Under the influence of the "Purify" will text, the great hall had become spotless. Su Xiuyi also possessed the "Curse" will text, so this place of ten deaths and no life was no longer dangerous to him. There was not the slightest sense of being in a cage here, either.
Su Xiuyi now wore a scholar's white robes, which made him look even more handsome. He was in even better condition than before.
Su Xiuyi did not wander around the Myriad Text Academy. After all, quite a few people outside were still watching him, and wandering around the academy might draw their attention. That was not what he wanted. By now, this place that others saw as a deathtrap had long since become a treasure land he was determined to claim. Whatever the reason, Su Xiuyi did not want to leave the Myriad Text Academy. So he stayed inside the great hall and continued cultivating. Now that he had obtained three Will Characters, he needed even more willpower to improve. He continued cultivating until Tiezhu came again.
"Martial Uncle Su, are you all right today?"
Outside the gate, Tiezhu spoke in a somewhat subdued voice. He did not know how Su Xiuyi was faring now. After making inquiries over the past few days, Tiezhu had finally realized how terrifying this place was. It was a burial ground.
"I'm all right. What, are you afraid today?" Su Xiuyi sensed Tiezhu's mood and could not help laughing.
"Martial Uncle, it's not that I'm afraid. I've just learned more these past few days. Grandmaster said this is a burial ground. Since ancient times, no one has ever come out alive. Even the strongest person who went in survived no more than three years." Knowing that Su Xiuyi was certain to die, Tiezhu was much more downcast.
"Is Grandmaster well?" Hearing Tiezhu mention Grandmaster, his own teacher Wang Lin, Su Xiuyi could not help asking. He had been dazed that day and had not seen what happened, but Shen Dong had told him that Wang Lin had severed his own arms. He did not know how Wang Lin was now. Besides, it was no secret, and Tiezhu stayed by Wang Lin's side, so he was bound to know something.
"Grandmaster is well. He's just quieter, and the Literary Court is much more deserted. But Grandmaster said that was fine too. It's peaceful," Tiezhu replied.
"Tiezhu, spend some time with Grandmaster when you can. You don't need to bring me meals so often anymore. Once every half month will do. I need time to cultivate." Su Xiuyi pondered for a moment. Now that he could cultivate and absorb primordial Qi and willpower, going without food or drink for a short time would not affect him at all. He also did not want Tiezhu to come every day and attract other people's attention.
"All right!"
Tiezhu soon left.
Su Xiuyi returned to the great hall without another word and continued cultivating, hoping he would become strong enough to make his teacher's arms grow back.
Not until late at night, when the Yin Qi and power of the curse in the Myriad Text Academy were at their strongest, did Su Xiuyi leave the great hall. With his constant cultivation, his eyesight had become terrifyingly sharp. Even in the dark, not a blade of grass or an insect within five hundred meters could escape his gaze.
That day, Su Xiuyi wandered through the Myriad Text Academy and came to a tombstone. Large characters were carved into it: Tomb of the Saber Saint, Yin Jiuge.
The one cursed to death when a supreme expert of the Abyss Race blew himself up in the Myriad Text Academy back then had been the Saber Saint, Yin Jiuge.
"Check-in is available here. Would the host like to check in?"
The system's voice rang out in Su Xiuyi's mind.
"Check in?"
Su Xiuyi was delighted. This was the Saber Saint's tomb. Wondering what reward he would receive, he checked in without hesitation.
"Congratulations, host. You have checked in before the Saber Saint's tombstone and obtained the Three Sabers of the Avici Dao, a supreme saber technique."
When the system finished speaking, Su Xiuyi's heart trembled. He had obtained Divine Runes from his check-ins over the past few days, so receiving a cultivation technique today truly took him by surprise. The Three Sabers of the Avici Dao instantly appeared in his mind, as though the technique had been engraved there. He found that his mastery of it had reached one hundred percent.
Cultivating it presented no difficulty at all. The only troublesome part was that he had to open the corresponding acupoints to cultivate the Three Sabers of the Avici Dao, and doing so required a considerable amount of primordial Qi and essence blood.
"Still, the Three Sabers of the Avici Dao is terrifying beyond measure. It's a divine offensive technique. If I cultivate it successfully, it will have an incredibly fearsome burst of power."
Back then, the Saber Saint had comprehended Domination of the World, a saber technique related to the Avici Dao, and dominated the world with it, earning the dread of the various races. In the end, the Heavenly Abyss Race paid a tremendous price. A supreme expert infiltrated the Myriad Text Academy and laid a curse at the cost of his life, finally bringing about the Saber Saint's death.
The Three Sabers of the Avici Dao was even more terrifying than Domination of the World. Su Xiuyi was very satisfied.
For cultivators, time was a concept without meaning. Another day soon passed, and Su Xiuyi came to the altar for worshipping heaven in the Myriad Text Academy. The system's voice rang in his ears.
"The altar for worshipping heaven is a repeatable check-in location. Would you like to check in?"
"Check in!"
Su Xiuyi checked in at once. If he could check in here repeatedly, there was bound to be something extraordinary about it.
"Check-in successful. Obtained ten drops of Mountain-Breaking Bull essence blood."
A jade bottle appeared in Su Xiuyi's hand the next moment. Inside were ten drops of Mountain-Breaking Bull essence blood containing terrifying power.
Su Xiuyi smiled. He sat down cross-legged beneath the altar and began cultivating. He had just been frowning over how to cultivate the Three Sabers of the Avici Dao, but now everything was solved. This was a repeatable check-in location, so he was bound to obtain countless drops of essence blood. Essence blood was the best thing for opening acupoints.
Time flew, and three years soon passed. Su Xiuyi kept checking in and obtained countless drops of Demon Race essence blood. The number of acupoints he had opened reached more than sixty.
Su Xiuyi had checked in everywhere except a few places with powerful formations and the site of the great battle back then.
At the primordial Qi well, Su Xiuyi checked in and obtained the "Primordial" Will Character.
At the Heart Cultivation Pavilion, Su Xiuyi checked in and obtained the "Endure" Will Character.
At the Austere Meditation Pavilion, Su Xiuyi checked in and obtained the "Tranquil" Will Character.
At the Dao Discussion Pavilion, Su Xiuyi checked in and obtained the "Yin" Will Character.
The "Curse" will text absorbed a vast amount of curse willpower, and Su Xiuyi finally entered the Skysoar realm.
During this time, as Su Xiuyi grew stronger, Tiezhu came less and less often at his request. Su Xiuyi's existence was almost forgotten by everyone.
Su Xiuyi, once a peerless prodigy and a man guilty of heinous crimes, had been consigned entirely to history. No one spoke of him anymore; no one even hated him now. The Literary Court where Wang Lin resided was ignored by the academy as well. Wang Lin had lost both arms, his strength had suffered greatly, and he hardly instructed his disciples anymore. If he had not once been the imperial tutor, someone would have seized his Literary Court.
Now, within Great Zhou, one name was at the height of its glory: Zhan Wushuang of the Battle Sect.
At the Soaring Sky Ninth Level, he challenged prodigies everywhere and had already defeated ninety-nine of them. He intended to enter the Sky Traversing realm undefeated in a hundred battles. For his final opponent, he chose another of the most renowned figures of recent years: Ji Wuming, son of the head of the Southern Heaven Academy.
The academy, once hated because of Su Xiuyi, drew attention again. This time, however, it had nothing to do with him.
(End of chapter)