Primordial Era: A God-Level Choice, Possessing Zhao Gongming at the Start

Chapter 18 The Number One Swordsman, Condensing the Great Dao Sword Heart

After the demonstration, Zhao Gongming asked, "Master, how is my learning of the Way of Sword Intent?"

Tongtian coughed and said somewhat awkwardly, "It's alright, I can barely keep up with my master back then."

After Tongtian finished speaking, his expression turned serious again, and he said...

"However, the path of the sword is vast and profound. One must not become complacent and arrogant after achieving a little success."

"Yes, disciple will keep Master's words in mind and will never forget them for a single day."

"Um."

Tongtian waved his hand, preparing to send away his monstrous disciple.

Zhao Gongming chuckled again and asked.

"Master, I have grasped the principles of sword technique and sword intent. May I also learn the principles of sword heart?"

Tongtian frowned, about to refuse, but then he remembered Zhao Gongming's incredibly impressive performance and began to think.

My disciple has indeed mastered the principles of sword intent and sword style, so it's reasonable to teach him the principles of sword heart at this time.

But if outsiders knew that his disciple had cultivated the Way of Sword Stance and Sword Intent to this level in just a few hundred years, where would Tongtian put his face?

After some thought, Tongtian finally decided to pass on the Way of the Sword Heart to Zhao Gongming.

The Way of the Sword Heart is extremely difficult to cultivate, dozens or even hundreds of times more difficult than Sword Force or Sword Intent.

He didn't believe that his disciple could condense a sword heart in such a short time.

"Alright, since you wish to learn the Way of the Sword Heart, then I will grant your wish."

"However, we have an agreement beforehand: if you cannot comprehend the Way of the Sword Heart within five hundred years—no, three hundred years—and before you attain the Great Luo Dao, you must focus on cultivating Sword Formation and Sword Intent, what do you say?"

Tongtian originally wanted to say five hundred years, but after thinking about it, he decided to change it to three hundred years to increase the difficulty.

He refused to believe that in such a vast and ancient world, someone could actually condense a sword heart in three hundred years.

"Very well, I humbly request Master to impart the Dao."

Zhao Gongming bowed respectfully, his attitude serious.

"Alright, then I will now impart to you the Way of the Sword Heart."

"What is the Way of the Sword Heart? The Way of the Sword Heart is the highest realm of sword cultivators under the laws of swordsmanship. To enter the Way of the Sword Heart, one must first condense an indestructible sword heart. How to condense an indestructible sword heart involves these steps, the first of which is..."

As Tongtian delved deeper into the Dao of Sword Heart, a flurry of flowers rained down from the sky and golden lotuses sprang from the earth.

Countless profound truths of the Great Dao, connecting the mysteries of heaven and earth, manifested endless extraordinary phenomena in the Shangqing Palace.

Zhao Gongming sat on the ground, listening attentively, not daring to miss a single detail.

A hundred years have passed, and Tongtian has finished explaining the Way of the Sword Heart.

Then he sat down to rest with his eyes closed. Three hundred years had passed, and a third of that time had already gone by.

He wanted to see just how amazing his disciple would be in the remaining two hundred years.

In a corner of Shangqing Palace, Zhao Gongming sits on the ground.

With his top-tier swordsmanship aptitude, the infinite principles of swordsmanship were rapidly absorbed, transformed into his own, and integrated into the swordsmanship seed within Mud Palace Maru.

The originally silvery-white sword seed was slowly transforming under the infinite principles of swordsmanship.

It transformed from silvery-white to a chaotic color, as if it were nurturing something extraordinary.

Time flies, and another two hundred years have passed.

On this day, a loud explosion was heard in the Shangqing Palace.

Inside Zhao Gongming's Mud Palace Pill, the seed of swordsmanship had completely transformed into a chaotic color.

Then, with a loud bang, it shattered completely, transforming into a Great Dao Sword Heart.

The sound was muffled, yet it reached Tongtian's ears with perfect clarity.

Then, on the silver-white immortal sword beside Zhao Gongming, countless pure, earth-shattering sword energies suddenly condensed and raged continuously in the Shangqing Palace.

In other words, Shangqing Palace was protected by an unparalleled array; otherwise, the entire Shangqing Palace would have collapsed in an instant.

"He really only took three hundred years to condense his sword heart!!!"

Tongtian's voice trembled, and the shock on his face was undisguised.

Three hundred years to condense the sword heart, what a monstrous talent in the way of the sword!

Given time, it probably wouldn't take much effort for him to surpass his master.

Tongtian rose slightly, trembling, and approached Zhao Gongming. "You... how did you condense this sword heart?"

With a thought, Zhao Gongming withdrew his sword energy, stood up, and laughed.

"The swordsmanship that Master taught is extremely profound and mysterious. After much contemplation, I somehow managed to condense it naturally."

In fact, Zhao Gongming was able to condense his sword heart within three hundred years.

A large part of it still came from that supreme sword dao seed.

Otherwise, even with top-tier swordsmanship talent, it would take at least a thousand years to cultivate such a sword heart.

"It just came to my senses naturally."

Hearing Zhao Gongming's words, Tongtian felt as if his Dao heart had shattered into pieces.

He felt that all his cultivation over the past millions of years had lost its meaning.

Seeing that Tongtian's expression was off, Zhao Gongming asked nervously.

"Master, won't there be any problems if we condense the sword heart so quickly?"

"Let your master see your sword heart."

Zhao Gongming released his Dao heart as instructed.

Tongtian examined it carefully, nodded, and said, "It's crystal clear, without a trace of impurity, no problem."

"Then this disciple can rest assured."

Zhao Gongming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He tentatively asked, "Master, what about the sword dao laws?"

"Don't even think about the laws of the sword right now."

Before Zhao Gongming could finish speaking, Tongtian directly refused.

"The laws of swordsmanship can only be initially comprehended by those who have reached the Great Luo Golden Immortal level. No matter how strong your talent in swordsmanship is, you will not be able to comprehend them at all until you reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal level."

Zhao Gongming sighed, "Then this disciple will hurry to cultivate to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, comprehend the laws of swordsmanship, and carry forward the swordsmanship tradition of my Shangqing lineage!"

"alright."

Tongtian waved his hand and said, "You have been too hasty in comprehending sword momentum, sword intent, and sword heart in less than a thousand years. Go back and consolidate your understanding quickly, lest you use them in a completely incomprehensible way when facing an enemy, wasting all the painstaking teachings I have put into you."

"Even if this disciple is no match for them, Master will surely subdue the invading enemy with a flick of his finger!"

Zhao Gongming chuckled, bowed to Tongtian, and headed straight for his cave.

Back in the cave, as soon as the door was opened, the little black tiger pounced on him, constantly tugging at Zhao Gongming's clothes, showing great affection.

"How's your Tiger God Overlord Technique training going?"

Zhao Gongming carefully examined the little black tiger's cultivation level, which was enhanced by the Tiger God Overlord Technique and the terrifying spiritual energy of Kunlun Mountain.

The little black tiger's cultivation is divinely aided, and he has already reached the peak of True Immortal.

Zhao Gongming estimated that when the little black tiger reached the Golden Immortal level, it would be able to refine the transverse bone in its throat and speak human language.

After playing with the little black tiger for a while, Zhao Gongming continued his seclusion to comprehend the Dao of the Sword.

Master is right. In the way of the sword, simply understanding it is useless. Only by truly mastering it can one unleash its full power.

(End of this chapter)