Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 229: The Dao Fruit Evolves into the Divine Sword Body, The Sword Bell Rings Three Times (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In terms of size, the lake was similar to the West Lake of Lin’an Prefecture, but the feeling the lake gave off was completely different!

If West Lake was said to be a peerless woman with fluttering rainbows, then the Sword Pool Lake… was a blood-stained swordsman wearing a bamboo hat and leaning on a cold edge!

Their styles were completely opposite.

The grassland spread all the way to the edge of the lake. Then, like a precipice, it suddenly cut open, revealing a circle of about ten meters of steep precipice that enveloped the Sword Pool Lake.

“That’s the Sword Pool Lake. There’s only one path to the Sword Pool Lake, and that’s the limestone path under our feet.”

“This is because this is a path that the Sword Pool Palace’s Sword Dao cultivators have walked step by step. If you walk towards the Sword Pool Lake from other directions, your flesh and blood will wither from the Sword Pool Lake’s sword intent. Your Primordial Spirit will collapse and you will completely become a cripple.”

“Unless you step into the ninth realm or the tenth realm, there’s no other choice.” Su Muzhe said.

Following this path all the way to the end, he saw an incomparably huge bell artifact that was completely stacked and welded by swords. It was quietly placed on a stone platform made of ancient stones. From afar, An Le did not see a bell, but a tomb.

Sword Bell, Sword Tomb!

An Le was in a daze. The cold wind that blew over with the cold water vapor of the Sword Pool Lake seemed to carry the whimpers of ghosts.

It was the soul of the sword buried in the Sword Tomb!

An Le’s footsteps became slower and slower, and he gradually stopped in place. He listened carefully, as if he wanted to hear the voices of these souls of the dead.

Zhao Huangting and Su Muzhe stopped in their tracks and looked over in confusion.

Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng were also very puzzled.

“What’s wrong?” Zhao Huangting frowned and asked.

An Le raised his head, his eyes filled with complicated emotions. “Senior, is that the Sword Bell?”

“Why does it look like… a tomb?”

An Le’s words made Su Muzhe’s body suddenly freeze. She looked at An Le in disbelief.

Zhao Huangting raised his eyebrows and the corners of his lips trembled for a while. “You can tell?”

Su Muzhe took a deep breath. “The Sword Bell is also the Sword Tomb. The broken swords in the Sword Pool Palace and the dead swords will be forged into the Sword Bell… Therefore, the Sword Bell is also the Sword Tomb.’

“Very few people can tell the uniqueness of the Sword Bell before ringing it.

You’re the first.’

There seemed to be a glint in Su Muzhe’s eyes.

The place where the dead swords were buried.

An Le nodded and let out a shaky breath. The Innate Swordsman Dao Fruit in his body was trembling non-stop, echoing the sword on the Sword Bell. The Blood Guanyin Dao Fruit was also trembling, echoing the soul of the sword on the Sword Bell.

Around the incomparably huge Sword Bell, figures surrounded the stone platform where the Sword Bell was placed. They had never taken half a step on the stone platform or tried to ring the ancient bell.

“Eh? Among these people… other than the disciples of the Sword Pool Palace, why are there people from Dali?”

Zhao Huangting suddenly discovered something and said in surprise.

Su Muzhe said helplessly, “Jinguan City is too close to Dali. That wheelchair-bound Imperial Preceptor of Dali often sends that disciple of the Star Plucking Sect to the Sword Pool Palace to try to ring the bell and feel the sword intent of the Sword Pool Lake.’

“However, the Sword Pool Palace’s principle has always been that as long as you can ring the Sword Bell, it means that you are fated. We won’t stop you.”

Hearing that, Zhao Huangting smiled.

“Li You’an’s sword qi was accompanied by starlight. Back then, the wheelchair-bound Imperial Preceptor of Dali even sent several Star Lords of the Star Plucking Sect to personally look for Li You’an to persuade him to join the Star Plucking Sect. That Imperial Preceptor even planned to vacate the position of Pope. In the end, those Star Lords were all whipped by Li You’an with his sword.”

