[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity":3,"chapter-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Name That Echoes Through Eternity",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2282555,4466,"Chapter 6: The Three Sacred Sites","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>Moreover, as his sword Dao improved, Li Hao’s mastery of the “Sea Without Shore: Tides” advanced from (Perfect) to (Supreme)! The rich memories of sword techniques made him feel as if he had wielded a sword for decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tide Sword Art, once perfected to its peak, now revealed flaws in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were flaws inherent to the technique itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, the limitations inherent to this particular sword move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, no sword technique can cover every possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a perfectly crafted staff—capable of slashing and smashing—but unable to cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, through his own insights into the Dao of the Sword, Li Hao had compensated for that one missing element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao recalled the military sword instructor who had taught Li Ganfeng—how the man had said that beyond the three traditional levels, there existed a fourth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Li Hao had reached that fourth level: Supreme!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his sword Dao had improved and the Tide Sword Art had reached Supreme, Li Hao had never once practiced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only refined it to its utmost in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Li Hao felt that if he held a sword in hand, he could unleash it exactly as he envisioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how much strain it would impose on his body, he could not predict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His current child’s body was far too fragile—even if he one day reached adulthood, an ordinary physique would likely be unable to bear the weight of that dazzling sword technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed an exceptionally strong body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter how refined a sword technique, if you cannot wield it, it is merely moonlight reflected in water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps I should find a body-refining scripture—wonder if it can be recorded…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Li family’s martial arts manuals were countless and comprehensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All were stored in the Listening Rain Tower within the Divine General’s Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Qingzhou City, there were three world-renowned sacred sites, coveted by countless martial cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the Black-and-White Hall of Tan Gong Academy; another, the Hundred Sparrows Garden of Yanzhi Pavilion; the third, the Listening Rain Tower of the Divine General’s Li family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao planned to find an opportunity to visit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before that, the rare blood prepared for him by the mansion had been fully blended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This year, like Bian Ruxue, he would undergo blood fusion at the same age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rare blood used for fusion remained the finest quality—crafted from the bones of a thousand-year-old demon beast, a sixth-tier supreme elixir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, rumors said that Xing Wu Hou, his so-called father, far away on the Yanbei frontline, had personally slain a three-thousand-year-old demon beast and transported its remains back to the Divine General’s Mansion, elevating the fusion elixir to its ultimate tier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A three-thousand-year-old demon beast—its lifespan nearly rivaled that of the Great Yu Dynasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao, in awe, gained a faint sense of his father’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Lin Haixia’s aid, the blood fusion began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson, fragrant fluid coated Li Hao’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao’s heart trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, familiar characters flickered before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{Detecting unknown substance… Beginning analysis…} {Analysis failed. Automatically isolated.} “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao was utterly speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, he felt a pang of sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was something that man had risked his life to prepare for him—and now it was wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Haixia was equally heartbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw Li Hao’s body show no abnormal reaction, his frame trembled slightly, appearing even more agitated than Li Hao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet everything seemed to follow a pattern; having failed once during Foundation Establishment, he did not lose composure again—only closed his eyes briefly, suppressing his disappointment and grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Lin, did it fail?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Haixia opened his eyes slightly, his gaze weary. He looked at Li Hao’s small face and silently smiled bitterly—this child had been reborn into the Divine General’s Mansion, a golden cradle, yet none of the mansion’s countless top-tier martial resources could be enjoyed by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this fate good or bad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle Lin, can this rare blood still be used for that little girl?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Haixia nodded slightly. Now that the child had no such fortune, it could only go to the little girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wonderful!” Seeing no waste, Li Hao smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Haixia also offered a faint smile. “Young Master, let me scrape it off. You rest now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile was forced; his eyes carried sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao nodded, saying nothing further. …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>News of Li Hao’s failed blood fusion quickly reached the ears of the various ladies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Shuifhua Courtyard, Liu Yuerong heard her maid’s whispered report, raised her brow slightly, yet showed no joy—only a faint shake of her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had secretly visited Wuliang Mountain and confirmed with that person—the pill had no such side effect. Meaning, this child was born with a naturally defective body, merely fortunate to be reborn into the Li family, into Ji Qingqing’s