novelraw Chapter 275 : Having Read All Three Thousand Scrolls, Sword Intent Reaches Great Perfection
Chapter 275 : Having Read All Three Thousand Scrolls, Sword Intent Reaches Great Perfection
Chapter 275: Having Read All Three Thousand Scrolls, Sword Intent Reaches Great Perfection
Inside the Sword Pavilion, Chu Huaixu stood frozen on the spot.
But the young Daoist had already placed the sword scabbard on a nearby wooden table and began picking up jade slips on his own.
Chu Huaixu, unwilling to believe it, walked over to the scabbard and reached out to touch the bead.
—Dao Ancestor, I think we need to have a talk!
Damn it, he can actually interact with me!?
Yet this time, when Chu Huaixu touched the black bead, the young Daoist showed no reaction at all.
“Was he pretending?”
“He only responds when he wants to, and ignores me when he doesn’t?”
“Or does the bead have to be worn on his body—or at least be in contact with him?”
Previously, when Chu Huaixu poked the bead, the Dao Ancestor had it hanging from his belt.
The Daoist quickly picked up several jade slips and sat down on a wooden chair.
The black sword scabbard rested on the table, with no physical contact.
Chu Huaixu tried touching the bead again—still no effect.
The young Daoist comprehended quickly. Before long, he put down the first jade slip.
Immediately, everything around them froze again.
Chu Huaixu saw birds outside the Sword Pavilion window suspended mid-air.
This secret realm felt like a private tutoring session from the Dao Ancestor, personally teaching him the Sword Dao.
Clearly—it was time for another lesson.
This Mystic-rank, Low-grade sword technique was called 【Gentle Breeze Arrives Sword】.
What surprised him slightly was that this time, he didn’t train it to perfection. As soon as he reached the 【Beginner】 level, the frozen surroundings returned to normal.
This made Chu Huaixu feel relieved, realizing that the approach this time was different.
—Study broadly, but without seeking deep mastery.
So this time, it was just about tasting lightly.
He was retracing the Dao Ancestor’s “path of the sword.” If the Dao Ancestor only trained it to Beginner, then Chu Huaixu only needed to reach Beginner as well.
The young Daoist quickly picked up another jade slip and began studying again.
One sword technique, two sword techniques, three sword techniques…
As the number increased, Chu Huaixu realized that the Daoist was entirely following his personal preferences.
For techniques he wasn’t interested in, he skimmed through them—just scratching the surface.
For more unusual ones, or those that suited his taste, he studied longer, usually reaching Minor Mastery, at most Major Mastery, before stopping.
He no longer pursued perfection.
Chu Huaixu felt that the Daoist had a clear plan.
“Or rather, he already had a definite purpose when entering the Sword Pavilion!”
The scene before him suddenly felt familiar.
It was just like the strategy top students often used—
The “sea of problems” approach.
And just like how some great experts would say: no matter how dumb someone is, they should still be able to learn calculus.
Chu Huaixu, with Comprehension 7, was actually considered rather dull compared to true Comprehension 10 geniuses.
But what could he do? He was already “trapped” here.
He just had to grind through it!
And Chu Huaixu discovered an advantage.
“This is incredibly beneficial for comprehending Sword Intent!”
Normally, learning sword techniques would increase Sword Intent progress.
Reaching full perfection gave a large boost, while shallow learning gave less.
But now, the advantage was in quantity.
If one only learned a small number of techniques, relying on this method alone to increase Sword Intent wouldn’t be enough.
And Chu Huaixu usually wouldn’t spend Experience Points learning useless sword techniques—he wouldn’t follow this quantity-over-quality approach.
“Too inefficient. I wouldn’t even use most of these skills afterward.”
“I might as well spend Experience Points directly to upgrade Sword Intent.”
But now, the situation was different.
He was trapped here, and time had become infinite.
Though the process was painful, torturous, and tested his willpower, the presence of the cyan energy mass kept him from going insane.
It was like raising his psychological threshold.
Allowing him to remain locked in this “dark room” without completely breaking down.
And since Chu Huaixu had always been someone who adapted easily, he continued learning alongside the Dao Ancestor.
This caused the Sword Sect disciples to notice something strange—
A peculiar Daoist had appeared in their Sword Pavilion.
Holding the Sword Sovereign Token, he could freely access any jade slip.
Yet he only read, never practiced swordsmanship, as if simply reading and comprehending was enough.
Meanwhile, Chu Huaixu was like an invisible wandering spirit, drifting through this level of the pavilion.
Although time outside was frozen, “time” inside the secret realm continued to flow.
He saw snow begin to fall outside.
When they first entered, it had been midsummer.
At this point, Chu Huaixu became even more convinced that the Daoist had planned this all along.
“He prepared a ridiculous amount of Fasting Pills!”
It was as if he could eat them forever.
Even if the black bead contained the Medicinal Cauldron, and the cauldron continuously refined Fasting Pills, it would still require a massive supply of materials.
