Daily Intelligence: Start by Obtaining the Sword Saint's Legacy

11: Where did you get this sword case from?After bowing three times, Chen Xian almost did a wealth-bringing dance before leaving.

But Da Huang dashed inside in a puff of smoke, and Chen Xian followed him in.

”A Saint’s tomb should be considered an immortal’s tomb, right?”

”Why does it look so shabby?”

”Or did some robbers visit it before?”

Chen Xian looked at the tomb with some disdain.

Inside, there was almost nothing except for a coffin.

This is a bit too shabby, isn’t it?

Standing in front of the coffin.

Da Huang let out a few barks.

”Da Huang, stop barking. You think you can wake him up or something!”

Now he was even doubting if the coffin itself was empty.

But just then, the coffin let out a loud bang.

Immediately after, a phantom figure slowly appeared above the coffin.

Chen Xian’s eyes widened, his face full of confusion.

Holy crap, did it really wake him up?

When the phantom appeared before Chen Xian, it was also stunned.

”You are... my successor?”

Chen Xian: ”...”

”No, Old Pei, did you forget me so quickly?”

Pei Xingzhi laughed and said, ”I am a Remnant Soul left behind by the Primordial Spirit before it went to the Thirty-Third Heaven! I don’t know what happened to the Primordial Spirit after it went there!”

Hearing this, Chen Xian suddenly understood.

Having reached the Saint Realm, leaving behind a few Remnant Souls was as easy as could be. It seemed this cheap Revered Master of his also knew that challenging the Saints in the Thirty-Third Heaven was a perilous endeavor.

Thus, he had prepared a tomb for himself here in advance!

”Tell me what I don’t know!”

Hearing this, Chen Xian didn’t hide anything and poured out everything he knew.

However, he didn’t know much either.

After he finished, the phantom sighed.

”I knew ’I’ wouldn’t be someone who gives up easily. Challenging the Saints of the Thirty-Third Heaven and cutting all the way to the Twenty-second Heaven! Hahahaha, as expected of this old man!”

Seeing his incoherent rambling, Chen Xian’s face darkened with frustration.

One was the Pei Xingzhi of the past, and the other was the Pei Xingzhi after death.

Although from different times, their personalities were almost identical—both a bit eccentric.

”Ahem, Senior, stop laughing for a moment. Do you have any treasures here? I’m your successor, so don’t hold back. You can’t take them with you when you’re dead anyway; giving them to me would let them serve some purpose!”

At this point, Chen Xian was just one step away from reaching out and demanding them.

Because he knew that if he were subtle, it would only make Pei Xingzhi feel awkward.

Better to get straight to the point.

Sure enough, Pei Xingzhi burst into laughter upon hearing this.

”As expected of the successor I chose, you’re certainly thick-skinned.”

Chen Xian: ”...”

”Of course there are treasures, but first, kneel!”

”Kneel?”

”You inherited my Fearless Sword Dao and Invincible Sword Body. Does this old man not deserve to be your Revered Master? Can I not receive a single kowtow from you?”

Hearing this, Chen Xian knelt on the ground with a thud.

Indeed, to him, Pei Xingzhi’s kindness was like giving him a second life.

If he didn’t have that hundred-year goal...

...he would probably offer three sticks of incense to him every day.

”Revered Master above, please accept your Disciple’s bow!”

The phantom was very pleased with these words.

”To think that I, Pei Xingzhi, expected an ill-fated end and vowed never to take a Disciple, yet I ended up taking one after I died. Hahahaha, fate truly plays tricks on people!”

Chen Xian: ”...”

Wait, Revered Master, did you ever consider that I might also meet an ill-fated end?

”Right, you said earlier that ’I’ want you to cut down all the Saints in the Thirty-Third Heaven in a hundred years?”

Chen Xian nodded repeatedly.

”Otherwise, I’ll meet a grizzly end. Revered Master, I’m your only Disciple, you have to show some mercy!”

”You want to tamper with Karma?”

Chen Xian hesitated.

”Can I?”

”Of course you can’t! How can Karma be tampered with so easily? Even we Saints must have a heart of reverence when facing Karma!”

”Since you inherited my Cause, you must naturally bear my Effect!”

Chen Xian sighed, resigned to his fate.

Greed is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. When he first inherited the Cause, he only wanted to survive, but now? He didn’t want to die after just a hundred years!

”Then Revered Master, can you extend the deadline a bit? A hundred years is too short. How about lending me another five hundred?”

The phantom gave a cold sneer.

”Kid, do you think Karma belongs to my family, that I can change it whenever I want?”

”It’s not that your Disciple is afraid of hardship, it’s just that at this pace, I won’t even reach the Saint Realm in five hundred years!”

The phantom glanced at Chen Xian.

”Only at the Qi Refining Second Layer? Have you even been cultivating properly, kid?”

Chen Xian said speechlessly, ”Revered Master, I only stepped onto the path of cultivation a few days ago!”

”That’s true. Back then, I broke through a Realm every day. In less than a month, I reached the Nascent Soul!”

Chen Xian: ”...”

If your talent was that terrifying, then cutting down the Saints of the Thirty-Third Heaven doesn’t seem impossible after all!

”Have you even been trying, kid?”

”Your Disciple has been trying hard!”

Pei Xingzhi sighed.

”It’s still not enough! Here, your teacher will pass on a Restriction to you that can quickly boost your cultivation!”

Chen Xian’s eyes lit up upon hearing this.

Could it be some kind of shortcut?

He nodded like a woodpecker.

”Revered Master, quickly pass it to me!”

Pei Xingzhi formed hand seals and chanted an incantation.

A circular mark appeared on Chen Xian’s wrist.

”Revered Master, what kind of method is this? Will I be able to do twice the work with half the effort?”

At that moment, Pei Xingzhi revealed a sinister smile.

”Of course! This Curse Seal will stay on you. If your cultivation doesn’t improve within ten days, it will spread throughout your body, making you unable to live and unable to die!”

Chen Xian: ”What the hell? Revered Master, are you trying to kill me?”

”This is just a way to motivate you! That way, even if you fail to fulfill your promise in a hundred years, your endurance will be higher when you suffer the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing your heart every day!”

Chen Xian slumped onto the ground.

My oh my, what a thoughtful Revered Master.

You’re just terrified that I might actually survive!

”Of course, besides this, your teacher has something else to pass on to you!”

”No way!”

Chen Xian crossed his arms in an X!

”Revered Master, I’ve suddenly realized that the hundred-year goal is actually achievable. I don’t want to be played to death by you before then!”

”Tsk, I was going to say there are three of my personal swords inside the coffin, but since you don’t want them, forget it!”

”I want them! I want them!”

Chen Xian was incredibly excited.

Finally, some good stuff.

Seeing how quickly Chen Xian changed his tune, Pei Xingzhi couldn’t help but laugh.

”You little rascal!”

He flicked his finger.

From within the coffin, three swords flew out.

They hovered in the air before Chen Xian.

Chen Xian’s eyes lit up when he saw these three swords.

What fine swords!

But at that moment, the sword casket on his back began to tremble.

It seemed even more excited than Chen Xian.

Seeing this, Pei Xingzhi reached out his hand.

The sword casket on Chen Xian’s back landed in front of him.

”Where did this sword casket come from?”