Advance the future and become a martial saint on earth!

Chapter 224 The mansion is named 'Heavenly Blade', the ancestral court is legitimate, they recruit people to join, and if there is a disagreement, they will rob and plunder!
Heavenly Blade True Sect

He led Ji Xiu, whose arrival on the island had caused a huge uproar, away and into the courtyard. He watched as Ji Xiu, whose spirit was contained within his purple palace, whose blood and qi were surging, and whose true energy was naturally formed, followed him step by step.
Even though he appeared calm and composed, Qin Zhuo, whose talent had barely surpassed everyone else's, still felt an overwhelming sense of pressure.

once Upon a time.

Ji Xiu, standing before him, was merely a Bone Refining Martial Artist, just beginning to show his potential.

Although his future looks bright, Qin Zhuo anticipates that it will take him at least three to five years to achieve anything significant.

But let alone three or five years.

In just three to five months!

This junior brother, on whom high hopes were placed, made rapid progress, breaking through several bottlenecks and barriers.

Even I myself can hardly catch up with it now.

If one's spiritual realm is already like this, then one's moral character has declined even further.

For a moment, he hadn't even realized what the young master of the Incense Sect was thinking and was almost fooled by him. But his junior brother saw through his scheme in a single glance.

To see into people's hearts is like seeing a fire.

While Qin Zhuo was still lost in thought, Ji Xiu spoke up in a gentle tone:

"Senior brother, where are our grandmaster and senior master?"

"And my master, Duan Chenzhou."

"Now that our grandmaster is at the height of his power and wants to establish a new sect, does he no longer need to maintain his 'fake death' appearance?"

The two ascended the forging platform, stepped over the blue brick steps, and entered the Heavenly Blade Sect. Upon hearing this, Qin Zhuo pointed to the entrance before him:
"Grandmaster and Master are currently discussing matters with guests in the 'Heavenly Blade Hall'."

As for my martial uncle…

“Our master had instructed us to search for it before, but no news came back.”

Qin Zhuo shook his head.

Ji Xiu didn't delve into this matter, as his master, Duan Chenzhou, always had his own ideas.

Even if his cultivation level is now comparable to Tiangang's and he can overturn the Heavenly Gang and suppress him with one punch, he was the one who started his martial arts enlightenment. Respecting his teacher and valuing the Way is still what he should do.

What intrigued Ji Xiu even more was...
A meeting?

With whom to discuss matters?

Looking at the inquisitive look in Ji Xiu's eyes.

Qin Zhuo was somewhat wary:

"Neither my grandmaster nor my master mentioned who these people were, but they each carried a sword and exuded a deep and unapproachable aura."

"Even the disciples who followed them were not ordinary people."

"Junior brother, if you don't want to wait here, I can arrange for you to rest, or you can go to Jiangyin Prefecture to visit relatives and friends first?"

“When you were not in Jiangyin Prefecture, your younger sister Ji Wei searched for you several times at Feixian Temple in the prefectural city, and also sent several visiting cards to the Marquis of Jiangyin’s residence.”

Ji Xiu listened without commenting.

Since he entered Jiangyin Prefecture, he has already considered all the key points.

First, he went to the Dojo Street and asked Li Songxi and Yin Hong, the two true disciples of his master Chen He, to send invitations to various businesses on his behalf.

He also had the disciples of the Taoist temple present the exquisite carp he had caught on the Dongcanghai River during his visit to the Marquis's residence, taking care of all the social obligations.

There's no need to rush to make a trip.

Ji Xiu was about to speak in response.

But then a powerful voice rang out from inside the Heavenly Blade Hall:

"It doesn't matter."

"Tell your junior brother to come in directly."

This was a commotion sent by our grandmaster, Wang Xuanyang.

Upon hearing this, Qin Zhuo naturally dared not neglect his duties. He told Ji Xiu to step forward and then went to continue taking charge of the affairs of the Heavenly Blade True Sect.

Ji Xiu pushed open the door to the main hall of the Heavenly Blade Temple.

Then he saw several sharp eyes on either side, scrutinizing and examining him.

As soon as he stepped across the threshold and was stared at by so many eyes, Ji Xiu remained calm, leaning on his sword. He was not as restrained as his juniors, but instead swept his gaze across them one by one.

But then I saw—

Seated on the seats were various types of swordsmen, each with their own unique appearance and bearing at least some considerable weight.

The leader, who was the most respected of the three, possessed an aura of intimidation no less than that of a true 'titled Martial Saint'!
These men all carried swords, without exception.

Upon noticing this, Ji Xiu's gaze became introspective, and he seemed to be deep in thought for a moment.

