35: Fragments of the Laws of the Sword

After a good night's rest, the next day, Ji Mo headed straight to the largest auction house in the city.

His purpose for this trip was to dispose of the innate battle armor in his possession.

Although this treasure was good, for him at the present moment, converting it into useful resources as soon as possible was the best strategy.

Entering the auction house, Ji Mo stated his intentions to the staff.

Very quickly, a woman with an alluring figure walked over gracefully. Her whole body radiated a faint charm, and she spoke in a soft, enchanting voice:

"Young Master, I am the supervisor here, surnamed Bai. May I ask what precious item you intend to auction?"

Without a word, Ji Mo directly took out the innate battle armor and handed it over. "It is this piece. My requirements are simple: either exchange it for Spirit Stones, or exchange it for Earth Rank sword techniques, blade techniques, or Magic Treasures of the same level."

"innate battle armor!"

The alluring woman couldn't help but exclaim, her eyes filled with shock.

"Young Master, are you sure you want to auction this item? You must know that among items of the Innate level, innate battle armor is extremely rare. Weapons are relatively easy to find, but defensive Innate treasures are truly hard to come by even with a thousand pieces of gold."

"Yes, I am sure. Furthermore, I need you to keep my identity strictly confidential."

Ji Mo looked at the other party with a firm gaze. The alluring woman understood instantly and quickly said:

"Young Master, please rest assured. Our auction house absolutely guarantees this. If you wish to auction it, we have a large-scale auction in six days. If you are in a hurry to sell it, our auction house can also purchase it on your behalf, though the price will certainly be lower than what you might get at auction."

Ji Mo pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

For him, time was the most precious wealth right now. With his current rapid rate of strength improvement, he would possess these things sooner or later in the future.

Moreover, selling it to the auction house could save him a lot of trouble.

"Miss Bai, what kind of purchase price can your house offer?" Ji Mo asked after making up his mind.

"At the moment, we truly do not have a suitable Cultivation Technique that can meet your needs. However, we do have a strange item here that you might be interested in. Old Bai, please bring that item over." The alluring woman turned her head and instructed an old man beside her.

"Oh?" Hearing this, Ji Mo immediately became interested.

After all, the value of standard treasures usually had clear measurement standards.

However, this item in front of him, which even the knowledgeable auction house struggled to fathom, truly piqued his intense curiosity.

Not long after, Old Bai returned, holding a "model" in his hands.

The reason it was called a "model" was that the object was only the size of a palm; it was a miniature little sword.

This little sword was made of unknown material, its body seamless, and its blade unsharpened. At first glance, it looked just like a toy for children to play with.

"This item was placed here for consignment by an expert of the Xiantian Realm and was subsequently accepted by our house. We used various methods to test it, but we were never able to determine exactly what it is. However, it has a miraculous effect: it can assist people in comprehending Sword Intent and realizing sword techniques. Of course, it only serves to enhance the effect; it doesn't guarantee 100% success, otherwise, the owner wouldn't have brought it to auction."

Ji Mo took the little sword. The moment he touched it, the golden page in the depths of his Soul that recorded the Hegemonic Heaven Refining Art suddenly vibrated, and at the same time, it transmitted a piece of information — "Law of the Sword".

Although a storm raged in his heart, Ji Mo did not reveal the slightest bit of it on the surface.

He feigned careful observation for a while, then looked up at the woman in front of him, asking with slight skepticism:

"Is this thing really as miraculous as you say? You wouldn't be trying to fool me, would you!"

"Young Master, please rest assured. You are welcome to take it back and try Cultivating with it yourself. If it has no effect, you can come back and exchange it anytime. As such a large-scale auction house, we do have that bit of reputation guarantee."

The alluring woman smiled, her eyes full of sincerity.

"Does your house intend to use just this little sword to exchange for my innate battle armor?" Ji Mo tested unwillingly, still wanting to squeeze more benefits from the other party.

"Giggle, Young Master, you really are greedy. Such a mysterious auxiliary wonder, perhaps it still has many undiscovered great uses; you might just have earned a fortune! Can't this satisfy you?" The alluring young lady's eyebrows smiled as she teased Ji Mo half-jokingly.

"You are truly shrewd in business, Miss; you never take a loss. Fine, let's settle on this then. If this thing has no effect, I will definitely come back to return it." Ji Mo deliberately did not agree too readily, pretending to be reluctantly compromising.

This transaction was concluded in an ostensibly pleasant atmosphere.

Ji Mo stepped out of the auction house and returned to his residence.

As soon as he stepped into his home, he could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart.

How could he not be excited? One must know that the Hegemonic Heaven Refining Art was a Heavenly Dao Cultivation Technique. Something that could cause a Heavenly Dao Cultivation Technique to react would surely not be a mundane object!

Ji Mo couldn't wait to take out the little sword and gently place it in his palm.

In an instant, the Hegemonic Heaven Refining Art in the depths of his Soul seemed to be drawn by some mysterious power and began to circulate on its own.

Immediately after, more than three hundred furnace fragments "whooshed" out of his body, like a group of agile little elves, tightly wrapping around this little sword.

Just at one moment, golden light flared, and the wrapped little sword, like a shooting star, "whooshed" and drilled directly into the center of Ji Mo's eyebrows.

