Peerless Sword Saint Checks In Secretly For 3000 Years

Chapter 2: Sharp Blade, Sharp Eyes

Shen Changge’s pupils constricted slightly.

In an instant, a range of information appeared in his mind, opening up for him as if flipping to a magnificent new chapter. It was a brand-new door leading him towards the way of the sword.

Empyrean Sword Manual?

Riding Sword Section...

Shen Changge as though he was dreaming.

One must know that a hundred years ago, the Empyrean Sword Sect had already fallen into a state where they had to retire from the front stage of the world. The Sect Lord back then seemed to possess only the incomplete volume of the Empyrean Sword Manual: Riding Sword Section.

However, the incomplete volume was still able to keep the Empyrean Sword Sect standing in the midst of a plethora of mad culling by the sect’s enemies!

It was still remembered that the Empyrean Sword Manual: Riding Sword Section back then represented the pinnacle of combat artistry of the world of cultivation’s 3000 years of history!

It seemed that up until now, the old geezer only had a tiny section of the sword manual, and he was protecting it the same way he would protect his manhood. Shen Changge had also showcased his interest in the manual, but the old geezer just wouldn’t give it to him. He said that Shen Changge’s talent was mediocre and that he could not bear the cumbersome scriptures of the Empyrean Sword Manual. Recklessly practicing in it would only result in him going insane, just like his third senior brother.

Bull crap!

My talent level is unparalleled! That geezer is definitely lying to me!

But now...

He had obtained the entire Riding Sword Section!

Oh.

The Riding Sword Section, and in fact all three volumes of this manual, was not categorized into first, second, and third levels.

All three volumes of the Empyrean Sword Manual could be cultivated at the same time.

This was related to the system of Sword Art.

Sword Art was divided into three styles.

Riding Sword, Styling Sword, and Assaulting Sword.

These three sword styles, when combined with blades of differing nature, would yield three different functions.

Riding Sword enabled one to maneuver across great distances.

Styling Sword enabled the performance of unique moves.

Assaulting Sword imbued one with the power to kill.

Generally speaking, Riding Sword was gentle and elegant. Styling Sword was moderate and benign, yet not deprived of destructive power. Assaulting Sword emphasized the intent to kill and was generally used to perform Assaulting Art and deliver great explosive attacks.

Hence, in the past, Sword Cultivators had to carry three different swords with them when they roamed around the world of cultivation.

And now, Shen Changge had actually acquired the complete version of Empyrean Sword Manual: Riding Sword Section!

It was definitely the complete version!

This...

Unique location...

Currently, he was standing right in front of the Sword Lord statue. In the past, the Sword Lord of the Empyrean Sword Sect, Hun Tianyang, had written the Empyrean Sword Manual... Shen Changge then checked in at this spot and acquired the Riding Sword Section of the Empyrean Sword Manual...

For a moment, Shen Changge seemed to have gained a vivid understanding.

A Check-in System...

This means that if I check-in at a unique location, I will get an item that has something to do with that particular location!

He could not contain his excitement.

My time has come!

At that moment, Zhang Sanjian, who had initially been gasping for air, gradually calmed down. Looking at Shen Changge standing beneath the Sword Lord statue and seeing that the boy had actually not come back to argue with him, he felt a little strange.

This kid.

Has he really lost all hope?

Zhang Sanjian sighed. He was a little worried.

Repeatedly unleashing his aura was something that could not be helped. He had to give these children hope. No one knew which between dawn or death would arrive first, and what he could do was to preserve the hope in these children, so that they could live on amidst the dark fog of despair.

Besides, this dark fog...

Was extremely unique.

Upon entering the fog, one would be attacked by the demons within. By slaughtering that demon, the dark fog would dissipate wherever the demon’s blood had splattered!

It was just like discovering a new area in a video game.

He nearly got himself killed to free up this side sect of the Empyrean Sword Sect, which was originally left with only its training ground, and turn it into what it was now.

However...

The demons were really terrifying.

Besides, because of the overall situation in the Empyrean Sword Domain, no one knew what areas were not shrouded in the dark mist or how many sects had been plunged into darkness, captured by demons...

Though Zhang Sanjian’s eldest disciple was a good-for-nothing, no matter what he was still his chief disciple. Besides, after they had been together for so long, Zhang Sanjian simply could not bear to leave him like that.

Compelled by compassion, he stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to comfort Shen Changge.

