[Congratulations, host, for completing your daily check-in at the " Wordless Sword Stele " in the Twelve Star Check-in Area, and obtaining the entry " Ancestor of the Sword Dao ".]
[ Ancestor of the Sword Dao: You are the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, the Ancestor of the Sword Dao, and you have comprehended the True Meaning of the Sword. Lord of Ten Thousand Swords: Your understanding of the Sword Dao will be greatly enhanced. All swords in the world, regardless of rank, will recognize you as their master when they are without a master. Ancestor of the Sword Dao: Your Sword Dao comprehension has been greatly enhanced. The operating principles of all Sword Dao Principle are as clear as the lines on your palm. True Meaning of the Sword: You have comprehended the True Meaning of the Sword, and can analyze all Sword Dao in the world, extract their pure essence, and make it your own.]
[Congratulations, host, for completing the daily check-in at the " Wordless Sword Stele " in the Twelve Star Check-in Area and obtaining the " Eternal Sword Instruction ".]
[ Eternal Sword Instruction: The supreme inheritance of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, the culmination of the Eternal Sword Ancestor's lifelong Sword Dao. The sword is formed by heaven, and all paths return to the Sword Dao. Upon reaching minor mastery, one can transform all things into a sword; upon reaching major mastery, all things in heaven and earth become swords, and with a single thought, one can create heaven and earth.]
[Congratulations, host, for completing the daily check-in at the " Wordless Sword Stele " in the Twelve Star Check-in Area and obtaining " Origin of Sword Intent ".]
[ Origin of Sword Intent: A special reward, the Origin of Sword Intent condensed over countless ages in the Sword Stele Forest, representing the Sword Dao and Sword Intent of all beings. This origin gathers the remnants of the Sword Dao of countless sword cultivators throughout their Ten Thousand Sword Domain, and after being tempered by the Wordless Sword Stele of the Eternal Sword Ancestor, it has been transformed into a wisp of pure origin. (Note: The host must integrate the " Ancestor of the Sword Dao " entry before directly receiving the Origin of Sword Intent; otherwise, forcibly refining it will result in a backlash.)]
Han Xuanji examined the rewards from the three gates one by one, his excitement barely contained.
"As expected of a twelve-star reward, as expected of the Dao essence left behind by the Sword Ancestor."
Six hundred thousand points, that's an absolute steal!
Han Xuanji took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, but then heard a commotion of footsteps behind him.
He looked back and saw Chen Xin, Si Xing, Fu Xin, Zang Kong, Ling Cang, Leng Qianqiu, and many disciples of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, all of whom had followed him.
They stood outside the Wordless Sword Stele, not getting too close.
The crowd watched Han Xuanji's retreating figure from afar, their gazes varying.
Si Xing crossed his arms, looking expectant.
Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, but his eyes held a deep scrutiny.
Fu Xin gripped her sleeves slightly, feeling both nervous and expectant.
Ling Cang and Leng Qianqiu stood at the back of the crowd, gazing at the tiny figure in green robes beneath the towering sword monument, and the same thought arose in their minds.
What kind of mark could Han Xuanji leave before the Wordless Sword Stele?
Further away from the Wordless Sword Stele, many people also began to take an interest.
Not everyone attended the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet. They knew some of the rumors about Han Xuanji, but they were also very curious about the Sword Dao talent that Han Xuanji could display.
Although Han Xuanji wasn't known for his Sword Dao at the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet, as a peerless genius, his Sword Dao shouldn't disappoint, right?
In the void, the three figures still stood silently.
Ji Mingyue stood with her hands behind her back, her long silver hair swaying slightly in the air. Her clear, moon-like eyes gazed at Han Xuanji's back, a hint of scrutiny in them.
She had seen far too many Sword Dao prodigies: the successive Sword Scion of the Eternal Sword Pavilion, the head elders of each pavilion, and even those Holy Lord- level powerhouses who left behind thousand-foot sword monuments in the Sword Stele Forest —weren't they all exceptionally talented?
Her standards had long been honed to be extremely high. Although Han Xuanji held the title of champion of the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet, Sword Dao was ultimately not his primary focus.
If his performance is mediocre, although he won't be "returned," the Sword Pavilion's attitude towards him probably won't be as enthusiastic as before.
