Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1218 - 1214: Taking Action

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands in greeting: "Chu Zhiyuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect greets the four seniors."

The altar stood only two meters high, and was about fifteen or sixteen meters away from Chu Zhiyuan, so they did not look down upon him, but instead watched from afar.

"A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect?" A round-faced elder enthusiastically sized him up: "Is he really a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled lightly, and suddenly a white light surged from his palm.

The white light swiftly condensed into a small sword, hovering in the void above his head, gently trembling.

Like a small sword carved from White Jade, it emitted a warm luster under the sunlight.

Exquisitely crafted, clear and vivid.

Yet it exuded an all-encompassing and overwhelming aura, as if a magnificent mountain was about to crush down, leaving one breathless.

Despite their profound cultivation, having reached Nine Transitions Perfection, feeling they could advance no further, they still sensed a suffocating oppressive force.

The four elders exchanged glances and then turned to Chu Zhiyuan, scrutinizing him.

The aura of the Heavenly Sword was unmistakable, yet to possess such cultivation at a young age?

Since when did the Heavenly Sword Sect have such a young, peerless expert?!

Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, and the small White Jade Sword lightly floated down onto his palm.

After Nine Transitions, the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture underwent a qualitative transformation, and Sword Qi could be condensed into a real short sword.

This sword does not harm by the hardness of its blade, but by its Sword Intent and Sword Qi.

A single strike is almost unstoppable.

Upon entering the Ninth Transitions Realm, the true power of the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture is revealed, demonstrating the genuine prowess of one of the Four Great Sects.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, saying: "I humbly ask for guidance from the four seniors."

As he spoke, the small White Jade Sword suddenly transformed into a beam of white light shooting toward the altar.

Seemingly to avoid possible conflict, this sword was aimed only toward the center of the altar, not at the four of them.

The four elders shook their heads, feeling he was both respectful and sharp, without any anger.

Everyone has their youthful days, and being young yet already at Nine Transitions, still a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it’s natural to be proud and eager to test one’s capabilities.

"Let me," the round-faced elder laughed and said, "I’ll give it a try!"

A red light appeared in his palm, and he directed it towards the Jade Sword.

"Boom!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

With a muffled sound, the red light collided with the Jade Sword, unable to stop it.

The White Jade Sword pierced through it, shooting toward the center of the altar.

"Old Kong, you didn’t manage,"

Another elder with a square face struck out his palm, unleashing a green light to meet the White Jade Sword.

"Pop."

Sounding like a cork being pulled.

The green light and the White Jade Sword vanished together in the air.

"Woo..."

A sudden gale blew, causing their clothes to flail, and Chu Zhiyuan’s Mystic Robe fluttered gracefully.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Once more!"

A surge of white light arose from his palm, forming into a small White Jade Sword, then another surge of white light emerged, forming another small White Jade Sword.

More white light surged out consecutively...

Four beams of white light emerged at once, each condensing into a small White Jade Sword.

The four small White Jade Swords floated in the air, gently aligned and stacked together.

In the next moment, the four White Jade Swords condensed into one sword.

The compressed sword not only did not grow bigger, but instead shrank a bit.

A palm-length, finger-width section.

Crystal clear, resembling an ice sculpture.

The four elders stared solemnly at the small sword, their robes slowly billowing.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The four seniors can join forces to take this sword."

This sword had already transcended the realm of the Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture, incorporating various insights he had comprehended.

None of the four elders alone could likely withstand it.

"Heh, quite the boast!" The round-faced elder snorted: "Is this the Heavenly Sword?"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "It’s still far from the Heavenly Sword of the Sect Leader."

"Truly magnificent boasting!" The round-faced elder pouted: "If it were truly this strong, your Heavenly Sword Sect would have long unified the world!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Let’s talk after the four seniors take this sword."

The ice sculpture small sword suddenly vanished, and in the next moment appeared above the altar.

It descended from the sky, shooting down vertically.

The four elders each struck with their palms, red light, green light, blue light, black light.

The four beams of light quickly merged into a golden light, meeting the small sword.

"Boom!"

A clap of thunder sounded in the clear sky.

The ground seemed to shake, the void trembled.

The four elders could no longer remain seated, their bodies flew up into the air.

Chu Zhiyuan flashed to the center of the altar, reached out, and caught the small sword.

But the small sword was incredibly fast.

He barely caught the small sword, but his finger was cut by it, blood pearls emerged and dripped onto the center of the altar.

