Chapter 147: Chapter 146: 1 1 m Sorry, Something Went Wrong

Translator: 549690339

“Strange, wasn’t that one of the members from Unfearing Alliance? They bumped into me and even apologized. Seems like they’ve learned some manners.”

“Seems like the Unfearing Alliance members have all turned over a new leaf.

Wonder what caused such a change.”

Jiang Li passed by, hearing their conversation, and chuckled lightly. “The Sword Tomb is about to open, Wuxing, are you planning on going in?”

Yuan Wuxing was taken aback. Given his limitations, there was no way he could go in.

Looking up at Jiang Li’s soft gaze, Yuan Wuxing understood. Whether or not he could get into the Sword Tomb depended not on the Sword Tomb itself, but on Jiang Li’s discretion.

Nevertheless, he turned the offer down.

“You are a bona fide genius in swordsmanship, while I haven’t made any achievements in that realm. So, entering would be just a pointless endeavor. I will pass. ”

Although Yuan Wuxing’s words were sincere, they somehow sounded off to Jiang Li, akin to mockery.

“Very well, then I will impart one Divine Skill to you. Take the time to comprehend it thoroughly.” Jiang Li was unfazed and chose the most challenging one to teach.

Five-colored Divine Light.

Yuan Wuxing was overwhelmed with emotions. The Human Emperor really did have faith in him, so much so that he imparted such an extraordinary Divine Skill to him. It was said that a Body Integration Realm cultivator had spent ninety years just to grasp the basics, which reflected its complexity. On the other hand, the power of this Divine Skill was astonishing. When the Five-colored Divine Light shone, nothing remained untouched, nothing remained unbroken.

He must live up to the expectations of the Human Emperor and diligently practice this skill.

In the end, Jiang Li forced his way into the Sword Tomb through sheer power.

The Sword Tomb, true to its name, was a graveyard of swords. Broken swords were scattered everywhere, resembling two armies of swords that had clashed against each other, their forces equally matched, leaving nothing behind but endless waves of Sword Qi.

Here, Sword Qi was swirling recklessly. If one was careless, one could get injured by it.

“Look, that’s the Stele of Sword Dao!” Sevenslay Taoist exclaimed excitedly. He was particularly fond of the environment in the Sword Tomb.

Sevenslay Taoist’s talent in Sword Dao was not bad, considering that he was able to defeat Qin Luan twice in ten rounds, when Qin Luan had hardly ever been defeated by those of his rank.

In the Sword Tomb, the broken swords weren’t the most eye-catching features, but rather the twelve high-standing steles, which resembled lofty clouds.

These steles were filled with pits and grooves, showing signs of aging. It was not due to the erosion of wind and rain, but due to the wear and tear of Sword

“There are three trials in the Sword Tomb. This is the first trial. You must comprehend three moves of swordsmanship before proceeding to the next trial.” Jiang Li gazed nostalgically at the steles, reminiscing about his past.

It was before these very steles that he comprehended the Heart Sword.

But then, the conversations of passing people disrupted Jiang Li’s reverie.

“Is that the stele that led Emperor Jiang to achieve grand mastery in swordsmanship?”

“I heard that the Emperor Jiang meditated here for three days. When he rose, he shot golden lights from his eyes and released Sword Qi that spanned thirty thousand miles. He even cut six of the eighteen steles. Only twelve are left now!”

Hearing the accounts of the bystanders, Sevenslay Taoist looked up to Jiang Li with renewed admiration.

Jiang Li was rather embarrassed. He did meditate for three days, and there was the incident with the astounding Sword Qi, but as for the cutting down of six stele, it was actually done by Bai Hongtu, who was next to him at that time!

Bai Hongtu informed Jiang Li afterward that every stele represented a Sword Dao technique. He comprehended all twelve techniques, while the remaining six were meant to mislead, so Bai Hongtu destroyed them to prevent future Swordsman from being confused.

Song Ying was also hearing these rumors for the first time and was filled with admiration for Jiang Li. “I’ve heard that Sect Master Bai of the Dao Sect is known as the Sword Immortal. If you’re even more powerful than him, then you must be the Sword Immortal among Sword Immortals.”

Qin Luan chimed in: “In short, an Immortal of Immortal Swordsmen.”

