Pathway To Eternity 16 Last-Sword Sect? Oh Yes.

Finally, he had time to read the book about ancient swords.

After locking his door, he brought out some dried and well preserved turtle meat and lily tubers. He had packed more than enough for the duration of his stay here. He started to read and eat the meat at the same time. He couldn't even remembered the last time he had been to the cafetarea to eat. He had his turtle meat to sustain and nourished him.

Was he going to have amored body like the turtle sh.e.l.l? It would have looked really good on him but with the turtle's sh.e.l.l, others might call him MONSTER! While they ran away from him. Okay, no sh.e.l.l, just a strong normal body.

Returning his thoughts to the present, he started reading the book on the ancient swords.

ANCIENT SWORDS.

There were tales of G.o.ds and mortals, swordmasters of their kinds, tales of myths and legends. Swordmasters who performed incredible acts with their swords, acts that were later told in tales as mythical acts and legendary acts.

Mythical swords were the blades of primordial swordmasters, the immortal sword celestials and G.o.ds, who lived during the time of the primordial origins and thereafter. They fought in the great wars, wars with the primordial beasts and after the great wars. These were the mythical swords heard of from different sources both known and unknown.

He started glancing through the mythical swords. He didn't need to check their deeds, but could make do with what make them as powerful as they were.

ZAGAROTH. The mythical sword of the immortal celestial Zhang Li. A sword of unknown origin and of unknown materials composition. The sword that severed the armored head of one of the nine arch primordial beasts war generals, the primevals.

BLAIZ. The mythical sword belonging to the immortal celestial Stelios. The flaming sword that set the Deragor realm on the heavenly plane on fire burning half of the realm. Unknown origin and unknown materials.

AZAMARR. The mythical sword of the immortal G.o.d Phadria. The sword that split the immortal world of Starspark into two seperate halves. Unknown origin and unknown materials composition.

He continued reading at a glance, these tales of the mythical swords of the immortal G.o.ds. They were all made of unknown materials and even their origins were unknown. It took him less than thirty minutes to finish with the mythical swords.

Afterall, they were G.o.ds, they had unfathomable powers. Those were G.o.dly achievements, how could mortals like himself relate to such?

He turned to the pages about legendary swords of mortals.

Legendary swords were used by ancient swordmasters lived in the ancient days in both major and minor worlds with their tales spreading throughout the universe. Especially, tales of their swords. To these swordmasters, their swords were an extension of their beingness. Swords that became symbols of universal existence.

OBSIDA. The legendary sword belonging to the human cultivator Caohong. A sword made from the obsidian rock retrieved from heart of the Dawnfire volcano on nether plane and the core of a fardark star. The sword that killed the nether t.i.tan, Bracoda.

KETRA. The renowned sword of the mortal cultivator Lynx. A sword made from a metoerite and the core of a forgarth, a divine beast.

There was a war between a twin worlds. Two worlds joined together by the same core. The war was about the right to sovereignty. The two worlds had been fighting furiously with their fights threatening to destroy the mortals living in these two worlds.

Mortal cultivator Lynx, upon seeing the danger of the situation decided to settle that permanently. He raised his sword and the intent of the sword was like the weight of the heavens causing the two worlds to fall on their knees.

And with a single downward slash, he divided the core of the two worlds into two equal parts. From then on, each of the two planets was having its own core. That act ended a war of total destruction.

As he continued checking the pages for the swords origins and materials used in making them, he came to the page of swordmaster Dingbang. That was a tale he had heard before, he could check if there were things missing in the stories he had heard before. The sword, the tale sounded unbeliavable.

VIXRA. The mythical sword of the legendary swordmaster Dingbang. A sword of pure silver from the heart of the deepfreeze star and made with the core of the mighty primordial ice creature, Vascera.

Planet Eira.

The daemon invasion led by the daemon supreme, Deracles, had threatened the survival of the human race in the minor world. The immortal cultivator, Dingbang was the last line between the extinction of the human race and the daemon supreme, Deracles.

The daemon supreme had come with two hundred thousand demon soldiers, twenty thousand daemon lords and two hundred daemon kings. They were marching through the Snowfox valley from the north to the south after decimating the northern part but were met by the immortal cultivator Dingbang leading an alliance army of cultivators over a hundred thousand warriors of cultivators from Zhuji to nascent souls.

It was a desperate time and it called for desperate measures.

The battle was fierce and furious. The army of Dingbang had been having the upper hand despite their smaller number, the cultivators were fighting without fear or hold, until the demons initiated the Burning demon triangle, an absolute formation. A formation that required fifty thousand demons, five thousand demon lords and five hundred daemon kings, a formation that brought h.e.l.lfire to the mortal world. Any cultivator touched by the h.e.l.lfire would instantly disintegrate into ashes.

Dingbang army of cultivators were dying left and right. They couldn't retreat, retreat meant the destruction of their world hence, they made their final stand. His men continued to die in numbers. With nothing left for him anymore, he called his sword to be with him one final time and the sword heard his voice. His voice made the sword to break the final barrier of gaining sentience becoming a divine sword.

On that day, Vixra, the legendary sword of ice made its name known throughout the universe. With the aid of the freezing valley, the sword started generating ma.s.sive ice energy, the likes never seen before and was trasmitting part of the energy into Dingbang making his body trembled uncontrollably.

Dingbang was filled with unprecedented ice energy, his whole body was radiating a ma.s.sive freezing energy like a cultivator who had reached G.o.dhood. He raised the sword up and slashed down diagonally and the formation rumbled. Slas.h.i.+ng down two more times and the fomation crumbled making the demons to panick. Swinging the sword left and right, many demons died. All their attack were repelled by the walls of ice energy radiating from his body. He continued to cut them down until only one remained.

