" The Wordless Sword Stele..."
The Sword Venerable Wuxin stopped and offered an explanation:
"Among the many sword tablets left by the Eternal Sword Ancestor, the most important one can be studied by all inner disciple my Sword Pavilion."
If your Sword Dao resonates with the sword monument, you can erect your own sword monument next to it.
Normally, the stronger and more promising Sword Dao, the stronger the resonance it evokes, and the higher the height of the sword monument will be.
"According to the Sword Master, even Chen Xin's Sword Dao is only nine zhang and nine chi?"
Han Xuanji asked with some curiosity:
"Aside from the Wordless Sword Stele itself, how tall is the tallest sword stele in the vicinity?"
Upon hearing this, the Sword Venerable Wuxin laughed and said:
"Haha, don't underestimate Chen Xin. Although he was defeated by you, in terms of talent, looking at the geniuses of the Eternal Sword Pavilion throughout the ages, his first monument was nine feet nine inches long, which is enough to rank him among the top three geniuses of the Sword Pavilion. After all, he had just broken through to the Eternal Dao Master level, which was already the limit among cultivators of the same realm."
His sword monument is now far more advanced than it was before.
"I see."
Han Xuanji nodded.
In other words, the Wordless Sword Stele not only allows people to understand its mysteries, but also serves as a test of Sword Dao and skill level.
Chen Xin's nine-foot-nine-foot height was already the limit that the Eternal Dao Master could reach.
The Sword Venerable Wuxin paused, then looked at Han Xuanji:
"You can give it a try. With your talent in Sword Dao, if you can resonate with the Wordless Sword Stele, you might gain something."
Han Xuanji nodded, indicating that she would definitely go.
He didn't care how high the achievement was; the main thing was that this was clearly a high-star sign-in location, and there was even a high probability that it was a twelve-star sign-in location.
However, he didn't plan to go now; it wouldn't be good to make too much of a splash when he first arrived on someone else's turf.
Han Xuanji cupped his hands in greeting to the Sword Venerable Wuxin:
"Thank you, Sword Master. I plan to hone my Sword Dao and familiarize myself with the Sword Pavilion environment before heading there."
The Sword Venerable Wuxin nodded casually:
" The Sword Stele Forest doesn't have many restrictions to begin with; any inner disciple the Sword Pavilion can go. With your current status, you can enter at any time."
After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Chu Qi, his gaze lingering on Chu Qi for a moment before he said:
"This young friend can also accompany you; he is now considered inner disciple our Sword Pavilion."
Chu Qi was immediately startled, wondering, "Should I go too?"
Afterwards, the Sword Venerable Wuxin didn't say much, but simply nodded slightly to Han Xuanji, as if he had received some news, and looked apologetic.
" Xuanji, there are some matters in the pavilion that require my attention. I will arrange for a disciple to guide you."
Han Xuanji cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sword Master, please go ahead with your business. There's no need for me to delay your important matters."
The Sword Venerable Wuxin smiled, took a step, and his figure disappeared from the spot like mist without the slightest ripple, as if he had never been standing there at all.
Chu Qi was stunned and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
Only then did he truly and intuitively realize just how extraordinary that seemingly kind and approachable middle-aged man really was.
Han Xuanji noticed Chu Qi's nervousness and turned to him, saying:
"Don't be so reserved, just follow me."
Chu Qi nodded vigorously, gripping his longsword tightly. His voice was still a little strained, but it carried a stubborn seriousness:
"I understand, and I will never bring shame to Young Venerable."
Han Xuanji didn't say anything more.
Some things can't be taught; he has to adapt to them gradually on his own.
Before long, a figure swept in from the end of the mountain path.
The newcomer was a handsome young man, dressed in a light blue sword robe, with a narrow, long blue sword hanging at his waist. His aura was deep and unassuming, indicating that he was at least at the Peak Sage.
He landed in front of Han Xuanji Han Xuanji, first looking her up and down, then cupping his hands in a respectful bow, his tone gentle and polite:
"Junior Brother Han, my name is Fu Xin. If you don't mind, you can call me Senior Brother Fu Xin."
Han Xuanji nodded.
