Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 76: We Need to Save the Demon Slayer

“Receive the entry.”

Han Xuanji silently recited in his mind.

Instantly, an indescribable power came from an unknown place.

Every part of his Physical Body was thoroughly cleansed by an invisible clear spring, and his body became lighter than ever before.

Every inch of flesh and blood, every bone, and even every cell seemed to emit a joyful resonance, greedily absorbing the rich Spiritual Qi around him.

“What a truly Immortal Fetus Dao Bone! As expected of the reward from a four-star sign-in location!”

Han Xuanji was ecstatic.

This entry was like a stack within a stack, allowing his Foundation, Comprehension Ability, and affinity with Spiritual Qi to reach an inconceivable Realm.

Han Xuanji once again circulated the Grand Beginning Immortal Formula, no longer distracted, and completely immersed himself in Cultivation.

With the unique environment of this place, the scriptures of the Tribulation Transcendence chapter of the Grand Beginning Immortal Formula flowed through his mind, his Realm quickly stabilized, and his cultivation steadily improved at a speed far exceeding before.

…

Central State, Cangming Sword Palace.

Central State, this was the most powerful state in the Nine Provinces Continent.

Here, Spiritual Qi was abundant, with countless blessed lands, and many ancient Sects and eternal aristocratic families.

And Cangming Sword Palace was one of the top major powers in Central State, with a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Old Ancestor residing within the Sect.

Listening Rain Pavilion.

Outside the window, fine rain fell like silk, moistening the spiritual plants by the window.

Inside, Nangong Wenjian stood silently before an ancient painting.

The painting had no mountains, no water, and no people, but rather crisscrossing ink marks that seemed to have been casually drawn.

However, in the eyes of a Sword Cultivator who had achieved success in the Dao of the Sword, each ink mark contained a different Concept.

This was a “Sword Intent Map” left behind by a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Sword Cultivator, worth a fortune.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

A tall, slender man in a black robe, with a straight posture, walked in.

He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, with a handsome face.

He was none other than Cangming Sword Palace’s Junior Martial Uncle, Baili Jue, a Body Integration Realm Sword Cultivator.

Baili Jue walked to the table, picked up a white jade wine pot, poured a cup of Spirit Wine, took a light sip, and looked at Nangong Wenjian with a smile, saying:

“Nangong boy, it’s been three days, why are you still holding a grudge against me? As long as you nod, there are countless more profound sword manuals in the Sword Palace, and even my Master can personally guide you…”

Nangong Wenjian’s expression was calm and unruffled, but his eyes were as deep and still as a profound pool:

“Is the Cangming Sword Palace’s way of treating guests to force people? I’ve said it before, I have no intention of changing my allegiance.”

Baili Jue shook his head, put down his wine cup, and spoke with regret:

“Your Sword Dao talent is rare in the world. The Heavenly Sword Sect’s meager Legacy cannot support you in reaching higher places. As long as you join the Sword Palace, Master will teach you everything he knows. With your aptitude, surpassing me is not difficult, and achieving Sword Immortal in the future is not an illusion.”

Nangong Wenjian fell silent.

Baili Jue took a step closer, his gaze burning: “Do you know, if you were born in the Sword Palace, you would already be a peerless Prodigy famous throughout the Nine Provinces!”

Nangong Wenjian’s talent was even higher than his.

He truly admired the other party and wanted Nangong Wenjian to avoid detours.

Nangong Wenjian was silent for a moment, then looked at the hazy rain outside the window and suddenly sighed softly:

“What does my talent… even count for?”

“I’ve seen a true Sword Dao Genius; that person’s Sword Dao has already reached the Transcendent Realm, far above mine.”

Nangong Wenjian recalled the finger Han Xuanji had used against him back then.

He still didn’t know how to break it, and even now that he had entered the Returning to Void Realm, he still felt a lingering fear.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

“Haha!”

Ling Xuzi couldn’t help but laugh out loud, with a hint of teasing,

“Boy, are you just making someone up to put me off? I’ve been to Eastern Azure State a few times in my early travels; the Spiritual Qi is thin there, and the Legacy is declining. A Sword Dao Genius stronger than you? Did he just pop out of a rock or something?”

Nangong Wenjian said seriously: “I never lie.”

“Oh? Then who is this person?”

Baili Jue put away his smile, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity.

Nangong Wenjian pondered, saying:

“Have you heard of the Shenxuan Sect’s Demon-Slaying Sword Master?”

“He kills Cultivators of the same Realm with a single sword strike. As soon as he entered Soul Transformation, he could fight three opponents at once. Even a Peak Soul Transformation Cultivator couldn’t last a single exchange against him. He definitely has the ability to kill Returning to Void Realm Cultivators. So many years have passed, and I don’t know what Realm he has grown to, but he should be much stronger than me.”

Baili Jue frowned slightly, quickly searching his memory, but found no impression.

