Chapter 357: Chapter 332: Sword Saint and Massive Resources_1
The old man was laughing heartily, so much so that clear tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes.
"Senior, may I know your name?"
Shen Yinuo greeted with a clenched fist.
"Wan Zhonghui, have you heard of it?"
The old man said.
Shen Yinuo’s delicate body trembled slightly and a astonished look appeared, she said, "Are you the Sword Saint Wan Zhonghui, the last person to achieve He Dao in the Dagu Dynasty?"
"I didn’t imagine that after thousands of eras, there’s still someone who remembers my name."
The old man sighed.
"Your name has been passed down among the descendants of Dagu, how could the younger generation not know? Even after ten thousand eras, it will not be forgotten."
Shen Yinuo said.
"Haha, the little girl sure knows how to talk."
Wan Zhonghui laughed heartily and asked, "What’s your name, young lady?"
"Shen Yinuo, Yinuo as in a promise of gold."
Shen Yinuo said.
"Your surname is Shen? Why isn’t it Wan?"
Wan Zhonghui’s face darkened and his eyes widened. A chilling aura instantly swarmed the cave.
Without fear, Shen Yinuo obstinately stared back at Wan Zhonghui, "I took my mother’s surname, what’s wrong with that?"
Wan Zhonghui’s expression fluctuated, after a while, he declared, "Little girl, present your Organ Miracle for me."
Shen Yinuo nodded and brought forth the Great Sun Melting Furnace.
Wan Zhonghui held the Great Sun Melting Furnace in his hand, examining it carefully, his expression changing continuously.
From the initial seriousness and confusion, it morphed into shock, surprise, and finally settled on intense delight: "Marvelous, truly marvelous. This miracle is unfathomably profound and contains boundless mysteries. I can’t see through it at all. With such a miracle, girl, your future is limitless."
"Both of you being together makes a perfect match."
"Your excellency has a keen eye."
Lu Yan added.
"What keen eye."
Shen Yinuo, her face blushing, glanced at Lu Yan and hastily changed the subject. With sweet words she replied, "Venerable Ancestor, you had already achieved He Dao, how have you been hiding here for thousands of eras?"
He Dao, the eighth turn of the Primordial Spirit Realm, was a peak realm where one more step would be Crossing the Tribulation. Overcoming the Heavenly Tribulation, one could attain Immortality.
What is Immortality?
Eternal and undying, limitless lifespan, that is Immortality.
Since the establishment of the Dagu Dynasty, there have been very few who can achieve He Dao.
Each of them was a brilliant and unmatched genius, a peerless strong person whose fame was etched into history.
A king’s True Body may only dominate in a certain era and a certain corner. Compared to such people, it was like comparing the difference between a firefly and the bright moon.
The king’s True Body was only a basic condition to become a strong man, not necessarily becoming a peerless strong one.
How could such a person be content to hide here for thousands of years?
As soon as he made a move, he would sweep the world.
Wan Zhonghui’s face diminished slightly, "Is it not because of severe injuries?"
"Back then, I first had a fierce battle with the Sect Hierarch of Spirit Sect. Although I heavily injured the Sect Hierarch, I was also severely injured. My injuries weren’t healed yet when the world fell into chaos. Then, I had another great battle with Chu Qianye. After that battle, I was on the brink of death, knowing my time was limited. So, I took ample resources and found an opportunity to enter this place. I used the technique to lock my life’s vitality and fell into a comatose state, hoping to wait till today."
Wan Zhonghui explained.
"The Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect, and...Chu Qianye, is the Great ancestor of Chu..."
Shen Yinuo was astonished.
"The Great ancestor of Chu, hehe, it seems that in the end, the world indeed fell into Chu Qianye’s hands."
Wan Zhonghui sneered.
"Now that Spirit Sect has reappeared, could it be that the Hierarch of the Sect from back then is not dead?"
Lu Yan interjected, his face grave.
If the current Sect Hierarch of the Spirit Sect is indeed the one from the past, that would undoubtedly be a figure of He Dao level.
The cultivation level couldn’t possibly be low for someone who could fight Wan Zhonghui to a standstill, right?
"Spirit Sect has reappeared? The Spirit Sect was annihilated by the Dagu Dynasty back then. And it has reestablished itself now, has chaos ensued once again in the world?"
Wan Zhonghui queried.
"Venerable Ancestor you guessed right..."
Shen Yinuo simply explained the current situation in the world.
"Hehehe, as expected, Heaven’s Way goes in a cycle, cause and effect loops around. With all this, it is time for Dagu to revive again. Unfortunately, I will not be able to see that day."
Wan Zhonghui said in a complex tone.
"Venerable Ancestor, you..."
Shen Yinuo hesitated.
"Didn’t I mention earlier? After my battle with Chu Qianye, I nearly died from serious injuries. My time in this world was short-lived. It was through particular techniques that I managed to preserve my life in a state of apparent death. It was just a desperate attempt to hang on. The moment I awaken, my end will follow swiftly. My body will return to dust, and I will be gone."
"However, little girl, you are a prodigy and the best successor of our Dagu lineage. It was fate that you were led to this place. It seems that heaven never gave up on our Dagu lineage. I will concentrate all my knowledge into a Dao Seed and pass it to you. I hope it will help you become a world-renowned warrior as quickly as possible, so you can revive our Dagu lineage."
Wan Zhonghui stated.
"Venerable Ancestor..."
Shen Yinuo hesitated.
"There’s no need to say more. Even if I don’t pass it to you, I will meet my end soon. And by then, my knowledge will dissipate with the winds. That would indeed be a waste. I wouldn’t be able to rest in peace. I’ve been waiting for this day for so many years."
Wan Zhonghui professed.
