Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time - Chapter 249
Chapter 249: Contrast Between the Rising Sun and the Setting Sun, First-Grade Supreme Sword – Swallow Returns to the Nest (1)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The drizzle was light, and it was the beginning of the plum rain season. The air was filled with the fragrance of unripe plums.
The scenery of Jinguan City was beautiful, and it was not inferior to the Jiangling Prefecture. Coupled with the special status of the Sword Pool Palace in this city, the Jiangling Prince had also bought an estate in this city.
There were carved beams, painted buildings, fake mountains, Water Pavilion, winding corridors, and other luxurious decorations. In an extravagant courtyard, a pavilion stood quietly in the center of the small pool, and water sparkled when one looked up.
There were three people sitting quietly in the pavilion. It was the Jiangling Prince in a Confucian robe, the Second Prince Zhao Pei with a crack in the golden mark between his eyebrows, and the Daoist-robed Venerable of the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan.
There was a charcoal stove burning in the pavilion. There was a pot of wine that emitted a bright red color on the stove. The wine was warming on the charcoal stove and slowly warming up.
The Jiangling Prince picked up one or two plums and threw them into the red wine. The plums rolled and emitted a slightly sour and sweet smell, mixing with the fragrance of the wine.
“The news has already spread. This child’s reputation has already spread in the world. In the Spring Quarter Examination, he was the top in both the martial and literary examinations and became the shortest-reigning top scholar in the largest Zhao Dynasty. In addition, before the Spring Quarter Examination, he was suspected of fraud and extradited righteousness in front of Prime Minister
Qin’s Residence. This child’s reputation in the world is not small.”
“Now, he has even rung the Sword Bell 36 times in the Sword Pool Palace and attracted the old Sword Sage. With the Enlightened Sword Heart, he’s the future treasure of the Sword Pool Palace.
The Second Prince sat upright on a carved stone stool with a faint smile on his face.
“I heard that there are already Hell Mansion’s Ghost Servants in West Liang who are tempted and personally crossed the river to take this child’s corpse and refine it into a corpse puppet.”
The Jiangling Prince and Venerable Li smiled and did not care.
“As the famous Demon Sect in the world, the Hell Mansion is regarded as the Orthodoxy by West Liang and is even more famous. This Hell Mansion specially targets geniuses to kill. They use all kinds of ghost techniques and evil techniques.”
“An Le will have a headache if he’s targeted by the Ghost Servant of the Netherworld Prefecture.
As a Daoist sect, the Celestial Master Residence naturally did not get along with the Hell Mansion. They also hated some of the methods of the Hell Mansion, but they had to admit that the Hell Mansion had the support of the entire West Liang Nation and had become the West Liang Orthodoxy. It had already risen and was not inferior to the Celestial Master Residence.
“It’s useless to think so much. As long as An Le is in Jinguan City, no, it should be said that as long as he’s in Shu, the Ghost Servants of the Hell Mansion definitely won’t dare to attack. They don’t even dare to appear. If they want An Le’s life, everyone will definitely be waiting for Old Imperial Uncle to head north and An Le to leave Lin’an Prefecture.’
“However, the Ghost Servants of the Hell Mansion… lack patience the least. They can afford to wait. It’s rumored that a Ghost Servant of the Hell Mansion can wait for a full ten years to assassinate a target.”
The Jiangling Prince chuckled.
He picked up the boiling plum wine and poured wine for Second Prince Zhao Pei and Venerable Li.
The scarlet wine swirled in the celadon cup, emitting a demonic aura.
Second Prince Zhao Pei picked it up and took a sip. The sour and sweet taste of the plums mixed with the sweetness of the wine instantly burst out in his mouth.
“Is it good?”
The Jiangling Prince said elegantly with a smile.
“Good wine,” Second Prince Zhao Pei said truthfully.
Daoist Li Qingchuan also took a sip. “It’s indeed good wine. I’ve never drunk it before. I heard that the Jiangling Prince likes to brew wine and is an expert at it. Now that he’s drunk it, he lives up to his reputation.”
When the Jiangling Prince heard their praise and saw the traces at the corners of their lips after drinking, he could not help but reveal a gentle smile.
“It’s just an undeserved reputation. Brewing wine is purely my hobby. I don’t care about these undeserved reputations.”
“It’s delicious. Please drink more.”
The Jiangling Prince smiled.
The plum rain poured down and landed on the black tiles of the pavilion, making rustling sounds.
Suddenly.
The Jiangling Prince stopped drinking. An invisible heat wave swept out at an extremely fast speed in the form of a shock wave, forming a wind in the pavilion.
The Jiangling Prince’s Confucian robe fluttered in the wind. He frowned and looked up in the direction of the Sword Pool Palace.
Second Prince Zhao Pei and the Celestial Master Residence’s Venerable Li also looked over.
A red hot steam rolled into the clouds, and the plum rain that fell from the sky was evaporated, forming a scene that reflected the red light screen.
A surging sword qi and sword intent surged out and surged in the depths of the Sword Pool Lake.
Second Prince Zhao Pei and the Daoist of the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, still didn’t understand what had happened and were confused.
However, the Jiangling Prince, who often interacted with the Sword Pool Palace, narrowed his eyes slightly.
“The furnace exploded… No, this power doesn’t seem like an ordinary furnace explosion. Only the number one swordsmith in the world, Wang Yansheng’s furnace, can suppress such an Earth Immortal Fire!”
“Wang Yansheng’s furnace will explode? That’s impossible… unless he started to risk everything for the sword that has been simmering for decades to make the final impact!”
“Wang Yansheng is going to forge the first-grade Supreme Sword!”
The first-grade Supreme Sword?!
When Second Prince Zhao Pei and the Celestial Master Residence’s Venerable Li heard this, they were instantly shocked.
It was already not easy for any sword in the world to enter the first-grade. Those who advanced to the first-grade Supreme Sword were all the best in the world!
The Jiangling Prince frowned.
Wang Yansheng had been preparing for decades. Why was he risking everything to break through to the first-grade Supreme Sword today?
This heat wave meant that the furnace had exploded, and there was no turning back.
An Le had just rung the bell 36 times when Wang Yansheng wanted to forge a first-grade sword.
Was it a coincidence?
The exploding furnace seemed to have an extremely oppressive sword qi whistling out..
