauldron.

Yet he yearned for the sword path, and though he had no Destined Sword, he always called himself a Sword Cultivator.

Whenever he faced an external enemy, if a Sword Cultivator was present, he would Borrowed Sword from them.

As the Dao Ancestor grew stronger and his fame swelled, eventually overshadowing the era and even surpassing the Sword Venerable of the Sword Sect, Sword Cultivators across the world considered it an honor to lend him their spiritual swords!

Later, the Dao Ancestor even created his own unique Heaven-grade technique—Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin!

This borrowing became borrowing every sword under heaven!

Legend has it that when the Dao Ancestor first developed this technique, it caused ten thousand swords within a hundred li to burst forth, soaring into the sky!

Moreover, unlike some sword-path sects, he did not hoard his knowledge.

The Dao Ancestor publicly released this technique to the world, allowing all Sword Cultivators to study it together!

Yet, only a handful ever managed to master it.

From then on, if anyone in the world could execute Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin, nearby Sword Cultivators would mostly willingly lend their swords, viewing it as the epitome of a Sword Cultivator's elegance!

Even now, a thousand years later, this remains true.

In matters of self-proclaimed elegance, Sword Cultivators have always been the pinnacle of the Cultivation world.

In other words, before the Dao Ancestor obtained that sword, this foremost figure of the era had always called himself a Sword Cultivator and Freeloading off others' swords.

But regardless, after that, the Dao Ancestor finally had his own sword.

A sword—an Evil Sword that devoured its master!

"There are just too many versions of this sword's legend on the forums." Chu Huai Xu had seen over a dozen himself.

This was merely the most popular one.

"Another version says this sword was always the Dao Ancestor's Destined Sword; he just kept nurturing it and never once had it Drawn out, so he always Borrowed Sword in daily life, and later created Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin."

"Only when his divine skill reached Major Accomplishment did the divine sword also reach Major Accomplishment."

In short, there were versions for both good and evil.

He himself adhered to the principle of not believing rumors nor spreading them, merely skimming through for fun.

"Anyway, this sword belongs to Xu Ziqing—what's it got to do with me?" Chu Huai Xu would think this way, just taking it as entertainment.

But now, he had transmigrated, and the time was Xuan Calendar 1990—that sword was still masterless.

Moreover, Chu Huai Xu knew exactly where that sword was.

"It's on that mountain!"

Beyond that, he also knew clearly how to earn the right to go up that mountain!

Chu Huai Xu's thoughts scattered as he withdrew his gaze from Xu Ziqing.

"Now, I don't know if it's the butterfly effect from me being a transmigrator, but at least the character lines of these two World Protagonists have deviated from the original."

"I just don't know if that's good or bad."

Seeing that Xu Ziqing had already sorted the gifts, Chu Huai Xu finally stepped inside the room.

The delicate-looking youth, crouched on the ground, lifted his gaze to glance at him, silently envying Chu Huai Xu's height.

Sometimes he wondered—if he weren't so short, would his overall appearance be better?

Chu Huai Xu gave the practical daily necessities a quick once-over, then couldn't help asking, "I've looked through it all—there's no silver inside?"

"Uh, no." Xu Ziqing shook his head.

Hearing this, Chu Huai Xu cursed inwardly.

All this fuss, and they didn't bother sending money!

Then, his gaze landed on two jade bottles.

The bottles had slips of paper stuck to them, bearing the names of the spirit pills.

"Qi Gathering Pill." Now that was a good thing at this stage.

Taking a Qi Gathering Pill would speed up the absorption of spiritual energy into the body.

During the Aperture Opening Stage, it was especially helpful for breaking through apertures.

But that was all.

With the nine apertures of the human body still sealed, the Xuanhuang Secret Treasury couldn't be unlocked. Spiritual energy entering the body couldn't be retained or converted into spiritual power.

"Once all nine apertures are opened and I obtain the First Realm cultivation technique, then taking a Qi Gathering Pill will speed up the conversion of spiritual energy—one day of hard training will equal several."

"The exact effect varies from person to person."

"The better one's talent, the stronger the pill's effect. Damn it!"

"For players, it means that after taking the pill and cultivating, the Cultivation Technique Experience Points gained will increase."

Two jade bottles, ten pills each.

Chu Huai Xu knew very well that if he gave these to Han Shuangjiang, that cold-faced girl's cultivation speed in the First Realm would skyrocket.

"Still, cultivators should take pills scientifically and in moderation."

"Spirit pills are meant to assist cultivation. Over-reliance will actually limit your potential."

But what counted as moderate pill-taking varied from person to person.

"Regular spirit pills like Qi Gathering Pills seem to be perfectly safe within ten pills," he thought.

"With me and Han Shuangjiang, Liu Tianfeng sending twenty pills is reasonable."

Players wouldn't have this worry, since the system would judge it—if they took too many, it would warn them.

Of course, given the nature of those goofy players, some would definitely be in their rebellious phase, thinking, "I'll pop them anyway!"

That would raise their Character Level, but deduct from their Spiritual Embryo Attribute.

After finishing the inventory of the room, Chu Huai Xu led Xu Ziqing outside.

Outside, Han Shuangjiang was still practicing her palm strikes.

After this short period of practice, she had grown increasingly proficient in the Eight Wastelands Roaming Dragon.

It was the cold-faced girl's first time learning a martial art, and she was a bit hooked, completely immersed and thoroughly enjoying herself.

She struck out palm after palm, stirring up gusts of wind.

Chu Huai Xu watched from the side, finding it a pleasant sight.

Having transmigrated, there was no phone to play with, no videos to watch—too few forms of entertainment.

Watching a pretty girl practice palm techniques was a decent pastime.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Xu Ziqing watching just as intently, a little too focused, almost lost in it.

"What, want to learn?" Chu Huai Xu said casually.

Xu Ziqing snapped back to reality, as if waking from a dream.

The youth had come all this way to join the Dao Sect, even willing to work as a servant.

His mind stirred, and he entertained a small thought—he wanted to show off a bit.

So, he tentatively nodded.

To his surprise, the "new master" beside him agreed without hesitation.

"Sure." Chu Huai Xu said, looking utterly indifferent.

The delicate-looking youth heard this, glanced at Han Shuangjiang again, then suddenly took a stance and thrust a palm forward.

"Whoosh—!" A gust of palm wind swept out.

He already knew it.

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