A towering azure monolith stood erect at the entrance, striking a powerful visual impact.
By estimation, this blue stone monument was over a hundred meters tall, with three large characters carved in lively, sinuous strokes—Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Below them, a line of prominent small characters warned: Those who enter without permission shall be beheaded!
The supreme dignity of a Great Sect radiated from the stele as if it were an intangible mountain, pressing down upon everyone’s heart.
"It is said that the sect stele of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect has quite the history. Originally a solitary rock peak, it was cleaved by the first Sect Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect with a single sword stroke, hewing it into this monument!"
Chu Feng overheard someone discussing nearby.
A hundred-meter-high rock peak, halved by a single sword strike—such a feat suggested that the first Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect likely possessed Saint Level strength.
Above a Great Sword Master is the Sword Saint.
It is said that once one’s cultivation reaches the Saint Level, they can sever rivers with one sword, tear asunder the earth, or even level mountain peaks. Such beings were surely capable of cataclysmic destruction, terrifying to the extreme.
Chu Feng felt a surge of excitement and his blood boil with fervor.
In his previous life, he had poured all his heart and energy into the art of Alchemy, ultimately becoming the Alchemy Venerate.
However, his Sword Dao cultivation was pitifully weak.
This was his greatest regret.
In this life, Chu Feng was determined to strive for the realms of Great Sword Master and Sword Saint, to possess the power to soar with his sword, capable of slaying heaven and earth.
"Young Master Shangguan, you are a once-in-a-millennium sword prodigy in the Northern Beixie Empire! Breaking through to the Ninth Rank Swordsman at nine years old and advancing to the Sword Master Realm at thirteen, you have now reached the very peak of Sword Masters. Ascending to the Great Sword Master Realm is just a matter of time!"
"Put aside the Northern Beixie Empire; even across the entire Northern Territory of Dan State, you are the number one genius, surpassing all other Heavenly Prides. The Qilin Sword Son, the True Sword Dao Child—none are even fit to carry your shoes."
"During this disciple recruitment examination of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, you will certainly dazzle, possibly even being taken in as a True Disciple by the Sect Master directly!"
Chu Feng looked in the direction of the voice and saw a cluster of young men and women surrounding a white-robed young master, like stars orbiting the moon.
The white-robed young master seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and slender, with a face like jade and eyes like stars, exuding grace and elegance.
A youth of such handsome features was naturally eye-catching.
Add to that his exceptional talent in the Sword Dao, with the cultivation of a Sword Master Peak at such a young age, he was definitely a true dragon among men.
"Hmph, don’t you dare insult my third brother!" Chu Yun was characterized by her straightforward and fiery temperament.
She was naïve and immature and couldn’t care less about how formidable this Young Master Shangguan was.
As long as they insulted her third brother, she would not allow it.
"Hm?" Young Master Shangguan did not expect someone to dare speak to him like that. He turned to look at Chu Yun, and upon realizing that she was a pretty and beautiful young girl, his icy gaze softened somewhat.
Still, his face remained prideful and indifferent.
"Your third brother? Is the lady from the Sword King Mansion of the Jianyun Dynasty?"
Young Master Shangguan easily identified Chu Yun’s origin and deduced her exact status. It seemed he must have paid attention to Chu Feng, the Qilin Sword Son.
It’s no surprise, as when Chu Feng was born with the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he truly shone too brilliantly.
Not just the Jianyun Dynasty, but the entire Northern Territory of Dan State was greatly stirred.
"Knowing so, you still ask! You’ve insulted my third brother, you must apologize to him!" Chu Yun had no kind words for this Young Master Shangguan.
She truly knew no fear, facing off against Young Master Shangguan who was as strong as the sun and moon combined, along with all the geniuses of the Northern Beixie Empire, still daring to demand they apologize to Chu Feng.
"Is he your third brother?" Young Master Shangguan asked with a peculiar smile, his expression clearly amused. However, his gaze towards Chu Feng was unmistakably filled with condescension.
This girl is quite interesting, actually demanding an apology from him. Does she not know about the Shangguan family’s prestige in the Northern Beixie Empire?
The other prodigies were also looking at Chu Feng as if he were a monkey in a zoo.
"Indeed, he is my third brother, Chu Feng! He is also the Qilin Sword Son you were just mentioning."
"On what grounds do you claim he’s not even worthy to carry shoes?"
Chu Yun angrily questioned them with a fuming expression.
"On what grounds? Based on Young Master Shangguan’s strength and talent!" A sharp-faced youth sneered at Chu Yun. "You really think your third brother is some Qilin Sword Son? Only you consider him a treasure."
"Who doesn’t know that his Nine Yang Sword Veins were already taken from him! Now he’s nothing but a waste!"
"You must have brought him here to be a Sword Slave! Such trash isn’t even qualified to carry shoes for our Young Master Shangguan, let alone for someone like me to wash night pots. He’s simply garbage!"
It would have been fine had Chu Feng’s identity not been revealed, but the naïve Chu Yun let it slip out, and these people immediately took Chu Feng as a target for humiliation.
"Haha, little sister, do you really expect us to apologize to him—a waste who doesn’t even have sword meridians? Is he worthy?" Another young man with eyebrows as thick as brooms laughed unscrupulously.
Thick and bushy eyebrows are often a sign of lasciviousness.
This guy’s eyes were fixed straight on Chu Yun, barely stopping himself from drooling.
"If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t bring such a disgraceful waste of a brother out to embarrass myself!" A girl dressed up like a fairy taunted the siblings with venomous words.
"You, you... I must teach you a lesson today!" Chu Yun’s heart was kind, and although she was extremely angry, she did not resort to using weapons.
Two sword Qi, varying in length, appeared between her index and middle fingers.
"Oh, not bad in terms of cultivation, actually possessing the cultivation of an Intermediate Sword Master! Thinking of taking action? With your delicate and tender skin, brother here would be afraid of hurting you!" The thick-browed youth seemed eager for a fight, not taking Chu Yun seriously at all.
Those who could attend the Sect Entrance Examination were all geniuses, weren’t they?
Although they behaved like servants in front of Young Master Shangguan, it was because of Young Master Shangguan’s distinguished identity and outstanding strength.
In the face of Chu Yun, they displayed an entirely different attitude.
"Second sister, forget it! Let’s register for the examination first, the Sect Entrance Examination is more important!" Chu Feng indifferently glanced at these jumping prodigies. For such trivial matters, it wasn’t worth him taking action.
Even a Great Sword Master could be subdued by Chu Feng, so how could he place these mere Sword Master-level prodigies in his eyes?
He merely couldn’t be bothered to argue.
Just like an ant provocatively climbing under the foot of an elephant, would the elephant care?
Chu Yun obeyed Chu Feng’s words because, in the current Sword King Mansion, Chu Feng was in charge.
Clenching her pearly white teeth, she snorted softly and forcefully suppressed her anger.
"Haha, a waste is a waste. What does ’the Sect Entrance Examination is more important’ mean? It clearly indicates a coward too afraid to act, a complete wimp."
"Not even as good as a woman. At least your pretty sister here has some backbone..."
The sharp-faced youth kept laughing non-stop, looking down on Chu Feng even more.