The other party possesses the cultivation of Peak Sage and is also a personal disciple of the Sword Venerable Wuxin; it is only right to address him as Senior Brother.
He returned the greeting. " Xuanji greets Senior Brother Fu Xin."
He then gestured to Chu Qi from the side:
"This is Chu Qi. From now on, he will stay by my side."
Chu Qi hurriedly stepped forward and bowed somewhat awkwardly to Fu Xin, his voice trembling slightly:
"I've... I've met Fu Xin..."
Fu Xin glanced at Chu Qi, her gaze lingering on him for a moment, her expression unchanged, and she simply nodded slightly.
"I've heard Master mention you; you can call me Senior Brother."
After saying that, he turned to Han Xuanji:
"My two junior brothers, please come with me. I'll show you around the core area of our Heart Sword Pavilion."
The three continued on their way.
Fu Xin walked ahead at a leisurely pace. He didn't talk much, but every word he uttered was just right, neither overly enthusiastic nor cold.
Han Xuanji noticed that whenever the disciples of the Heart Sword Pavilion encountered along the way saw Fu Xin, they would stop and respectfully bow.
Fu Xin simply nodded in response, without lingering.
This calm and reserved demeanor is quite different from Si Xing's forthright and cheerful personality, yet it still evokes a sense of goodwill in people.
Before long, the three arrived at a wide open space deep within Heart Sword Peak.
At the end of the flat land, a magnificent pavilion rises from the ground. It is made entirely of dark blue wood, with more than a hundred stories high, upturned eaves, and silver wind chimes hanging under the eaves. When the mountain wind passes through, it makes a crisp and delicate sound like swords.
There is a simple plaque hanging on the main entrance of the pavilion, with the three characters "Collection of Books" written in the handwriting as vigorous as a sword.
Han Xuanji glanced at the three words and felt the Sword Intent emanating from them wash over him, as if an invisible sword hung above the doorway, scrutinizing everyone who stepped inside.
"This is the library of our Heart Sword Pavilion."
Fu Xin stopped and turned to Han Xuanji, saying:
"This library was built by the first Saint Venerable of our Heart Sword Pavilion, around the same time as the founding of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, countless millennia ago. The sheer number of Sword Dao manuals, Cultivation Method techniques, secret arts, and notes and insights from generations of sword cultivators within its collection is beyond anyone's comprehension."
"Master instructed that Junior Brother may borrow these books freely without restriction."
Han Xuanji nodded, unsurprised.
Chu Qi, listening from behind, was completely stunned.
Although he didn't know Han Xuanji's background, he didn't seem to be a disciple of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, but rather a guest. Yet, he could freely borrow Cultivation Method from the library without restriction. What kind of status did this indicate?
The group arrived at the library, where two Sage Realm sword cultivators stood guard.
Their gazes swept over Han Xuanji and Chu Qi, a look of hesitation on their faces:
"Greetings, Sword Lord Fu Xin. Are these two newcomers?"
Fu Xin introduced with a smile:
"This is Han Xuanji, Young Venerable Han. You should have heard of him."
As soon as Fu Xin finished speaking, the two Sage Realm sword cultivators guarding the library exchanged a glance.
They had naturally heard of Han Xuanji; he was the champion of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet and the number one prodigy of the Sacred Court.
The problem is that the rules of their Heart Sword Pavilion's library are extremely strict; even disciples of the pavilion can only enter by making contributions.
The older swordsman on the left pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said:
" Sword Lord Fu Xin, Young Venerable Han, it is not that we intend to make things difficult. The rules of the Library Pavilion were established by the Saint Venerable. Anyone who enters the pavilion must either be formal disciple of the Heart Sword Pavilion or hold a warrant personally approved by the Saint Venerable or the Pavilion Master."
"Nature."
Fu Xin seemed to have anticipated this question, and calmly took out a sword-shaped jade token from his sleeve and handed it over.
The jade pendant was pure white, with Dao's Extremity sword mark engraved on it, containing the Sword Intent of the Sword Venerable Wuxin. It was the Sword Venerable Wuxin's personal token.
The older swordsman took the jade token, examined it carefully, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly returned it with both hands, his attitude much more respectful than before.
"Since it's personally approved by the Sword Master, there's naturally no problem. Please come in."