333: Chapter 324 The Sixth Incarnation: Heavenly Venerable (Part Twelve)
An unknown amount of time passed, or perhaps it was only an instant.
The scrutiny finally ended.
The suffocating Great Dao vortex in the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's eyes slowly subsided, transforming back into a bottomless, dark pool.
The terrifying pressure that had enveloped everything receded like a tide.
Upon the throne, the blurred figure remained motionless, yet that ancient, calm voice once again echoed directly in the depths of Ren Wuya and Blade Absolute Edge's minds:
"Not bad."
Only two short words, yet they seemed to carry an invisible weight, causing the space composed of Divine Weapon remains to tremble slightly.
"Phew..."
Almost the moment those two words fell, Blade Absolute Edge's tense mind suddenly relaxed.
The terrifying pressure that had felt as if it would crush his Soul and dissect every inch of his flesh dissipated as quickly as melting snow.
The frantically circulating Dao Foundation and the humming Saber Soul within his body gradually calmed down. A sense of exhaustion, like surviving a disaster by biological instinct, mingled with a massive wave of relief that surged in his heart.
"As expected, even a Dao Lord cannot completely see through my Origins!"
Blade Absolute Edge thought to himself, but he dared not show the slightest bit of it on his face. He maintained his respectful posture, only slightly adjusting his breathing to suppress the discomfort.
Blade Absolute Edge then bowed again, his voice clear and steady, without a hint of panic:
"Junior Jue Feng thanks the Old Ancestor for the praise. The path of immortality is long and like walking on thin ice. My Aptitude is shallow, so I can only be ceaselessly diligent to live up to the Old Ancestor's favor today, as well as the high expectations of my grandfather and the clan."
Upon the throne, the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's blurred face didn't seem to change, but the illusions of weapons swirling in his deep eyes appeared to soften slightly.
He did not comment further on Blade Absolute Edge's statement, as if all of this was within his expectations.
After a brief silence, the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's calm voice rang out again, directly stating his decision:
"In that case, you may enter my tutelage as a Named Disciple."
As soon as these words were spoken, Ren Wuya, standing nearby, trembled with excitement and hurriedly signaled his grandson with his eyes.
The Dao Lord Ancestor... was actually taking a Disciple!
Though it was a Named Disciple, it was still a direct Disciple of a Dao Lord!
A true Disciple of a Dao Lord! Looking across the entire Hundred Weapons Dao Realm, and even the Dao Realms of various worlds, how many people could have such an honor?
This meant Blade Absolute Edge would directly receive guidance at the Dao Lord level and possess the top-tier Legacy; his status and position would undergo a world-shaking transformation!
What glory! What an Opportunity!
Blade Absolute Edge was also delighted. He immediately took a step forward, lifted his robes, and performed the formal bow of taking a Revered Master, his voice firm:
"Disciple Blade Absolute Edge pays respects to Revered Master! Since Revered Master does not reject me and has accepted me into the sect, I will strictly abide by the rules, diligently cultivate the Great Dao, and glorify Revered Master's martial edge. I would never dare to fail Revered Master's kindness!"
After the ceremony, the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord nodded slightly, acknowledging the Disciple.
Subsequently, he said no more, merely raising a finger and casually making a stroke toward the void within the hall.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, nor any phenomena of ten thousand rays of auspicious light.
But at the moment his fingertip swept past, the pervasive Weapon-baleful Dao Rhyme in the hall, heavy as a mountain, seemed to be stirred by an invisible force and began to boil slightly.
Following that, from the depths of the distant Soldier Tomb wasteland, a faint yet clear saber hum rang out, seemingly piercing through time and space!
In the next instant—
"Whoosh!"
A dim stream of light, as if traversing layers of spatial barriers, silently tore through the silence of the Hall of Ten Thousand Weapons and came to a precise halt in front of Blade Absolute Edge.
The light dissipated, revealing its true form.
It was the very same ancient long saber that Blade Absolute Edge had accidentally glimpsed when he first entered the Soldier Tomb!