Soon after, he took off the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag from his waist and handed it to Shen Yinuo, saying, "Take these resources. Young man, you can use these resources as well. I hope that in the future, you will assist the little girl well in reviving our Dagu lineage."
"Rest assured, Senior. Yinuo’s matters are my matters."
Lu Yan pounded on his chest.
Regardless of what’s said, it’s crucial to reassure Wan Zhonghui first.
"Alright, little girl, adjust your condition, recover from your injury first, then I will begin the inheritance."
Wan Zhonghui stated.
"Senior, may I ask how long the inheritance will take?"
Lu Yan reached out to ask.
"It will take two months at the shortest and three months at the longest. It will not take too long."
Wan Zhonghui replied.
Both Lu Yan and Shen Yinuo’s faces turned pale.
"Ancestor, we have less than a month and a half left. The devouring light of the Tongtian ruins will become denser again. If we don’t leave within a month and a half, we won’t be able to leave."
Shen Yinuo said.
"Why are you afraid? With me here, how can you not get out? I have ways to ensure your safety."
Wan Zhonghui answered.
"If the ancestor said so, I am Yinuo, and I have no objections."
Shen Yinuo said.
"Here is a special kind of Martial Pill for healing, which is very effective. Take it. You will recover from your injuries quickly."
Wan Zhonghui took a box out of the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag and passed it along with the bag to Shen Yinuo.
"Lu Yan, you sort out the items in it first. I’ll heal myself. If there’s any treasure from heaven and earth, you use it all, don’t leave any for me."
Shen Yinuo soon handed over the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag to Lu Yan, whispering instructions.
Wan Zhonghui’s mouth twitched, but eventually, he did not say anything more.
He did not have much time left. He couldn’t control how Shen Yinuo would deal with these resources in the future.
"All for me, what about you?"
Lu Yan was slightly startled.
"As for me, my True Body has already reached its limit, and it’s very difficult to break through."
Shen Yinuo said.
"Not even with enough treasures from heaven and earth?"
Lu Yan asked.
Shen Yinuo shook his head, "No, to make a comparison, the True Body is like a boundless night and the soul is like a firefly in the night. To find the soul acupoint, to break the soul acupoint and cross into the Primordial Spirit Realm, one has to find the firefly in the night. But if the night is too dark, it’s even more difficult to find the firefly."
"If I forcefully break through into the True Body Tenth Refinement, I would probably never find the soul acupoint, thus unable to break through into the Primordial Spirit Realm. That’s why it’s said that the True Body Ninth Refinement is the limit."
"However, if the soul is exceptionally powerful, then the firefly in the night will shine brightly. Even if the night is dense, it can’t overshadow the light of the firefly. With a strong True Body, you can also find the Soul Acupoint. You belong to such individuals. So you don’t need to limit yourself to the True Body Ninth Refinement. If you have any treasures, take them and refine them to enhance the strength of the true body."
"So there’s such a theory."
Lu Yan finally understood.
"Alright, I’m going to start now."
With a slight smile, Shen Yinuo took a Martial Pill out of the box. After swallowing it, he sat cross-legged and began to refine it.
As expected, this martial pill was extraordinary. In just a few hours, Shen Yinuo’s injuries were healed, and his energy peak was restored.
"Let the inheritance begin."
Wan Zhonghui’s eyes were determined, and his body was enveloped in a radiant glow, holy and unparalleled, as if he was on fire.
His body gradually dissipated.
While the radiance was gathering, impurities were scattering.
"Ancestor..."
Shen Yinuo was surprised, his eyes were wet.
"It’s nothing. I wouldn’t live for long anyway. Being able to pass on my knowledge before returning to dust is the greatest comfort for me."
Wan Zhonghui smiled.
The next moment, his body completely vanished.
In the air, a radiantly lit seed appeared.
The seed was shrouded in colorful light, with intricate patterns on the surface, appearing naturally made.
Swoop!
The seed flew into Shen Yinuo’s forehead and disappeared.
Shen Yinuo sat cross-legged, enveloped by a layer of light.
Lu Yan watched from the side for a while and seeing no abnormalities, he went aside and began to inspect the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag that belonged to Wan Zhonghui.
Wan Zhonghui had already erased the mark on the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, so there was no obstacle, Lu Yan was able to clearly see the items in it.
Inside the Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, there were over a hundred large boxes and a dozen more Sumi Mustard Seed Bags.
Lu Yan checked the large boxes and found they were all common Martial Pills, and there were second-level, third-level, and fourth-level ones.
There were also some precious metals, but no extremely valuable items.
Then Lu Yan picked up the dozen or so Sumi Mustard Seed Bags, one by one for inspection.
After about half a day, Lu Yan put down the last Sumi Mustard Seed Bag, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes.
This time, he truly struck a fortune.
Just discussing the dozen or so Sumi Mustard Seed Bags, there was no small one, with the smallest one measuring ten meters in all dimensions.
The largest one astonishingly measured a hundred meters in all dimensions.
These Sumi Mustard Seed Bags contained a massive amount of resources.
Various Martial Foods, Divine weapons, Spiritual Medicines, needless to say.
Even more precious ones, such as the Solidifying Reality Pill, numbered in the hundreds.
This quantity was something no Feudal Prince of today’s world could produce.
Apart from that, there were a large number of Martial Arts.
A first-class martial art, several hundred.
Top Martial Arts, thirty-eight, this quantity was even more than the reserves of the Mansion of King Ming.
There were also quite a few soul crystals for use in the Primordial Spirit Realm.
In addition, there were three pieces of Gold of Rule.
They contained the Rule of Fire, Rule of Wind, and Earth Rules respectively.
The most important of which were two types of Divine-level Martial Arts.
