Chapter 146: Chapter 137: Sword Tomb
"Whew! I finally escaped..."
After darting into the mountain cave, Nie Yun watched the horde of Demon Beasts retreat. Though he didn’t know why, he still breathed a sigh of relief.
"So painful..."
Once his mind relaxed, he realized that the combined attack from the Demon Beasts had shredded the muscles and fractured the bones in his back. Wave after wave of intense pain assaulted his mind, making him drowsy.
’I can’t fall asleep! If I do, I’ll really die!’
Nie Yun knew the stakes. This was no ti to pass out. He forced himself to focus, directing the Healing Qi within his Dantian to nd his wounds.
The Healing Qi truly lived up to its reputation as a Healer’s unique secret art. In just a few monts, the injuries on his back were completely healed. He retrieved a clean set of clothes from his Storage Dantian, changed, and stood up.
He had rushed in without getting a good look at the cave earlier. Now, as he glanced around, his brow furrowed.
’Is this a Cave Mansion for human Cultivation?’
Since this was the Demon Beast Valley, any cave here should have been a Demon Beast’s lair. Why did it look like the dwelling of a human Cultivator?
It was fully furnished with a stone table, stone stools, and a stone bed. In the very center of the cave, there was even a massive object. Nie Yun stared at it for a long while but couldn’t identify it. It resembled a Furnace Cauldron used for Alchemy or Artifact Refining.
’Why would soone put sothing like this in a mountain cave?’
’Hm? Is that a couplet?’
Scanning his surroundings, Nie Yun suddenly noticed a couplet flanking the path deeper into the cave. It seed to have been carved into the stone wall with a sharp weapon, the calligraphy like a Silver Hook and Iron Drawing—vigorous and powerful.
"’Feet planted on the earth, sword piercing the heavens!’ What a line, ’sword piercing the heavens’!"
The couplet consisted of just nine words. The first line read, "Feet planted on the earth," and the second, "sword piercing the heavens." Though brief, the words revealed the carver’s character—grounded, yet with a heroic spirit that soared to the skies.
The nine words, in particular, were written in a flourishing, flamboyant script, carrying an untamable aura, as if they could leap off the wall at any mont and strike a person dead!
’To casually carve words with such sharp intent... this person’s Cultivation is likely far beyond the Ultimate Venerable Peak!’
Gazing at the nine words, which seed to carry an arrogance capable of slaughtering all living things, Nie Yun clenched his fists, his own heroic spirit igniting in response.
’If even an old relic like , who has lived for centuries, can be moved by this, the person who lived here was certainly no simple character!’
At this thought, Nie Yun’s deanor changed completely. With a cautious expression, he cupped his fist toward the depths of the cave and said, "Junior Nie Yun has unintentionally trespassed upon your esteed residence. I entered without notice and beg for your forgiveness!"
His voice echoed through the silent cave, but no one answered.
’Was I wrong? Is there no one inside?’
After waiting for a mont with no reply, Nie Yun hesitated before slowly walking forward.
The cave beyond the couplet grew wider and wider. At first, it was only wide enough for two or three people to walk shoulder-to-shoulder, but by the end, it seed spacious enough for more than a dozen people and their carriages to travel abreast without issue.
’These walls are as smooth as mirrors, as if they were shaved clean. Even if the master who built this cave was powerful, they must have possessed a Divine Weapon. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to carve it out so neatly!’
The entire cave was composed of hard granite. Even if its creator had reached the Ultimate Venerable Level, it would have been impossible to hew the walls so smoothly with their bare hands! They must have used a Divine Weapon that could cut through stone as if it were mud!
’Hm? There’s a Stone Stele up ahead...’
After walking for a while, a huge Stone Stele suddenly appeared in the wide space ahead. Nie Yun took two steps to stand before it, and a single glance made him so excited he almost jumped for joy.
In the very center of the Stone Stele, written in the sa script as the couplet, were three words: "Sword Burial Tomb!"
’So this is the Sword Burial Tomb? Could the map Wei Chen and the others had be real?’
Nie Yun’s fists tightened. He looked down and saw five smaller words written horizontally on the Stone Stele.
"Erected by the Sword Burial King!"
Seeing these five words, Nie Yun was certain. This was indeed the ruin left behind by the Sword Burial King!
"I pursued the Sword Dao my entire life, only to understand the true aning of the sword just before my death. What sorrow, what a pity!"
As he lightly brushed his palm over the three large words "Sword Burial Tomb," the cave suddenly rumbled, and an ancient voice rang out.
’A Sound Recording Seal? This person must be the Sword Burial King!’
Hearing the voice, Nie Yun wasn’t alard. He simply took a step back.
The Luoo Qu Tomb had a similar Sound Recording Seal, which, once triggered, would recite words left behind by its master before their death. Seeing as this cave had neither chanisms nor traps, the Sword Burial King probably had no malicious intent.
Still, it was better to be cautious. Nie Yun wasn’t about to use his own life as an experint.
"I dedicated my life to Artifact Refining and was obsessed with Swordsmanship. I forged thirty-two Royal Family’s Top Grade Treasure Swords and one hundred forty-seven Royal Family Low Grade Treasure Swords. Every single sword contains its own unique aura, its own soul!"
The recorded voice continued.
’Every sword has its own unique aura and soul?’ Nie Yun was shaken.
According to legend, a good sword, like a person, has a soul. It’s not that a sharper, higher-quality blade is always better; rather, a sword that is more compatible with its master’s aura can unleash the greatest effect!
In his past life, his own personal sword had absorbed his unique aura from being carried for so many years. Even when he later obtained Treasure Swords that were more powerful, they never felt as natural to wield.
’Every sword has its own soul. Regardless of whether this person was boasting, anyone who could articulate such a theory was definitely a master of both wielding and forging swords!’
"Junior, your arrival here ans we share a strand of fate. I will now grant you an opportunity. In this Sword Burial Tomb, three swords are interred. The stele has descriptions of them all. You may choose one of these three swords. After making your choice, leave imdiately. Do not linger! And do not covet the other two!"
The booming voice continued.
’An opportunity? Three swords?’
Hearing the recorded voice’s words, Nie Yun quietly extended his Tracking Qi. Sure enough, he detected three tomb-like structures behind the Stone Stele.
Filling his body with True Qi, Nie Yun cautiously approached the first tomb.
Before this tomb stood a grave marker taller than a man, shaped like a Longsword piercing the sky. Its Sword Qi was overwhelming, radiating an intense killing intent, as if it could tear through the heavens and slaughter all of humanity at any mont.
The Sword of Slaughter!
"The Sword of Slaughter, my favorite weapon. It is decisive in its carnage, lethal at the slightest touch, and carries a dense killing aura. With one slash, heaven and earth may perish, but I shall not. It is truly an instrunt of death!"
A line of small text on the stele recorded the na and effects of the Longsword within the tomb.
’The Sword of Slaughter? My moniker is the Blood Prison Demon Venerable, and when I strike, I leave no survivors... This sword would indeed complent
well. However, a sword constantly used for slaughter naturally develops a dense killing aura that makes others shrink in fear. I don’t like it!’
Reading the description on the stele, Nie Yun shook his head.
In truth, though Nie Yun was known as the Blood Prison Demon Venerable, he was not a bloodthirsty person. When he chose to act, it was only against those who deserved to die. He would leave no survivors among those who deserved death, but he would not harm the innocent. This was the righteous path. To blindly pursue slaughter was, in fact, an inferior way.
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