The Heavenly Blade lineage is inherited from the 'ancestral court of the Way of the Blade'.

Back then, my grandmaster Wang Xuanyang was a true descendant of the ancestral court of swordsmanship, and was a disciple of Chen Danding. Since then, the entire ancestral court of swordsmanship has fallen apart.

Chen Danding rose to prominence just as Wang Quan Wu Mu, as a member of the Wang family, entered the court with Zhou Chongyang.

These people, all carrying swords, were able to sit comfortably on their master's small plot of land.
Could it be that he is a surviving descendant of another sword lineage after the ancestral court was destroyed?

For a moment, Ji Xiu's eyes lit up with interest.

Before he could even speak...
A powerful, aged voice suddenly rang out:

"At such a young age, he has embarked on the path of condensing a martial arts body, and even broke through the 'heart treasure,' one of the five internal organs' secret treasures, which is truly extraordinary."

"I wonder which school or lineage of 'Martial Arts Treasure Body' Wang Zhenchuan bestowed upon his disciples?"

The old man had sharp eyes and sat in the main seat; he was the oldest in terms of age.

Even among those three 'titled martial arts' whose extraordinary origins are immediately apparent, this is still a case in point.
He was also one of the most powerful people, but just by looking at Ji Xiu's heart and blood boiling, he immediately saw through the mystery.

time.

The crowd stirred slightly, and when they looked at Ji Xiu, their eyes were filled with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Unleash the power within, condense the precious body!?

This is different from what 'Wang Xuanyang' said before.
But who is this old man, Chen, who spoke up?

Of all those present, he is the only one who can be considered the legitimate successor of the 'Seven Palaces and Five Academies' within the twelve lineages of the Heavenly Blade Sect!

Although he was only a steward and instructor in the 'Great Snow Blade Academy', one of the five lower academies, he could not be considered a top figure.

However, the successive calamities of that year caused nine out of ten of the Blade Court's elite forces to perish. Of the Seven Palaces' main lineage, only two or three have survived after being reorganized.

Having this kind of background is already quite remarkable.

Others, even the two sitting next to him, were not as senior as him.

Wang Xuanyang was all smiles the moment he saw Ji Xiu.

Before leaving, he deciphered the profound meaning within the 'Dan Ding Dao Ping' (a type of ancient Chinese alchemy inscription), and then specifically instructed Ji Xiu to infiltrate it with his divine soul to seek guidance from the lingering remnant left behind by his master.

I originally just had a 'let's give it a try' attitude.
But I didn’t expect it!

He really succeeded in making his grand-disciple a success!
Upon hearing the question from someone named 'Old Chen', Wang Xuanyang waved his hand dismissively, deliberately raising his voice:

"Good grand-disciple, show Elder Chen what you've got."

"Our lineage points directly to the true and orthodox tradition from the source!"

True lineage and orthodoxy?

Old Chen's expression hardened slightly.

Beside him, the other two had different expressions.

It wasn't until Ji Xiu straightened his muscles and bones, mobilized his qi and blood, and concealed some of the miraculous power of forging the 'Human Immortal Embryo,' that only the signs of the 'Royal Power Body' were slightly revealed.
This caused the three leading swordsmen to flinch and nearly stand up from their seats.

Beside Old Chen, the black-clad swordsman, who had been like a meditating monk, suddenly narrowed his pupils to pinpoints and murmured softly:

"This is."

"Royal Treasure Body."

The four large characters, heavy as a thousand pounds, struck the hearts of everyone in the hall like a boulder.

Take a closer look.

Beneath the young man's skin, countless large, gleaming tendons flowed with light, and the sharp, metallic aura of his sword formed a divine bridge from his internal organs, creating a natural circulation of energy. He already possessed some of the form and essence of the 'Royal Power Body' recorded in the documents!
The only shortcoming is that the timing is not quite right. The secrets of the five internal organs have not been fully condensed. Otherwise, once activated, they could make the five internal organs burn like fire and transform into the "Heavenly Will Blade", known as the King's Power!

This precious body ranks seventy-seventh on the 'Great Mysterious Precious Body List'.

Although this is an era of great contention, and throughout history there have been pillars of the nation and great families who have wielded great power, it is truly remarkable that such a precious body could be condensed.
That's enough to put them in a strong position to compete with many top talents!

These are the swordsmen currently seated in the main hall of Tianya Mingyue Dao.

These are all remnants of the 'Ancestral Court of the Sword Dao,' scattered in the Beicang area after the 'Ancestral Court of the Sword Dao' disintegrated, lacking a coherent system. Even if there are martial artists like 'Elder Chen' who have reached the level of Martial Saint.

