Chapter 38: A Youth Practicing Under the Moonlight
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Under the starry sky, moonlight shone down over the world. The distant mountains seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.
Li Qingshan slowly stood up.
There was a hint of astonishment in his expression. He stared at the stele before him and at the carved uninhibited figure.
The Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.
Combining what he learned from the books he read during the day and the dreamlike state he had experienced, Li Qingshan came to a conclusion.
Around 3,000 years ago, it was the golden age of cultivation. Experts were everywhere, the Great Path was clear, and cultivation was limitless.
Some people thought that this was good. However, there were others who thought otherwise.
After a cultivator of the world reached the top plane, he was afraid that others would surpass him. Hence, he sealed the Great Path and spiritual Qi away. This caused the Great Venerable Plane to be the peak of the current world’s cultivation.
“Who was this person?” asked Li Qingshan as he frowned. A look of anger surfaced in his gaze.
He was already a Great Venerable.
His path forward had been sealed off by this cultivator.
When the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar was conversing with this cultivator, he did not mention any name.
However, Li Qingshan was now aware that this mysterious man had deceived the entire cultivation world in the past. Countless righteous sects and Demonic sects joined forces in the war, yet they suffered severe losses. The blood and lives sacrificed during the war became the energy needed for the mysterious man to activate the ancient grand matrix.
“What lie did he tell exactly to get the righteous sects and the Demonic sects to join forces? Moreover, the lie went undetected even to this day,” Li Qingshan mumbled as he cracked his head, trying to think of a possible reason.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the Sword God had made the right decision to attack.
With the Great Path being sealed off and the spiritual Qi of the world growing weaker, even if the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar chose to stay alive, his cultivation would gradually regress to the Great Venerable Plane. The mysterious man was the only person in the entire world who could maintain his status at the peak.
If the Sword God had not struck the cultivator, the latter would have become the only king in this world.
Li Qingshan was filled with reverence toward the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.
The latter set himself ablaze in order to send out a brilliant slash.
His attack destroyed half of the mysterious man’s primordial spirit. It also created an opening in the ancient matrix, preserving a glimpse of hope for future generations.
Now, Li Qingshan figured out why Wu Shaobai was capable of comprehending the Path of the Saint. However, he had only managed to catch a glimpse of it, and his understanding of the Path of the Saint had resulted in only a single dazzling attack.
He was the only person over the last 3,000 years who managed to comprehend the Saint Plane through the opening in the ancient grand matrix created by the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.
If he had not perished, he would have been the person whom the Sword God was hoping for.
Unfortunately, Wu Shaobai was cornered to death by the Heavenly Path Sect in the end.
Li Qingshan had now inherited Wu Shaobai’s Great River Sword Qi and the Sword God’s Heaven Slicing Sword Technique. He had also reached the Great Venerable Plane.
“I will be the one to unleash that slash!” Li Qingshan silently thought to himself.
This was not just for all the cultivators in the world but also himself.
The Sword God had sacrificed himself to send that cultivator into a deep slumber and left an opening in the ancient matrix.
Li Qingshan needed to continue building himself up.
Although he planned to be the one to unleash that slash, he did not currently have the ability to do so.
“I will continue comprehending and cultivating to improve myself,” he said. Then, he turned around and headed back to the bamboo hut to begin cultivating.
He was only at the First Heaven of the Great Venerable Plane. He was still quite a ways away from reaching the peak of the Ninth Heaven.
He was even further away from using that sword technique.
He still had a long way to go. He needed to move forward step by step until he had nowhere else to go. He would then raise his sword to the sky.
Li Qingshan continued to live in seclusion. His daily routine included practicing katas and sword techniques, sipping tea, and fishing.
His life was peaceful until A’wei came looking for him.
“Sir, are you the one who unleashed the attack at the Yuhua Sect?” asked A’wei, his face reddened in excitement as he looked at Li Qingshan.
Even though he was asking a question, he was very certain of the answer.
Li Qingshan was that person.
A’wei was able to think properly since he learned to control his spiritual consciousness. He slowly figured out the situation around him. He was well aware that, aside from the Elder of Inheritance, no one in the Yuhua Sect could withstand the attack from the Heavenly Path Sect.
Of course, Li Qingshan was an exception.
For the past three years, A’wei was the only one who had seen Li Qingshan’s power before.
That day, A’wei clearly saw what happened in front of the gate of the Yuhua Sect.
He thought of Li Qingshan the moment he saw the attack.
He suppressed his excitement and waited until nighttime when the new moon was up. Then, he furtively went to Repentance Cliff.
Li Qingshan looked at A’wei calmly as he said, “The Heavenly Path Sect was being overbearing, so I taught them a lesson. So how’s everything going on now?”
He had no need to hide his power in front of A’wei.
“Sir, everyone is discussing the sword attack that struck the gate of the Yuhua Sect. They have been having a heated discussion,” A’wei replied immediately.
Although he was a disciple of the Yuhua Sect, he was different from other disciples. He was the son of the Changhen Demonic Sect Leader.
He had his own intelligence network; hence he knew many things about the outside world. These past few years, Li Qingshan had received all of his information about the outside world through A’wei.
“How did the Heavenly Path Sect respond?” asked Li Qingshan as he placed his hands behind his back and walked toward the bridge over the creek.
Behind him, A’wei followed him and said, “For now, they have remained quiet.
The Heavenly Path Sect’s inner circle should be in a heated discussion. Currently, the entire outside world is discussing whether Wu Shaobai is still alive and if he is hiding in the Yuhua Sect.”
“Was this because of the Great River Sword?” asked Li Qingshan as he smiled.
“That is right. The entire cultivation world knows that the Great River Sword Qi is Wu Shaobai’s magnum opus and that a few years ago, he used it to cleave apart the Monster Refining Tower of the Heavenly Path Sect. Back then, everyone claimed that Wu Shaobai had died. However, when sir sent out that sword slash, everyone started suspecting otherwise,” said A’wei, as he also smiled.
“Let them speculate. As long as they don’t suspect me, I can still cultivate in peace and improve myself,” said Li Qingshan nonchalantly. When he unleashed the Great River Sword Qi Descends From The Heavens, he had already considered that this would happen.
“By the way, help me investigate someone,” Li Qingshan told A’wei as he suddenly remembered something.
“Who?” asked A’wei in a serious tone. This was a mission given by sir. He had to complete it.
“The Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar. He is a figure from 3,000 years ago. If you can find any information about him, gather it and bring it to me,” said Li Qingshan solemnly.
“The Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar,” A’wei reiterated the name. He searched his memory carefully but could not recall anything about this man.
“All right. I will instruct my men to investigate this matter. I will report any updates to you immediately,” A’wei responded.
“Hmm. Go forth. With a few more years of absorption, your spiritual consciousness will be completely stabilized. You can control the power of your primordial spirit too, so you don’t have to worry anymore,” said Li Qingshan gently as he patted A’wei’s shoulder.
“Thank you, sir. Without you, I would have exploded.” A’wei looked at him with an appreciative gaze.
“Our encounter was fated. Cultivate diligently. If the day when we can break through the shackles of the world comes, you can also rise to the top to see the view from the peak of the cultivation world,” advised Li Qingshan profoundly.
A’wei still wanted to ask more.
However, Li Qingshan waved his hand, gesturing for him to investigate the Sword God of the Old Millennium Calendar.
A’wei could only leave.
After he left, Li Qingshan slowly cultivated under the moonlight. There was the moon at night, the starlight, and a youth practicing katas..
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