Deracles. The daemon supreme.

They battled nonstop for two days, it was a brutal battle. Mountains were leveled, seas were vapourised, destruction everywhere but they fought on.

Then, on the third day, the sword made a sacrifice to bring an end to the daemon supreme. It gathered all the ice energy from the sorrounding, from the universe and formed a deepfreeze dome around the daemon supreme. Then, the sword pushed all the essence energy from its primordial core to its tip combined with its sword intent to generate the total deepfreeze sword intent.

The move damaged the sword's core but destroyed the defense of the daemon supreme, piercing his body directly to his soul, freezing and shattering it to pieces. It damaged its own core but it ended the war of daemons.

One hour later, Haider put the book down and started thinking about the power of the swords

The legendary cultivators were mortals, something a mortal like him could relate more to. They were known mortal cultivators and their legendary swords had known origin and the materials used in making them. He was able to gain ideas from them, though not that he would just start looking for a deepfreeze star or something. The information was precious, nonetheless.

He brought out his parchment and began writing down permutations of materials.

Only if he could actually make his own legendary sword. He remembered the phoenix feather sword of his mother and white wyvern sword of his grandfather.

Letting out a deep breath, he put his parchment away and finished the rest of the turtle meat and lily tubers.

Then, he closed his eyes and started meditating using soul serenity technique making his heart to activate the inner peace. The following day, the grandelder would be addressing the new disciples at the main hall, he would sleep earlier to wake up earlier.

The next day, all the new disciples gathered in the mainhall where they would be addressed by the grandelder. They just finished exchanging greetings among themselves when the grandelder arrived.

"Goodmorning to you all. It's been around a week since you became a member of the Last-Sword sect. It's our tradition to give each new disciple one heavenly root spirit pill and two golden fountain medicinal pills, a week after the admission. This is to allow any new disciple with a change of mind time to leave, any disciple who stayed after a week has all the possibilities of staying, that's our belief. These pills are the traditional welcoming ceremony for new disciples. You are now true Last-Swords"

He signalled the elders of the houses who then monitored the acolytes in distributing the pills accordingly.

"These pills are some of the treasures of our sect for you to use. This is the reason we asked for our new disciples' levels to be from the Lianchi stage to the Ningchi stage. It is very important that you take the heavenly root spirit pill before you reach the Zhuji stage. It will help you to form a perfect foundation for your subsequent advancement. These were just a sample of what we have in store for you.

The grandelder nodded after seeing their happy faces.

"And, as you already know, more greater benefits await those who endeavor to carve a path for themselves. Every step you take is on the path. Hence, i ask you, are you ready to take the steps? Study hard and train harder and everything will be in your hold."

He raised a finger to calm them down.

"Now that we have that settled, there is a sect compet.i.tion, once every three months from sect resumption. This compet.i.tion determines the members of the inner and core disciples. Don't get me wrong, there's no difference among our members, all our members are very important and unique, this compet.i.tion is only extra motivation for you. Already, there are many great benefits of being a last-sword, but if you want to go extra mile for yourselves and for the sect, then you need to be ready to partic.i.p.ate."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"And in general, as a sect, we will be a.s.signing some tasks to you after completion of which, you will rewarded accordingly. As we prepare you in the study hall for the conjecture , we will also prepare you in the field out there. Out there, is where you put all you have learned in the study hall to the use. Remember, there are many benefits you get from doing all these, thus i say again, study hard and train harder."

After recieving a loud shout of aknowledgement, he concluded his speech.

"Go and enjoy the day."

The new disciples were streaking out of the ma.s.sive main hall, when two of the new house of light disciples came up to Haider.

"Haider, hold up."

"Da Xia, Chenric."

"We are going to the cafetaria, do you care to join in?" Asked Da Xia.

"I guess i can do that, i'm starting to get hungry by the way." He laughed in reply.

As they were about to leave for the cafetaria, he noticed one of the other two new disciples of the house of lightning.

"Horacio, are you in a hurry?" Haider asked.

"Not really."

"We are going to the cafetaria. Do you want to join us?"

"Okay."

At the cafetaria, they chose a spot at the corner and settled on their food.

"The heavenly root pill is enough for any disciple to join the Last-Sword sect."

"I heard other sects have pills for the foundation stage too, but the Last-Sword sect have the best foundation pills."

"I also heard that they have the pills for every stage of advancement."

"If you become a core disciple, you will even have your own immortal cave"

"True, there are tens of immortal caves for the disciples at the valley of immortals. The elders have their caves at the Haze mountains and the acolytes at the Shroud River plain." Horacio who had been quiet since they arrived, indicated.

"I have decided to partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion. I want to enjoy those benefits." Chenric looked around the table with a knitted brow.

"Maybe i will partic.i.p.ate, not sure yet. I will thik about it." Da xia put in.

"I will be happy to partic.i.p.ate. There's no harm in partic.i.p.ating, afterall, it's a friendly compet.i.tion."

Haider uttered with a smile, then turned to Horacio.

"What about you, Horacio?"

Horacio just shrugged.

"Well, no matter what happes in life only one thing comes out of it, friends.h.i.+p."

They all laughed at that.

They finished eating their food and departed to their different ways. Haider left for his room with his heart full of joy. Finally, he had friends, he could now relax his mind.

Inside his room, he took out the white colored heavenly root spirit pill, swallowed it and sat in lotus position to meditate.

Within few minutes, different colors started radiating from his body like a cosmic display. His dantian was experiencing a cosmic transformation. The big orb of condensed Chi formed in his dantian after reaching the Ningchi stage, started to change in appearance. The big orb was already many times bigger than that of normal cultivator. The big orb started to expand until it reached gigantic size.

The transformation had also advanced him to the late stage of Ningchi.

He opened his eyes and laughed.