The sword pavilion was bustling with activities. Cultivators under the Celestial sword sect were there with the aim of comprehending the spirit sword technique. Shang Fa and Yao walked across the corridor while observing the potential cultivators. "A thousand cultivators from the celestial sword sect and beyond come into the sword pavilion and yet, only a few are able to comprehend the technique." Yao's expression remained unreadable but he keenly stared at the slightly suspended sword phantoms. These swords were like stars that illuminated the starry sky. Yao said softly. "Let's go in." They both entered the pavement, completely distancing themselves away from the boundary. Then finally— the reaction that Yao expected. All gazes snapped towards him.He immediately became the hot topic."He's the new guy.""Have you heard that he was picked from the sky?" "Yes, sect master brought him in. Now, he parades like the Ancestor Shang's grandson.""Can he not be so shameless?" "I thi

Yào's apartment was tasteful— suiting the young man much to his satisfaction. After the ordeal with Mo Shen, Yao had decided to see what to do that would make him improve. Clearing the fourth acupoint is supposed to take a year or more but at least, he needed to attempt that too. And most importantly, comprehend techniques. So far, he had comprehended a sword technique. Soul of Swords, the one that Ancestor Shang had drooled over. But the soul of swords isn't the main thing, which is why he did not make use of it. Even the Ninefold concealment technique wasn't complete which makes it almost impossible to use. His only true technique is the Spirit swords that he had comprehended at the pavilion. But he wanted more… Maybe the other two could stand by as extra, but if anything— he wanted to learn more techniques. He plucked down on his bed with Shang Fa beside him. And the older man smiled. “So where do we start from?” Yao closed his eyes, completely ignoring him. And of c

A century later, Yao's ancient eyes flickered. Fear. Ever since he had awakened from what sealed him, the concept of fear had been foreign to him. It is only now did he know that such a thing existed.The river of time flowed beneath the Zicuen mountain and it influenced time greatly on both outside and inside therefore, stopping time outside, and creating a suppression inside. A defensive mechanism actually. This is to defend against unwanted Intruders who's only intention is to invade and snatch the ancient techniques hidden below the mountain. Yao knew too well that he held no evil intention, instead he only came here for humanity's sake. Not that he even knew how exactly it would help humanity. Despite the selfishness, the mountain did not reject him, rather it bombarded him with its time suppression, probably wanting Yao to break it.Time continued to pass and Yao did not know how long, but if time isn't keeping him exactly as he had entered the mountain, he should have grown

The path was sloped downwards and the marble floor had droplets of time mist which made the floor wet and slippery. Time is a river so it replicates water which means that if care is not taken, he could slip and slide down the mountain, probably sustaining an injury in the process. This is the path he sought for, but this path was dangerous. One wrong move and he is done for. He swallowed– hard. Yao took a deep breath, and a few seconds later, he crossed the boundary. The moment he separated himself from the enclosure that hid the mountain top, Yao knew that he could not afford to go back again. Not because he did not want to go back, but because it was now impossible. Another defensive mechanism.He took his first step and then the second. From there, he carefully descended from the sloped mountain range. And on each side, Yao could clearly see beneath the mountain. He also saw a massive river that pooled beneath this range.He breathed in and out. White mist followed his exhal

The current from the river of time was like a majestic sweeping force and one wrong move, Yao would be done for. He grabbed his makeshift boat tight, his third eye, spinning like his life depended on it. And finally, the current of the river stopped, giving Yao a breathing space– bringing peace to the surface of the river.Yao did not even know for how long he had been holding his breath, but it had to have been very long because his lungs were burning now. He had yet to transmute his true qi to spirit qi, so he had not entered the dao of spirit. So for now, he can be considered as a mortal cultivator unless he's stepped into the dao of spirit.He breathed in rapidly. He did not know whether something would attack him or not– he did not care whether he would be attacked. Right now, his main problem is surviving the river of time. The thing is, any other attack coming from the peak of the slope will only end up being swallowed by the river. So no matter how many times Yao exhales, it