Chapter 15: Sword Sect

April 14th.

There are still five days until the Lingyuan Ze Night Market, which was agreed upon with Granny Qin.

Inside his Immortal Cave, Song Yan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed.

At this moment, his Divine Sense was undergoing a tremendous transformation.

In a vast darkness, a dozen light traces slowly arranged themselves, forming a pattern similar to a small chessboard.

The phantom image of the chessboard suddenly changed again.

It was like being on an ancient battlefield, with soldiers and enemy generals fighting a bloody battle.

It was as if sitting deep in the clouds, an recluse immersed in the mountains and rivers.

It was like a child gazing at the stars in the night.

"The Lord of Numbers, based on its extreme, operates in all four directions..."

"Borrowing the balance of heaven and earth, with mountains, rivers, plants, and trees as pieces, combining the Five Elements technique as the ground, pointing the Five Stars Seizing Meridians as the momentum, and man seated at the center..."

"This is... Five Stars Seizing Meridians."

At a certain moment, he felt his Divine Sense tear into dozens or hundreds of tiny fragments; intense pain instantly overwhelmed his other senses, and his mind boomed.

After an unknown period, the roaring gradually subsided.

Inside the Immortal Cave, Song Yan slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this considered... a Breakthrough?"

This Cultivation Technique for Divine Sense, called "Five Stars Seizing Meridians," only contained methods for Cultivation and visualization, without a complete system.

So he wasn’t sure what level his Divine Sense was at.

Song Yan released his Divine Sense, which could extend about twenty-four or twenty-five zhang away, allowing him to see everything outside the Immortal Cave.

Falling leaves, insect chirps, dew—every sound was amplified in his eyes and ears, giving him a subtle sense of control.

"This is the effect of enhanced Divine Thought. It’s truly marvelous."

When he first learned this Cultivation Technique, Song Yan’s Divine Sense improved very quickly. In just a few days, he advanced from three or four stelae to being able to cut twelve stelae.

But after returning to the Sect, he quickly found that the speed of Divine Sense Cultivation was getting slower and slower... In over a month, it only progressed from twelve stelae to fourteen stelae... He Cultivated diligently until today, when his Divine Sense underwent a strange change, which should be a Breakthrough of a small Bottleneck.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, Song Yan took out the stone bead. At this moment, the stone bead had turned white again. His Divine Sense sank into it, and he returned to the Liangyi Realm.

He slightly turned to look at the seventeen circular ink dots on the stone tablet, then raised his eyes to gaze at the huge ink tablet forming in the sky.

His Divine Thought transformed into a blade, easily cutting open the first tablet.

At this moment, Song Yan could already divide his mind to carefully experience the feeling of his Divine Sense transforming into a blade... It was marvelous.

Each time he shattered an ink tablet, a circular ink dot would light up.

By the time the seventeenth ink tablet condensed, Song Yan’s Divine Sense already felt signs of exhaustion. With all his might, he still transformed it into a blade to meet the falling giant tablet.

Boom... "..."

Finally, as the seventeen ink tablets were shattered, all seventeen circular ink dots lit up completely!

Song Yan was already finding it difficult to sustain, but he still didn’t want to exit the Liangyi Realm, staring intently at the ink tablet on the ground, which was inscribed with the "Five Stars Seizing Meridians" Cultivation Technique.

What changed first was not the stone tablet, but the sky.

Song Yan looked up, following the sound. The shattered black "ink traces" were slowly drifting and combining, seemingly forming some pattern.

"Buzz——"

Song Yan narrowed his eyes, seeing that the Divine Sense from the seventeen shattered ink tablets had not dissipated.

At this moment, they were buzzing in unison, gradually gathering and combining into two ancient yet sharp characters... At the same time, the stone tablet inscribed with the Five Stars Seizing Meridians Cultivation Technique finally changed.

The text and patterns on it vaguely dissipated like ink, and the two characters gradually formed and were imprinted upon it.

Song Yan looked up, and in the distant sky, the black and white colors outlined a magnificent and vast phantom image of an Immortal Sect!

"Sword Sect..."

Song Yan murmured.