The blade still possessed that Chaos color, a weave of dark gold and gray; the edge's cold light was restrained, and the hilt's patterns were primitive.
Observing it at close range now, he could even more clearly feel the complex aura emanating from it:
An incomparable Origin of Saber Intent, a mysterious and unpredictable strange power of Karma, as well as a deeply hidden resentment of unwillingness and a dormant sharp edge.
It floated there quietly, as if producing a subtle resonance with the Dao Lord mark on Blade Absolute Edge's forehead, and with the transcendent Dao Foundation and the embryonic Saber Soul within his body.
At this moment, Blade Absolute Edge's heart uncontrollably skipped a beat!
Even though he had long recognized the Origin of this saber and had adjusted his mindset,
when this weapon, formed from his previous life's body and his enemy, was personally delivered to him in this manner and on this occasion by this "involved party," the sense of destiny spanning Reincarnation and the indescribable complexity of his emotions still struck his mind like a tide.
The Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's calm gaze swept over the hovering saber and then fell back onto Blade Absolute Edge, his voice remaining as still as an old well:
"This saber is named 'Karma'. It was something I refined casually; its grade is merely a Low Grade Magic Treasure."
His tone was casual, as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.
"However, its nature is unique, containing a trace of a fragmented Law of Karma, making it different from ordinary weapons."
"I placed it in the Soldier Tomb to be nurtured for ten thousand years, absorbing the Weapon-baleful Battle Intent of this place. Its nature has gradually stabilized, and its spiritual light is contained within."
The Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's gaze seemed able to pierce through the blade to see its essence:
"The moment you entered the Soldier Tomb, this saber showed a slight ripple, generating a faint resonance with your Saber Soul and Dao Foundation."
"In this Hall of Ten Thousand Weapons, among the billions of Divine Weapon remains, there are countless that surpass this saber in sharpness, grade, and power. However... the one most compatible with you is this saber."
"Such is the Karmic affinity. I bestow it upon you to protect your path."
As his voice fell, without waiting for Blade Absolute Edge to respond, the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord flicked his finger again.
This time, it was not a physical object, but a profound and complex dark-gold talisman that directly sank into the mark on Blade Absolute Edge's forehead.
Instantly, a vast and profound stream of information regarding Artifact Refining, weapon nurturing, and sacrificial refinement methods flooded into Blade Absolute Edge's Sea of Consciousness.
Its core was precisely a secret technique named the 'Ten Thousand Weapons Spirit Sacrifice Art'!
This method was not a simple technique for refining Magic Treasures. Instead, it used one's own essence blood, Soul, and Dao intent as a guide to establish a life-bond with the weapon, continuously refining, nurturing, and elevating its grade and spirituality—a supreme secret technique!
"This is the introductory chapter of the 'Ten Thousand Weapons Spirit Sacrifice Art'."
The Hundred Weapons Dao Lord's voice rang out alongside the information stream.
"With this art, you can perform the preliminary refinement of this 'Karma' saber, housing it in your Dantian for nurturing until you are of one mind with it."
"In the future, as your cultivation progresses, you can continuously refine it with your own Saber Intent, Dao Laws, and even the Heaven And Earth Treasures you obtain. This will help it break through its shackles and advance to a Medium Grade, High Grade Magic Treasure, or even higher levels; it is not an impossibility."
"Whether you can ultimately cause it to transform, manifesting or even surpassing the potential of its Materials themselves, depends entirely on your own fortune and Opportunity."
Bestowing a saber! Passing on a technique!
Blade Absolute Edge tightly gripped the cold hilt of the 'Karma' saber, feeling the strange sensation from his palm that faintly resonated with his own Bloodline, as well as the profound refinement method in his mind. His heart surged violently once more.
"The one most compatible with you..."
Blade Absolute Edge chewed on these words, his heart a mixture of light and shadow.
"Disciple... thanks Revered Master for the generous gift!"
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