Chapter 166: Attending the Ceremony

  Third watch!

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  "Brother, have you successfully cultivated it?" Chen Hao exclaimed in surprise. In fact, after witnessing his brother Chen Yu's sword movement earlier, he already knew that his brother had successfully cultivated the Wan Cang Sword Classic, but this sudden realization was too astonishing, making him momentarily unable to believe it.

  Indeed, the "Wan Cang Jian Dian" is the most widely spread and also the most difficult to cultivate sword technique in the world. For thousands of years, there have been few who have heard of successfully cultivating it, even among the top swordsmanship sects like Yunjian Sect, no one has succeeded in cultivating it. Chen Xiao Ke sat for five years and actually managed to cultivate it successfully, which is indeed an unbelievable thing.

  "It can only be said that there is a small achievement, but it is still far from being fully mastered." Chen Xiao sighed, he has now grasped all the changes of the eight major sword moves in the "Wan Cang Jian Dian", but they are just the most basic things. Calculating carefully, it can only be considered as having just caught a glimpse of the doorway, and it is still very far from being fully accomplished.

  Because these "Qian Sword Way", "Kun Sword Way", "Kan Sword Way", "Dui Sword Way", "Xun Sword Way", "Li Sword Way", "Zhen Sword Way" and "Gen Sword Way" are not isolated from each other, but rather have connections between them. In other words, these eight major sword styles are just the foundation, what Chen Xuan is going to do next is to merge these eight major sword styles together, thereby producing even more powerful sword styles.

  For example, the "Gen Sword Path" representing mountains and the "Dui Sword Path" representing marshes merge to form the "Gen Dui" Sword Path, where mountains and marshes coexist, one ruler and one minister, one even and one odd, with a power that at least doubles when used alone.

  Like the "Xun Jian Dao" representing wind and the "Li Jian Dao" representing fire, the formed "Xun Li Jian Dao" mutually blend together, with the wind assisting the fire's momentum, and the fire in turn helping to lengthen the wind's momentum, with ingenious uses being endless.

  In short, these eight sword moves merge with each other to produce new sword paths. The more they merge, the more changes there are, circulating and evolving endlessly.

  However, wanting to merge these eight sword paths, layer by layer, and deduce them with Chen Xiao's current divine soul power is still not possible. For example, "Qian Sword Path" and "Kun Sword Path", one is heaven and the other is earth, completely opposite; like "Kan Sword Path" and "Li Sword Path", one is water and the other is fire, water and fire are incompatible, each going to extremes, how easy is it to merge them?

  "It's already so formidable with just a little accomplishment, if it's thoroughly mastered, then what?" Chen Hao exclaimed in surprise.

  "How about you? Do you want to cultivate it too?" Chen Xiao asked with a smile.

  "Jian Dao emphasizes focus and unity, my Hao Ran Jian Dao has just begun to take shape, when it reaches its peak, it won't be inferior to Wan Cang Jian. I don't want to be distracted, that's a taboo in cultivation."

  Chen Xiao didn't force it either. After all, his understanding of the Wan Zang Sword Classic was only a glimpse into its doorway, so how could he guide his younger brother in cultivation?

  "Little brother, have you finally found your way back?" Just then, Bei Heng rode the Xuanguang and broke through the air to arrive, seeing Chen Yao standing proudly at the edge of the cliff from afar, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  Chen Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly. His brother said so, and Bei Heng also said so. Did everyone think he would end up defeated?

  "Northern Heavens' Master Ancestor, my brother has successfully cultivated!" Chen Hao shouted from the side.

  "Did it succeed?" Beiheng was stunned for a moment and almost tumbled down from the cloud head.

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  On this day, Chen Chi, who had been sitting in meditation for five years, spread the news that he had successfully cultivated the Wan Cang Sword Classic throughout the Liuyun Sword Sect. For a moment, everyone was stunned and speechless, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

  But no matter what, this message came from the Supreme Elder, who would dare to question it? Moreover, with his identity, he wouldn't deceive his own disciples.

  The summit of Kexin Peak suddenly became lively, with guests coming and going constantly, all rushing to congratulate Chen Quan. Even Du Qingxi, Duanmu Ze, and Song Lin heard the news and hurried over together, as if they wanted to verify the authenticity with their own eyes.

  It wasn't until several days had passed that the commotion gradually subsided and life on Kexin Peak returned to normal.

  In a lush green forest, Chen Tang and his younger brother Chen Huan were drinking tea. Whenever Chen Huan had some free time from his cultivation, he would come to chat with his older brother Chen Tang, exchange ideas on their skills and share their experiences.

  "Brother, Ling Kongzi Shixiong asked me to tell you that in a few months, it will be the day when my Liuyun Sword Sect recruits new disciples again. He wants you to attend as well." Chen Hao put down his teacup and said.

  "Attend the ceremony? My identity seems a bit inappropriate, doesn't it?" Chen Tai was taken aback. He knew that when the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect recruited new disciples, many elders would be present. Firstly, to test the qualifications and abilities of the new disciples, and secondly, to take advantage of the opportunity to select from among the new disciples those who were pleasing to them. After all, every time they recruited new disciples, they could encounter some astonishing talents. If they could recruit such a person as their own disciple, it would also bring honor to their master's face.

  "What's wrong with that? Just consider it a distraction. Besides, this is something that Ling Kongzi Shixiong has entrusted to me personally, so I don't dare refuse." Chen Hao said.

