Supreme Emperor of Swords-Novel

Chapter 254 Erudition Is Also a Sin

Even the little girl, Xue’er, also noticed the heavy atmosphere, and with big eyes like crystal grapes, she stared at Ding Hao without a single wink.

Gao Lin lifted his white eyebrows with a glimpse of expectation in his eyes. In his opinion, With One Sword to Begin Journey, the chivalrous hero, who had an outstanding temperament, must have been born in a big family or a great sect. If he was willing to send a message to invite some strong men to help, this issue would be much simpler.

“According to the previous words by the bald guy, it takes at least ten days to deliver news to the Black Dragon Village from here. After ten days, the Black Dragon Village will take some action. That is to say, we have ten days to prepare.” Ding Hao no longer put pressure on everyone, and he said with a smile, “Ten days are enough, but the premise is that you, all elder brothers should cooperate with me.”

“Brother Qicheng, just tell us what to do, and we all listen to you.”

“Yes. Come on. The Valley Village must fight to the end this time.”

All people, including the village chief Gao Lin, patted their chests to express their attitude.

After all, these people had already lived under this law of the jungle for years, so they were more familiar with the survival rules of the world than Ding Hao. They struggled and survived in such a wilderness. After a long time, they had an innate tough and wild character. Such a character would be reflected when they were forced to a dead end.

“That’s it.” Ding Hao finished the last soup before him and smiled. He said, “What I want you to do is actually very simple.”

...

Looking at Ding Hao’s back towards the stone tower, the village chief, Gao Feng’s face showed a strange look.

“What we are going to do are actually these things?” Gao Lin completely wondered why Ding Hao would arrange such a simple matter and asked him and the others to do it.

“Can we believe this boy?” Another elder in his fifties had a confused look. He continued, “Did he come here for the legendary thing?”

Gao Lin in his seventies touched his white long beard and nodded surely. He replied, “I don’t know why, but my eyes tell me that this boy is trustworthy. He should not know the existence of that thing, just like Guo Nu. For many years, among the poor Gao clan, there have never been any real geniuses. We can’t wait any longer. Oh, if it weren’t for Guo Nu’s lack of talent, I would have already told him about the secret. Now this young man is fully in line with the conditions set by the ancestors...”

With a weird look on Gao Feng’s face, he said, “Elder, have you really made a decision?”

“Not yet.” Gao Lin shook his head and said, “I have to wait and see, wait and see...”

...

After returning to the stone building, Ding Hao stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the ice and snow world in the distance; he was quickly making plans.

“I am going to ask the devil cat to lead the black knights to go out and hunt wild beasts and low-level demons, temporarily alleviating the food crisis in the village. What do you think?” Ding Hao asked the two old monsters in his mind.

“The little devil is competent. Even if it meets strong ones with primordial level, it can still survive.” The Sword Master said casually, “Those black knights are good-for-nothings. They would be killed if they run into powerful ominous beasts, and they deserve it. But what I want to say is that you really shouldn’t have come to this small place as a guarding warrior. Don’t mention your time wasted, you’re delaying your cultivation. You have to know that you only have less than three years now and your rival is the monster, Mu Tianyang.”

“The warrior holds the sword and sabre in his hand, and he must have faith in his mind. He does not seek to be vigorous, but it is worthy of your conscience. One who does not violate his conscience has discerning thought.” Ding Hao assumed a posture and said those words. He was not a saint, but before Guo Nu died, Guo Nu entrusted this small village to him. As a friend, he had to try his best to keep his promise.

“What is your belief? First under the Heavens? The great devil? Or the guarding god of the human tribe?” The Sword Master responded by asking in a scuffing tone.

“I haven’t thought about it yet.” Ding Hao was suddenly asked so that he felt a little dazed.

Looking back at the time two months ago, when he came to the world, his goal at the beginning was to find his missing sister. For such a purpose, he joined the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect to improve his strength and fight for the fate of the weak. Then he involved himself in this complicated world alone; he involuntarily made various troubles and now he should seize every minute and second to cultivate.

He hadn’t thought about what to do after he found his sister.

However, Guo Nu’s death and the picture of the human tribe’s struggle on this cold land gave Ding Hao some shock and inspiration.

“Don’t say that, let’s think about the current situation.” Ding Hao rubbed his forehead and said, “You’ve heard what the bald man said just now. Is there any way to attack the trouble coming from the Blood Dragon Village? Especially the second chief of the village, since he is an inscriptionist. We should take him seriously.”

“Haha, what an inscriptionist! The true inscriptionist should be respectful to heaven and earth with sincerity. How can he be a bandit who terrorizes villages? And in other words, with the respect shown by sects to the inscriptionists, that fucking Ghost Counselor didn’t have to be a bandit if he really had superb techniques.” The Sword Master was very disdainful of the second chief of the Blood Dragon Village; such a person seemed to have tarnished the glory of an inscriptionist. “Do not worry! From today on, I will teach you the true Way of Inscriptions, and ensure that you can easily crush that shit Ghost Counselor within ten days.”

“Well, calculating the time, little Ding should understand the inscriptions. When his cultivation reaches the deep realm, refining instruments, inscriptions and the Way of Pills are the great way and techniques that can compete with the martial arts in the same way. Little Ding has the combined body of sword and sabre. If you conduct your cultivation in four ways simultaneously, they would complement each other. After three years, you can compete with Mu Tianyang, who has the sacred blood in his body.” Speaking of Ding Hao’s cultivation road, the Sabre Master became serious.

Originally, these two old monsters were still uncertain. They worried that Ding Hao cultivated refining pills, instruments, martial arts and inscriptions at the same time; he should not bite more than he could chew. But, after witnessing the enchanting talents that Ding Hao showed during that time, they made a final decision.

In the past ten days, they had secretly discussed it many times and finally reached an agreement on how to teach Ding Hao.

“Inscriptions? I am also looking forward to it. I can finally start practicing them? That is great.” Ding Hao was overjoyed; among the four ways—the Way of Pills, martial arts, inscriptions and refining instruments—it was inscriptions that he had yet to practice. However, the Sword Master had promised to teach him the inscriptions right then.

“We’ll start tonight.” The Sword Master grinned, with a little sly smile. He added, “I have too many things in my mind, so I have to sort them out. How can I teach you from the shallower to the deeper? I don’t know how to teach such a beginner well, a person who had no idea of inscriptions... Well, I never thought that erudition was a sin.”