Chapter 207

Thus, Qin Wang hurriedly looked toward the National Preceptor and asked anxiously, "Has the National Preceptor divined exactly where this Sacred Weapon has appeared in the world?"

The National Preceptor shook his head: "Obscure and unclear, the heavenly mechanisms are muddled — even I cannot know."

Hearing this, Qin Wang was instantly filled with disappointment.

Immediately after, he turned to look at the officials below and said in a deep voice, "A Sacred Weapon has appeared within the territory of my Great Qin Dynasty — this is a supreme opportunity! None of you may let it leak. Whoever leaks it, this King will surely have his Manmen exterminated!"

"Yes!"

Everyone present was so frightened their hearts tightened; understanding the gravity of the matter, they immediately echoed their assent.

Seeing the officials' reaction, Qin Wang could only sigh helplessly.

Had he known earlier it was a Sacred Weapon's emergence, why would he have had the National Preceptor divine it before everyone, causing this news to be known by all?

Then, he understood that this news was destined not to be hidden for long.

He feared that once tonight passed, someone would leak this news to the nearby dynasties.

Thinking of this, Qin Wang immediately looked at the crowd and issued an order: "The matter of the Sacred Weapon must not fail. All of you must quickly investigate the thirty-six prefectures and search for the Sacred Weapon's whereabouts!"

"Understood!"

Cangwu Mountain, the clan's great hall.

At this moment, Jiang Daoxuan did not know what a sensation the King-Ruling Sword before him had caused.

He simply silently stretched out his hand and gripped the sword hilt.

Feeling the tremendous power transmitted from his palm, Jiang Daoxuan rejoiced once more.

The might of the Human King Sword far surpassed the Chengying Sword he had once used.

However, because its grade was too high, and coupled with his own cultivation base being far too low, if he drove it at full power the consumption would be enormous — it could only be used as a trump card.

Therefore, on ordinary days, he could only rely on its inherent sharpness to face the enemy.

If he met a strong foe, he could unleash all the Sacred Weapon's inherent might, erupting with shocking slaughter and the power of the King-Ruling Law!

Thoughts swirling, Jiang Daoxuan gradually calmed down.

Then, after putting the Human King Sword into the Purple Mansion space.

He immediately took out the Divine Liquid and began to activate the Pure Yang Infinite Art, plunging himself once more into a state of cultivation!

As things stood, his most important goal was to break through to the Moon Wheel realm as soon as possible, then switch to cultivating the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Art!

Meanwhile.

Elsewhere.

Shanhai Prefecture, somewhere in the mountain range.

Jiang Daoyun was covered in wounds, holding a long saber, with corpses lying in a striking sight at his feet.

At this moment, he paid no heed to the injuries on his body.

His face showed only boundless joy.

Only because in his left palm, he was tightly gripping a spiritual grass that was entirely emerald green.

"Qingxuan Grass — I've finally found it. Now my Yan'er can finally be saved..."

Jiang Daoyun was overjoyed.

Recalling the experiences of these past days.

First, he had ceaselessly searched for traces of the Qingxuan Grass, and just when he finally found it, he happened to run into this group of people.

The two sides had fought fiercely over this stalk of Qingxuan Grass.

In the end, relying on his formidable cultivation base, he had narrowly survived, while those who had fought him for it were all buried here!

This was the cruelty of the world — most opportunities required struggling against heaven and against men.

If one did not struggle, one could only sink into mediocrity, spending all day fantasizing about opportunities falling from the sky, causing one's cultivation base to stagnate!

Jiang Daoyun sighed, then turned his head to look at Jiang Yi and Jiang Hao behind him.

Under his protection, the two had fortunately not suffered any harm.

At the same time, there was no trace of fear on their faces.

The grueling experiences of these years, the numerous narrow escapes from death, had long since made their hearts as solid as rock, incomparably resilient!

At this moment, seeing Jiang Daoyun looking over, Jiang Hao supported Jiang Yi and said in a childish voice, "Uncle Yun, are we going home next?"

Jiang Daoyun slowly sheathed the long saber in his hand, raised his head, and gazed into the distance.

"Go home? Yes, now it's finally time to go home..."

"I wonder how home has changed after all these years? Father and Yan'er..."

Jiang Daoyun murmured.

For the sake of his son, he had ignored all dissuasion, resolutely resigned from the position of Family Head, and left the clan.

And this departure had lasted several years, and he already owed much to the clan that had raised him.

Now that he had finally attained a cultivation base of the Primordial Sea realm, it was time to return home in glory and repay the clan.

Jiang Daoyun's face showed reminiscence.

Jiang Hao, however, showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

When he had stayed in Xuancheng, he had been very young, and after being away for so many years, his memories had already grown somewhat vague.

So before fully deciding to return to Xuancheng, his heart was still full of anticipation.

But after deciding, he could not help but fall into confusion, anxiety, and a certain homesick timidity.

At this time, unlike Jiang Hao's expression.

The older Jiang Yi was much more resolute.

Though his eyes could not see, he seemed as if he could see the scene of home.

Those familiar playmates and elders one by one, the old locust tree in the courtyard, the fallen leaves piled on the ground.

The cheerful laughter and voices of the past seemed to ring once more in his ears.

An unconscious, faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

All of this was the most precious, beautiful memory in his heart!

Hometown — what a distant word. At last, he was finally going back.

Three days later.

Cangwu Mountain, a certain room.

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, fully concentrating on comprehending the sword manual before him.

After three days of comprehension, coupled with his own outstanding sword Dao aptitude.

At this moment, the sword Dao realm, which had originally been at the peak of the Sword Essence realm, finally underwent a transformation!

An invisible, formless sharpness swept through the surroundings.

The true meaning of the sword Dao had been formed!

Seeing that he had grasped the entry-level sword intent so smoothly, Jiang Chen clenched his fists, overjoyed.

"The sword manual bestowed by the Clan Chief actually possesses such an inconceivable, miraculous effect…"

Although he knew the sword manual could help him condense sword intent.

He had never imagined the progress would be this fast!

By his original thinking, if he could use the sword manual to comprehend sword intent within several months, it would already count as an extremely exaggerated speed!

But reality had brought him an incomparably huge surprise.

In just three days, it had let him successfully cross the threshold between the Sword Essence realm and the Sword Intent realm — such progress was truly a bit outrageous!

However, the things that made Jiang Chen feel delighted were far from over!

The next moment.

A faint golden halo suddenly radiated from the surface of his body.

The power within his body then surged, and his mighty qi and blood force began to multiply explosively!

"This is?"

Jiang Chen's face showed shock as he looked down at his hands in disbelief.

That ceaseless, immense power flowed through his limbs and bones.

It even dyed the entire Origin Sea golden!

A golden Origin Sea!