This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 380 - 11: Comprehension of the Sword Monument (Added by the Hall Master Zhang Xiaoyuan)

Chapter 380: Chapter 11: Comprehension of the Sword Monument (Added by the Hall Master ‘Zhang Xiaoyuan’)

The Sword Stele Secret Realm was situated atop the Sword Sect’s Cultivation Peak.

After Lu Qingshan handed over the Sword Token to the decrepit Sword Cultivator guarding the peak,

the elder, with his hair graying, couldn’t help but look at Lu Qingshan in surprise, “You’re at the Golden Core Stage and you’ve come to comprehend the Sword Monuments in the Sword Stele Secret Realm, with ten days to do so?”

Lu Qingshan could feel the astonishment in the elder’s tone. He chose to ignore the first part of the statement, but the second part caught his attention.

Ji Chuan had said that the comprehension time in the Sword Stele Secret Realm was extremely precious, but Lu Qingshan had no clear concept of its value.

Yet, seeing that Xia Daoyun casually granted him ten days, he inherently felt that it must be somewhat precious.

However, seeing the old man’s reaction now, it seemed different from what he had thought.

“Is ten days of comprehension time considered a lot?” Lu Qingshan asked politely.

Taken aback by Lu Qingshan’s question, the elder frowned and suddenly asked, “Which peak’s disciple are you? Who is your mentor?”

“Sword Coming Peak, mentored by Xia Daoyun,” Lu Qingshan replied.

“No wonder….” Upon hearing this answer, the elder seemed to have an epiphany and muttered, “That girl never knows the cost of food and fuel until she must buy it for herself…”

The elder looked up to see Lu Qingshan still looking puzzled and said gruffly, “Normally, a Sword Sect disciple is only granted three days’ time to comprehend in the Sword Stele Secret Realm when they break through to Nascent Soul Stage. To wish for more is to depend on fate and fulfilling certain conditions.

You, on the other hand, are still at the Golden Core Stage, and your generous mentor casually allocated you ten days of her own accumulated comprehension time.”

Lu Qingshan’s pupils contracted slightly.

He hadn’t thought ten days were many before, but now, after the elder’s explanation, he suddenly understood.

Those ten days of comprehension time had not been mentioned by Xia Daoyun, so he had assumed they were something all Sword Sect disciples had access to.

It turned out to be Xia Daoyun’s private accumulation from the past, now allotted to him.

Lu Qingshan glanced at the old Sword Cultivator who appeared pained by this gesture.

Inside, Lu Qingshan couldn’t help but feel a sense of appreciation.

My mentor really is generous toward me.

After scrutinizing Lu Qingshan carefully, the elder wiped a hand over Lu Qingshan’s Sword Token and handed it back. Then, forming a hand seal with his right hand, he suddenly pointed at the stone wall in front of him. Immediately, a roaring sound erupted.

Amidst the reverberating roar, brown ripples appeared on the stone wall, much like the surface of a lake.

At that moment, a colossal black crevice appeared on the stone wall.

“The Sword Stele Secret Realm is inside,” the decrepit Sword Cultivator spoke indifferently. “You only have ten days. Of course, if you feel uncomfortable inside, you can choose to exit early. Don’t overexert yourself.

The number of days you spend inside will be the exact number of days deducted from your time.”

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, bowed to the decrepit Sword Cultivator, and then strode toward the fissure, vanishing within it in an instant.

Only after Lu Qingshan’s figure had disappeared did the elder unintentionally mutter to himself, “Isn’t this wasteful… How can one below the Nascent Soul Stage aspire to enter the Sword Stele Secret Realm and comprehend its intent? It’s simply an impossible dream.

To say nothing of gaining insight, it would be difficult for him to even stay there for ten days. I better pay close attention to what happens inside. If anything goes awry with the lad, I’ll promptly transport him out to prevent injury.”

……

“Here…,” when Lu Qingshan’s figure appeared, he found himself in a barren world.

In front of him lay a stone forest composed of towering Sword Monuments.

The Sword Monuments were spaced far apart from each other.