womb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she known this, she wouldn’t have needed the pill at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A defective body—what good would divine blood do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would only make her own son, Qianfeng, shine all the brighter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, when both were third-generation Li heirs, both bearing divine blood, one a waste, the other a true dragon among men—everyone knew how the old matriarch would choose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Li Hao’s failed fusion, the little girl’s fusion was exceptionally successful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absorbing the rare blood meant for Li Hao, Bian Ruxue’s martial aptitude improved further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the coming days, she only needed gentle nourishment until her five-year bone measurement, when the results would become clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Li Hao was glad for the little girl—but he now faced his own trouble: his chess games no longer granted him chess Dao experience. He had to find servants to play with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the maids dared not defy the young master’s usual commands, they hesitated and refused to play chess with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These servants knew Li Hao had failed blood fusion—he had no martial talent—and now he wanted to play chess…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they knew the young master had played on the chessboard since infancy, seemingly born with chess talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in a martial household, such talent meant nothing…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was even considered a distraction, a waste of time! If the senior ladies learned they were indulging Li Hao in such “unproductive” pursuits, they might vent their fury over his inability to cultivate on them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These servants in the Divine General’s Mansion were sharp—they dared not invite such misfortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, forced, Li Hao turned to Lin Haixia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon learning Li Hao wanted him to play chess, Lin Haixia was speechless—he understood nothing of such things, and found the young master’s cheerful ignorance somewhat exasperating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he did not refuse outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps… this final year before bone measurement is the child’s last moment of joy…” Lin Haixia thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He agreed to Li Hao—after handling Bian Ruxue’s situation, he would play chess with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From then on, the courtyard often showed this scene: two figures, one large, one small, playing chess beneath a pavilion, with a little girl standing on tiptoe beside them, watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And frequently, the child hunched over the board would cry out: “That’s wrong! You must play on the intersections, not inside the squares!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not cheating—that’s capturing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s already surrounded! You can’t play there anymore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re so slow—I told you three times already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After one game, Li Hao was utterly exhausted—and gained only one experience point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was far more tiring than playing himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his opponent broke the rules, the game was void—so he had to teach the rules as they played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Haixia had thought he was merely amusing a child, but now faced so many rigid rules—he could barely keep his composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After playing for several days, Lin Haixia vanished. Li Hao stamped his tiny foot in frustration, and with no other choice, headed for the Listening Rain Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Listening Rain Tower stood on the northern edge of the Divine General’s Mansion, built against the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mansion’s grounds were vast—carriages could even be driven within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond the ladies’ courtyards, it featured peaks, lakes, and gardens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weathered by time, the Listening Rain Tower appeared merely an old, unremarkable building halfway up the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet countless eyes across the world longed to glimpse its true form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none dared trespass beyond its golden walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by Zhao Boyi, the old steward of Shanhe Courtyard, Li Hao arrived before the tower. Zhao Boyi set him down and pleaded earnestly: “Young Master, this is a sacred Li family site—even the ladies of the various courtyards must seek permission from the senior lady. Let’s return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from direct second-generation Li family members, only two ladies could enter the Listening Rain Tower freely—one being the senior lady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you send someone to notify her? I’m just coming to look—surely that’s fine?” Li Hao said, hands behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Boyi was used to the young master’s old-fashioned mannerisms—he didn’t know who he’d learned it from, but sighed: “But we haven’t received a reply yet. The senior lady may not approve. Though you have the right to enter, you’re still too young…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So what if I’m young? Are you looking down on me?” Li Hao’s face hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I would never dare, Young Master!” Zhao Boyi hurriedly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Hao found it boring, quietly studying the tower before him—an ancient seven-story building. It was said that after Li Ganfeng’s bone measurement revealed his ninth-rank martial body, that woman had immediately petitioned the senior lady to seek a martial scripture for her son—and chose the “Sea Without Shore” stored atop the tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Sea Without Shore” had four forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each was extremely difficult; rumor said only the third uncle had mastered the final form, nearly cleaving half of Jingzhou with a single sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Chapter ends)\u003C\u002Fp>",1624,"2026-06-20T02:15:40.176Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bc6a1ed6c0cb342604f262ef3c23d6f5ce8b30a4ab758f752a43b0777f3f1053","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-7","the-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-chapter-5",929,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-name-that-echoes-through-eternity-cover.jpg"]