The Nine Swords King?

The Cosmic Chaos Stele, as the most complex and difficult stele, had the fewest people comprehending it.

Correspondingly, the "Cosmos" school also had the fewest followers.

There were not many masters who founded this school.

In Chaos City, the "Cosmos" school had only eleven masters, far fewer than the schools affiliated with other Chaos Steles.

Inside the rest chamber of Feng Hui's cultivation residence.

He was looking down at the book the Black-robed Envoy had delivered earlier. In the book, there was this passage—

"Those who can pass the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Bridge are the true elites of our Cosmic Human race, master-level existences among Immortals. They directly qualify for permanent residency in Chaos City and can establish their own schools here to take disciples and give lectures, earning widespread respect!"

"As for cultivators who come to Chaos City, once they pass the third level of the Heavenly Bridge, they can attend lectures."

"You may listen to any master's teachings."

"But if you wish to become a disciple of a particular master, then on your first lecture... you must choose to attend that master's class to show respect, and afterward request to become their disciple! If the master agrees, then the apprenticeship is successful."

"Take a master?" Feng Hui's heart stirred.

This was how things worked in the universe—taking a master was a very common matter.

When one was still weak, having a super-strong teacher to guide them was extremely beneficial.

Moreover, Feng Hui was walking the path of the essence of space-time laws. Having an additional master from the "Cosmos" school to teach him would undoubtedly greatly accelerate his cultivation progress.

"Who do I choose?"

Feng Hui looked at the information on the eleven masters of the "Cosmos" school in the book.

These were all masters—masters among Immortals!

They were far stronger than Teacher Wala of Feng Hui's Dongdi Clan clone. Teacher Wala was at the Peak Marquis level, barely able to become a King.

But these masters... each of them was considered very strong even among "King Immortals," and some were even invincible Kings.

Many of their disciples were Immortals!

"Who do I choose?"

Feng Hui muttered to himself as he read, "Mm, in Chaos City, the 'Cosmos' school has a total of eleven masters. Among these eleven masters, three belong to the Virtual Universe Company: Thunder Blade King, Thousand Spirits King, and Nine Swords King."

"Hm? Nine Swords King?" Feng Hui was suddenly startled.

He carefully read the information on Nine Swords King in the book.

Nine Swords King, first place in the Virtual Universe Company's Peak Genius Battle over a thousand eras ago... an invincible King-level existence, who had just come to Chaos City to establish his school...

This... wasn't this the Nine Swords Venerable who presided over Luo Feng's generation's genius battle?

From the discussions of the Immortals leading the genius battle in the original work, it was known that the Nine Swords Venerable, tens of thousands of eras (billions of years) before Luo Feng's generation's genius battle, was still at the Stellar Level and had also participated in the genius battle, becoming the number one of that generation.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the Nine Swords Venerable was still the Nine Swords King. It had only been a little over a thousand eras since his rise in that genius battle, and he had not yet broken through to Venerable.

That is to say, the current era was still billions of years away from Luo Feng.

He had transmigrated too early—and a bit too early at that.

Of course, on the vast timescale of the original universe, a single reincarnation era was measured in trillions of eras (hundreds of billions of years). Being early by billions of years now was only slightly early.

But it seemed that clinging to Luo Feng's coattails was out of the question for now.

In billions of years, if he himself didn't fall, he could probably achieve something.

"Thunder Blade King, Thousand Spirits King, Nine Swords King."

Feng Hui looked at the information on the three, pondering to himself.

He didn't know much about Thunder Blade King and Thousand Spirits King, but this Nine Swords King... was the future Nine Swords Venerable.

If he was going to take a master, he naturally had to choose the strongest.

Chaos City.

"This is it!"

Feng Hui walked to the gate of a mansion. At that moment, cultivators in twos and threes were entering the mansion.

"Today, Nine Swords King is giving a lecture. I heard he's explaining the first to third diagrams of the Cosmic Chaos Stele."

"Mm, even though I'm comprehending the fourth diagram now, I still gain something every time I listen to the basics."

"Same here."

"Although Nine Swords King just came to Chaos City to establish his school and give lectures, a master is a master."

One Realm Lord after another, and even Immortal cultivators, entered the mansion. Feng Hui also entered along with them. The signal detection at the mansion's gate swept over Feng Hui without hindrance, clearly indicating that Feng Hui had the right to attend lectures.

Inside the mansion.

On a plaza dozens of kilometers wide and long, several hundred cultivators had already gathered.

