Sword Douluo Kneels: The Water in the Sword Washing Pool Contains Supreme Sword Dao?

With Jiang Chen's strength, he naturally captured the high-dimensional projection device suspended in the void, invisible to mortals.

He could even imagine the terrified and desperate faces of that group of people on the Douluo Continent at the other end.

"Tang San? Yu Xiaogang? Bibi Dong?"

"Tsk tsk, all familiar faces."

The playfulness in Jiang Chen's eyes deepened. If it were invaders from other worlds, Jiang Chen might have slapped them to death instantly.

But since it was Douluo...

The feeling was like a max-level character in full gear suddenly seeing a bunch of noobs in the starter village fighting tooth and nail over a few copper coins.

Not killing them, but keeping them for the show, seemed much more interesting.

"System, mask my true form from the sky screen's surveillance."

[Ding! Masking complete. In the eyes of the sky screen, the host will appear as an indescribable incarnation of the Dao.]

Jiang Chen nodded; he didn't want to be watched like a monkey by a group of ants.

If he was going to do this, he would be the mastermind high above the nine heavens, controlling everything.

"Since you've come to my territory, I'll add a little spice for you."

Jiang Chen looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was being led to the Chore Department, his thoughts shifting slightly.

A faint, ethereal divine telepathic message resonated directly in the mind of the outer sect disciple responsible for leading the way.

Primordial Immortal Court, mountain gate plaza.

The outer sect disciple in charge of the group was just about to hand Zhu Zhuqing over to the manager of the Chore Department.

Suddenly, her entire body shuddered, her face turning deathly pale, before instantly transforming into a look of boundless fanaticism and reverence.

She turned abruptly and knelt heavily toward the direction of the Immortal Court's depths!

"This disciple shall strictly obey the decree!"

This sudden scene startled both Xiao Cui and Zhu Zhuqing.

"S-Senior sister, what's wrong?" Xiao Cui asked, stuttering.

The outer sect disciple stood up, took a deep breath, and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with eyes that had instantly changed.

It was no longer the condescending and casual gaze from before, but a complex look filled with a hint of envy and even a trace of awe.

"Zhu Zhuqing, is it?"

The disciple's voice trembled slightly:

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

"Just now, the Immortal Lord's immortal attendant stated that the Immortal Lord personally issued a decree."

"He said your bloodline is special and has specially permitted you to go to the Sword Washing Pool as one of the candidates for his sword-attending maidservant!"

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the beast bone in Xiao Cui's hand dropped in shock, her mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Sword-attending... maidservant?!"

"And for the Immortal Lord himself?!"

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

In the Primordial Immortal Court, being a maidservant to the Immortal Lord meant a status countless times higher than an outer sect elder!

Conversely, on the Douluo Continent at the other end of the sky screen.

Although they couldn't hear the specific transmission, seeing that incredibly powerful outer sect disciple suddenly kneel and then drastically change her attitude toward Zhu Zhuqing, everyone realized one thing:

Zhu Zhuqing had found a real powerhouse to rely on!

Primordial Immortal Court, outer sect area.

The bronze warship slowly descended onto a floating immortal island.

This was not the core of the Immortal Court, but merely Chore Peak, used to house chore disciples and low-level disciples.

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

"Is... is this the floor?"

She lowered her head, looking at the plaza tiles beneath her feet.

The tiles were a deep, dark cyan, with faint flowing lights shimmering across them, radiating an indestructible aura.

Zhu Zhuqing tentatively channeled her soul power, which had just surged to level 43, and summoned her Nether Spirit Cat martial soul. Her sharp cat claws extended, and she struck the ground with all her might.

"Screech!" Sparks flew everywhere!

However, not even a white mark was left on the ground!

Zhu Zhuqing's fingers throbbed with pain, her sharp claws nearly snapping.

"Hiss..."

Zhu Zhuqing drew a sharp breath. She knew that her current attack power was enough to slice through rock and tear through steel on the Douluo Continent.

Yet, she couldn't even break the defense of the bricks used to pave the floor of this Immortal Court?

Xiao Cui, standing nearby, saw this and let out a snicker.

"What are you doing? Those are floor tiles fired from a mixture of Dark Iron Essence Mother and Star Sand. Even the outer sect senior brothers can't leave a mark on them when striking with their flying swords at full power."

"Don't go sharpening your little cat claws there; it's a pity for the floor tiles."

Hearing this, the Douluo Continent on the other side of the sky screen completely erupted.

In Heaven Dou City, at the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who was watching the live broadcast, widened his eyes abruptly. He pointed at the screen, his hand trembling.

"Dark... Dark Iron Essence Mother?!"

"And they're using it for paving?!"

"They've gone mad! That is a top-tier material for crafting divine weapons. I spent fifty years searching and only found a piece the size of a fingernail, which I inlaid into my defensive soul tool."

"In this sect, they actually use it to pave a plaza?!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's breathing grew rapid. He stared fixedly at that plaza, his eyes filled with fanaticism and jealousy.

"A waste of heaven's gifts! It is simply a waste of heaven's gifts!"

"If such fine material were given to me to forge a sword, the quality of my Seven Kill Sword would definitely ascend to a new level!"

However, this was only the beginning.

The outer sect female disciple in charge of receiving guests led Zhu Zhuqing across the plaza and arrived at a place called the Sword Washing Pool.

"Since it is the Immortal Lord's decree that permits you to be a candidate for a sword-attending maidservant."

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

"In the future, if the Immortal Lord's personal sword gathers even a speck of dust, it shall be your dereliction of duty."

The female disciple pointed to a pool of water ahead and spoke indifferently.

The pool was not large, roughly ten zhang square. The water was clear to the bottom, but strangely, it did not reflect the sky above.

Instead, within the pool, it seemed as though countless tiny fish were swimming about.

Upon closer inspection, those were no fish.

They were clearly streaks of sword qi—tiny, yet sharp to the extreme!

Every streak of sword qi seemed to contain a unique, supreme principle of the sword!

"This pool water..."

Zhu Zhuqing merely stood on the bank and took a glance.

"Hum!"

She felt a stinging pain in her eyes, as if they had been pricked by needles. Tears streamed down uncontrollably, and the martial soul within her body let out a mournful cry, as if it had encountered a natural predator, and retreated back into her body in terror!

"Do not stare at the pool water for too long."

The female disciple reminded her indifferently:

"This pool water is water from the Heavenly River that the Immortal Lord casually drew upon when practicing his swordplay in the past. It contains one-billionth of the Immortal Lord's sword intent."

"Although it has been diluted over countless years, it remains a great terror for mortals."

"If not for seeing that you possess some perseverance, you would have no qualifications to even approach this place."

As these words fell.

On the Douluo Continent, at the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

"Thump!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been sitting in his chair, suddenly knelt down toward the sky screen the moment he saw the close-up of the pool water!

He did not just kneel; this 96th-level Titled Douluo, known as the Sword Douluo and possessing the greatest attack power on the continent, was now streaming with tears, his entire body trembling as if he were on a pilgrimage, his face filled with madness as he looked at the screen!

"The Way of the Sword, that is the supreme Way of the Sword!"

"I see it, I see it!"

"That tiny ripple in the water actually contains the intent to sever the heavens, something I have never comprehended!"

"That single droplet of water hides a peerless sharpness I have never touched!"

"To hear the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening! To hear the Way in the morning, one can die content in the evening!"