Chapter 569
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Chapter 569: Divine Sword Valley!
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Su Yi spent his days at the back mountain of the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, diligently practicing the Foundations of Swordsmanship with his broken sword.
By now, five days had passed, and Su Yi’s injuries had completely healed, with no lingering effects.
In the early morning, as the mountains came to life, the morning clouds drifted up from behind the peaks, while the sunlight bathed the countless mountains.
“Huff…”
Su Yi paused his steady breathing, folding his hands behind him, and let out a long exhale through his throat. A powerful surge of energy erupted from his core, sending sand and pebbles into the air as his robes fluttered in the breeze.
His eyes, which had been tightly shut, opened to reveal a brief gleam of red light. The light flickered like a bolt of lightning before disappearing, leaving his gaze calm and profound once more.
Su Yi looked at the rising sun, his eyes filled with eager anticipation. “Today is the day,” he murmured softly to himself.
After a short while, a demon beast descended on the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak.
Only Situ Muyang dared to ride a demon beast and come directly to this place.
“Boss Su Yi, it’s time for us to leave,” Situ Muyang said with a look of excitement in his eyes.
With a burst of strength, Su Yi leaped onto the demon beast’s back and asked, “Where are we headed?”
“To the Divine Sword Valley, where the greatest rewards await,” Situ Muyang responded, his voice brimming with enthusiasm.
It was then that Su Yi learned about the so-called greatest rewards of the Divine Sword School.
“The Divine Sword School has stood tall in the Central Region for a long time. It is said that our ancestor, the founder of the Divine Sword School, traveled the continent with only a sword and eventually founded the school.”
“Later, the founder disappeared without a trace. Some believe he ascended to immortality, but his treasured sword remained in the Divine Sword Valley, alongside a set of rules. It was decreed that any Elder or high-ranking member of the school nearing the end of their life should go to the Divine Sword Valley and pass away peacefully. As a result, the great practitioners of the Divine Sword School have gone to the Divine Sword Valley at the end of their lives for generations.”
From Situ Muyang’s explanation, Su Yi now understood everything.
The Divine Sword Valley is the burial ground for the school’s past powerful members and their treasured swords.
It is also a forbidden zone within the Divine Sword School.
The valley opens every once in a while.
This time, it coincides with the Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
It is said that each time the Divine Sword Valley opens, the Divine Sword School selects a disciple to enter, in hopes that they will be able to obtain the treasured swords left behind by the founder.
Rumors suggest that the founder’s inheritance is contained within these swords. Whoever obtains one will not only wield a divine sword, but will also inherit the teachings of the founder, gaining immense power.
“Wow, so all these benefits come from what the founder left behind!”
Su Yi’s heart raced with excitement. He could only imagine how extraordinary the founder of the Divine Sword School must have been, to create a school that still thrived after so many years. His skills were unmatched. If Su Yi could acquire his teachings, he might one day become a renowned swordsman, traveling the continent.
“In recent years, whenever people from the Divine Sword School have entered the Divine Sword Valley, they sought to claim the founder’s treasures, but no one has succeeded. At most, they’ve been able to find relics left behind by other powerful members.”
Situ Muyang continued, clearly well-versed in the matter.
“Is there something special about the Divine Sword Valley?”
Su Yi asked, puzzled. If the Divine Sword School had so many strong members now, why hadn’t anyone been able to obtain the founder’s inheritance? It didn’t quite make sense.
Situ Muyang smiled knowingly and said, “The Divine Sword Valley is incredibly mysterious. Once you enter, you cannot leave. It devours everything and is a forbidden place. Only experts whose lifespan is almost over dare to enter. And only when there is activity within the valley can anyone enter. During these brief periods, it’s relatively safe, but this safety only applies to those below the Yuan True Realm. The higher your cultivation level, the more dangerous it becomes.”
“That’s strange…”
Su Yi raised an eyebrow. No wonder the founder’s incredible rewards remained undiscovered by the most powerful members of the school for so long. It seemed that the Divine Sword Valley was a place of great mystery.
In simple terms, the Divine Sword Valley is not a place anyone can visit at will. It only becomes relatively safe at certain times, and this safety applies only to those with cultivation below the Yuan True Realm.
The higher the cultivation level of those who enter, the more dangerous it becomes.
“Every time the Divine Sword Valley opens, one disciple is selected. However, there are rumors that this time, due to great commotion, eighteen disciples will be chosen. As for who will gain the greatest benefits, that will depend on their luck and fate. Or perhaps, as usual, no one will obtain anything at all.”
Situ Muyang spoke eagerly, knowing that there were no guarantees of success, but understanding that he would have to rely on his luck and timing.
“Eighteen? Damn it…”
Su Yi’s eyes widened. He had been told that winning the Grand Swordsmanship Competition would bring incomparable rewards. But now it seemed that even if he won, there was no guarantee he would obtain those incredible rewards.
What bothered him most was that the opportunity that had once been his alone now seemed to be shared with eighteen others.
“I’ve been tricked by that old fox…”
Su Yi pouted secretly, realizing that Sect Leader Situ Liuyun had likely planned for eighteen disciples to enter the Divine Sword Valley together from the start. Meanwhile, he had managed to claim a significant portion of Su Yi’s precious Dark Spirit Fruits.
But as Su Yi thought about the Xuanyuan Soaring Dragon Pill in his possession, he couldn’t help but feel helpless.
“We’ve arrived.”
Situ Muyang announced, interrupting Su Yi’s thoughts.
Looking down from his demon beast, Su Yi saw a vast valley below.
Surrounded by mountains, the morning sun hung high in the sky, casting patches of colorful light across the landscape.
The quiet valley, once desolate and cold as if abandoned, now seemed to be alive, with many demon beasts and figures scattered below.
Hovering above the valley, Su Yi felt an inexplicable aura that caused his heart to tremble.
Then, as quickly as it came, the aura vanished, as if it had never existed.
Looking up, several figures below gazed at him with eyes that flashed like lightning.
Among them, Su Yi recognized many familiar faces: Mu Yao, Ying Qianqian, Gong Qi, Yun Lingfeng, Liu Yunchuan, Ouluo, Gu Chenyou, Nan Liran, Jiang Xiwen, Qin Fang, Zhang Diyun, and even Ouyang Ran, Xia Changqing, and Yue Shanhe.
Su Yi and Situ Muyang landed their demon beasts. As they scanned the surroundings, they saw Situ Liuyun, the sect leader, Bai Mingshan, Elder Yu Changqing, and several other elders. But two figures stood out to Su Yi.
One was Jian Shiyi, clad in a black robe, and the other was a young man in a refined brocade gown who exuded an impressive aura.
“That’s Si Xiuyuan,” Situ Muyang whispered to Su Yi with a chuckle. “He’s highly ranked in the Sword Tower and is also an alchemist. But when he came out of the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, he didn’t have enough Sword-patterned Stones, hahaha…”
Situ Muyang couldn’t help but laugh, aware that Si Xiuyuan hadn’t made it into the top sixty-eight due to his lack of Sword-patterned Stones.
