Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 512 - 489: Scholar of the Divine Sword
Chapter 512: Chapter 489: Scholar of the Divine Sword
“Hey!”
A figure decisively swung out a sword, instantly striking the body of the giant bug, then pulled out forcefully, causing a spray of blood.
“Roar!”
The giant bug let out a miserable cry, turned around without looking back, and fled quickly into the forest, disappearing from sight.
“Hey, are you okay?”
The newcomer looked at Lou Yi, who was lying on the ground, and asked.
It was a young man dressed in blue brocade, around twenty years old. He had a delicate appearance, with a faint trace of youthful vigor and enthusiasm in his expression.
“I’m fine, it’s not a big problem.” Lou Yi sluggishly got up from the ground.
Being knocked over by a giant bug, thankfully there were no acquaintances around, or it would have been quite humiliating.
Though Lou Yi was now not very mobile, his physical strength was formidable, with defense deemed unbeatable.
Standing still for the people of this small world to attack, not a single hair on his body might get broken.
Seeing Lou Yi in his tattered clothes, the young man in blue was a bit annoyed: “You can’t even fight, yet you come to this valley alone? Do you know how many people die here in White Tiger Valley every year?”
At this moment, a ’squeak squeak’ sound came from behind.
A somewhat narrow and old carriage came over.
The one driving the carriage was an elderly man with half-white hair, dressed in gray cotton clothing, presumably a servant-like figure.
“Forget it. It’s too dangerous here. You better get on the carriage with me.”
The young man in blue ignored the subtle look from the elderly driver and invited Lou Yi onto the carriage.
Inside the carriage were several black wooden boxes decorated with red paper, making the riding space extremely narrow, and sitting together made it feel cramped.
The interior of the carriage emitted a faint musty smell.
“May I ask your name, young hero?” Lou Yi asked.
“My name is Wang Yukai.” The young man in blue paused and added, “From the Lingdong Divine Sword Family, Wang Family!”
But seeing Lou Yi’s slightly puzzled expression, he couldn’t help but say angrily: “You’ve never heard of the Divine Sword Family?
Three hundred years ago, our Wang Family ancestor with the divine sword went undefeated in the martial arts world, with unmatched style and grace, even the masters of the four great sects could only admire him.
Later, he scored high in the imperial exams and was known as the Divine Sword Scholar!”
“But nowadays, I’ve only become a scholar, thanks to my friends who gave me the nickname ’Divine Sword Scholar’.” The young man in blue said with some satisfaction.
At this time, the old servant driving the carriage twitched his ears as if hearing the conversation inside, and his expression twitched involuntarily.
“That’s a good nickname, with the spirit of the ancestor.
When you, Young Master Wang, achieve high scores in the imperial exams or even become the top candidate, perhaps you can surpass the ancestor and bring glory to the Wang Family.” Lou Yi said with a smile, which made Wang Yukai very pleased.
“You really know how to talk, by the way, what’s your name?”
“Liu Shu, I’ve lived in the mountains for years and am not very familiar with the outside world.”
Lou Yi then began to chat with this so-called Divine Sword Scholar, probing for intelligence about this world.
And Wang Yukai was quite talkative, willing to share anything.
The form of the Qian Yuan Small World slowly revealed itself to Lou Yi.
This world was somewhat similar to the ancient times in Lou Yi’s previous life, with low productivity and a feudal society.
The nation they were in was called Qing Country, founded over four hundred years ago.
Currently, the emperor was muddle-headed, often neglecting morning court gatherings, leading to neglected state affairs, soaring prices, and public discontent.
At the borders, several different surname kings with fiefdoms were stirring, and the Wanma Country outside the passes was eyeing eagerly, ready to invade with their armies any time.
Luckily, the martial arts world of Qing Country was strong and loyal to the royal family, making those rebels and foreign forces wary.
In Wang Yukai’s words, some major sects in the martial arts world were no less influential than the royal court.
“The four great sects in the martial arts world: Wenxin Valley, Haoran Sect, Yunko Temple, and Tyrant Sword Manor, each sect has produced grandmasters admired by the world!” At this point, Wang Yukai couldn’t help showing a hint of longing.
“Even my ancestor, the Divine Sword Scholar, was very far from the grandmaster realm. Who knows what kind of celestial creature that would be…”
In Wang Yukai’s words, the strength in the martial arts world was divided into four levels: third-rate, second-rate, top-rate, and unrivaled grandmaster realm.
Third-rate experts have a solid foundation, skilled moves, often able to handle ten adult men with no difficulty;
Young heroes just starting or mountain bandits ruling over territories, many are in this realm.
Second-rate experts have inner strength cultivation reaching a certain level, able to see and perceive the surroundings, easily defeating third-rate experts.
Second-rate experts already hold a considerable position in the martial arts world, with many small sect leaders being just at this level.
First-rate experts have peak-level artistry and often possess deep inner strength, able to cross floating planks, and walk on snow without leaving traces.
They can also use inner strength to control weapons, greatly increasing attack power.
Many major sect leaders and famous martial artists are at this level.
Lou Yi was quietly listening to Wang Yukai boast.
But when he heard that first-rate experts could use lightweight skills, his expression changed.
So, martial artists in the main world could only count as first-rate experts in this small world?
Of course, lightweight skill is just one characteristic; to truly correspond, a fight will have to reveal it.
Wang Yukai continued: “When martial arts reaches the grandmaster realm, every move aligns with the way of heaven, and a leaf or petal can wound others.
They can even move the power of heaven and earth, making first-rate experts unable to use any techniques in front of them, kneeling and bowing submissively!
But it’s extremely difficult to become a grandmaster; there might be only one or two people in the world today!”
’Moving the power of heaven and earth, is it really that mystical?’ Lou Yi thought, his heart was startled, then his brow furrowed.
If Wang Yukai said grandmasters could punch and destroy small hills, cut off towers, he might accept it somewhat, as it was no different than the realm of Martial Saints.
The peak power of a small world equating with Martial Saints and Foundation Establishment seemed reasonable.
But moving the power of heaven and earth sounded too mystical, something even Lou Yi couldn’t achieve at the moment.
’It must be an exaggerated statement.’ Lou Yi thought.
Seeing Lou Yi’s expression, Wang Yukai grew anxious: “Grandmasters are really that powerful, you don’t believe it?”
He continued: “Later we will pass by ’Broken Water River,’ you can see the masterpiece left by a former grandmaster.
Over two hundred years ago, Sword Saint Ouyang Qing had an epiphany in front of a river, suddenly slicing it in two with a sword.
Even after all these years, the river still hasn’t merged, with a visible ’scar’.”
Lou Yi listened and grew more skeptical.
The carriage traveled for several hours before finally emerging from the dense forest.
Around it gradually appeared cultivated fields and rivers, with farmers wearing straw hats and carrying farm tools, showing no reaction to the carriage, looking numb in expression.
At a long river with the sound of ’rushing water,’ the carriage stopped.
On the riverbank stood a tall gray-white stone tablet, about one zhang tall, engraved with two vigorous characters ’Broken Water.’
A few people, dressed in brocade, stood next to the stone tablet, gazing at the river below, speaking softly.
The river was clear and bottomless.
Lou Yi walked to the stone tablet, and the scene in front of him sent a shiver through his body.
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