After nearly half a day of passionate reorganization by Elder Qing Xuan, the Sword Sect gradually settled down. No one dared to stir trouble.
The only thing that made him feel regretful was that too much damage had been done in the Sword Sect after the battle between Ye Chen and Ling Xuanzi. The First Peak, especially, was almost broken through by brute force. It was easier said than done to repair it.
Soon, night fell.
On the Ninth Peak, Gu Quan, Li Kang, and the rest stood quietly in the darkness. They would look at Ye Wushuang’s peak from time to time.
At that place, there were two figures that looked similar. From time to time, there would be loud laughter.
After Second Senior Brother Li Kang withdrew his gaze, he could not help but say, “I really did not expect Youngest Junior Brother’s brother to be so formidable. It’s like a dream today.”
“That’s right. You guys don’t know that the moment Elder Qing Xuan was captured, I even thought that we were doomed…”
Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan was still in a state of shock. He immediately said with reverence, “Fortunately, Immortal Ye arrived at the critical moment. It can be said that he saved all of us!”
The rest also rejoiced. It was not an exaggeration to describe what happened today to be shocking.
While they were talking, Hua Ling suddenly said nervously, “Eldest Senior Brother, I think I heard Immortal Ye and Youngest Junior Brother talking about a woman called Ning Ruolan. Could it be…”
Actually, she wanted to ask if the woman called Ning Ruolan was Ye Wushuang’s woman.
However, just as she was about to say that, she realized that her senior brothers were all looking at her in a mysterious manner, and her face instantly turned red.
“Oh, it looks like our Little Junior Sister is yearning for love…” Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan said with a faint smile.
“It’s more than that!”
Second Senior Brother Li Kang winked and said, “I think it’s clearly called yearning and drooling…”
“D*mn it!
“Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, you guys are bullying me…”
“Hahaha…”
In the silent night, the sounds of arguments were like silk bamboos, quietly accompanied by the east wind.
…
“Big brother, that day, I had no choice but to break my sword to protect sister-in-law and the rest. At that time, I thought I was dead…
“Later on, I woke up and found myself in a sect called the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in Kunlun Ruins. It was an old man called Old Man Myriad Sword who saved me…”
At the peak of the Ninth Peak, Ye Wushuang, who was dressed in white, stood quietly at the edge of the cliff. Facing the cold wind, he told Ye Chen about his journey to Kunlun Ruins.
“10,000 Swords Pavilion? Old Man Myriad Sword?”
Ye Chen came to a realization when he heard that. Old Man Myriad Sword that he was talking about was obviously the old donkey-riding beggar who took Wushuang away back then.
When he thought to this point, he was slightly puzzled, and he could not help but speak slowly, “Then how did you come to the Sword Sect?”
“Because the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has been destroyed!”
Ye Wushuang’s body gradually emitted a trace of coldness, and his eyes were faintly covered with frost, “Half a month after I woke up in the 10,000 Swords Pavilion, one of the 12 ancient clans, the Xiao clan, launched a large-scale invasion on the 10,000 Swords Pavilion.”
Ye Chen secretly nodded.
It was similar to what he had learned from Shi Qianhan. Back then, he had gone to Korea to look for Qianqian. On the way back, he had met Shi Qianhan and coincidentally met the Xiao clan’s cultivators.
It was also at that time that he learned that the Xiao clan had destroyed the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. Presumably, before he went to Korea, Ye Wushuang had arrived at the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. The timing was just right.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, “Why did the Xiao clan want to destroy the 10,000 Swords Pavilion?”
As a member of the 12 ancient clans, the Xiao clan was superior to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in terms of both their background and status. Logically speaking, there was no need for them to go to such great lengths to deal with a sect. Furthermore, they had to exterminate all of them.
“Back then, the Xiao clan used the excuse that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion kidnapped the disciples of the Xiao clan to force their way into the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. In reality, they were just trying to commit a crime and destroy the sect!”
The light in Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned cold, “What they really want is the Heavenly Creation Manual that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has kept for thousands of years!”
A gray bag suddenly shot out from his sleeve. It looked like a small pouch.
However, Ye Chen sensed that it did not look like a storage bag. Instead, it seemed to be made from the skin of an animal. It could be big or small.
Ye Wushuang took out a green scroll and said, “Big brother, this is the Heavenly Creation Manual!”
“Eh?”
There was surprise in Ye Chen’s eyes, “It’s a scroll? The people from the 10,000 Swords Pavilion know how to make scrolls?”
The so-called scroll was something that the cultivators used to record information. It was similar to the books that were commonly read.
However, unlike books, what was recorded on the scrolls were not the most direct words and patterns. Instead, cultivators used their Divine Consciousness to imprint their memories on the scrolls.
