Chapter 111 – Heavenly Sword Art


“What’s the matter? Realizing you’re scared now?” Taoist Violet Sola chuckled with a hint of smugness.

“Scared? Me? What a joke!” Oliver Sheng retorted defiantly.

“Still so stubborn.”

Seeing Oliver’s unyielding attitude, Taoist Violet Sola thought he was truly ignorant.

“Kid, since you bought me a drink, I’ll tell you what a Dao Tool really is.”

“Eagerly awaiting!” Oliver raised his wine bowl in a toast to the old Taoist.

“A Dao Tool is a magic tool crafted by the supreme masters of Daoism, refined over countless years. Only those who have reached the Ascending to Immortality Realm can create such artifacts.”

“Ascending to Immortality Realm?”

Oliver wasn’t very familiar with Daoism. The most well-known figures were the Yang Spirit Realms, who lived for a thousand years, witnessing the rise and fall of dynasties, and were revered as True Immortals on land.

“The Ascending to Immortality Realm is the true immortal realm sought by Daoists. Once you step into this realm, you achieve eternal life, never aging or dying, residing high in the nine heavens.”

“The magic tools crafted by such powerful beings are considered Immortal Tools. The Kunlun Seal, crafted by the ancestor of the Kunlun Daoist Sect, is such a Dao Tool, capable of suppressing the fortune of an entire sect.”

“You might not have a concept of Ascending to Immortality powerhouses. They are akin to Martial Emperors among martial cultivators. According to records, it’s been nearly three thousand years since a Martial Emperor last appeared.”

“Such supreme beings can control the elements, move mountains, and fill seas. The Daoist weapons and sacred artifacts they leave behind are extremely rare.”

“If that Tianquan old Taoist brings the Kunlun Seal, even Yang Spirit Realm True Immortals would retreat. Now do you understand how terrifying a Dao Tool is?” Taoist Violet Sola’s eyes seemed to say, “Are you scared yet?”

Oliver felt a chill down his spine and his scalp tingled. Damn it, this was like bringing a nuclear weapon to fight a monkey.

All because of that damn fox demon, Isla Su. She was really going to get him killed.

If he ever caught her, he’d make sure to ravage her a hundred times!

No, a thousand times, not one less.

How dare she get him involved with such a terrifying enemy.

“Dare I ask, what is the Dao Tool of your Heavenly Sect?” Oliver asked curiously.

“You little rascal, not easily swayed, are you?” Taoist Violet Sola was so angry he nearly spat out his drink.

He had thought Oliver would beg for help, plead to join the Heavenly Sect, and hide under its protection, making it easy to retrieve the Golden Book recording the Visualize of Gods and Demons.

Who would have thought Oliver’s mind worked so strangely, focusing on the Heavenly Sect’s Dao Tool instead.

“Could it be? The Heavenly Sect doesn’t have a Dao Tool?!” Oliver raised an eyebrow.

“No need for bluffing strategies. Of course, my Heavenly Sect has a Dao Tool. Our Tower of Babel suppresses everything,” Taoist Violet Sola said proudly.

Oliver’s understanding of this world deepened.

He used to think these major Daoist sects were strong, but now he realized they were even stronger than he had imagined.

It seemed that as his cultivation improved, his reverence for this world had gradually diminished, and he had become more ostentatious.

In simple terms, he had gotten a bit cocky with his newfound strength.

If the Kunlun Daoist Sect was truly as powerful as Taoist Violet Sola claimed, bringing a Dao Tool, he might really be unable to contend with them.

A sense of urgency and crisis rose in Oliver’s heart, making him eager to improve his strength.

Only by being strong enough could he fear nothing.

Seeing Oliver fall silent, Taoist Violet Sola felt smug. The kid must have been intimidated by him.

“So, kid, have you thought about joining my Heavenly Sect? Once you join, that Tianquan old Taoist wouldn’t dare touch you,” Taoist Violet Sola said with a smile.

Oliver glanced at the sloppy old Taoist, who was grinning slyly.

“Nope, never considered it. I don’t want to be a Taoist. I still want to marry and have children, lots of wives and concubines,” Oliver said.

“Poof!”

Taoist Violet Sola spat wine all over Wang Zhan, who looked bewildered. Who was he? Where was he?

He was just trying to be inconspicuous and have a drink, how did he end up getting drenched?

“You stubborn rock, truly incorrigible. Aren’t you afraid of the Kunlun Daoist Sect causing you trouble?” Taoist Violet Sola was exasperated.

He had said so much, hoping to plant the idea of joining the Heavenly Sect in Oliver’s mind.

Who would have thought Oliver was like a stubborn monkey, not following his script at all.

“Not afraid!” Oliver shook his head.

“Why not?”

“Just not afraid!”

At worst, he’d go fight the Barbarians or the Huns, wielding his war blade until it smoked.

He’d directly elevate his cultivation to the Martial Saint Realm, then what would he have to fear from the Kunlun Daoist Sect?

Don’t mess with a man with cheats, Dragon Ao Tian is not someone mere mortals can understand!

