Chapter 460: Learning the Nine Swords of Dugu

Senior Xiang Wuhui’s brief sentence was like a sudden enlightenment, completely awakening Su Ming.

“Senior, I understand.”

“Thank you.”

Su Ming cupped his hands, expressing his heartfelt gratitude.

He had been taught the Heart Sword and had the seal on the Nine Swords of Dugu cleared for him.

Although Xiang Wuhui said he had not yet taken him as a disciple,

at this moment, in Su Ming’s heart, he was already equivalent to his Master.

Xiang Wuhui held his wine gourd upside down and shook it.

“Tsk.”

“Hey, why is there no wine left?” He then feigned annoyance and patted his head.

As he spoke, he cast a glance at Su Ming from the corner of his eye.

The meaning was obvious.

“Apologies, Senior Xiang, this junior did not bring wine up the mountain,” Su Ming said with a slight curl of his lips.

Upon hearing this, Xiang Wuhui was extremely disappointed, his old face darkening.

“Forget it, forget it, perhaps it is fate,” he sighed, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

“When the time comes, I shall just meet my end with the demon race while sober…”

But the next moment, he saw with his own eyes that Su Ming had produced two jars of ancient wine.

These two jars of sealed aged wine likely had an extremely long history.

The fermented aroma of the wine instantly permeated the air through the paper seals.

“This junior indeed did not bring wine; I only brought good wine up the mountain,” Su Ming said with a faint smile, handing a jar to Xiang Wuhui.

Xiang Wuhui feigned anger and tapped Su Ming’s head with his wooden sword.

“You brat, you dare to tease me?”

However, soon enough, his nose was uncontrollably leaning toward the wine jar.

His anger also quickly dissipated.

“Hmph, not just wine, but good wine.”

“So arrogant, I must see what kind of fine brew this is.”

He gave a cold laugh and used sword Qi to shatter the paper seal on the jar.

In an instant, the rich aroma of wine, brewed for hundreds of years, exploded outward, filling half of the martial arts arena.

The old Sword Venerable’s gaze suddenly went blank for a moment.

“This…” He stared fixedly at the jar in his hand, leaning in abruptly to take a deep breath of the wine’s fragrance.

“This, this…”

“This is top-grade Daughter’s Wine!?”

His eyes turned red, as if he were deeply moved.

Su Ming nodded.

“Brat, where did you get this!!” He looked at Su Ming abruptly and asked.

Hearing this, Su Ming’s expression shifted slightly.

Naturally, he could not say that he had sublimated ordinary Daughter’s Wine to create it.

“Cough, cough, I was lucky enough to find it in a secret realm,” Su Ming bluffed.

Since the old senior loved wine, all he could do was give him a jar of good wine to repay the favor of being taught the sword.

“Legend has it that in the entire human world, there is only one jar of this wine.”

Xiang Wuhui stared at the aged wine in his hand, his expression excited.

“When I was young, I traveled the human world for ten years just to find a taste of it, but I never succeeded!”

Hearing this, Su Ming was slightly startled.

So… the information about this wine, which mentioned a swordsman on Shushan who would pay any price to taste it, was referring to Senior Xiang Wuhui!

Xiang Wuhui’s eyes shone, and without a moment’s hesitation, he took a large gulp.

“Hahaha, good, refreshing!”

He felt hearty and satisfied, with a sense of intoxication surging into his heart.

In an instant, he felt that his sword technique realm had improved.

In Su Ming’s mind, several large characters appeared.

[Hidden dungeon plot condition met]

There was only this line, and nothing more.

He vaguely felt that the fate of this dungeon world had changed slightly…

If it weren’t for Su Ming, this task would certainly have been difficult for anyone else to achieve.

Because in this Shushan world, there was only one jar of this top-grade Daughter’s Wine.

Getting the wine was already difficult enough.

To happen to give it to Senior Xiang Wuhui was an even smaller probability.

“Senior, drink slowly; this junior has seven or eight more jars.”

Su Ming simply took out all the wine!

Seeing the ground full of top-grade Daughter’s Wine, Xiang Wuhui was struck as if by lightning!

“You…”

“You… you you…”

Xiang Wuhui wanted to say something more, but he was far too busy.

He didn’t even have time to be shocked.

He held a jar in his left hand and a jar in his right, and even used spiritual energy to guide another jar to float over.

He channeled his spiritual energy to draw the wine into thin streams, pouring them into his mouth.

He drank with delight, drinking frantically!

The old Sword Venerable seemed as if he could never get drunk, drinking and dancing with his sword, laughing foolishly.

He even felt that the bottleneck in his sword path that had troubled him for years was beginning to loosen!

Su Ming sat cross-legged to the side and took out the Nine Swords of Dugu skill book, beginning to break the final seal.

Entering the illusion, the aged sword-wielding figure appeared once more.

Su Ming gripped his sword and engaged it in battle.

The terrifying sword flow transformed into a phoenix and dispersed, filling the heavens; the illusion was on the verge of collapsing.

Su Ming’s current strength was truly too terrifying.

He was already able to activate sword-controlling skills in this illusion without any loss, because he had reached the Heart Sword realm.

Finally, he reached the last second.

The black sword shadow, expressionless, unleashed the final, lethal strike!

Its posture was elusive, leaning back and standing horizontally, its body fully extended as it delivered a straight sword strike through the air.

The sword move had no surrounding sword Qi, yet it was faster than the eye could follow!

Su Ming took a deep breath, feeling incredibly tense.

Success or failure rested on this one move!

He stood motionless, condensing the Taiji Sword Intent from the Taiji Expansion Heart Art, which swirled around his blade!

But this time, the Taiji Sword Intent was not for defense or parrying, but for pure offense!

Su Ming moved forward without hesitation, delivering his own sword strike!

Puchi!

In the blink of an eye.

The black shadow’s blade pierced Su Ming’s chest.

But Su Ming’s blade also pierced through its head.

A mutual defeat!

The afterimage smiled faintly, let out an aged sigh, and finally dissipated from the world.

“Hahaha…”

“Good.”

The next instant, the illusion collapsed.

Su Ming regained his senses; the Nine Swords of Dugu skill book in his hand no longer had any seals.

He crushed it in his hand.

After many long years, he could finally learn this ancient top-grade cultivation art!

Suddenly, profound and mysterious sword technique essentials flooded into his mind.

Su Ming checked the skill’s information.

[Nine Swords of Dugu (Ancient Top-Grade)]