Sword Douluo Knelt: Did the Water in the Sword Washing Pool Contain the Supreme Way of the Sword?

With Jiang Chen's strength, he had easily detected the high-dimensional projection device hovering in the void, invisible to mortals.

He could even imagine the terrified, despairing faces of the people on the other end, in the Douluo Continent.

"Tang San? Yu Xiaogang? Bibi Dong?"

"Tsk, tsk. All familiar faces."

The amusement in Jiang Chen's eyes deepened. If powerful beings from some other world had invaded, he might have slapped them to death without a second thought.

But since it was Douluo...

It felt like a max-level character in god-tier gear suddenly spotting a bunch of noobs in the starting village fighting tooth and nail over a few copper coins.

He could leave them alive and watch the show. That seemed more fun.

"System, shield their Sky Screen from seeing my true form."

[Beep! Shielding complete. In the eyes of the Sky Screen, the host will appear as an indescribable embodiment of the Dao.]

Jiang Chen nodded. He had no desire to be treated like a monkey by a bunch of ants.

If he was going to do this, he would be the mastermind behind the scenes, standing high above the Nine Heavens and pulling all the strings.

"Since you've come to my territory, let's give you something extra."

Jiang Chen watched Zhu Zhuqing being led toward the Chore Department, and a thought stirred in his mind.

A faint divine transmission rang directly inside the mind of the Outer Sect female disciple leading the way.

At the mountain gate plaza of the Primordial Immortal Court.

The Outer Sect female disciple leading the group was just about to hand Zhu Zhuqing over to the steward of the Chore Department.

Suddenly, she shuddered. Her face turned deathly pale, then filled with boundless fervor and reverence.

She spun around and dropped to her knees before the depths of the Immortal Court!

"This disciple obeys the Dharma Decree!"

The sudden scene startled both Xiao Cui and Zhu Zhuqing.

"S-Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Xiao Cui asked, stumbling over her words.

The Outer Sect female disciple rose to her feet and took a deep breath. When she looked at Zhu Zhuqing, her expression changed at once.

Gone was the condescension and casual disregard from before. In their place was a complicated look, tinged with envy and even awe.

"You're Zhu Zhuqing, right?"

The female disciple's voice trembled slightly.

"You don't need to report to the Chore Department."

"Just now, the Immortal Lord's attendant said that the Immortal Lord had personally issued a Dharma Decree."

"He said that the bloodline within you is special, and has specially permitted you to go to the Sword Washing Pool as one of the candidates to serve as his sword attendant!"

Boom!

At those words, the beast bone slipped from Xiao Cui's hands. Her mouth fell open wide enough to fit an egg.

"A sword... sword attendant?!"

"And for the Immortal Lord himself?!"

Xiao Cui looked at Zhu Zhuqing as if she were a goddess who had ascended to the heavens in a single step.

In the Primordial Immortal Court, serving as a handmaiden to an Immortal King meant a status countless times higher than that of an Outer Sect elder!

Meanwhile, on the other end of the Sky Screen, in the Douluo Continent.

Though they couldn't hear the actual transmission, they had seen that impossibly powerful Outer Sect disciple suddenly kneel, then change her attitude toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Everyone realized one thing:

Zhu Zhuqing had found herself a powerful patron!

In the Outer Sect of the Primordial Immortal Court.

The Bronze Warship descended slowly onto a floating immortal island.

This was not the heart of the Immortal Court, merely the Chore Peak where servants and low-ranking disciples were housed.

Even so, the moment Zhu Zhuqing stepped off the warship, she froze.

"Th-this is the floor?"

She looked down at the plaza tiles beneath her feet.

The tiles were a deep, dark blue-black, with faint light rippling across their surfaces. They radiated an air of unbreakable solidity.

Tentatively, Zhu Zhuqing circulated the Soul Power that had just surged to level 43. Her Nether Civet Martial Soul possessed her, and sharp claws sprang from her fingers. She put all her strength into clawing at the ground.

"Skree!" Sparks flew everywhere!

Yet the ground didn't even bear a single white scratch!

Instead, Zhu Zhuqing's fingers throbbed from the impact, and her claws nearly broke.

"Hiss..."

Zhu Zhuqing drew in a sharp breath. Her attacks were powerful enough to split rocks and rip through steel back in the Douluo Continent.

Yet she couldn't even scratch the bricks this Immortal Court used to pave its floors?

Seeing this, Xiao Cui giggled.

"What are you doing? Those tiles are made by firing Dark Iron Essence Mother mixed with Star Sand. Even the Outer Sect senior brothers can't leave a mark on them by striking with all their might using flying swords."

"Don't go sharpening your little cat claws on them. You'll make me feel sorry for the tiles."

At those words, the Douluo Continent on the other side of the Sky Screen erupted.

Heaven Dou City, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who had been watching the broadcast, suddenly widened his eyes. Pointing at the screen, he trembled all over.

"D-Dark Iron Essence Mother?!"

"And they're using it to pave the ground?!"

"Have they gone mad? That's a top-grade material used to forge divine weapons! I spent fifty years searching for it and only found a piece as big as a fingernail, which I set into my Defensive Soul Tool."

"And this sect uses it to pave a plaza?!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was breathing even harder. He stared fixedly at the plaza, his eyes full of fervor and envy.

"What a waste! What an outrageous waste!"

"If I had material this fine to forge a sword, the quality of my Seven Kill Sword would rise to another level!"

But that was only the beginning.

The Outer Sect female disciple led Zhu Zhuqing across the plaza to a place called the Sword Washing Pool.

"Since the Immortal Lord has issued a Dharma Decree permitting you to become a candidate for sword attendant..."

"The first thing you must learn is how to wash a sword."

"If the Immortal Lord's sword ever gathers dust, it will be your failure."

The female disciple pointed at the pool ahead and spoke calmly.

The pool wasn't large, perhaps ten zhang across. Its water was crystal clear, yet, strangely, the surface reflected no image of the sky.

Instead, within the water, countless tiny fish seemed to be swimming.

But on closer inspection, where were the fish?

They were sword auras—each one tiny, yet sharp to the extreme!

Every sword aura seemed to contain a unique and profound truth of the sword!

"This water..."

Zhu Zhuqing had only stood on the bank and glanced at it.

"Buzz!"

She felt a stabbing pain in her eyes, as if needles had pierced them. Tears streamed down her face, and her Martial Soul let out a mournful cry. As if it had encountered a natural enemy, it shrank back into her body in terror!

"Don't stare at the water for too long,"

the female disciple reminded her calmly.

"This pool was formed from water drawn from the Heavenly River when the Immortal Lord practiced his sword in the past. It contains one ten-billionth of the Immortal Lord's sword intent."

"Though it has been diluted over countless years, it remains a great terror to mortals."

"If I hadn't seen that you have some perseverance, you wouldn't even qualify to come near this place."

As her words fell...

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, in the Douluo Continent.

"Thud!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been sitting in his chair, saw the close-up of the pool.

Without warning, he dropped to his knees before the Sky Screen!

Not only did he kneel, but this 96th-level Titled Douluo, known as Sword Dao Chen Xin and famed for having the greatest attack power on the continent, now wept and trembled all over. Like a pilgrim paying homage at a holy site, he stared at the screen, his face alight with madness!

"The sword—the supreme Way of the Sword!"

"I see it! I see it!"

"That tiny ripple contains the intent to sever the heavens, something I've never comprehended!"

"That drop of water conceals peerless sharpness, something I've never touched!"

"If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content that very evening! If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content that very evening!"