  Chen Xiao nodded, indeed it was so. In the past five years, he had received a lot of care from Liuyun Jianzong. Ling Kongzi was also the leader of the sect, and on both emotional and rational grounds, he couldn't refuse.

  "There's one more thing, brother. I want to return to Songyancheng and rebuild our Chen clan!" Chen Hao said again, seeming to have made a huge decision. After finishing speaking, his eyes stared tightly at Chen Tang, as if afraid that Chen Tang would refuse.

  "It's impossible. With your current low cultivation level and being alone, you don't have the money or the people to rebuild the family." Chen Tai shook his head without hesitation.

  "Brother, in the five years you've been sitting at the mountain peak, I've already advanced to the Yellow Court realm!" Chen Hao said loudly: "With my current cultivation, I can sweep through all the major forces in Songyancheng. Who dares to stop me? Moreover, with Master's support behind me, whoever wants to move against me will have to consider the consequences of offending Master."

  What Chen Hao said was true. Compared to Longyuan City, Songyan City, located on one side of the Nanman mountain range, was simply a tiny place, a remote and impoverished area. Among various forces, the highest cultivation base was only at the Purple Mansion Realm. With Chen Hao's cultivation base, it was indeed enough for him to establish his own sect in Songyan City.

  Moreover, Chen Hao has a master who has cultivated to the realm of Ming Hua behind him, and is also the junior brother of the head of the Liuyun Sword Sect. This force is so strong that it can crush all the major forces in Songyan City without any problem.

  "But...do you have money?" Chen Xiao hesitated.

  "Brother, have you forgotten? Five years ago when the Star Luo Palace was destroyed, Master Shifu had amassed a mountain of treasures. After taking stock, he gave me 40% of them. You don't need to worry about resources at all." Chen Huan replied fluently, as if he had considered every possible scenario.

  "It's not possible." Chen Ting shook her head and said, "Rebuilding the family is not as simple as you think. It involves issues such as passing down the ancestral incense and recompiling the genealogy. You're still single and haven't even started a family of your own, so you can't even pass the test of passing down the ancestral incense."

  When it comes to getting married, Chen Huan's face suddenly turned red, and he said awkwardly: "That... brother, to be honest, I and Fei Lengcui sister are compatible, planning to get married on the day of establishing the family."

  Pfft!

  Chen Yao spat out a mouthful of tea and hastily put down the teacup, staring at his younger brother Chen Hao in astonishment as if he were some kind of freak.

  Chen Hao was looked at with some intolerance, puffed out his chest and said: "Brother, I'm 20 this year, when Dad and Mom got married, they were only 16 years old!"

  Twenty already...

  At that moment, Chen Xiao suddenly felt a sense of detachment from the world. Ah, his younger brother was no longer the little kid who needed his protection; he had grown up and had his own thoughts, plans, and ideas. Like an eagle spreading its wings to soar in the vast sky, he needed to ride the wind and clouds, to fly freely, rather than staying in a warm nest, being protected by others.

  "Brother, you've already taken on too much pressure for me. I'm all grown up now, let me take some responsibility too." Chen Hao said firmly: "I've already heard from Master Bei Heng that you're going to participate in the Group Star Conference. These things will be handled by me, and you just focus on cultivating, strive to get into the top ten, enter the Taigu Battlefield, and ultimately go to the Xuanhuan Domain to gather information about your parents from White Aunt. Compared to you, my pressure is even greater. What I can do is rebuild our family and eliminate your worries."

  Chen Xiao patted his brother's shoulder, without saying a word.

  Chen Hao understood that his brother had tacitly agreed to let him help. His heart was filled with excitement, for the first time in twenty years, he could finally assist his brother...

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  The next morning, Chen Hao left early, and Fei Lengcui also left with him. This beautiful girl in a white dress, with eyebrows and eyes like a painting, was indeed as Chen Hao said, already emotionally compatible with him, and would soon become husband and wife after the reconstruction of the Chen family.

  Feilong's departure made Lingkongzi reluctant for a while, after all, this is the leader of the young generation of Liuyun Sword Sect, with excellent qualifications, cultivation, and enlightenment, but now he was taken away by Chenhuan to settle in Songyancheng, a remote and poor city. As the master of Liuyun Sword Sect, how could Lingkongzi bear it? Not getting angry was already his limit.

  Chen Xiao didn't go see his brother off. He just stood on the precipice of Kaoxin Peak, gazing silently into the distance in the direction of Songyancheng.

  Time flies quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there are less than three days left before the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect officially opens its mountain gate to recruit new disciples.

  These days, every day there are a large number of young men and women under the protection of their families and guards, rushing to Liuyun Sword Sect, preparing for the test, yearning to leap over the dragon gate and rise to fame.

  Five years after swallowing the treasure left by Xingluo Palace, Liuyun Jianzong has become a top power in Longyuan and even the entire South Territory, standing alone at the top. With the presence of Beiheng, a powerful immortal cultivator, the recent announcement of opening the mountain gate to recruit disciples has immediately attracted the attention of the entire Southern Territory's cultivation world.

  Just staying on Kexin Peak, Chen Xuan still clearly felt that the entire Liuyun Sword Sect had become more lively than before, with disciples and elders flying back and forth, preparing for various tasks.

  "After attending the ceremony, it's time for me to leave..."