Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 103, Blue Red Sword

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The wooden door to the Treasure Pavilion slowly opened, revealing a dark passage, like a beast that devours the mind and soul. A chill emanated from within.

"Let’s go inside, and make sure to stay quiet!"

Grand Elder cautiously instructed, and then led the core disciples inside. They moved carefully, afraid of making any loud noises.

The Treasure Pavilion was quite large, and the space inside was exceptionally broad. Gentle breezes blew from unknown directions.

"You nine go in! Remember, you can’t take more than one item!"

Standing in front of another wooden door, the Grand Elder reminded the nine again, fearing they couldn’t resist the temptation.

"Understood!"

Other than Chu Ming who remained calm, the eyes of the other eight were filled with excitement, secretly contemplating what treasures to seek.

The Grand Elder nodded and watched as Chu Ming and the others stepped into the inner sanctum of the Treasure Pavilion.

As soon as they stepped inside, the core disciples were completely stunned. If not for the Grand Elder repeatedly warning them to stay quiet inside the Treasure Pavilion, they would have exclaimed aloud.

The inner sanctum of the Treasure Pavilion was not small, a hundred meters in length and breadth. Every few meters, there was a three-meter long and one-meter wide shelf, adorned with various precious items.

Each shelf held at least a dozen types, some as silent as ink, some gleaming like gemstones, emitting a faint glow. There were knives, swords, exotic jewels, defense armors, and even fragments of broken cultivation techniques.

It was the first time for even the other core disciples to enter the Treasure Pavilion of the Cyan Yang Sect. Previously, they didn’t have the qualification. Chu Ming remained calm since he was mentally prepared. Although he had been to the Treasure Pavilion of the Chu Family, it was far inferior compared to the Cyan Yang Sect’s. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Unfortunately, they could only choose one item this time. They had no doubt about the Grand Elder’s words; if they took more, they would certainly lose their qualification and gain nothing.

Moreover, because Chu Ming had strong soul power, he could feel as if a pair of eyes were closely watching their every move, no doubt a strong Guiyuan Realm elder of the Cyan Yang Sect.

The core disciples dispersed, searching for treasures. Chu Ming also walked alone to a shelf, inspecting items slowly.

To survive in the Celestial Flame Secret Realm, there were only two ways: either being strong enough to handle various dangerous situations or having enough tools for survival to escape from dangers.

In the Celestial Flame Secret Realm, not only did they have to be wary of core disciples from the other four sects, the secret realm itself was filled with countless dangers, where even the slightest carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.

Casually picking up a black orb from a shelf, Chu Ming saw a white note beside it.

"Heaven-shattering Thunder, when thrown, unleashes a full-force strike of a True Dao Third Layer Martial Artist!"

Placing it back on the shelf, Chu Ming knew that the treasures in the pavilion had undergone rigorous selection. For instance, the Heaven-shattering Thunder could indeed be a life-saving tool in the Celestial Flame Secret Realm, capable of resisting an attack from the five major geniuses, but it was a one-time consumable.

If sold, the Heaven-shattering Thunder could fetch at least twenty thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

With only one stick of incense’s time, Chu Ming couldn’t linger too long and walked step by step, his eyes sweeping over the items on the shelves.

The defensive armors in the Treasure Pavilion were at least of Profound Level Middle Tier, and there were quite a few of Profound Level High Tier. However, there were none at the Profound Level Top Tier, as those were likely rewarded to elders for their contributions to the sect.

Chu Ming did not need defense armor as his current Bronze Armor sufficed. His eyes skipped over the defense armors and landed on the weapon shelves, which held knives, swords, spears, and whips.

Of course, knives and swords were the most numerous, with fewer of the other categories. After all, whether in the Great Yan Kingdom or the entire continent, knives and swords were mainstream cultivation tools, while other weapons were less popular.

This did not mean other weapons were inferior to knives and swords. From Chu Ming’s knowledge, one of the continent’s strongest, the Emperor of Destruction, used a spear. He had roamed the continent for decades, unrivaled, reaching the Life and Death Realm at fifty and becoming the youngest Life and Death Realm King on the continent.

His path to glory was unstoppable; within a few years, he claimed the title of emperor. Only a handful like the Emperor of Creation, Emperor Ming, and the Emperor of Death could compare to him.

Some said the Emperor of Destruction’s spear technique was peerless through the ages, his strength being the top on the continent. Opinions varied, some ranking him within the top five or top three, but all agreed he was immensely strong.

A martial artist’s choice of weapon depended on their martial techniques and cultivation methods, not their preferences. However, many martial artists believed the sword was the king of all weapons and that choosing it was the right path.

Chu Ming’s current sword, the Silver Light Sword, was a Yellow Level Top Tier weapon. It used to be sufficient, but as his strength grew, it no longer kept pace. If he found a suitable treasure sword, Chu Ming planned to replace it.

The shelves were filled with nearly a hundred swords, mostly at the Profound Level Middle Tier, with a few Profound Level High Tier ones. Chu Ming aimed to select a treasure sword from the Profound Level Middle Tier. Even True Dao Martial Artists coveted the Profound Level High Tier swords.

Cyan and Red Sword, Frost Sword, Ice Blue Sword, Muyan Sword.....

Chu Ming didn’t inspect each sword closely, as it would waste too much time, and one stick of incense was too short.

Instead, he directly used his soul power to scan through the swords. Even among the Profound Level Middle Tier treasure swords, there were differences in strength. Some were close to reaching Profound Level High Tier, making them naturally stronger.

Within half a stick of incense, Chu Ming’s soul power had scanned through all the swords. Slowly approaching a blue sword, he saw water patterns slightly rippling on it.

Blue Red Sword!

Carefully picking up the sword, a faint chill seeped into his body, and the sword vibrated softly.

What a fine sword!

This sword was the closest to Profound Level High Tier among the Profound Level Middle Tier. Chu Ming decided it was the one for him.

Placing the sword into his Storage Ring, Chu Ming knew the Grand Elder wouldn’t check what the core disciples took from the Treasure Pavilion because the Guiyuan Realm ancestor was monitoring them.

Chu Ming roamed for a while longer, and soon, the stick of incense burnt out. The Grand Elder called everyone to leave.

Despite their reluctance, the disciples had to leave. The Grand Elder stood outside with a smile, not asking about their gains inside.