"Young man, first time attending a lecture?"

A middle-aged burly man sitting not far from Feng Hui said with a smile. He could tell at a glance... that the person before him was only at the Cosmic Level.

"Yes." Feng Hui nodded.

"You're already at Cosmic Level and can attend lectures—that means you were selected from the genius battle, and one of the top contenders at that."

The middle-aged burly man chuckled. By now, over a thousand cultivators had gathered in the square.

Boom

An invisible pressure instantly blanketed the entire square. The thousand-plus cultivators fell silent, showing respect for the master.

A handsome man with purple scales covering his head, clad in a green robe, walked toward the square. He was Nine Swords King.

"Nine Swords King hasn't taken any disciples yet. If only we could succeed in becoming his students."

"That depends on ability. Without skill, why would Nine Swords King accept you?"

Muffled whispers rose from the crowd, but their voices were extremely low.

Feng Hui held his breath, watching.

In the distance, Nine Swords King sat cross-legged.

"Today, I will lecture on the first three diagrams of the Cosmic Chaos Stele. These three diagrams are the foundation."

Nine Swords King raised a finger, pointing into the air. Complex secret patterns appeared in midair. "This first diagram—the fundamental laws operate like this..."

The intricate golden secret patterns swirled in the air, like mechanical gears, containing mysterious and unfathomable law power.

"So amazing." Feng Hui stared, dumbfounded.

Nine Swords King's lecture was clear, his descriptions vivid, yet the gathered cultivators still found it profoundly abstruse.

Each person's understanding and perception differed.

"Alright, today's lecture ends here." Three days later, Nine Swords King said calmly.

"Thank you, Teacher!"

The thousand-plus cultivators bowed respectfully.

At that moment, a black-haired young man in short robes stepped out from the crowd, walking straight toward the front.

Instantly, the gazes of the thousand-plus cultivators shifted to him, filled with surprise: "Is this kid trying to become a disciple?"

"I humbly beg Teacher to accept me as a disciple!" His voice echoed through the square.

The thousand-plus cultivators all looked at Nine Swords King.

Would he accept or not?

Nine Swords King gazed calmly at Feng Hui.

"Feng Hui, you are indeed outstanding—a rare genius of my 'Cosmos' school."

"But unfortunately, I currently have no intention of taking disciples."

"However, for the remaining twenty-plus years you're in Chaos City, if you have any doubts, you may come to my residence to seek guidance."

Indeed, Nine Swords King truly had no plans to take disciples at present.

Feng Hui was indeed exceptional. As long as he didn't fall, he had great prospects of becoming a Marquis, or even a King.

But so what?

Nine Swords King had burst forth from the pinnacle genius battle with a first-place finish, advancing fiercely all the way, until now he was the youngest invincible King-level existence of the current era among the cosmic human race.

On the battlefield beyond the territory, he had slain countless alien Immortals.

Throughout all of humanity, he was a renowned peerless prodigy.

Many super-powerful experts believed he had a high chance of becoming a Universe Venerable.

At this moment, Nine Swords King's greatest focus was on improving his own strength, not on other matters.

He came to Chaos City only to retreat and cultivate after countless years of savage slaughter on the battlefield beyond the territory; establishing a sect was merely incidental.

Other sect masters might think that taking on an excellent disciple could one day yield an Immortal to aid them, or at least strengthen their faction and influence.

But in the eyes of Nine Swords King—young and proud, and extremely young for an invincible King—taking disciples simply wasn't important.

In this world where all power resides in oneself, in this cruel universe where the strong decide everything, one's own strength is what truly matters.

Extremely proud, extremely confident, Nine Swords King believed that as long as he successfully broke through to Universe Venerable, countless Immortals would willingly come to pledge allegiance to him.

By then, the race would even arrange for him to preside over genius battles or powerhouse battles. Without any effort on his part to recruit and train disciples, an entire generation of geniuses would grow up and become his subordinates.

Wouldn't that mean all the world's talents would fall into his net?

Wasn't that far better than painstakingly taking on and guiding disciples here?

As for whether he could break through to Universe Venerable, or whether he might be stuck for endless ages unable to advance...

Nine Swords King, who had advanced triumphantly all his life, undefeated among his peers, feeling somewhat like the protagonist of his era, simply didn't think about it that much.

As the youngest invincible King-level powerhouse of humanity in the current era, Nine Swords King had this confidence, and he believed—

That day would not be far off!