Jiang Li lovingly pat Qin Luan’s head, what a good child he would be if his mouth was bridled a bit.

Jiang Li didn’t want to dwell on this topic any further: “Go try your luck under the steles and see how many moves you can comprehend.”

While the three humans and the little fox were engrossed in comprehending the steles, Jiang Li also secretly tried to comprehend the remaining eleven moves.

[Detected that the host is trying to comprehend Sword Dao. Do you want to use Source Point Comprehension function to improve the effect?] Of course, Jiang Li chose to decline.

“I can only comprehend the Heart Sword.” Jiang Li said regretfully.

After five hundred years of refinement, his Heart Sword had surpassed the version that was handed down from the stele, even if Bai Hongtu often mocked Jiang Li for his lack of talent in Sword Dao. He had to admit that Jiang Li had excelled him in the Heart Sword technique.

Still, Jiang Li was eager to comprehend the remaining eleven moves.

Unsurprisingly, he failed.

Three days later, many people, including Song Ying, woke up.

“I’ve comprehended five moves.”

Four days later, the little fox woke up, and excitedly brandished its small claws nine times, indicating that it had comprehended nine moves. It was already imagining itself as a Nine-tailed Sky Fox, wielding nine tails and executing sword techniques, annihilating enemies in the battlefield. But after seeing Jiang Li’s reserved smile, it quickly lowered its profile.

Two days afterward, Sevenslay Taoist and Qin Luan woke up at the same time.

“I’ve deciphered ten moves.”

“Me too.”

“I was almost able to comprehend the eleventh move.”

“Same here.”

Disgruntled that neither was able to surpass the other, both of them grunted discontentedly.

Among the four humans and the fox, only Jiang Li didn’t meet the requirements for the second trial.

The three humans and the fox were then teleported away, leaving Jiang Li behind, all alone.

Jiang Li scoffed, tore through space, and followed the direction in which they were teleported.

He had never been to the location of the second trial. He only knew about it from what Bai Hongtu had said. The second trial would test the affinity you have with the Spirit Sword. If you can draw the best Spirit Sword, you can proceed to the third trial.

Bai Hongtu believed that he had found the best Spirit Sword. But for some reason, the sword was disobedient and wouldn’t budge an inch from the dirt. Feeling helpless and thinking that he didn’t have enough fate with the sword, he searched for a different Spirit Sword.

But because he failed to draw the best Spirit Sword, he wasn’t able to enter the third trial.

In the four thousand years of Sword Tomb’s history, no one has ever managed to enter the third trial.

Now that Jiang Li had arrived at the location of the second trial, he saw the Spirit Swords that looked alike plunged into the earth like tombstones.

The swords seemed rusty as if forged from mere iron and looked like mere ordinary treasures instead of Spirit Swords.

Song Ying drew out a sword. The sword transformed into a beautifully elegant weapon, revealing its true form – a Spirit Sword of Magic Artifact level. This was already pretty good for Song Ying.

However, a Magic Artifact level Spirit Sword was evidently not the best Spirit Sword.

Song Ying tried to pull another sword out, but found it as if it had fused with the earth, not budging even for a fraction.

The little fox chose a sword and, with its small paws gripping the sword blade, slowly pulled it out.

Just like Song Ying’s, it was a Magic Artifact-level Spirit Sword, albeit at a higher level.

The little fox was displeased with its sword. It felt that it should, at the least, be able to draw a Dao Artifact-level sword. Unfortunately, it faced the same situation as Song Ying, being unable to draw out a second sword.

“Only one sword can be drawn here by each person,” Jiang Li said as he casually drew a sword.

A rusted treasure sword that was barely above scrap iron.

Jiang Li felt that he had lost face, so he thrust the sword back into the ground and tried to pull out another sword.

He struck a lot of resistance, so he exerted his whole strength and ended up pulling out not just the sword, but also the earth it was embedded in.

The Spirit Sword tried to transform back to its original form but hesitated halfway through the transformation because it seemed like it wasn’t entirely pulled out yet, so it turned back into its inconspicuous form.

Sorry, incorrect transformation.

Song Ying: ‘

Little Fox:

Jiang Li: “….So you’re forcing me to use all my strength, huh?”