I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 229 - 191: Void Sword Pill_2

"So this Sword Pill is actually the core of the Secret Realm..."

At that moment, Chen Xihua was suspended in mid-air, staring at the ruins below covered in yellow sand, filled with shock.

It was then he realized that this Sword Pill was no ordinary artifact—its ability to maintain the stability of an Ancient Sword Mansion Secret Realm far exceeded his understanding of value.

Unexpectedly, six months later, the Sword Pill suddenly awakened and began to slowly integrate into his Lifebound Sword Pill.

More astonishingly, it took over and began to gradually devour his original Lifebound Flying Sword.

The process was as if cutting flesh with a dull knife, causing the Sword Pill to tremble violently, nearly shattering, and he fainted due to the damage to his Heart Spirit.

Yet when he awoke again, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had comprehended Sword Heart and Sword Intent, and the Sword Pill had completely replaced the original Flying Sword, becoming the new core of his Lifebound Sword Pill.

The secrets of the Cultivation Realm are like reefs hidden in the depths of the ocean, concealed under the guise of time and fog, beyond the reach of any one person.

Chen Xihua gazed at the Sword Pill, which wove together reality and illusion within his Dantian, feeling a rush of complex emotions.

For this Sword Pill, he had sifted through thousands of texts in the Scripture Pavilion of Three Elements Dao Sect, yet never found any similar record, let alone that a Sword Pill could take over and devour a Lifebound Flying Sword.

But no matter how many doubts he had, they could not outweigh the facts before him.

The Sword Pill had thoroughly integrated with his Sword Pill and was intimately connected to his Divine Soul, like a part of his body, impossible to remove.

Chen Xihua was straightforward by nature, so he put aside any further investigations:

"Well, since cultivation is all about moving forward in the unknown, and I can’t figure out the reason, I might as well go with the flow and cultivate this Sword Pill well."

From then on, Chen Xihua incorporated the training of the Sword Pill into his daily cultivation, using his Divine Soul to perceive the changes within it, attempting to explore the most suitable method for nurturing it.

And this Sword Pill never let him down—its quality far surpassed that of his previous Lifebound Flying Sword.

This Sword Pill constantly enhanced Sword Qi, Sword Form, Sword Speed, and Sword Frequency, steadily bringing his prowess up to par with the Inner Sect cultivators of the Myriad Swords Sect, and even surpassing them in some aspects.

Later, during a sect mission, he obtained a Tier Four Spiritual Material called "Red Gold Mother" and, upon attempting to nurture the Sword Pill with it, an ancient Secret Technique surfaced within his sea of consciousness.

It was the "Myriad Phenomena Sources Returning to Spirit Skill" capable of altering spiritual root talents!

Only then did he truly realize that this Sword Pill held immense secrets, perhaps even the supreme opportunity to change his path of Dao.

Upon entering the Ancient Yue Grotto Heaven this time, Chen Xihua’s primary goal was to find more Tier Four Spiritual Materials to refine his Sword Pill and perhaps unlock even more secrets of the Sword Pill.

As time slowly passed, another half month went by.

"Finally... we’re here!"

Chen Xihua’s voice carried a hint of hoarseness; he raised his right leg, using the last bit of strength, and stepped onto the final step.

In an instant, the Taiyue Divine Peak trembled violently, as though an ancient beast that had slumbered beneath suddenly awakened.

The clouds atop the peak were tossed by a fierce wind, swirling wildly, forming a massive vortex.

On the mountain paths carved from stone, and along the rock walls, numerous golden Restrictions awoke like slumbering dragons, converging from all sides, weaving together a golden light screen that enveloped the entire Divine Peak.

Upon the light screen, Runes flowed, emitting unsettling spatial fluctuations, like an enormous net trapping all the cultivators on Taiyue Divine Peak tight.

"Buzz—"

The golden light screen abruptly shrank, then expanded fiercely. A terrifying Power of Space surged like a tsunami.

Chen Xihua only felt his whole body lighten, as if lifted by an invisible hand, being transported into a unique space.

The remaining cultivators, like fallen leaves caught in a storm, were instantly enveloped by the Power of Space and disappeared into the void. This power stretched across millions of miles, forcibly transporting all cultivators on Taiyue Divine Peak away.

"No! My Sword Intent Formation!"

At the six-thousandth step, Yue Wushuang let out a howl of dissatisfaction. He had just felt the insights from his Sword Intent Formation surge into him like a tide, but before his sea of consciousness could even begin to digest this power, his body was firmly locked by the Power of Space, which began to transport him away.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and reluctance, his silver-white Sword Robe flapping violently under the spatial force:

"For thousands of years, there had never been such a phenomenon! Could it be that the Taiyue Divine Peak has reached its ultimate limit and is about to collapse entirely?"