Most of them mingled in Cangdu, living under the roof of others, seeking refuge with other powerful clans or orthodox sects in order to obtain resources for their cultivation.

But after all, they were all related to the 'ancestral home of swordsmanship'.

The weight of the four characters "王权宝体" (Wang Quan Bao Ti) is, of course, crystal clear.

The Ancestral Court of the Sword Dao, the Eight Precious Bodies!

Although Wang Quan is not the most top-tier, as the Great Limit Body that the Ancestor Wu Mu created based on his own 'Human Immortal Primordial Embryo', it is definitely the most difficult to cultivate!

The very first hurdle is like an insurmountable barrier, capable of blocking out ninety-nine percent of outstanding individuals. Since the formation of this precious body two hundred years ago, very few have been able to cultivate it successfully.

But that’s not all.

Back then, the ancestral court of the sword path fell apart, and most of the fundamental diagrams of the Eight Treasure Bodies were lost!
The fundamental diagram of the royal power and treasure body.
It is understood that it is currently displayed in the heritage repository of Jiangnan Sword Mountain, one of the Ten Heavenly Pillars, and has been transformed from the blade body into the essence of the sword body.

It is said that Jiangnan Jianshan was designated as the true successor of the three generations of the mantle, and in this era he honed the 'Royal Power Body' and, at the young age of twenty, forcefully entered the 'Top Ten of the Young Dragon Stele'!
His master
He was the first person of his generation to emerge from the battle with Wang Xuanyang at the 'Soldier's Grave', and also the ultimate martial saint who broke through the seven limits!

The soon-to-be-crowned leader of Sword Mountain!
At this crucial juncture.

Jiangyin is such a small place.
A descendant of the ancestral court of swordsmanship has actually condensed the 'Royal Power Body' and inherited the mantle of Wang Quan Wu Mu!?
Could it be that the Heavenly Blade lineage actually possesses a method for condensing the orthodox treasure body of the four limits?

"Everyone."

Seeing that the time was right, Wang Xuanyang suddenly spoke:
"The ancestral court of swordsmanship has been in decline for so many years, with its seven halls and five academies scattered in various places."

“I, Wang Xuanyang, am not talented enough to represent the ancestral court.”

But one day...

"I will take back all the 'Three Treasures of the Sword Court' and restore the glory of our ancestral court."

"This is also the reason why I established a sect and invited many like-minded people."

"Now that I have mastered the 'Reincarnation Heavenly Technique,' I am determined to break through the Seven Limits and strive to be the best."

“My disciple has inherited the mantle of Ancestor Wang Quan and refined his precious body. He is only in the age of dancing elephants, and his future may not be worse than that of the true disciple of Tianzhu. The Young Dragon Stele is a sure thing!”

"You all share the same ancestry and origin as me, therefore..."

"I, Wang Xuanyang, wish to invite you all to join me and uphold my 'Sword Court Robes, True Lineage and Orthodox Tradition'!"

"As long as you are willing, I, Wang Xuanyang, although I have no resources, no magic, and am penniless, I believe that as long as you are willing to contribute your efforts, many hands make light work."

"My 'Heavenly Blade True Sect' may very well be crowned in the future. Our blade will emerge from the Northern Cang, reign supreme over the White Mountains and Black Waters, and restore the 'Glory of the Ancestral Court,' so that all sword-wielding people in the world will worship us as gods!"

This leader of the Sword Sect had changed from his former decrepit old man appearance to a dashing and heroic figure. With a slight movement of his sleeves, he used persuasive language to try and recruit everyone to join his cause.

One time
The swordsmen fell into a long silence.

Old Chen's eyes kept sizing up Ji Xiu, his aged wrinkles undulating and trembling, as if he were weighing his options.
The remaining two titled swordsmen, after a change in expression, suddenly stood up:

"Martial Saint Xuanyang, I appreciate your kind offer."

"Can"

"The ancestral home of the swordsmanship is now history, and the past is nothing but dust and sand."

"Even if your lineage possesses the secret manual of the 'Royal Power Body,' so what?"

“Jiangnan Sword Mountain is one of the Ten Heavenly Pillars. It has collected this precious body and claims it is the legitimate lineage of them. You can’t just forcibly take it from us.”

"Moreover, the True Sect is newly established and everything needs to be rebuilt. Your Heavenly Blade lineage has stirred up undercurrents throughout the entire Northern Cang region. This situation is far too murky. If this is why the Profound Sun Martial Saint invited us, then..."

"We still need to consider this further!"

