Chapter 452: Kamikawa Mitsu's Name on the Black Jade Stele

On the platform of the ninth peak.

The platform was not paved with jade, but was simply heaped from ordinary soil, yet it radiated a rich vitality; the density of spiritual energy and primal essence here was far higher than that of the blue-brick platform—more than ten times over.

One had to remember that the primal essence and spiritual energy of Xianshan's immortal realm were already far denser than the outside world, and on the ninth peak they were dense to the extreme.

Tianxie Sword Immortal and the others could not help lowering their heads to look at the earthen platform—the vitality came from the earthen platform itself, and had nothing to do with the ninth peak.

"This soil…"

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian could not help crouching down and touching the earthen platform.

It looked exactly like the legendary Wantu Soil.

Legend had it that Wantu Soil could grow all things under heaven; even a withered immortal tree placed upon it would regain its vitality.

What extravagance—to actually use Wantu Soil to make a platform. One really did not know which heaven-cursed fellow had done it.

Many well-versed immortals and demons recognized the material of the earthen platform, and wished they could dig away a chunk of it on the spot.

Wantu Soil could not only revive plants; it was said it could also bring the dead back to life. As long as a corpse was buried within it, there was a certain probability of resurrection.

"You still remember the gods of the Ancient Babylonian mythological heaven and earth, don't you."

Seeing that Gao Xiang Hong did not understand the efficacy of Wantu Soil, Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian did not answer but asked back instead.

"I know. The gods of Ancient Babylonian mythology all died; it was only under the nurturing of that deathly qi that their corpses were reborn with spiritual intelligence. I remember Master saying that the conditions for a corpse to be reborn with spiritual intelligence are very harsh—a special environment is required."

"For a corpse to be reborn with spiritual intelligence, the environment must be special, and the first key point of this specialness is that the corpse must not rot, must endure for all eternity. Wantu Soil possesses exactly this condition. One could say that Wantu Soil is the divine object most capable of causing corpses to be reborn with spiritual intelligence, with many and varied effects."

Gao Xiang Hong, Zhang Hao, and the other young beings present were astonished—Wantu Soil was actually this precious.

"Such a waste of heaven's gift." Zhang Hao gazed at the earthen platform made of Wantu Soil, his head aching so badly his teeth hurt.

At this moment.

The people who had reached the sixth peak in the first batch, as well as the dozen or so who had later struggled up to the sixth peak from the fifth, had all now arrived at the ninth peak.

It was not that they had climbed the ninth peak on their own; the vast majority had been brought up by Qingyun.

This time, more than two hundred people had reached the sixth peak, but very few reached the seventh, eighth, or ninth peaks—the further back one went, the fewer there were.

In the end, on the ninth peak, only one person had climbed up.

Tianxie Sword Immortal.

He was the only one who had reached the ninth peak.

"One hundred and seventy-one on the sixth peak, thirty-six on the seventh, eleven on the eighth, one on the ninth. Looks like this batch's recruitment results aren't bad—not inferior to our batch."

A male junior brother beside Qingyun did not conceal it.

"Amazing—Jie-gui made it to the eighth peak!" Kamikawa Chizuru was excited.

Never would they have expected that Jie-gui had actually reached the eighth peak; at first they had been worried that Jie-gui would be eliminated.

They did not know that the reason Jie-gui was able to reach the eighth peak was entirely due to Kamikawa Mitsu's assistance from the side, who had once helped improve Jie-gui's constitution.

In fact, if Chizuru, Matsuka Chisato, and the others whose constitutions had been personally improved by Kamikawa Mitsu were to climb now, they would all land on the eighth peak.

"Worthy of being the Sword Lord's inheritor, indeed."

Gao Xiang Hong, standing on the eighth peak, sighed with emotion.

"The people of the Initial Realm are truly monstrous—three of them actually reached the eighth peak. But that one on the ninth peak doesn't seem to be from the Initial Realm."

"Eleven people on the eighth peak, and three of them are from the Initial Realm. That ratio is too high; it's already enough to show how terrifying the people of the Initial Realm are."

"It's just a pity the ninth peak isn't someone from the Initial Realm. Looks like our myriad heavens and worlds also produce talents generation after generation."