Chu Zhiyuan ignored the dripping blood, held the small sword tightly, and let out a long breath: "Fortunately."

The four elders floated back down to the altar, each with an ugly expression, staring fiercely at the small sword.

The crystalline small sword trembled lightly, as if unwilling to be held by Chu Zhiyuan, wanting to break free.

Chu Zhiyuan, embarrassed, held it tightly, and gave a bitter smile to the four elders: "Forgive me, seniors, I used a secret technique. Its power is strong, but it got a little out of control."

The round-faced elder huffed: "It was just a spar, why do you need to show off so much?!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked apologetic: "Yes, I thought the opportunity was rare and couldn’t let esteemed seniors underestimate our Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Hmph, who dares underestimate your Heavenly Sword Sect?" The round-faced elder sneered at him: "Your Heavenly Sword Sect is quite something!"

Chu Zhiyuan felt invigorated.

The burly elder waved his hand: "Enough, what is the point of saying all this."

"Old Zheng, we’re just idle here." The round-faced elder laughed: "It’s rare to have an outsider come in."

The burly elder looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "What was that aura just now?"

Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled.

The burly elder snorted: "Though it flashed briefly and disappeared, our sense couldn’t be wrong."

The square-faced elder nodded: "If only one person sensed it, there might be a mistake, but all four of us noticed it, so it’s without a doubt."

Chu Zhiyuan took something from his sleeve and handed it over: "Could it be because of this?"

The four focused their attention.

It was a short sword, glossy like water, looking very elegant.

"What is...?"

"The Giant Spirit Sword." Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "The Spirit Sword of the Giant Spirit Sect."

He gently shook it.

Immediately, a strange aura spread, and then it retracted back.

"That’s it!" The round-faced elder pointed at the Giant Spirit Sword and called out.

The aura is exactly the same, recognized at once.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Do you seniors know of the Giant Spirit Sect?"

"...I might have heard of it," the round-faced elder turned to the burly elder: "Old Zheng, what about you?"

The burly elder snorted: "Within the Evil Sect, it has some fame. Mr. Chu, how did you get it?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "The Four Great Sects’ masters eradicated the Giant Spirit Sect and destroyed their base; there is no Giant Spirit Sect left in this world!"

"Your Four Great Sects are exceptional at dealing with demons, didn’t expect you to handle the evil ones just as well," the round-faced elder laughed: "But why did you come to the Imperial Ancestral Temple?"

The burly elder said: "The ancestors of the Heavenly Sword Sect were all remarkable individuals."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "The Heavenly Sword should not only look at our ancestors but also consider the past emperors for a unique insight."

"What kind of insight?"

"An indescribable insight..." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "...To say nothing else, the aura within the Imperial Ancestral Temple is extraordinary. Upon entering here, one feels calm, and spirit light flickers."

"Haha..." The round-faced elder clapped and laughed: "Truly a genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

The other three elders all smiled.

This Imperial Ancestral Temple has its mysteries, yet hasn’t caught others’ attention or emphasis.

Entering the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the anomaly is often thought to be emotional.

Bound by rules, they couldn’t speak out much, but hearing Chu Zhiyuan reveal this mystery, they couldn’t help but smile and were greatly pleased.

At last, someone sensed the Imperial Ancestral Temple’s mysteries.

Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Seniors, is this an array? Or a spiritual artifact, or a secret land?"

"Haha..."

The four exchanged glances and smiled, shaking their heads.

Chu Zhiyuan looked around and simultaneously released his Super Sense to encompass the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Then shook his head: "Seems it’s not an array, nor a spiritual artifact... is it a secret land?"

"Haha..." The round-faced elder clapped and laughed: "Impressive!"

Chu Zhiyuan pondered: "If it’s a secret land, no one can forcibly break in; it can be said to be the most secure."

"Exactly." The round-faced elder said proudly: "This place is a sacred site for cultivation."

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded, walked step by step to the center of the altar, and stood still.

He then drew the Giant Spirit Sword from his sleeve and slowly struck down.

The four elders shook their heads with a smile, not stopping him.

The Giant Spirit Sword, under their teasing gaze, lightly pierced the altar’s surface.

"Impossible!"

The round-faced elder exclaimed.

The other three elders also widened their eyes.

This altar looked simple and unassuming, yet it was a creation of the Ancient Era.

It seemed naturally formed, not ordinary material, but an impassable strange stone resistant to blades and spears.