Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Chapter 166: Chapter 167: Observing Martial Arts at the Stone Wall

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

True Martial Sect.

”Senior Brother Ye!” ”Greetings, Senior Brother Ye!”

Wherever Ye Qingchen and his entourage passed, the disciples of the True Martial Sect would all put down what they were doing and respectfully call out to the young man. Those who didn’t know would quietly ask those beside them, ”Senior Brother Ye? Which Senior Brother Ye?”

Someone nearby immediately explained, ”The one from the Sword Fighting Conference!”

Upon hearing this, the disciple immediately showed utmost respect.

Even Kong Shun, Qin Wentian, and several others who followed behind Ye Qingchen and were not well-known, also benefited from the aura of reverence.

After the Sword Fighting Conference, Ye Qingchen had already received the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill and a Profound Tier Top-Grade Martial Technique. As for today, they came specially for the Black Tortoise Pavilion!

”What a grand sect!”

Ye Qing stared wide-eyed, her face full of astonishment as she looked at the True Martial Sect.

Jade Mansion Immortal Residence, Lingshan’s Mysterious Spring.

Indeed.

It must be said, this is an excellent place for cultivation.

Hong Man couldn’t help but exclaim:

”No wonder the disciples under the True Martial Sect have such high cultivation levels. With such dense Spiritual Qi, their cultivation is at least thirty to forty percent faster than ordinary people...”

Even Jiang Churan nodded repeatedly.

”Hmph, before the fall of Taotian Palace, it was far more vast than this True Martial Sect.” Qin Wentian snorted coldly, ”It even had more than ten Earth Tier Top-Grade Martial Techniques!”

”How did Taotian Palace fall to such a state?” Ye Qing couldn’t help but ask.

Qin Wentian’s expression darkened.

Even Kong Shun said nothing further.

Ye Qingchen looked at their expressions and shook his head secretly. He recalled once when Qin Wentian, intoxicated, accidentally revealed that Taotian Palace had offended a powerful entity and was wiped out overnight. Whenever he asked for more details, the two always chose to remain silent.

But one thing is certain.

The entity that destroyed Taotian Palace must be even more terrifying than the Blood Rain Tower.

”If Taotian Palace hadn’t been destroyed, what a sight it would have been!”

Jiang Churan sighed deeply.

Indeed!

Everyone nodded repeatedly. It was said that at its peak, Taotian Palace’s strength was even comparable to the combined might of the eight major sects. It must have been far stronger than this True Martial Sect!

”Actually, Taotian Palace was not destroyed!” At this time, Kong Shun suddenly spoke, and under the surprised and doubtful gazes of the crowd, he spoke meaningfully, ”If one day you reach a higher realm, perhaps you may see the true Taotian Palace!”

”The true Taotian Palace?”

Ye Qingchen and the others exchanged glances, seeing the doubt reflected in each other’s eyes.

Could there be hidden secrets behind this?

But seeing that Kong Shun and Qin Wentian were unwilling to say more, everyone could only suppress their inner confusion.

A moment later.

The group arrived in front of the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

The sight was indeed mesmerizing.

This pavilion was incredibly miraculous.

The nine-corner tower design, with each layer of eaves, seemed like a phoenix spreading its wings in flight. Innumerable transparent runes revolved around the tower like butterflies, adding to its mystery.

Before Ye Qingchen could scrutinize the Black Tortoise Pavilion, a one-eyed elder had already stopped them in their tracks.

”Restricted area of the True Martial Sect, no idlers allowed!”

”I am Ye Qingchen, here at the Black Tortoise Pavilion to learn martial techniques!”

Ye Qingchen produced a token.

”So it’s true!”

The one-eyed elder, upon hearing this, examined the token, and studied Ye Qingchen with great curiosity, seemingly surprised by his youth. After a moment, he nodded and said:

”You may enter the Black Tortoise Pavilion, but others are not permitted!”

”In that case, we’ll wait for you outside,” Qin Wentian acknowledged, aware that the Black Tortoise Pavilion was the cornerstone of the True Martial Sect. Had it not been for Ye Qingchen’s meteoric rise, replacing Shen Ming.

The True Martial Sect would never be generous enough to open it to outsiders, let alone allow them in.

”Alright!”

Ye Qingchen nodded.

”You follow me!”

The one-eyed elder collected the token and led the way into the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

Ye Qingchen quickly followed.

At this moment.

At the top of the Black Tortoise Pavilion, stood two elders. One was skeletal, extremely frail, as if a mere breeze could topple him. The other, though short like a dwarf, was robust and muscular.

When they saw Ye Qingchen, they couldn’t help but frown.

”Isn’t it Shen Ming? Why is it this kid?” the short elder spoke, his voice booming like a bell.

”He surpassed Shen Ming, defeated Mu Qianshan!” the other emaciated elder replied, indignant. ”The Sect Leader had planned for Shen Ming to enter the Black Tortoise Pavilion, but this kid took advantage instead.”

Although the Black Tortoise Pavilion belonged to the True Martial Sect, even the sect couldn’t open it at will. Each time it opened, it required the complete effort of three Profound Pill Realm experts, who then needed at least six months to recover.

And yet, the three elders couldn’t merely stand guard without doing anything else, so the Black Tortoise Pavilion opened once every three years. Even the True Martial Sect Leader had only entered it four times over the years,

The short elder paused in thought, then sneered, ”Forget it, he can only enter the Black Tortoise Pavilion this once! No matter how high his comprehension, he can’t master the martial techniques on the slate!”

While the two discussed.

Ye Qingchen had already stepped onto the top floor.

The top floor of the Black Tortoise Pavilion was even more mystical, dominated by a dark green stone door.

This stone door couldn’t be opened by a single person.

There’s also a rule in the True Martial Sect that it requires the consent of three elders, working together, to open this stone door.

”Boom!”

With the sound of machinery starting up.

The stone door opened.

Ye Qingchen immediately stepped inside, finding himself in an expansive room, empty except for a prominent stone wall. The stone wall was engraved with intricate and profound patterns, some parts missing, the designs blurred and unclear.

Could this stone slate be the so-called Earth Tier Martial Technique?

He frowned.

Scrutinizing the stone slate intently.

He could sense that the patterns on this stone wall held a unique sense of meaning.

While Ye Qingchen was puzzling over it, the one-eyed elder beside him slowly began to speak: ”Ye Qingchen, in a moment we will activate the slate, it can only be sustained for thirty breaths time at most, how much you can comprehend will depend on your fortune!”

Only thirty breaths?

Ye Qingchen was taken aback, a feeling of urgency surged up within him.

The one-eyed elder, short elder, and emaciated elder, forming a trinity array, stood before the stone wall.

Boom!

In an instant.

Their auras erupted simultaneously, and though these three elders appeared unremarkable, they all possessed the cultivation of the Profound Pill Realm.

Witnessing the infusion of three vast streams of True Qi into the stone wall simultaneously.

The stone wall suddenly emitted a heaven-shocking light.

Amidst the light, the patterns on the slate came alive before Ye Qingchen’s eyes, countless lines resembling swimming fish, slowly emerged from the slate, composing an astonishing scene.

Within this mystical image, there was a cyan figure, standing with hands behind his back, proudly hovering in the void.

This cyan figure, as it turned out, was dressed as a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

As Ye Qingchen gazed upon it.

It lowered the hands that were previously behind its back, reaching out to the void, where a cyan longsword appeared directly in its grasp.

At that moment.

The long hair of the cyan figure, danced without wind, its entire aura surged immensely, as if it were a divine sword unsheathed, radiating brilliance, arrogant and unmatched!

With the sword in hand, the world is under my command!