But as a result, Shen Changge’s shoulders quivered, shaking Sanjian’s hand off. He turned around with his head lifted, back straightened, and eyes glistening.

Zhang Sanjian was stunned. What a set of rebellious, arrogant, and disdainful eyes!

Why would such a mood be reflected in his eyes?!

He was a good-for-nothing at the peak of the Revelation stage...

...

Zhang Sanjian felt that, at that moment, his eldest disciple seemed to have undergone a slight change. What was going on with those disdainful eyes?!

“Don’t touch me.”

Shen Changge looked at him indifferently, and after he muttered something along the lines of “sharp blade, sharp eyes,” he strode away with rebellion and unruliness on his countenance.

Shen Changge left behind the dumbfounded Zhang Sanjian.

“This brat... is he having a stroke?”

...

“Both parents dead, no possessions at all, awakened to a system, incredibly intelligent; absolutely an SSR grade traverser pack. Is it that no one can stop my uprising anymore?”

Shen Changge stood above the Empyrean Peak all by himself.

His eyes were as sharp as they had been when he first became the chief disciple three years ago. They looked as though they were capable of piercing the clouds!

He had a face with a distinct outline, piercing-sharp brows and eyes, a tall and pointy nose bridge, powerful, yet smeared with a tinge of elegance. Shen Changge’s appearance was extremely handsome.

Standing at this location, one could overlook the entire Empyrean Sword Sect.

...

After Zhang Sanjian’s continuous efforts, at this point in time, the Empyrean Sword Sect finally had a small, crappy training ground and the Empyrean Peak for itself. On top of that, houses meant for disciples had also been built on a once deserted open space.

There were almost a hundred disciples.

The Empyrean Sword Sect used to have many famous relics, but now they were all buried underneath the scalp-numbing dark fog.

Shen Changge looked down at them and compassion showed in his eyes.

Should I save them?

These trivial beings.

“Senior Brother has gone crazy again...”

“This is strange. After he beat up our junior brother, it has been a while since he went up there to do whatever he’s doing. What’s going on with him today? Does senior brother feel the same way he had back then?”

The disciples of the Empyrean Sword Sect could not help but utter their questions one after another.

...

“Let’s begin,” Shen Changge said in a low guttural voice as he sat cross-legged on the lone peak.

“My journey in the way of the sword is about to begin.

“I will become the last standing Sword Saint in the Age of the Dark Mist.

“Standing above my blade, I will soar between the edge of this very realm as the one and only Sword Saint!”

Suddenly.

Shen Changge screamed and passed out.

“Did senior brother just pass out?”

“Maybe he was moved by his own speech? Senior brother has been a little crazy recently. He’ll be fine.”

The disciples were used to it.

Their senior brother was a little crazy up there, just like their master. They were literally carved out of the same exact mold.

About an hour later, Shen Changge slowly opened his eyes.

The dignified chief disciple of the sword sect had fainted for a whole hour while seated on the lone peak. He had done so under the eyes of almost a hundred people, and no one cared about him.

Shen Changge looked down at everyone resentfully.

“A bunch of puny ants.

“All of you will be better off dead.”

He had indeed obtained the Empyrean Sword Manual.

However...

It was too f*cking complicated and cumbersome!

Its contents were as wide as the boundless ocean, obscure and immensely difficult to understand!

I...

I can’t understand this at all!

Is that old geezer right about me?

Is it that with my talent level, I cannot cultivate in the ways of the Empyrean Sword Manual at all? Is it true that the old geezer is unwilling to give me even the incomplete manual because he’s afraid that I’ll be driven into insanity?

This is f*ckin...!

This was like sh*t coming out when you farted and having no toilet paper on hand...

Such misery...

It’s just like knowing that the treasure is hidden right at the end of that deep and moist tunnel, but as I go in and out and in and out, I realized that I’m lacking in length...

F*ck this!

How can this be!?

What should I do now?

Has my Check-in System gone to waste just like this?

Has my VIP Experience Card... expired so quickly?

“Senior brother, are you alright?” At that moment, a respectful junior brother of his had run up anxiously.

Somebody told him that his senior brother had fainted on the peak!

Hearing the news, he laid down his work immediately and rushed over!

But...

Why was senior brother awake?

Who was the one spreading those false rumors?

He was happy for nothing.

The junior brother’s face was not looking too good.

Shen Changge shook his head and said in a very humble tone, “I’m fine. I’m just a little too tired lately. You don’t have to worry about... Uhm, are you very unhappy or something...?”