He wasn’t completely ignorant now; he understood some basic common sense.

There were quite a few Sects in the Cultivation World named "Sword Sect" something or other. Even in their Chu Kingdom, there were several minor, unranked small Sects, such as "Qingyuan Sword Sect" and "Lingxi Sword Sect."

Most of the Cultivators in these Sects primarily practiced sword control techniques or specialized in refining Flying Swords.

But to name a Sect directly as "Sword Sect" seems a bit too ostentatious... Just as Song Yan was lost in thought, the phantom image of the Sect dissipated like ink in water.

One by one, ink-colored symbols, scriptures, and patterns leaped out from the ink, swirling around Song Yan.

At a certain moment, the first ink-colored rune flew directly towards him, piercing into his glabella.

Song Yan subconsciously took a few steps back, but he was only a wisp of Divine Sense in this space, and his speed couldn’t keep up with the moving ink-colored rune.

Subsequently, all the ink-colored runes rushed towards his glabella, vying for entry, and disappeared without a trace.

He was already struggling to continue after continuously releasing seventeen Divine Sense blades. Now, the ink-colored runes surged into his mind.

Song Yan felt a sharp pain and fainted... Four days later, in the early morning.

The sun rose in the east, filling the air with purple Qi. Most Disciples who weren’t too lazy would wake up early to slowly Cultivate, absorbing the purple Qi.

Song Yan hadn’t found any records in the Qi Condensation Chapter about the difference between this morning purple Qi and ordinary Spiritual Qi, nor was he clear about its mysterious properties.

However, this practice of absorbing morning Qi seemed to be a tradition throughout the Cave Abyss Sect.

According to Senior Brother Lin Qing, this tradition had been passed down since Daoist Li Jun established the Sect here.

In the Outer Sect, at Dongshan Sun-Gazing Rock, Song Yan sat cross-legged in a secluded corner, slowly opening his eyes.

"To formally Cultivate this ’Sword Planting Technique,’ one actually needs to disperse their Cultivation and start anew..."

"..."

"This can’t be a Demonic Path Cultivation Technique, can it?"

Song Yan mumbled to himself.

Recalling what happened that day, he was full of doubts about this strange Sect.

"Sword Sect..."

That day, he lost consciousness in the Liangyi Realm and only slowly awoke after three full days.

However, his mind now contained a message similar to a letter and a special Cultivation Technique.

The content of the message had many terms that Song Yan didn’t understand, or words that were vague and difficult to interpret.

So he could only understand it according to his own thoughts. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

From his personal understanding, this Sect was called Sword Sect, a Sect specializing in the Dao of the sword.

It’s just that the Disciples of the Sect had suddenly encountered a great disaster and had all perished.

The person who left the message, as the Sect Master, could not swallow this insult and went to settle accounts.

However, the Sect was a Legacy passed down by the Ancestral Master. After only four or five generations, the Legacy was broken, and the Sect Master felt ashamed before their ancestors.

Therefore, the Sword Sect’s token was given to a fated person. When the Ancestral Masters of past generations blamed them, there would be an explanation.

However, since the Sword Sect had already been destroyed, and there was no guide to test his Heart-Nature and Aptitude, he could only be given the status of an Outer Sect Disciple to learn some superficial Cultivation Techniques of the Sect.

If he had the opportunity to advance to the Golden Core stage in the future, he could enter the Sect’s secret realm on his own, officially become an Inner Sect Disciple of the Sect, and rebuild the Sword Sect.

"...Golden Core..."

Song Yan was speechless.

With his Aptitude, being able to establish a Dao Foundation in his lifetime would already be a blessing.

Golden Core? He wouldn’t even dare to imagine it.

The letter said that this Sect had only been passed down for four or five generations since its establishment.

Considering that the entire Sect now, besides himself, the one who got a bargain, had no Disciples left, and the Sect Master was still missing and presumed dead, Song Yan believed that this should be a casual Sect from ancient times. In terms of scale alone, it probably couldn’t even compare to the Cave Abyss Sect.

This also explained why there was such a precious secret art as Five Stars Seizing Meridians, which could Cultivate Divine Sense.