Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel-Chapter 1015 - 570: Heavenly Fate, Another Path_4

The courtyard was devoid of flowers and grass, only a piece of bluish-black mountain rock polished smooth as a mirror, and several odd stones that seemed randomly scattered yet subtly resonated with the rhythm of the surrounding world.

The entire courtyard exuded an aura of returning to simplicity, a purity in harmony with the Dao.

Chu Zheng’s gaze fell upon the large bluish-black sword-polishing stone in the courtyard.

A young boy kneeled there, fully absorbed in what he was doing.

The boy appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen, with a slightly thin build. He wore a set of rough, faded linen clothes, holding a simple, ancient-style black longsword, its blade dull with no hint of sharpness.

He was slowly and steadily moving the longsword over the whetstone.

His movements carried a rhythm akin to the Dao, each push seemed to be infused with all his mind and will.

The boy seemed oblivious to Chu Zheng’s intrusion, his eyes clear and pristine, like an untainted mountain spring, reflecting only the sword in his hands and the stone below him, with no other distractions.

Sensing Chu Zheng’s approach, the boy’s sword-polishing motion paused slightly, and he lifted his head.

In that instant he raised his head, his previously clear and tranquil eyes suddenly turned sharp and unrivaled, as if two invisible sharp swords shot out from them, the aura pressing.

His cultivation wasn’t considered strong, only having just entered the Ninth Order, but his entire Sword Qi was refined and pure, pointing directly to the essence of the Sword Dao.

Chu Zheng looked at this boy, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He didn’t expect that after the Ancient Times, in a world where circumstances had drastically changed, a true Son of Heaven would still emerge.

In an instant, he perceived the karmic connections on this boy’s body.

The boy’s name was Ye Liuyun.

The last Sword Ancestor of the Sword Dao in the Myriad Realms, before his lifespan ended and he was about to sit in meditation and pass away, discovered this unpolished jade, choosing him as the sole heir to his Sword Dao, and bestowed upon him the Half of Heaven’s Fortune he carried as a final gift, thus creating a future unparalleled Sword Master destined to shake All Heavens.

"I am here to claim the Fortune."

Chu Zheng spoke, his voice calm, breaking the silence of the courtyard: "But you could obtain this Heavenly Fortune because of your own enlightenment of the Sword Heart and coherence with the Sword Dao. I can offer you a chance as an exchange, what do you want?"

He didn’t choose to take it by force, but instead gave the boy a middle-ground choice.

Ye Liuyun merely paused slightly, then shook his head, his gaze returning to the black longsword in his hands, his tone indifferent yet firm:

"The Heavenly Fortune, you may take it, without the Fortune, I am still me, the sword in my hand unchanged."

Though young, his Sword Heart was enlightened, as if he had long seen through the void of external things, understanding that only the sword in his hand and the Dao in his heart were fundamental.

This mindset was extremely rare.

Chu Zheng’s eyes flickered, he said no more, and slowly raised his hand.

The Half of Heaven’s Fortune, like a gentle stream, quietly flowed out from the boy’s body, pooling into Chu Zheng’s palm.

The boy’s body barely trembled slightly, as if he noticed something that had always been there disappear, but he showed no sign of loss or panic, only lowered his head, continuing the unfinished action of slowly polishing the sword.

"What I said earlier, still stands, once you have decided, feel free to find me." Chu Zheng left a Jade Talisman on a stone in the courtyard and stepped out, leaving this otherworldly place.

The next moment, he arrived above the Ninth Heaven, in a space-time forbidden area where even time and space seemed nearly frozen.

He completely absorbed the newly acquired two parts of Heavenly Fortune from Taoist and Sword Dao into his body.

Boom—

The Ten Parts of Heavenly Fortune finally reached Perfection.

The surging power of Heavenly Fortune merged entirely into his Dao Seed, the previously immense foundation of Heavenly Fortune, at this moment, like the final source stream had been injected, stirred no ripple, only a sense of natural, seamless Perfection and vastness.

He stood quietly in the forbidden area, feeling within him that boundless power that could seemingly rule the rise and fall of the Universe and all Dao with a single thought.

For a while, Chu Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, as if light that could split the heavens and earth flashed through them, he raised his hand, pointing like a sword, lightly slashing at the void before him.

Rip—

A vast passage radiating a yellow halo was forcibly torn open in the void.

On the other side of the passage was not the familiar Universe starry sky, but a world filled with that yellow halo.

The Yellow Springs.

He forcibly opened the entrance to the Yellow Springs, unlocking the path to the Reincarnation Road.

Chu Zheng stepped into the passage, his figure vanishing from the space-time forbidden area.

At the moment of entering the Reincarnation Road, a Mystic Force capable of corroding all life and Yuan Qi enveloped him again.

The air was filled with strange Laws that shortened lifespan and bewildered spiritual wisdom.

Since the initial division of the Universe, he was likely the first to step into this place in human form, relying on his own immense power.

Chu Zheng disregarded the erosion of the surrounding environment and continued onward, soon seeing again that Ancient Reincarnation Road emitting a hazy glow, filled with numbed residual souls.

Beside the Reincarnation Road, near the peculiar stone reflecting the three lives, that figure remained standing quietly.

The Little Taoist in the moon-white Taoist Robe, the Good Corpse Incarnation of the Master of Heavenly Fortune, he seemed as if he had never left.

Seeing Chu Zheng tread over the brilliant radiance of the Reincarnation Road, his being emitting flawless Perfection and control over everything with ten parts of Heavenly Fortune, the Little Taoist’s expression showed visible solemnity for the first time.