Done.

These two are from 'Cangdu'. One is named Duan Heng, who is a clan retainer hired by the Dugu Clan, one of the 'Six Clans'. The other is named Luo Yuan, who has already joined the 'Fenghua Tower', one of the Five Orthodox Clans, and enjoys the honor of being a titled member.
I refused outright at that moment.

Although both of them were disciples of the ancestral court of swordsmanship.

However, they were all descendants of the late lineage, and when the lineage disintegrated, they were not yet included in the true lineage register.

On emotions.

How can they compare to Wang Xuanyang, a prodigy of the Young Dragon Stele, or Elder Chen, a steward of the Five Academies?
The two, both Martial Saints and already renowned for their achievements, would have been terrified if they had known that this trip wasn't just for 'observing a ceremony,' but rather for Wang Xuanyang to cultivate relationships and build connections with the state.
They're not coming at all!

As soon as they finished speaking, the two turned and left with their prized students.

For a moment, the dozen or so swordsmen who were seated looked at each other in bewilderment, and about 70 or 80% of them silently stood up.

These people were about to leave the 'Heavenly Blade Hall'.
Wang Xuanyang's gaze suddenly turned from warm to cold:

"Wait a minute."

"Martial Saint Duan, Martial Saint Luo"

“I know that you two are now backed by the Dugu Clan and Fenghua Tower, and have been living a life of ease in Cangdu for too long.”

"but"

"Have you all forgotten what kind of person I, Wang Xuanyang, am?"

Duan Heng and Luo Yuan suddenly frowned deeply:

"you"

The two men's eyebrows twitched repeatedly; they never expected this.
Wang Xuanyang is about to go completely insane!

The Heavenly Blade True Sect has just been established. We two have just been living a peaceful life for too long and are unwilling to join. Does he really want to force us to join?

The atmosphere instantly became tense and ready to fight.

At this moment, Qin Zhuo respectfully led Hu Mao, the Prefect of Jiangyin, to the Heavenly Blade Hall.

Hu Mao, the prefectural governor who was responsible for conveying the edict of the vassal lord Chen Xuanque, stepped into this place and saw so many martial saints gathered together with sharp auras. His brow twitched and he couldn't help but secretly complain.

Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew it couldn't be good, and he had definitely come at the worst possible time!
At this moment.

Wang Xuanyang, as steady as Mount Tai, smiled upon seeing this Prefect:

"Lord Hu, has the imperial edict from the Marquis of Chen been issued?"

Upon hearing this, Hu Mao repeatedly echoed:
“Not bad, not bad. Previously, the Xuan Yang Martial Saint wanted to name his new prefecture ‘Heavenly Blade,’ and the feudal lord’s office has already approved it.”

"From now on."

"The Seven Prefectures of Beicang will now have one more place, named 'Heavenly Blade Prefecture'!"

"The Zhenfu True Sect is none other than the 'Heavenly Blade True Sect'!"

After saying this, Hu Mao left the imperial edict and hurriedly departed, wiping away cold sweat before leaving.

joke!

He already had some connections and a foothold in the prefecture, which is why he came to Jiangyin to become the prefect.

The two who were at loggerheads with Wang Xuanyang
They are all high-ranking members of the 'Six Families and Five Orthodox Lineages'!
God knows how they started fighting!

Regardless, having delivered the decrees from the feudal lords' courts, he needed to hurry and flee; otherwise, if the flames of war reached him, it would be a greater loss than gain.
Hu Mao left.

Wang Xuanyang stood at the head of the table, a smile playing on his lips:

"Gentlemen, I have no intention of doing anything more."

"You've all seen it too."

He rubbed his hands together, his eyes showing regret.

"My Heavenly Blade True Sect has just been established, and I have suppressed a prefecture. I am determined to restore the glory of the past Blade Court in the name of Heavenly Blade."

"It's a pity that we're short of funds, soldiers, and supplies. You are all former elites of the Sword Court, and I'm sure you wouldn't want to see your own clan's legitimate lineage living in such dire straits, would you?"

"I don't want much."

"If you all wish to leave, you can use local treasures to redeem yourselves. It's a bit difficult for Martial Saint Heavenly Materials, but..."

"I can still afford a top-grade Dao pill if I grit my teeth."

"Since none of you are willing to join, I cannot force you to."

"Those who just left their seats..."

"One is enough."

"Pay up if you have the money."

"If you don't have money, light a communication talisman and ask someone to send you money!"

"Otherwise, don't blame Xuan Yang for not showing any mercy."

Wang Xuanyang bared his fangs.

(End of this chapter)