330: Sixth Incarnation: Celestial Venerable (Nine)

Ren Wuya grew more and more excited as he spoke.

"But if the Dao Lord Ancestor personally plans for you, using supreme Divine Abilities to brush aside the mists of destiny, or even guiding you to find another way outside the existing Saber Dao to open a new branch, then you might be able to bypass the limitations of existing status. As the master of a new Dao, you could directly occupy a brand-new Golden Core Fruit Position of Perfection that belongs only to you!"

"If that truly happens... by then, our Heavenly Blade Lineage will possess two Fruit Position True Persons of Golden Core Perfection!"

"Two Fruit Positions in one sect—what an honor! It would be enough for our Heavenly Blade Peak to completely overshadow all other branches and become the undisputed leader of the Hundred Weapons Dao Realm!"

He patted Blade Absolute Edge heavily on the shoulder, his tone incredibly solemn: "Jue Feng, an Opportunity to defy heaven and change fate to create a new paradigm can only be bestowed by the Dao Lord Ancestor! Therefore, this audience is of paramount importance! You must seize it well and let the Old Ancestor see your potential and value!"

Blade Absolute Edge understood clearly in his heart.

Having an audience with the Hundred Weapons Dao Lord was indeed a crucial part of his plan, not just to obtain higher-level guidance for his cultivation, but also to seek an Opportunity to break convention and transcend being a mere chess piece.

Although his natural talent and Comprehension Ability in this life were staggering, having a powerhouse at the Dao Lord level to guide him could save him centuries of hard work in forging a new Dao.

"Your grandson understands." Blade Absolute Edge bowed again, his tone steady and firm. "I will keep your painstaking efforts in mind, Grandfather. For the audience with the Old Ancestor, I will certainly do my utmost to show that the Heavenly Blade Lineage has a worthy successor, living up to the Old Ancestor's expectations and your high hopes."

"Good! With such determination, I can rest easy!" Ren Wuya was greatly comforted to see his grandson understand so quickly and possess such firm resolve. "Go and prepare. In three days, we will depart for the core of the Soldier Tomb!"

"Yes, Grandfather." Blade Absolute Edge bowed and took his leave, turning to depart.

His back was straight and his steps steady; the sharp edge and depth hidden beneath his youthful frame made Ren Wuya more and more satisfied the longer he watched.

Watching his grandson's receding back, Ren Wuya stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with infinite expectation and ambition.

He seemed to see two brilliant "Fruit Position" stars rising above the Heavenly Blade Peak, illuminating the future of the Hundred Weapons Dao Realm.

And all this hope rested upon a boy only ten years old, who had already displayed a peerless sharpness.

"Jue Feng... perhaps the fate of our Heavenly Blade Lineage really will be rewritten by you..."

Ren Wuya murmured to himself, his voice filled with unprecedented confidence.

After leaving the Blade Sharpening Platform, Blade Absolute Edge did not rush to Cultivate upon returning to his meditation room. Instead, he sat in silent contemplation, carefully organizing his own state, his understanding of the Hundred Weapons Dao Realm, and his strategy for facing that ancient existence.

"Hundred Weapons Dao Lord..." He tapped his fingers unconsciously on his knees, his gaze deep. "This audience might be the first key move for my 'Prodigy' Incarnation to truly jump off the board and become a player."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, auspicious clouds gathered above the Heavenly Blade Peak, and a faint aura of prosperity lingered.

The Peak Master Ren Wuya had changed into a solemn black robe and personally waited outside Blade Absolute Edge's residence. Before long, Blade Absolute Edge stepped out, dressed in simple black clothes with a steady aura.

"Let's go."

Ren Wuya said no more. With a wave of his sleeve, a condensed blade light enveloped them both. In an instant, they soared into the sky, turning into a streak of light and racing toward the "Soldier Tomb"—an ancient place shrouded in endless weapon-evil blood Qi deep within the Hundred Weapons Dao Realm!

The blade light sliced through the sky at extreme speed. Along the way, many Cultivators in the Dao Realm sensed it and looked up. Recognizing the aura of the Peak Master of Heavenly Blade Peak and feeling that undisguised, unique sharp Saber Intent belonging to Blade Absolute Edge, they immediately broke into discussion.

"It's the Peak Master of Heavenly Blade Peak! He's taking 'Young Lord Jue Feng' toward the Soldier Tomb!"

"As expected! Young Lord Jue Feng has successfully completed Foundation Establishment; he's going to have an audience with the Dao Lord Ancestor!"

"Hiss... Foundation Establishment at ten years old and already summoned by the Old Ancestor, this kind of treatment..."

"It seems the Dao Lord Ancestor values this Young Lord more than just a little!"

"..."

Under countless gazes of envy, awe, or complexity, the blade light plunged directly into the churning, dark red clouds of Evil Qi on the outskirts of the Soldier Tomb—clouds that seemed capable of swallowing all light—and vanished.

The moment the blade light entered the dark red clouds of Evil Qi, Blade Absolute Edge felt his whole body tighten, as if passing through a thick, cold curtain of blood. The scene before him changed abruptly!

It was no longer the churning mists seen from the outside, but a vast, silent, and desolate world of slaughter.

The sky was an eternal dark red, without sun, moon, or stars. There were only "clouds" formed by countless phantoms of broken weapons and the wails of twisted war souls, slowly flowing and emitting a resentful Evil Qi that made one's Divine Soul ache.

The earth was an endless wasteland, and what formed this wasteland was not soil or stone, but... countless weapons densely packed into the ground!

Spears stood like forests, sharp swords like grass, giant axes lay scattered, and halberds were thrust diagonally... sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, claws, tridents, staves, lances, clubs, crutches, and meteor hammers... every weapon imaginable in the world, and even many rare ones long lost, could be seen here!

Whether intact or broken, rusted or shining with cold light, they were packed together, stretching all the way to the end of the horizon!

What was even more heart-stopping was that every single one of these weapons was surrounded by varying degrees of spiritual radiance and unyielding Battle Intent!

Even the "weakest" broken sword among them emitted a sharpness and killing Dao Rhyme that far surpassed the Magic Treasures used by Golden Core True Persons in the outside world!

Some halberds as massive as mountains or demonic sabers bound by chains had auras as vast as the sea and were unfathomably deep; the unconsciously emitted pressure alone was enough to make one's mind tremble!

This place was the graveyard of weapons and the final resting place of Battle Intent!

"Eh?"

Blade Absolute Edge suddenly sensed an inexplicable attraction. Looking up, he saw an ancient saber.

The blade's body displayed a chaotic color of dark gold and grey interwoven; the edge shimmered with a cold light that seemed capable of slicing through Karma.

On the hilt, fine patterns were faintly visible, resembling both the remnants of Xu Yuan's shattered Innate Blade Bone and the dao patterns formed by the Indestructible Golden Essence of a Golden Core True Person.

The entire saber emitted an extremely complex aura—it possessed the piercing Saber Intent that could cut through everything, contained some mysterious and unpredictable power of Karma, and carried a sense of unwilling resentment and silent sharpness that had been forcibly smelted together.

This saber was unremarkable in this Tomb of Ten Thousand Weapons, but the moment Blade Absolute Edge saw it, he couldn't help but be dazed for a second, his thoughts seemingly returning to hundreds of years ago.

"So it's here..."