A narrow pathway unfurled, leading deep into the forest of Sword Monuments.

An odd sensation came over him, causing Lu Qingshan’s scalp to tingle.

Sword Intent whirled around, making the Primordial Spirit above Lu Qingshan’s Sea of Consciousness experience a slight pricking pain.

This sensation was due to the excessively strong Sword Intent from the Sword Monuments, which radiated outward, attacking his Primordial Spirit.

Lu Qingshan paced forward into the forest of Sword Monuments.

“No one masters the dance, Qiu Shan locks the Divine Dragon.”

At the entrance, the first stone stele boldly displayed these elegantly carved verses—not with ink, but engraved by a sword cultivator using a sword.

Watching Lu Qingshan approach the first sword monument outside the secret realm, the frail old mentor couldn’t help but purse his lips.

“This lad seems to have a rather strong Primordial Spirit, so he can withstand it, but…” the mentor sighed, “the reason why only those with Nascent Soul Cultivation can enter this Sword Stele Secret Realm is that the enlightenment of the sword monument has its own thresholds.”

It’s not as simple as just looking at a sword monument and gaining enlightenment.

One must resonate with the swordsmanship and Sword Intent contained within the monument in order to glean insights from it.

And the stronger the cultivator, the easier it is to resonate with the sword monument.

…

Meanwhile, Lu Qingshan gazed intently at the ten characters, feeling irresistibly drawn in as if by their gravity.

The script itself seemed to form its own space, with a myriad of images and meanings subtly emerging.

“Profound!”

The more Lu Qingshan observed these ten characters, the more inscrutable they appeared.

Contained within these ten characters were, astonishingly, ten Sword Techniques and two types of Sword Intent.

…

Outside the secret realm, the mentor was taken aback to see Lu Qingshan so immersed in the first sword monument.

Could it be that he had just happened upon a sword monument that matched his own sword path?

The lad’s luck was quite good indeed.

In the Sword Stele Secret Realm, another scenario exists: If a sword cultivator’s personal sword path resonates with that on a sword monument, even if their Cultivation isn’t high, they can still resonate with that monument.

In common terms, it’s like seeing eye to eye.

But such sword monuments are rare to encounter.

In the eyes of the veteran sword cultivator, Lu Qingshan seemed to have experienced just that.

“That’s good, at least in this way, the lad has gained something,” the seasoned sword cultivator breathed a sigh of relief.

Though he grumbled continuously, deep down he wanted the disciples of the Sword Sect to do well.

However, in the next moment, the old sword cultivator’s eyes bulged, his beard trembling with anger.

Inside the secret realm, Lu Qingshan, having opened his mind and carefully felt around once more, ultimately sighed, shook his head, and unexpectedly walked away.

“Foolish! Truly foolish!” the mentor fumed, “To just give up upon encountering a monument that resonates—does this boy realize how difficult it is to find another sword monument that could enlighten him?!”

……

“Young master, why not choose this monument? Isn’t one of the Sword Intents it contains precisely the Slaughter Sword Intent?” Qin Yitian asked curiously.

“The sword techniques and paths contained in this monument are too unpredictable, and I do not favor them.

As for the Slaughter Sword Intent, each person perceives it differently. What I seek in the sword monument is merely a foothold.

I have already reached the Unity Realm with my Slaughter Sword Intent and have my own solid understanding. To contemplate someone else’s Slaughter Sword Intent would only disturb my mind and be of no benefit to me,” Lu Qingshan explained.

He then continued down the line, moving towards the second sword monument.

This monument was not inscribed with characters, but with hundreds of messy, seemingly random sword marks wildly strewn about with no discernible pattern.

Outside the secret realm, the old sword cultivator was still fuming and bristling, yet a glimmer of hope remained in his heart.

“I hope that after the lad hits a wall with the second sword monument, he will realize how difficult it is to resonate and gain enlightenment from a sword monument in this Sword Stele Secret Realm.

Then, may he come to his senses, quickly turn back, and diligently seek enlightenment from that first monument—after all, that is the right path.”

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