Extraordinary Comprehension: I Establish an Immortal Villain Family

Chapter 75: Have You Remembered It, Young Master?

"Chai Family of Youzhou, Grandmaster of Swordsmanship, Chai Qingchi!"

Shan Yang looked up towards the sky at the old man in green robes riding his sword across the vast sky, slicing through the endless sea of clouds, and spoke gravely.

"Chai Qingchi has long since broken through the True Self Realm, having condensed his own swordsmanship seed. His cultivation might have even reached the third level of True Self Realm, so why is he here to join the fun?"

Shan Yang couldn't help but shake his head.

The competition for this opportunity was already highly competitive, and now a swordsmanship grandmaster at the True Self Realm showed up—wasn't this just bullying?

"Shan, stay optimistic. Competing for such a legacy isn't just about cultivation; luck and fate are just as important. Otherwise, why would anyone bother? The one with the highest cultivation would just take the legacy, don't you think?" Xu Li comforted with a smile.

Time slowly passed.

More and more people arrived at Tianchuan Mountain, causing a commotion.

One arrival, in particular, made an even bigger spectacle, capturing everyone's attention.

It was a young man dressed in luxurious attire. His cultivation level wasn't particularly high, about the fifth level of Spiritual Wandering at most.

However, by his side were not only four sword attendants at the peak of Spiritual Wandering but also a protector at the True Self Realm who accompanied him throughout the journey!

According to Shan Yang, this man was the Young Sect Master of the Haori Sword Sect in Yunzhou, with a highly esteemed status.

The Haori Sword Sect was one of the top three swordsmanship sects in the entire Dongxuan Region!

Though there was no Immortal Realm cultivator in the sect, they had an ancestor at the Apex Realm!

In terms of strength, they were not inferior to the Chen family of Ziwei, where Chen Zhixing hailed from!

For a while, Tianchuan Mountain was filled with undercurrents, with the sense of an impending storm.

That night.

Shan Yang and the others gathered around a bonfire, casually chatting as they awaited the full emergence of the Sword God's legacy.

"Hey, ever since I was young, my mother always told me, 'To endure hardship is the only way to become a superior person.'"

"But as I grew older, I realized that enduring hardship just means endless suffering!"

Shan Yang pulled out a wine flask from somewhere, drinking gloomily as he spoke.

Xu Li nodded in agreement, smiling wryly, "Indeed. I used to think 'hard work' was a compliment, but as I continued my cultivation, I realized that when people praise you for working hard, it's because they can't find anything else to compliment you on. They just use 'hard work' as a polite way to say it."

"Hard work is nothing compared to talent."

"Huh, I didn't expect Brother Xu to have such insights! Let's drink to that!" Shan Yang's eyes lit up at Xu Li's words. He passed the wine flask to Xu Li and then glanced toward the peak of Tianchuan Mountain, clicking his tongue in envy.

"This world is too cruel. Some people are born into positions that we ordinary folks with no background can never reach, no matter how hard we try all our lives.

"Take the Young Sect Master of Haori Sword Sect, for example. His talent isn't exceptional, but he was born into a good family. From birth, he was surrounded by all kinds of rare treasures and elixirs. While we were still struggling to grasp the basics of swordsmanship, he already had several swordsmanship grandmasters personally instructing him.

"How can we compete with that? It's simply impossible."

At this, Shan Yang glanced at Chen Zhixing, who had been quietly listening with a calm expression. He casually asked, "What about you, Brother Bai? Why haven't you said anything? Come on, say something."

Chen Zhixing was slightly taken aback, then smiled, "I think what Brother Shan said is true. But that's just the way the world is. If the efforts of others' three generations could be surpassed by your ten years of hard work, wouldn't that be unreasonable?"

Chen Zhixing paused and continued, "If others can enjoy life now, it's because their ancestors endured the hardships. If you endure more now, your descendants might one day enjoy your fortunes."

"Bah! For those with great talent, a single day of cultivation can match a hundred days of hard work for others. They can break through realms as easily as drinking water, while no matter how hard you work, you can't break through. What does that have to do with enduring hardships?"

Shan Yang shook his head, saying, "Brother Bai, it seems your family is well-off. You haven't experienced the dangers of the cultivation world, so you can speak so calmly."

"Right," Chen Zhixing nodded, not wanting to get caught up in this pointless debate. He silently turned his gaze toward Tianchuan Mountain.

Currently, Tianchuan Mountain was teeming with over a hundred sword cultivators.

However, only two or three posed a real threat to him.

One was the swordsmanship grandmaster, Chai Qingchi!

Another was the protector from Haori Sword Sect!

And the third was a mysterious expert who had never shown themselves, but Chen Zhixing could sense their presence at the True Self Realm.

"I can't keep wasting time. I need to find a way to distract these people and enter the legacy site."

Chen Zhixing's eyes sparkled as he pondered his next move.

Meanwhile, Shan Yang and Xu Li continued their philosophical discussion on life.

The woman named Bai Ling was busy fussing over the swordsman A Liang.

For Bai Ling, her visit to Tianchuan Mountain was never about obtaining the Sword God's legacy.

Her real hope was to find a partner here, whether a prodigy with exceptional potential or someone with a prominent family background, to change her fate as someone at the bottom of the cultivation world.

The reserved swordsman A Liang was her carefully selected final candidate!

The night deepened.

In the blink of an eye, it was already midnight.

"Young Master, I think I should go to the other side to create a commotion and draw attention while you head to the Sword God's legacy site. What do you think?"

A cold, authoritative female voice echoed in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"That works," Chen Zhixing thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Good! Young Master, remember: the Sword God's legacy site is located southeast of Tianchuan Mountain's peak. Walk three hundred steps, and you'll find a hidden cave. Once inside, you'll see seventy-three forked paths. Take the thirty-fourth path, and you'll come across a shallow pond. By the pond grows a clump of rushes. Move them aside to find a protruding green stone. Press it, and the cave wall will open. Wait for me in front of the wall."

After quickly explaining, Qingzhi asked worriedly, "Did you remember everything, Young Master?"

"I remembered." Chen Zhixing nodded.

"Alright, let's begin." Qingzhi smiled slightly.

"Hmm."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flashed as he walked away from the bonfire and headed to a secluded corner.

Swoosh!

The Qingzhi Sword silently left its sheath and drilled into the ground, swiftly shooting towards the northwest of Tianchuan Mountain.

Watching the sword's departure, Chen Zhixing's eyes gleamed.

The next moment, without hesitation, he moved toward the southeast of Tianchuan Mountain's peak.

Not long after Chen Zhixing left—

Boom!!!

A blinding sword light shot up from the northwest corner of Tianchuan Mountain, illuminating the vast night sky.

In an instant!

All the sword cultivators on Tianchuan Mountain simultaneously looked up, their pupils contracting sharply.

"A treasure has emerged!"

"Has the legacy site opened?!"

"Go, go, go!"

"Hahaha, the legacy of the ancient Sword God, here I come!"

"This opportunity is destined for me!!"

Boom—!

The previously silent Tianchuan Mountain erupted with a roar!