In other words, the scroll was actually a carrier of memories. Only those who were proficient in mental strength could read it.
“I’m not sure either!”
Ye Wushuang also had a puzzled look on his face, “The 10,000 Swords Pavilion cultivates Martial Dao while the thousand-year-old inheritance is a spiritual memory. From what I know, the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has never been able to crack the secret on the Heavenly Creation Manual.”
“That’s interesting!”
Ye Chen took it over and held the two ends of the scroll to his forehead with both hands. He then used his Divine Consciousness to read the information on the scroll.
After a couple of seconds, he slowly put down the scroll in his hand. His expression kept changing, as if he was digesting the memories in his mind.
Ye Wushuang could not help but ask, “Big brother, what’s wrong?”
“The destruction of the 10,000 Swords Pavilion is truly not an injustice!”
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and said while frowning, “Once this thing gets out, it’ll definitely set off a huge storm in the Kunlun Ruins!”
At this point, he could not help but glance at Ye Wushuang, “According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, a thousand years ago, a group of people known as the Heavenly Creation Race created a divine ship. According to the manual, this ship could cross the void and reach the other side of the starry sky!”
Even with his extraordinary knowledge, he was still shocked by what he saw. He was not shocked by the ship that could travel through the void, but by the fact that there was actually such a capable person on Earth.
“Big brother, you mean that this Heavenly Creation Manual is the blueprint for that ship?” Ye Wushuang was shocked.
“That’s right!”
Ye Chen nodded lightly. He could not help but wonder if the ghost ship was created by the Heavenly Creation Race.
If that was the case, then things were starting to get messy again. After all, logically speaking, the ancient ship should have led to the Ancient Desolate Realm. How was the 10,000 Swords Pavilion on Earth relate to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, the batch of Heavenly Creators had left Earth on a ship they had built.
Could they have gone to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
Or the unknown Ancient Path of Stars?
When he connected it to the information he obtained from Su Qilin’s soul, he could not help but become curious about what the great calamity 500 years ago was.
According to Su Qilin’s memories, the great calamity 500 years ago had almost caused the sages to fall. He had either chosen to reincarnate or chose to sleep.
However, most of them tried to leave Earth.
Just like the Heavenly Creators, they had already built their divine ship and left Earth when they had expected the great calamity to arrive!
After nearly half a day of passionate reorganization by Elder Qing Xuan, the Sword Sect gradually settled down. No one dared to stir trouble.
The only thing that made him feel regretful was that too much damage had been done in the Sword Sect after the battle between Ye Chen and Ling Xuanzi. The First Peak, especially, was almost broken through by brute force. It was easier said than done to repair it.
Soon, night fell.
On the Ninth Peak, Gu Quan, Li Kang, and the rest stood quietly in the darkness. They would look at Ye Wushuang’s peak from time to time.
At that place, there were two figures that looked similar. From time to time, there would be loud laughter.
After Second Senior Brother Li Kang withdrew his gaze, he could not help but say, “I really did not expect Youngest Junior Brother’s brother to be so formidable. It’s like a dream today.”
“That’s right. You guys don’t know that the moment Elder Qing Xuan was captured, I even thought that we were doomed…”
Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan was still in a state of shock. He immediately said with reverence, “Fortunately, Immortal Ye arrived at the critical moment. It can be said that he saved all of us!”
The rest also rejoiced. It was not an exaggeration to describe what happened today to be shocking.
While they were talking, Hua Ling suddenly said nervously, “Eldest Senior Brother, I think I heard Immortal Ye and Youngest Junior Brother talking about a woman called Ning Ruolan. Could it be…”
Actually, she wanted to ask if the woman called Ning Ruolan was Ye Wushuang’s woman.
However, just as she was about to say that, she realized that her senior brothers were all looking at her in a mysterious manner, and her face instantly turned red.
“Oh, it looks like our Little Junior Sister is yearning for love…” Eldest Senior Brother Gu Quan said with a faint smile.
“It’s more than that!”
Second Senior Brother Li Kang winked and said, “I think it’s clearly called yearning and drooling…”
“D*mn it!
“Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, you guys are bullying me…”
“Hahaha…”
In the silent night, the sounds of arguments were like silk bamboos, quietly accompanied by the east wind.
…
“Big brother, that day, I had no choice but to break my sword to protect sister-in-law and the rest. At that time, I thought I was dead…
“Later on, I woke up and found myself in a sect called the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in Kunlun Ruins. It was an old man called Old Man Myriad Sword who saved me…”
At the peak of the Ninth Peak, Ye Wushuang, who was dressed in white, stood quietly at the edge of the cliff. Facing the cold wind, he told Ye Chen about his journey to Kunlun Ruins.
“10,000 Swords Pavilion? Old Man Myriad Sword?”