“The Star Plucking Sect seems to be biased against swords. Their starlight sword qi… is indeed interesting.”

Su Muzhe nodded. “That Imperial Preceptor once sat upright in a wheelchair and bathed in starlight. He wanted to enter the Sword Pool Lake and pry into the secrets at the bottom of the Sword Pool. However, he withstood the old Sword Sage’s sword and only bled a little before retreating.”

“To be able to withstand the sword of an old Sword Sage, this wheelchair-bound Imperial Preceptor… has probably already reached the peak of the ninth realm and is only a step away from breaking through.

Unfortunately, this step is a natural chasm.” Zhao Huangting said regretfully.

“There’s a Star Rankings in Dali. It lists the geniuses below the age of 30 in Dali. These people sitting around the Sword Bell are mobilizing their states and preparing to ring the bell in their peak state. They are the geniuses of Dali.”

“Look at that woman in blue. Her name is Lu Ziwei. She’s only 23 years old, but she’s already in the double sixth realm. She’s the prodigy of this generation of the Star Plucking Sect. She can even fight with those geniuses from the Yuan

Meng Empire. Isn’t the Seventh Mountain of Sacred Mountain about to open? That Imperial Preceptor will let this woman fight for it.”

“We didn’t reject them. The relationship between the Sword Pool Palace and the Star Plucking Sect is not bad. It’s just a competition between them. It can also stimulate the geniuses of my Sword Pool Palace.” Su Muzhe said.

An Le also heard this and couldn’t help but look over. He saw a girl in blue sitting cross-legged about a hundred steps away from the Sword Bell.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Novᴇ(l)Fɪre .ɴᴇt

Perhaps sensing his gaze, the woman opened her eyes slightly. There seemed to be starlight flickering in her eyes. She turned her head and met An Le’s gaze.

After a while, the woman nodded slightly at An Le and looked away.

An Le did not stand on ceremony and directly absorbed five wisps of Age Qi from the woman. His heart skipped a beat as a wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi was born. There was quite a bit of Age Qi on the many cultivators sitting around him as he absorbed the remaining opportunities.

Coupled with the five wisps of Age Qi that he had absorbed from the fat Mei Niang of the River Gathering Restaurant today, he had completely absorbed a total of 25 wisps.

The rest did not produce Molten Gold Age Qi.

An Le did not find it strange.

Sensing the trembling Innate Swordsman Dao Fruit, An Le thought for a moment. Between the difficult choices, he gritted his teeth and sacrificed the Collapsing Sword and the wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi he had just obtained. He consumed another 22 wisps of Age Qi and completely augmented the trembling Innate Swordsman Dao Fruit to 100 wisps of Age Qi.

In an instant, An Le felt a majestic sword qi suddenly surge out of his body and travel through his limbs and bones without any obstruction. Every inch of his skin, every inch of his bones, and even every strand of hair contained sword qi!

Standing on the spot, an uncontrollable invisible sword qi spread from his feet to his body and surged out from the top of his head.

It poured into the clouds, as if it was pushing the clouds away from the original waves!

The Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword on their waists trembled and let out extremely loud sword cries!

At the same time, the Sword Tomb-like Sword Bell sitting quietly on the stone platform in the distance trembled slightly. Dust fell and floated up an inch off the platform.

Then, it was as if someone had knocked on it.

It actually emitted three distant bell sounds that were accompanied by endless sword cries!

Beside An Le, Su Muzhe and Zhao Huangting listened to the bell that sounded like a sword hum, their eyes revealing a hint of disbelief.

The blue-robed woman, who was entrenched far away from the Sword Bell, as well as many Dali cultivators who were brewing the mood to ring the bell, and the disciples of the Sword Pool Lake opened their eyes in shock.

No one rang the bell.

Why did the Sword Bell… ring three times?!

However, An Le, the instigator, did not know.

Standing quietly on the spot, sword qi appeared on his body!

[Dao begets one, one begets two. Time flows but the ages remain eternal. The

Dao Fruit has metamorphosed.]

[Innate Swordsman has evolved into Divine Sword Body..]