Beside her stood the Sword Venerable Wuxin and the Flying Snow Sword Venerable, side by side.
The Sword Venerable Wuxin stroked his beard, his gaze deep and thoughtful. The Flying Snow Sword Venerable crossed his arms, a carefree smile playing on his lips, yet a hint of curiosity lingered in his dashing eyes.
They were used to seeing Sword Dao prodigies, and if Han Xuanji had simply left behind an ordinary sword monument, it would have been decent enough, but it wouldn't have truly moved them.
With the Eternal Sword Pavilion's solid foundation, they don't lack a "not bad" sword cultivator.
Many Sword Pavilion disciples couldn't help but harbor dark suspicions when they saw that Han Xuanji hadn't made a move for a long time.
Could it be that this Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet champion is merely a figurehead?
Or perhaps his Sword Dao was inadequate, completely insufficient to evoke a resonance from the Wordless Sword Stele.
Thinking about it this way, many Sword Pavilion disciples even felt a sense of superiority. Since they could trigger the resonance of the sword monument, didn't that mean they were stronger than Han Xuanji?
Of course, these were just thoughts in my mind; having learned from past mistakes, I naturally dared not discuss them publicly.
Han Xuanji stood beneath the Wordless Sword Stele, looking up at the colossal monument, and sighed softly in his heart.
He clearly just wanted to sign in and see just how much profound Daoist wisdom this legendary sword monument truly possessed.
But as things have progressed to this point, he can now sense countless burning gazes behind him, as well as several Daoyin and profound auras in the distant void.
He has been in seclusion at the Eternal Sword Pavilion for a hundred years, which has indeed been a slight to the Sword Pavilion's hospitality.
Now that he has reached the deepest part of this Sword Stele Forest, if he were to simply do a perfunctory job, it would only make Han Xuanji appear ungrateful.
That's enough.
Since they're here, let them have a look.
What does it mean to be a "prodigy"?
With a firm resolve, Han Xuanji no longer hesitated and focused his mind on his sea of consciousness.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness touching the newly acquired entry in the System Space: Ancestor of the Sword Dao.
"System, merge entries."
With a thought, an indescribable power arose from nothing.
This force was not violent; it was like a drop of ink falling into a pool of clear water, spreading out silently.
The Wordless Sword Stele was the first to react in the next instant.
Suddenly, Dao's Extremity sword light appeared on the surface of the colossal monument, spreading upwards from the base like a silver snake swimming across the dark mirror.
Immediately afterwards, countless ancient runes appeared on the surface of the monument. These runes had never appeared before anyone before, but now they seemed to be awakened by some power, lighting up one after another and illuminating the entire sword monument as if it were daytime.
The more than 10,000 sword steles in the Sword Stele Forest resonated almost simultaneously, causing the entire Sword Stele Forest to tremble.
The Sword Intent that had been dormant for countless years suddenly awakened, emitting a buzzing sound that was sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched.
The buzzing sound was initially chaotic, but it quickly coalesced into a magnificent symphony of Sword Dao.
Thousands of sword lights burst forth from each sword monument; some were as blazing as the sun, carrying the ferocity of slaughter and destruction; some were as graceful as water, carrying the enduring grace of life; some were as sharp as frost, carrying an unwavering determination...
Countless sword lights intertwined and swirled above the Sword Stele Forest, forming a sea of sword light that blotted out the sky.
"This..."
For the first time, Ji Mingyue's voice lost its usual cool and composed tone.
She suddenly took half a step out of the void, her long silver hair fluttering wildly in the wind from the sword. Her clear, cold eyes reflected the towering phantom, and she gasped.
She recognized the aura of the illusory figure.
That was the aura of the Sword Ancestor.
That was the Daoist essence left by the Eternal Sword Ancestor in the Wordless Sword Stele. But at this moment, that Daoist essence was resonating with Han Xuanji's aura, as if two forces of the same origin were recognizing each other.
"This doesn't seem like a display of Sword Intent, or the emergence of a new sword monument."
Ji Mingyue's voice was somewhat strained; this was the first time she had lost her composure in front of others since taking charge of the Sword Pavilion.
"This seems to be... Han Xuanji gained the Sword Ancestor's approval, triggering a unique phenomenon left behind by the Sword Ancestor!"