"Haha, indeed."

After the earlier exchange on the blue-brick platform, the beings of the myriad heavens and worlds had already divided the world into two kinds of people: one kind, people of the Initial Realm; the other, people from other worlds.

Now, seeing that the ninth peak was occupied by someone from another world, they still felt it gave them face.

Yet at this moment Qingyun spoke. Her cool gaze fell upon the broken sword behind Tianxie Sword Immortal, and for the first time a hint of emotion stirred on her calm face:

"I misjudged. That sword on you—is it the Sword Lord's 'Sword'?"

Tianxie Sword Immortal did not conceal it and nodded.

"I once went to Hangu Pass, and was fortunate enough to receive the Sword Lord's favor and inherit his mantle."

Immediately after, under the questioning of those around, Gao Xiang Hong explained to them who the Sword Lord was.

His words were shocking enough to kill.

Everyone's expression changed, their hearts pounding wildly.

The mere mention of Hangu Pass was already enough to set people boiling; they had never imagined there would be even more explosive information.

"So it turns out… the one who reached the ninth peak is the inheritor chosen by a great figure of the Initial Realm."

The beings from other worlds who had previously felt they were gaining face now twitched at the corners of their mouths—they had rejoiced for nothing. This immortal-demon from another world who had reached the ninth peak was an inheritor chosen by a great figure of the Initial Realm, having received baptism; otherwise, with his aptitude, he could not have reached the ninth peak.

"By the way, what is that stele?"

Someone swept their gaze across the ninth peak's platform.

There were nine peaks in total. Apart from the differing elevations and platforms, each peak was basically similar, but only the ninth peak had one particular feature that set it apart from the others.

A black jade stele stood upon the ninth peak, right in front of the path from the ninth peak to the highest point of Xianshan.

After Zhang Hao and the others had finished examining the Wantu Soil, they subsequently also noticed this black jade stele.

"There are words carved on it."

"Dammit, my phone's zoom isn't enough—the shot is unclear."

"Haha, you bunch of losers—told you to buy a Fruit phone. Lucky me, I bought a Huawei—fifty-times zoom. Come, come, come, let me see the words on this stele."

In the town, someone proudly pointed at their own phone, while the others' faces were written all over with 'Damn! If only I'd bought a domestic phone too.'

The next moment.

The text on the black jade stele was displayed.

Row upon row were filled with names.

From top to bottom, the topmost row of names on the black jade stone was the largest in font and also the fewest in number; the further down, the smaller the characters and the greater the number of names.

"This looks like Hua Nation's ancient script."

In the town, a person from the First Realm who had read deeply in Hua Nation's ancient script had just spoken, when people from other realms hurriedly offered immortal pills and spiritual medicines, hoping the other party would tell them what the writing on the jade stele said.

Whatever could be inscribed on the Ninth Peak might well hold some great secret.

Elsewhere.

On the Ninth Peak, Zhang Hao and the others stepped forward and began reading from the largest characters at the very top.

In an instant.

Zhang Hao, Gao Xiang Hong, Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian Zun, and all those who knew Hua Nation's ancient script were stunned, exclaiming in unison:

"I'm not seeing things, am I? What am I seeing — that name is… Kamikawa Mitsu!!"

"Kamikawa Mitsu!! That name is Kamikawa Mitsu!!"

"I'm not dreaming, am I? That writing seems to mean Kamikawa Mitsu…"

Not a single person was unmoved.

No one had expected that the name Kamikawa Mitsu would actually appear on the black jade stele of the Jixia Academy.

Even if they did not know what it meant to have one's name inscribed on the black jade stele, they could basically be certain that any name inscribed on this black jade stele was absolutely no simple matter.

For no other reason than this: the stele stood on the Ninth Peak.

The Ninth Peak was the place of the Jixia Academy's final trial, and moreover the trial that revealed one's innate talent; the fact that the stele could stand here said everything.

And Kamikawa Mitsu's name was not only upon it, but at the very top.

"Wait!"

Jiuzhou Di Yi Xian Zun quickly spotted the clue — the very top of the black jade stele had only two names inscribed.

Two names?

This made him think of something a female disciple by Qingyun's side had said not long ago.

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