“You…”

Taoist Violet Sola was left speechless by Oliver. Was this guy really fearless or just pretending?

“You just want to get the Golden Book for free, going around in circles,” Oliver looked at Taoist Violet Sola. He wasn’t a simple fool.

“Uh…”

Taoist Violet Sola looked at the handsome young man before him, surprised at his cunning. It seemed he was quite crafty, not easy to fool.

“If you want the Golden Book of the Visualize of Gods and Demons, you’ll have to offer something that interests me. Otherwise, I won’t give it to you. Or you can try to snatch it like that old Taoist Astral,” Oliver said calmly.

After all, he had nothing to lose.

Taoist Violet Sola was at a loss for words. Oliver was completely different from others.

Stubborn, unyielding, with a unique mindset, fearless of anything. Such a warrior, once powerful, was the most terrifying.

Unrestrained, indifferent to life and death, ready to fight at any moment!

If he wasn’t sure he couldn’t beat this kid, Taoist Violet Sola would have wanted to teach Oliver a lesson.

“What do you want in exchange?” Taoist Violet Sola asked helplessly.

Anyone else would have knelt immediately at the chance to join the Heavenly Sect. But Oliver didn’t care at all.

“I want the Heavenly Sect’s cultivation techniques,” Oliver demanded boldly.

Taoist Violet Sola shook his head, “That’s impossible. Only disciples of the Heavenly Sect can cultivate our techniques. Unless you join, I can’t teach you.”

“Then forget it. Finish your drink and be on your way,” Oliver said regretfully.

“Since you don’t want to join the Heavenly Sect, I won’t force you. But I do have a sword cultivation manual. Would you dare to cultivate it?” Taoist Violet Sola offered.

“Why wouldn’t I? If it’s worth the Golden Book, I’ll trade,” Oliver said fearlessly.

Taoist Violet Sola gave Oliver a deep look.

Killing a Taoist Astral from the Kunlun Daoist Sect and cultivating their techniques, both would make him a target for the Kunlun Daoist Sect, hunted to the ends of the earth.

The sword cultivation manual he had was not from the Heavenly Sect but from Sword Dao Mountain.

Taoist Violet Sola had seen through Oliver. He was a man with no scruples.

“Absolutely worth the Visualize of Gods and Demons,” Taoist Violet Sola took out a jade talisman.

“This is a legacy jade talisman from Sword Dao Mountain, containing their core cultivation techniques. It can be exchanged for the Golden Book.”

Oliver took the jade talisman without fear of tricks and placed it on his forehead, activating his Divine Soul.

The talisman glowed, and countless pieces of sword cultivation information flowed into Oliver’s mind.

After a while, he finished receiving the information, his eyes regaining clarity.

The sword cultivation manual was the “Heavenly Sword Art,” focusing solely on swordsmanship, capable of killing from a thousand miles away.

“Not bad, it’s worth it,” Oliver nodded, retrieving the Golden Book from his space and handing it to Taoist Violet Sola.

Taoist Violet Sola took the book, visibly excited, confirming it was the long-lost Visualize of Gods and Demons, one of the supreme secrets of the Heavenly Sect’s Divine Soul cultivation.

The secret technique was finally recovered.

“Transaction complete. Please leave,” Oliver said, having obtained the sword cultivation method.

He had already achieved Small Accomplishment in the Visualize of Gods and Demons and memorized the cultivation method. Trading the Golden Book for a sword manual wasn’t a loss.

“No rush, no rush. How much for this wine? I’d like to buy some,” Taoist Violet Sola said with a smile, putting away the Golden Book.

After all, he had obtained the legacy jade talisman by chance. Trading it for the sect’s secret technique was a huge gain.

“My wine can only be exchanged for pills,” Oliver said.

For the common folk, he sold it for silver. For cultivators, he wanted pills.

“Deal, pills are no problem,” Taoist Violet Sola agreed readily.

Pills were easy to make, just sitting by the alchemy furnace for a bit would yield plenty.

Oliver exchanged five thousand jars of Western Wind Blaze for all the pills Taoist Violet Sola had.

The quality of the pills was exceptionally high.

There were fifth-tier breakthrough pills and even sixth-tier ones.

After trading the wine, Taoist Violet Sola left leisurely, seemingly unconcerned about Oliver cultivating the Visualize of Gods and Demons.

Watching him leave, Oliver stared at his back.

“General, that old Taoist has no good intentions,” Wang Zhan said after Taoist Violet Sola disappeared.

Those major Daoist sects were very protective of their legacies, rarely allowing them to spread.

“I know he has no good intentions,” Oliver said.

Using the Heavenly Sword Art to trade for the Golden Book, Oliver would inevitably cultivate it. Not being a disciple of Sword Dao Mountain, he would be rejected by them.

It meant Oliver was now opposed to both the Kunlun Daoist Sect and Sword Dao Mountain.

He didn’t know if Taoist Violet Sola wanted to force him into the Heavenly Sect or use him as a pawn.

Maybe both.

But Oliver didn’t care. In a world where strength was everything, power was the only truth.

When he became a Martial Emperor, he would suppress all enemies!


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