The little sword shed its previous unremarkable appearance and now turned into a transparent little sword shape, circling and flying around the Hegemonic Heaven Refining Art.

At the same time, a piece of information clearly appeared in Ji Mo's mind.

Ji Mo finally knew the origin of this little sword!

It turned out that this was a fragment of the Law of the Sword! Yes, that very Law of the Sword from the three thousand Laws mastered by the three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons conceived by Chaos before the birth of the Primordial World!

Originally, the Chaos God and Demon who mastered the Law of the Sword fell in that earth-shattering battle, leaving behind this fragment of the Law of the Sword.

And after this Sword God and Demon died, one of its Law of the Sword fragments happened to be parasitic on a piece of spinal bone.

Since then, they had been drifting in Chaos.

Until one time, a Chaos storm tore open a spatial gap in this Plane, and this Law fragment was swept into this world.

Due to being constantly worn down and eroded by Chaos storms in Chaos, the treasure had a spirit.

To protect itself, it used the last power of the Chaos God and Demon's spinal bone to Seal itself, which allowed it to be preserved.

Until today, because it encountered the Hegemonic Heaven Refining Art, which was also at the Heavenly Dao Realm, this fragment of the Law of the Sword was able to break its Seal and see the light of day again.

Otherwise, it would probably have had to remain silent forever.

After all, with the power level of this world, it was fundamentally impossible to revive it; only treasures of the same level or powerful forces of the same level had a chance to awaken it.

Seeing this information, Ji Mo's mood at this moment was simply indescribable in words.

He never imagined that in such a small Plane, he would accidentally encounter such a shocking treasure.

Even if it was just a fragment, its value was definitely not something this Plane could measure; even ancient mighty figures, upon seeing it, would probably fight over it crazily.

Ji Mo's mood was hard to calm down for a long time; he was so excited he felt like he was in a brilliant dream.

To calm his frantic heart, he even ran to the bathtub and took a cold shower.

Now, there was no need to struggle over whether to Cultivate blade techniques or sword techniques. In the dark, fate seemed to have already helped him make a choice: the future path of Cultivation was undoubtedly the path of a Sword Cultivator.

Ji Mo felt very satisfied with this; after all, this was exactly the path his heart yearned for.

At the moment, the only thing missing was a suitable sword Martial Skill.

Currently, the sword techniques he mastered only consisted of three sword moves, and his family's highest secret classic among them was the "Yellow Rank Advanced Gale Sword".

"Hahaha, that is truly a bit ironic." Ji Mo smiled bitterly and mocked himself.

It was truly unprepared; this sudden surprise caught him completely off guard.

But Ji Mo still decided to calm down first and Cultivate to comprehend this "Gale Sword" to see if he could achieve Sword Intent from it.

Action is better than thought; Ji Mo immediately drew the long sword from his waist.

Channeling all his spiritual power, in an instant, Sword Qi crisscrossed around his body like surging waves, and the scene was as if a fierce gale and rainstorm were truly raging wildly.

However, after performing it, Ji Mo did not gain any particularly profound insights.

Although with the improvement of his Cultivation, he indeed had a few more unique insights when performing this set of sword techniques, these insights were far from being a qualitative change.

Helpless, Ji Mo slowly stopped the sword in his hand and shook his head lightly.

He secretly pondered that perhaps his method of Cultivation had gone astray.

Thinking this way, he sat cross-legged on the spot, concentrated his mind, and tried to use his will to communicate with that mysterious fragment of the Law of the Sword.

The moment Ji Mo's will touched the fragment of the Law of the Sword, a powerful and mysterious force suddenly struck.

Without explanation, it pulled his will into an extremely peculiar space.

Entering this space, Ji Mo was surprised to find that his will seemed to have become a pure bystander.

He could not control his own body; instead, another mysterious will was controlling "himself" to perform the "Gale Three Swords" again.

At this moment, in this strange space, the sword technique performed under the control of that mysterious will was vastly different compared to the sword technique Ji Mo performed in his daily life.

Ji Mo saw the difference at a glance:

This set of sword techniques did not just obsess over the ultimate pursuit of speed, but also perfectly integrated a sharp, almost tangible, sharpness into every move and style.

Besides that, the sword technique actually contained a magnificent momentum of heaven and earth, as if it were integrated with the entire heaven and earth.

When the sword moves were performed, they moved like a gale and rainstorm, and as the Sword Qi crisscrossed, it seemed as if it would tear the space apart alive.

With an overwhelming, unstoppable momentum, carrying a terrifying power that seemed capable of tearing heaven and earth apart, it seemed as if it wanted to destroy everything in front of it.

Ji Mo's will was like being pulled by an invisible hand, involuntarily "running" forward.

As his "own" body danced continuously, his understanding of the Dao of the sword also deepened rapidly, becoming clearer and more profound, like seeing the sun after parting the clouds.

After not knowing how much time had passed, Ji Mo finally fully comprehended the true meaning contained in this set of sword techniques.

Just at this moment, his will, like a tired bird returning to its nest, instantly returned to his own body.

In an instant, an ultimate sharp intent broke out from Ji Mo's body.

Like a dazzling ray of light, it illuminated this small courtyard.

Sword Intent formed.