Ye Chen came to a realization when he heard that. Old Man Myriad Sword that he was talking about was obviously the old donkey-riding beggar who took Wushuang away back then.
When he thought to this point, he was slightly puzzled, and he could not help but speak slowly, “Then how did you come to the Sword Sect?”
“Because the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has been destroyed!”
Ye Wushuang’s body gradually emitted a trace of coldness, and his eyes were faintly covered with frost, “Half a month after I woke up in the 10,000 Swords Pavilion, one of the 12 ancient clans, the Xiao clan, launched a large-scale invasion on the 10,000 Swords Pavilion.”
Ye Chen secretly nodded.
It was similar to what he had learned from Shi Qianhan. Back then, he had gone to Korea to look for Qianqian. On the way back, he had met Shi Qianhan and coincidentally met the Xiao clan’s cultivators.
It was also at that time that he learned that the Xiao clan had destroyed the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. Presumably, before he went to Korea, Ye Wushuang had arrived at the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. The timing was just right.
Ye Chen frowned slightly, “Why did the Xiao clan want to destroy the 10,000 Swords Pavilion?”
As a member of the 12 ancient clans, the Xiao clan was superior to the 10,000 Swords Pavilion in terms of both their background and status. Logically speaking, there was no need for them to go to such great lengths to deal with a sect. Furthermore, they had to exterminate all of them.
“Back then, the Xiao clan used the excuse that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion kidnapped the disciples of the Xiao clan to force their way into the 10,000 Swords Pavilion. In reality, they were just trying to commit a crime and destroy the sect!”
The light in Ye Wushuang’s eyes turned cold, “What they really want is the Heavenly Creation Manual that the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has kept for thousands of years!”
A gray bag suddenly shot out from his sleeve. It looked like a small pouch.
However, Ye Chen sensed that it did not look like a storage bag. Instead, it seemed to be made from the skin of an animal. It could be big or small.
Ye Wushuang took out a green scroll and said, “Big brother, this is the Heavenly Creation Manual!”
“Eh?”
There was surprise in Ye Chen’s eyes, “It’s a scroll? The people from the 10,000 Swords Pavilion know how to make scrolls?”
The so-called scroll was something that the cultivators used to record information. It was similar to the books that were commonly read.
However, unlike books, what was recorded on the scrolls were not the most direct words and patterns. Instead, cultivators used their Divine Consciousness to imprint their memories on the scrolls.
In other words, the scroll was actually a carrier of memories. Only those who were proficient in mental strength could read it.
“I’m not sure either!”
Ye Wushuang also had a puzzled look on his face, “The 10,000 Swords Pavilion cultivates Martial Dao while the thousand-year-old inheritance is a spiritual memory. From what I know, the 10,000 Swords Pavilion has never been able to crack the secret on the Heavenly Creation Manual.”
“That’s interesting!”
Ye Chen took it over and held the two ends of the scroll to his forehead with both hands. He then used his Divine Consciousness to read the information on the scroll.
After a couple of seconds, he slowly put down the scroll in his hand. His expression kept changing, as if he was digesting the memories in his mind.
Ye Wushuang could not help but ask, “Big brother, what’s wrong?”
“The destruction of the 10,000 Swords Pavilion is truly not an injustice!”
Ye Chen shook his head lightly and said while frowning, “Once this thing gets out, it’ll definitely set off a huge storm in the Kunlun Ruins!”
At this point, he could not help but glance at Ye Wushuang, “According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, a thousand years ago, a group of people known as the Heavenly Creation Race created a divine ship. According to the manual, this ship could cross the void and reach the other side of the starry sky!”
Even with his extraordinary knowledge, he was still shocked by what he saw. He was not shocked by the ship that could travel through the void, but by the fact that there was actually such a capable person on Earth.
“Big brother, you mean that this Heavenly Creation Manual is the blueprint for that ship?” Ye Wushuang was shocked.
“That’s right!”
Ye Chen nodded lightly. He could not help but wonder if the ghost ship was created by the Heavenly Creation Race.
If that was the case, then things were starting to get messy again. After all, logically speaking, the ancient ship should have led to the Ancient Desolate Realm. How was the 10,000 Swords Pavilion on Earth relate to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
According to the Heavenly Creation Manual, the batch of Heavenly Creators had left Earth on a ship they had built.
Could they have gone to the Ancient Desolate Realm?
Or the unknown Ancient Path of Stars?
When he connected it to the information he obtained from Su Qilin’s soul, he could not help but become curious about what the great calamity 500 years ago was.
According to Su Qilin’s memories, the great calamity 500 years ago had almost caused the sages to fall. He had either chosen to reincarnate or chose to sleep.
However, most of them tried to leave Earth.
Just like the Heavenly Creators, they had already built their divine ship and left Earth when they had expected the great calamity to arrive!