At that moment, the Daoist put down another jade slip.
Everything froze again, and he stood up to demonstrate the sword technique for Chu Huaixu.
This time, the Dead Fox was full of motivation.
Because his Sword Intent progress bar had reached 99.7%!
Once he reached Beginner in this technique, his Fearless Sword Intent would definitely reach Major Mastery.
Chu Huaixu even began to anticipate whether he might reach full perfection within this inheritance secret realm.
At this rate—it was entirely possible!
【Ding! You have learned the skill—Snow-Stepping Plum-Seeking Sword.】
The next moment, a force spread outward from his body.
He once again felt like a drawn sword.
The “side effects” of the 《Sword Refining Art》 continued to linger.
Every time he improved in the Sword Dao, that feeling of “man as sword” intensified.
Now he understood why Nangong Yue, as an artifact-refining grandmaster, had often looked at him strangely.
What artifact refiner wouldn’t notice such a peerless sword?
He even felt that, in a sense, he was also an artifact refiner.
Only… he was refining himself?
【Fearless Sword Intent】—had reached Major Mastery!
Outside the Sword Pavilion, the snow gradually melted.
Withered trees sprouted new branches.
When they became lush again, the sound of cicadas could be heard.
Summer had arrived—another year had passed.
The Sword Sect disciples had grown accustomed to the Daoist sitting in the pavilion.
He was gentle, polite, and easy to talk to.
Since he held the Sword Sovereign Token, the disciples treated him with great respect. Throughout the year, no one acted out of line.
Amid this harmonious atmosphere, however, one “wandering spirit” was growing increasingly miserable.
Chu Huaixu’s sense of being alive was fading.
He no longer just carried a “work fatigue” aura—he felt almost like the dead.
The Daoist could at least speak with others, touch jade slips, sit on stools, interact with the world…
But Chu Huaixu could not.
No one could see him. No one spoke to him. He couldn’t touch anything.
He felt completely detached from this world.
This kind of loneliness was deadly—even depressing.
The cyan energy only stabilized his mind—it prevented collapse and madness, nothing more.
How miserable had Chu Huaixu become?
He even envied the Daoist for eating Fasting Pills.
“Does it taste good?”
“I want to try it too!”
“Damn it, I want one so badly!”
Gradually, Chu Huaixu realized—
He was also becoming obsessed with the Sword Dao!
Because he had nothing else to do.
Every day was empty.
The only thing he could do was practice swordsmanship.
He began comparing differences between sword techniques.
Analyzing the creators’ intentions.
Exploring the interesting aspects of each technique.
This had become his only form of entertainment.
Another year passed within the Sword Pavilion.
The Daoist had already finished all Mystic-rank, Low and Mid-grade techniques.
Of the 150 Mystic-rank, High-grade techniques, he had already studied a portion.
During this process, Chu Huaixu’s 【Fearless Sword Intent】 finally reached Great Perfection.
And after reaching Great Perfection, a new progress bar appeared.
“Once this fills, I can attempt to condense my own Sword Heart.”
His gaze drifted toward the window.
For a long time now, he had begun to miss the Big Ice Block, Little Xu, even Old Niu, and the Dao Gate.
Strangely, he didn’t really miss anything from Earth.
“So… without realizing it, I’ve already started treating this place as home?” Even he found it unexpected.
“I wonder how the Big Ice Block is doing.”
“Heh, woman—she’s probably missing me so much she’s going crazy!”
He entertained himself with such thoughts.
Now, he was learning Mystic-rank, High-grade sword techniques.
He also began selecting his favorites.
So far, the one he liked most was called 【Heavenly Motion Sword】, derived from the phrase “Heaven moves with vigor.”
Through this, he gradually developed his own understanding of the Sword Dao.
This further strengthened his “man as sword” presence.
As “time” passed, the Daoist finally took down the last jade slip from the shelf.
Chu Huaixu noticed he paused briefly, then his shoulders relaxed as he let out a long breath.
After comprehending it to Minor Mastery, Chu Huaixu followed along.
Once he reached Beginner, his Sword Heart condensation progress reached 61%.
Clearly, Mystic-rank, High-grade techniques provided much greater progress than Mid-grade ones.
The scene did not shatter.
The Daoist returned the jade slip, picked up the sword scabbard, and walked downstairs step by step.
Outside the Sword Pavilion, the Sword Sovereign had already arrived and was waiting at the entrance.
Clearly, he had been monitoring everything inside.
He had likely been wondering when the Daoist would come out.
And now, finally—
“I didn’t expect Dao Friend to truly read through all three thousand scrolls of the Sword Dao in one go.”
“I am in awe.”
The Sword Sovereign cupped his hands and bowed sincerely.
Though not a Sword Cultivator, his dedication and perseverance toward the sword surpassed even the Sword Sovereign himself.
What he didn’t know was—
A bored young man stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Daoist, calmly accepting the bow as well.
At the same time, that young man viciously reached out—
And tightly grabbed the black bead on the sword scabbard.