How vast were the Nine Provinces?

The achievements of a Soul Transformation Cultivator were not enough to spread throughout the world.

Baili Jue said proudly: “When I first entered Soul Transformation, many of the top Cultivators of the same Realm perished by my sword. At the Peak Soul Transformation Realm, I also once fought against Returning to Void Realm Cultivators.”

In short, he didn’t believe it!

It was already good enough for a single flood Dragon to emerge from shallow waters; how could a true Dragon suddenly appear?

Nangong Wenjian’s Sword Dao talent was rare in the world.

Someone far surpassing him, what was that?

A Sword Immortal Reincarnation?

Nangong Wenjian looked at the other party’s “you’re too inexperienced” expression, and a thought suddenly stirred in his mind.

“If you don’t believe me, why don’t you come with me? The Demon-Slaying Sword Master’s talent is higher than mine; he should be more in line with your requirements.”

Nangong Wenjian smiled faintly, silently apologizing to Han Xuanji in his heart.

“Alright.”

Baili Jue thought about it.

If this person didn’t exist, it would just be a waste of time.

If he did exist, wouldn’t that be even better?

“But if this person doesn’t exist, you must sincerely join my Cangming Sword Palace, agreed?”

Nangong Wenjian nodded without hesitation:

“Good.”

“It’s a deal.”

Baili Jue’s eyes flashed with brilliant light, and he crossed his arms over his chest:

“I want to see what kind of divine being this ‘peerless Genius’ is, whom you praise so highly and feel inferior to!”

Seeing Baili Jue take the bait, Nangong Wenjian changed the subject, his tone tinged with worry:

“However… I heard that the Heavenly Demon Sect in North Underworld State is preparing for war, intending to sweep through and flatten the Shenxuan Sect. And the Demon-Slaying Sword Master, as a Disciple of the Shenxuan Sect, will not sit idly by. The Demonic Path acts ruthlessly and mercilessly, and they don’t care about Geniuses or not. If he really is within the Shenxuan Sect, facing those fierce Devil Heads… I’m afraid he’s in grave danger! At that time, wouldn’t your Cangming Sword Palace lose a peerless talent?”

A hint of imperceptible cunning flashed in Nangong Wenjian’s eyes.

“This…”

Baili Jue’s brows immediately furrowed upon hearing this.

Though arrogant, he was not unreasonable.

The major powers in Central State already had an unspoken agreement not to easily interfere in conflicts in other states, especially sensitive matters like large-scale wars between two Sects.

Although the Heavenly Demon Sect was once a Sect that everyone denounced, it was because of the lineage problem of the Heavenly Demon Sect’s first Sect Master, who tried to bring the Demon Race into the world.

Of course, they had to be eradicated with full force.

But later, the Heavenly Demon Sect became much more well-behaved, only following the Demonic Path.

In this case, although the righteous and Demonic Paths were irreconcilable, it would not reach the point where everyone denounced them, and even some Demonic Path Sects would join in to act as righteous crusaders.

“If it’s truly as you say… then we certainly cannot stand by and watch this peerless Prodigy perish at the hands of Demonic Path Cultivators.”

Baili Jue pondered, his face showing difficulty.

“However, with my ability, it’s also very difficult to resist the might of the Heavenly Demon Sect.”

Upon hearing this, the light that had just risen in Nangong Wenjian’s eyes dimmed again.

Still can’t do it, huh?

The next second.

Baili Jue patted Nangong Wenjian’s shoulder and said:

“Don’t worry, I will inform my Master. If that Old Ancestor is willing to act, saving one person will still be easy.”

“That’s good too.”

Nangong Wenjian nodded, silently apologizing to Han Xuanji in his heart.

He couldn’t bear to see a Genius like Han Xuanji die; otherwise, how lonely would his Sword Dao path be?

And Baili Jue acted quickly.

With a movement of his figure, he arrived at a Forbidden Land of the Cangming Sword Palace.

“Master, we need to save a peerless Genius!”

…

At this moment, within the Immortal Abode, in the Azure Dragon Hall.

Han Xuanji was completely unaware that he had been described as a “peerless Sword Dao Genius” who required a Tribulation Transcendence Realm big shot to personally protect him.

The Qi around him became increasingly calm, and his Tribulation Transcendence Realm first layer was completely stabilized.

The Dao Concept in the Azure Dragon Hall was rich, and he had signed in for many good things these days.

Among them were many Advanced Magic Treasures, Advanced Spirit Pills, and a large number of Top-Grade Spirit Stones.

Han Xuanji felt that his possessions should be richer than many large Sects.

Even so, the resources he consumed for each Cultivation session were quite extravagant.

“System, sign in.”

Han Xuanji silently recited in his mind, completing his daily check-in.

“Congratulations to the host for successfully signing in at the Azure Dragon Hall, obtaining the Purple Cloud Treasure Pill.”