Chapter 0054

Chapter 54: No-Mind Creates a Technique, Sixfold World Breaking Sword!

Zhao Wu Tian called again and again until Qian Miao Yu came back to herself: “Your Majesty… Your Majesty!”

She drew a deep breath and suddenly recalled the scene from her dream. The boy who pulled down a star had a blurry face, yet his eyes were unforgettable. They were just like the eyes of the boy in this painting, as if carved from the same mold. [Is this a coincidence?] Her heart pounded, and sweat beaded on her brow. [Even if it was only a dream, there are too many coincidences.]

She asked calmly: “Who is this boy?”

Zhao Wu Tian answered: “His name is Zhou Tong. He used to be my disciple but rebelled. A witch from the Joyous Union Sect misled him. I came this time to bring him back to the right path.”

“So that is how it is, I understand,” said Qian Miao Yu.

She kept a straight face. She had planned to tell the State Preceptor about her dream, but she held back. [The boy from my dream must be watched. This concerns the Empire’s survival. I will see it with my own eyes and not leave it to anyone else.]

After she sent Zhao Wu Tian and the others away, the empress’s expression turned gloomy. In recent years, the Heavenly Dao Hall had grown so large it was hard to control. Some even whispered that the true ruler of this land was not Qian Miao Yu, but Zhao Wu Tian.

On the Red Dust, Zhou Tong still sat cross-legged on the deck, a bright light shining between his brows.

Lian Han Xing asked: “Why is he still meditating? He can’t be having another sudden insight, can he?”

Mu Rong Ya said, uncertain: “He probably… won’t, right?” That earned her several scornful looks.

“Even you can’t read your own disciple’s state, and you dare call yourself a master?”

Before the words faded, a powerful ripple surged around Zhou Tong. Points of light jumped and gathered in the air, forming mysterious symbols that finally merged into a book.

“What is that?”

The two mature women froze, then moved at once and rushed to Zhou Tong’s side. They saw that the book was made from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, laced with a deep Dao resonance that was hard to grasp.

“Sixfold World Breaking Sword,” Mu Rong Ya read without thinking. It was clearly a secret manual of the Sword Dao.

Zhou Tong let out a long breath, a trace of fatigue on his face: “So this is the true meaning of creating the myriad arts.”

He finally understood: to create arts is when a strong person’s No-Mind realm collides with the natural power of heaven and earth, turning the formless Dao into formed techniques. There was no doubt this was a supreme-level art. Once you understood it, you could draw on nature’s power and unleash unfathomable might.

“I want a look,” Long Ling Yun said as she ran over, ears practically perked from eavesdropping.

The moment the manual opened to the first page, she fell into a trance. She could not read, yet she grasped its meaning. Just a brief stare made her expression turn solemn.

“How is it?” the little demoness asked, curious.

Long Ling Yun answered: “This sword art has a high threshold. You must reach the realm of sword momentum to study it. It has six moves in total. They hold heaven and earth and the four directions. Each move can, by relying on sword momentum, draw the trend of heaven and earth. Man and nature become one, and it can contend with the Sword Dao itself.”

Everyone except Zhou Tong sucked in a breath. Sword arts, sword momentum, Sword Dao. Each step up was like the gap between earth and sky. But with this manual, you could bridge the gulf between sword momentum and the Sword Dao. How shocking was that value.

Without another word, Long Ling Yun sat down and began to comprehend. Not long passed, not even two hours, before a fierce change erupted from her. Boundless sword momentum swelled without end, growing stronger to the naked eye and wrapping around her.

“She had an epiphany too. I must be dreaming!” Lian Han Xing’s eyes went wide. She suddenly grabbed Mu Rong Ya’s collar with a furious face: “You must be hiding something from me. These monsters weren’t grown from the ground, were they? It must be that. I once heard the old one say there is a Divine Seed in this world. Plant it and when it sprouts, it grows seven amazing children. You have already hatched three. You have to share one with me!”

“That is our master being muddle-headed. You actually believe her?” Mu Rong Ya said, annoyed.

“I don’t care. The old one loves you most. Who knows if she left the Divine Seed to you.”

Boom. An even more terrifying sword momentum exploded, then vanished in an instant, as if it had never been.

“I understand it!” Long Ling Yun stood up with joy, excitement shining between her brows. “My sword momentum has reached minor attainment. If I use the manual to draw nature’s power, I can defeat a sword cultivator whose sword momentum is at great attainment. You could say that under the Sword Dao, I am invincible.”

“Heavens!” Lian Han Xing was almost drooling with envy. Why was life so unfair?

In the end, her greedy gaze fell on Zhou Tong. [He is the most monstrous one. He created a supreme manual with a flick of his hand. How can anyone be this outrageous?]

“Junior sister, I have never begged you for anything in my life!” She hugged Mu Rong Ya’s leg and pointed at Zhou Tong: “Sell me this brat. Ask for anything. If I can have him, I will do anything!”

Mu Rong Ya smiled gently, bent down, and pressed her head. With a thump, Lian Han Xing’s pretty face kissed the deck. A mere prisoner dared to name terms. She really did not see herself as an outsider.

Zhou Tong ended his meditation. Only now did the built-up fatigue ease. Creating a manual cost a great deal. By his estimate, he would need at least three days before he could create another manual of the same level.

“Enough fooling around,” he said. “We have entered the Heavenly Dao Domain. In a little while we will reach the Imperial Capital of the Ling Xiao Empire.”

Dozens of warships crossed the sky at once from different directions and factions. They were surely coming for the big senior sister, because the Yin Yang Dao Physique was not only a perfect cultivation vessel but also a peerless heaven’s chosen. Whether for dual cultivation, to take her as a disciple, or both, the lure was huge.

At the city gate of the Imperial Capital, spear-holding bodyguards blocked the road and asked them to register. Zhou Tong put the Red Dust away into his Signet Ring. After he gave his name, the guards’ faces changed. They looked at each other, then showed sincere smiles.

“Honored guest, please enter. We have provided a free guide for you. Ask her anything you like.”

A well-shaped woman stepped up at once. Smiling brightly, she greeted Zhou Tong and the others: “Everyone, please follow me.”

At the sight of her, no one else reacted, but Zhou Tong’s expression changed. The woman wore a treasure that blocked the sense of cultivation. She looked like an ordinary person, but she was very strong. She was definitely not a guide.

After Zhou Tong walked on, someone behind shouted, “We are honored guests too. We need a guide…” He earned a slap.

“Get lost!” the bodyguard said with contempt. “I was giving you face!”