9: Section 9

It was as if all the stars in the sky had been put into it.

Chu Mo smiled, said nothing, and walked straight into the quiet room.

…

The moonlight was like water.

The night wind blew, and the treetops rustled.

Chu Mo sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his heart churning.

Today, he first forged his congenital pure yang bone, then witnessed an unparalleled Prodigy, and successfully gained some goodwill, which was quite a harvest.

“However…”

“I also encountered some trouble!”

Chu Mo muttered to himself.

Today, to gain goodwill, he severely injured Zhao Hu.

This person’s strength was mediocre, so he was not a concern.

But the Inner Sect Disciple behind him had to be taken seriously.

Being able to advance to the Inner Sect meant being at least a True Spirit Realm Martial Artist, and perhaps even having stepped into the Tongxuan Realm; if the other party sought revenge, Chu Mo would find it difficult to contend with him.

“The most pressing matter is to quickly improve my strength!”

“My Realm Cultivation cannot be rushed, but having already stepped into the True Spirit Realm and opened my Dantian, I can now seek a High Grade Martial Skill!”

“The Holy Land has a rule that those who reach the True Spirit Realm can go to the Asked Heart Pavilion to select a Martial Skill. If I thoroughly study it, it will significantly improve my combat abilities!”

Because his Aptitude was mediocre all these years, he had been focused on improving his Realm, and had not Cultivated Martial Skills much.

His previous defeat of Zhao Hu was only by relying on his own powerful strength.

If he encountered a true strong opponent, he would likely find it difficult to cope!

Thinking of this.

Chu Mo made up his mind.

Without further delay, he set off directly towards the Asked Heart Pavilion.

Half an hour later, he arrived in front of a magnificent building radiating divine light.

What met his eyes were gigantic red copper pillars, several people wide, rising from the ground to support the roof, creating an extremely grand Aura.

The ground was paved with white jade, polished to a bright sheen, reflecting his image as he walked upon it.

At the entrance of the palace, on both sides were vermilion wooden pillars, on which a couplet was inscribed in weighty and solemn characters: “The accomplished have their order, but for seeking the Dao, there is no past or present.”

In the middle part, there was a plaque, on which three brilliant golden characters were imprinted: Asked Heart Pavilion!

The characters were like iron hooks and lines, containing infinite Dao charm.

It is said that this couplet was inscribed by the founding Ancestral Master of the Taichu Holy Land, and due to being imbued with the Ancestral Master's Divine Might, the plaque has already gained sentience, belonging to a Sacred Artifact.

However, this is only a rumor.

No one has ever truly seen the plaque display its extraordinary properties.

Chu Mo arrived at the entrance, glanced around, and then stepped inside.

Chapter 8: Seven Supreme Laws, Twelve Ancient Heavenly Scriptures, Pure Yang Swordplay!

There were Elders guarding the pavilion at the entrance.

Chu Mo, as usual, first checked their information, and after finding no Opportunity, he stepped forward to report, then presented his identity token, and was allowed to enter.

Standing outside, he still felt that the Asked Heart Pavilion was not very large.

But upon entering, he discovered that the Asked Heart Pavilion was actually a self-contained space.

Like containing a mustard seed in Mount Sumeru, the place was extremely vast, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of Disciples simultaneously selecting Cultivation Techniques without feeling crowded at all.

And the Martial Skills collected inside were also extremely vast.

Looking around, he saw jade boxes of various colors, floating in mid-air.

When they were still, they just floated there.

If they moved, a pair of light wings would grow on the jade box, flapping and flying.

Occasionally, they would chase each other, colliding up and down, like a group of mischievous children playing.

Fortunately, these jade boxes were clearly quite sturdy; even when a jade box occasionally fell from the air and hit the ground, it would immediately flap its wings and fly up as if nothing happened, rejoining the playful Ranks.

These jade boxes, like people, had those who loved to play and be lively, and also those who preferred to shrink into a corner far away to find peace.

Moreover, the Rank of these jade boxes was extremely strict.

White jade boxes would never offend green jade boxes, and green jade boxes would also make way for higher-Ranked jade boxes.

Clearly delineated.

On each jade box, Dao charm flowed, radiating infinite brilliant light!

These jade boxes were all transformed by Martial Dao secret arts!

They were divided into different levels of grades according to their colors.

White jade boxes were the most basic Mortal-Grade and Yellow-Grade Martial Skills.

Green represented Profound-Grade Martial Skills, purple was Earth-Grade Martial Skills, and gold was Heaven-Grade Martial Skills.

In addition to these.

There were also some very special jade boxes; they did not display a single color, and even their appearance was different.

Some resembled auspicious clouds, some were like a blazing sun, while others formed jade talismans. All of them resided on the highest level of the pavilion, emitting endless terrifying Auras and brilliant radiance, like lofty deities looking down on all beings.

These.

These were the very foundation of the Taichu Holy Land, standing in the Eastern Wang Dao Domain for countless years!

Seven Supreme Laws, Twelve Ancient Heavenly Scriptures!

Seven Great Supreme Laws, Twelve Ancient Heaven Classics!

The Taichu Holy Land’s ultimate Sect-protecting Cultivation Techniques!

Any one of them, if Cultivated to the extreme, could lead to enlightenment, bestowing the Supreme Divine Might to pluck stars, seize the moon, and slay gods!

Achieving true dominance over heaven and earth, swallowing mountains and rivers, with a gaze that can shatter time and space, unrivaled through all ages!

However.

Even though these Martial Skills were right in front of him, Chu Mo couldn’t touch them at all; only core True Disciples were qualified to be bestowed them.

And what he could Cultivate right now were only the Martial Skills transformed from white jade boxes.

Withdrawing his gaze, Chu Mo began to examine the white jade boxes.

Soon, he selected a Martial Skill he liked.

A Yellow-Grade High Grade Martial Skill, Pure Yang Swordplay!

It followed the path of extreme rigidity and pure yang; if practiced to the extreme, every move would be incomparably sharp and vast, capable of slaying all evil!

Although it wasn't a top-tier sword technique, it was quite compatible with Chu Mo's congenital pure yang bone, so he chose it without hesitation.

The jade boxes could not be taken out of the Asked Heart Pavilion.

After a Disciple selected one, they only needed to extend their mind into it to receive the Legacy.

Chu Mo followed the procedure, sitting cross-legged and extending his mind to make contact.

In an instant, he felt everything around him turn into nothingness, and a chaotic space appeared before his eyes, where a figure in black stood, holding a long sword.

Suddenly.

Countless powerful enemies attacked from all around, all bringing vast Auras.

But the black-clad figure remained calm, immediately drawing his sword. Incredibly sharp Sword Qi roared out, and each move and stance was accompanied by a grand and vast Qi, sweeping through and slaying countless powerful enemies wherever it passed.

After an unknown period of time.

The scene gradually dimmed, eventually disappearing.

And Chu Mo also woke up at the opportune moment.

With a thought, memories and related insights of the Pure Yang Swordplay appeared in his mind.

“A Holy Land truly lives up to its name!”

“Even the transmission of the Dao can directly infuse its essence and insights into the Martial Artist’s mind. This is equivalent to letting the Martial Artist directly witness a Senior using the relevant Martial Skill. Although I haven’t started Cultivating yet, I already have a preliminary understanding of this Martial Skill!”

“No wonder countless Martial Artists wish to join a Holy Land; the Holy Land’s foundation is truly incomparable to that of ordinary Sects!”

Experiencing the feeling from the Dao transmission just now, Chu Mo couldn't help but take a deep breath and murmur.

…

Leaving the Asked Heart Pavilion.