He was left to suspect this—there were more than a few opportunities in the Ancient Yue Secret Realm that had completely perished due to the passage of time.

As for someone reaching the summit and triggering a change?

Not even a shred of such a notion crossed his mind. Even the legendary ancestors noted in the sect’s records, born with peerless Sword Bodies and ultimately becoming Celestial Venerables of Divinity Transformation, had only reached as far as 8,900 steps back in their day; how could anyone have possibly reached the peak today?

The Power of Space grew ever stronger, and Yue Wushuang couldn’t resist it at all. His unwilling figure finally dissolved into a stream of light, vanishing into the void.

Meanwhile, at the two-thousandth step, a Loose Cultivator clad in a cyan robe was desperately clutching the stone staircase, trying to fend off the Power of Space.

His name was Liu Chengfeng, his Mid-Stage Golden Core Cultivation barely allowing him to reach this point. He had hoped to persist a few steps further to gain more Sword Dao insights, but hadn’t anticipated such an upheaval.

"No! I haven’t gained enough insight yet!"

He cried out in despair, ultimately unable to resist, his body became like a kite with a broken string and was transported away by the Power of Space.

When he reappeared, he was cast down into a swamp riddled with poisonous miasma, a place a million miles from where he started. As soon as he touched ground, several Tier Three poison crocodiles surrounded him, forcing him to hastily conjure a Talisman for a hasty escape:

"Damn it! How could I be transported to such a place!"

On the three-thousandth step, a Female Cultivator from the Western Wilderness Mirage found herself equally trapped, dressed in a pale blue gauzy attire, her form faintly enveloped in Mirage Qi.

"Damn!"

She gritted her teeth and cursed, her Magical Treasure emitting a faint glow utterly incapable of resisting the Power of Space.

When she appeared again, it was upon a frozen snowfield where the biting winds instantly hardened her gauzy attire. She could only circulate her Mana to ward off the cold, filled with grievance and anger in her heart:

"If I had known, I wouldn’t have come to the Taiyue Divine Peak. Now not only did I miss the opportunity, but I’m also stranded indefinitely!"

Elsewhere in the void, Master Shi Fang found himself thrust by the force of Void Shifting, crashing hard into a barren hill.

He staggered to regain his balance, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth—so violent was the Force of Space Shifting it had caused minor injuries to his meridians.

On the ground, a Tier Two viper was startled into action, its forked tongue flickering as it lunged viciously at him.

A glint of fierceness flashed in Master Shi Fang’s eyes, a flick of his hand and a Talisman’s light flared briefly, reducing the viper to ashes.

His Divine Sense scanned his surroundings, revealing nothing but desolate gobi, and he could see the distinct yellow sandstorms of the Western Wilderness looming in the distance, shaking his head in helplessness:

"I ended up being transported to the Western Wilderness... After finally making it into the Taiyue Divine Peak, how did things go so wrong?"

The Western Wilderness lay five million miles distant from the Taiyue Divine Peak.

He had initially thought, after using the Sword Heart Bamboo to comprehend Sword Heart, he would return to challenge higher steps, but now could only watch that hope vanish.

"And Fellow Daoist Xihua—I wonder where he has been transported to."

He took out a Communication Jade Talisman and infused it with Mana, but found it unresponsive.

The contact method they had agreed on was only usable within a hundred-thousand-mile range, but they were now separated by millions of miles, making communication impossible.

He reached for his Storage Ring, finding inside two entirely green, Sword Intent-emitting Sword Heart Bamboos, along with several Tier Four Sword Grinding Stones emanating sharp Sword Qi, which momentarily eased his heart.

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly and gathered up the Sword Heart Bamboo and Sword Grinding Stones near the Sword Grinding Cliff before being transported; otherwise, this trip would have been a huge loss."

He gazed towards the direction of the Taiyue Divine Peak, filled with both gratitude and regret, before turning away, heading deeper into the gobi.

At the same moment.

In that unique space, the golden light screen had dissipated, and Chen Xihua slowly steadied himself, standing before a ten-foot-tall Wordless Stone Stele.

The stele was completely jet black, its surface carved with countless intricate Sword Patterns, emanating faint Void fluctuations, harmonizing marvelously with the Sword Pill within his Dantian.

An idea sparked within Chen Xihua’s mind, and he approached the stele, reaching out his right hand to gently touch its surface!

Instantly, an exceptionally pure flood of Sword Dao insights surged into his mind, more abundant than all the insights he had gained in the past three months combined.

He couldn’t help but close his eyes, immersing himself in this wave of insights, the Sword Intent around him circulating like a living entity, forming a massive sword shadow behind him, pointing straight towards the sky.