After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 153 - Inheritance

Qingxuan True Person did not soften the harshness in her words, and both Wen Wanwan and Jiang Huai heard it without objection.

Xu Qing’s eyelashes drooped slightly, and she sat down on the bluestone, tiredly uttering a soft “Mhm.”

Immediately, Qingxuan True Person led Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan into the vortex that connected several great secret realms, disappearing in front of Xu Qing.

...

Jiang Huai appeared in a cave.

There was a hazy light in front of him, and beneath the light, a hazy figure stood before him, seemingly a man.

His features did not appear old but rather extraordinarily handsome.

“Senior is...?”

“Bahuang True Person.”

“The title of True Person... truly has a commanding presence.”

“Because the technique I cultivate is called the Overlord Art.”

The Bahuang True Person in front of him laughed heartily.

“You must be Jiang Huai, right?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Since you’ve come here, it seems you’ve chosen the second method... Once you’ve chosen, there’s no turning back. I warn you in advance, my inheritance will be much more painful than you imagine.”

“How painful is it?” Jiang Huai didn’t understand.

“The Overlord Art I cultivated is a pure physical cultivation method. In my lifetime, I relied solely on this technique, refining my body all the way to the ninth realm. Even though my cultivation reached the ninth realm, I hardly knew any spiritual energy techniques, but I could still split mountains and subdue seas, tearing apart space with just my physical body,” explained the figure before him.

Jiang Huai’s eyes widened slightly in amazement.

“That powerful?”

However, Bahuang in front of him just gave a bitter smile.

“Yet, it was my lack of proficiency in spiritual energy techniques that led to my downfall. My soul was gravely injured by someone, and death was certain. In the end, I had to find a grave for myself ahead of time.”

Jiang Huai was momentarily speechless.

“My legacy isn’t as complicated as theirs, but aside from the legacy of the Zilu True Person, it’s the most painful... Once you decide to accept my legacy, there’s no turning back. You must cultivate my Overlord Art. The spiritual fruits and pills left in my secret realm are enough for you to cultivate the Overlord Art to the fifth level of great completion.”

“Senior, you still haven’t said what exactly is so painful about it...”

“It’s simple.”

Bahuang before him smiled lightly, then took out a bunch of pills and spiritual fruits, along with an ancient-looking technique, and placed them in front of Jiang Huai.

“Because cultivating the Overlord Art is very painful.”

...

Wen Wanwan also arrived in front of a cave.

A shadowy figure appeared before her, dressed in a purple gown. Despite the hazy light and shadow, it was clear that she was once a beautiful fairy, but her features were excessively cold, and her red pupils were particularly dazzling.

“Are you the one who possesses the Taixuan Sacred Body?”

“I am. My name is Wen Wanwan, senior, you are...”

“I am called Zi Lu.”

The voice of the Zilu True Person was especially chilling, even carrying an inexplicable oppressive force. Wen Wanwan suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

After a moment, Zi Lu spoke, “Did Qingxuan True Person remind you that my legacy is not so easily obtained?”

“Qingxuan True Person did mention it, but... Wanwan doesn’t understand,” Wen Wanwan replied softly.

“I specialize in the Sword of Slaughter, and in my life, I’ve slain countless evil cultivators. Therefore, my legacy is extremely malevolent. To learn my swordsmanship, one needs an extremely strong soul, but just having a strong soul is not enough; one also needs immense willpower. Do you think... you have it?”

“I do,” Wen Wanwan nodded lightly.

“But I find your eyes too soft. Have you ever killed anyone?”

After a moment, Wen Wanwan shook her head gently.

“Then you are not suitable for my secret realm legacy. Go back,” said the Zilu True Person unexpectedly, causing Wen Wanwan to be taken aback.

“I want to try... Senior, please give me a chance.”

The Zilu True Person looked at her indifferently.

“Take a step forward, reach out your hand, and place it on that blood-red jade stone.”

Wen Wanwan did as instructed, placing her delicate hand on the jade stone. In an instant, her consciousness dissipated for a moment, and when she came to, her soul had entered a blood-red space.

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At this moment, the shadowy figure of the Zilu True Person before her was no longer hazy. It seemed that this was a world of illusion, and the Zilu True Person had drawn her soul into it.

Holding a cold sword, she looked at Wen Wanwan.

“I never took a disciple in my life because my swordsmanship is too malevolent and not suitable for inheritance... To learn my swordsmanship is simple: you just need to kill my remnant soul in this illusionary world. When you can kill me, it means you have completed your apprenticeship.”

“You have countless opportunities to try, but every sword wound I inflict on you will send pain directly to your mind. Time here passes thousands of times slower than the outside world. How much you can learn... depends entirely on how long you can endure. When you can’t bear it and want to give up, tell me, and I will send you out.”

With that, the Zilu True Person stepped forward, lifting the blood-colored spiritual sword in her hand, and slashed towards Wen Wanwan.

...

Jiang Huai’s features were all twisted together. Even though his body was trembling as if he had been struck by a hundred thousand volts, he still had to reach out and swallow the ancient-looking pill in front of him.

In the next instant, his screams echoed continuously throughout the cave.

He felt every muscle in his body tearing and reforming over and over again.

The pain was beyond description. If it weren’t for his determination, he would have probably passed out from the pain long ago.

“You can try smashing the cave to vent,” suggested Bahuang True Person, sitting cheerfully on a bluestone, his handsome eyes filled with amusement.

Hearing this, Jiang Huai punched the cave wall. Even though his fist quickly became a bloody mess, this pain was nothing compared to what he felt in his body. Tears and snot bubbles covered his face, making him look as wretched as could be. He looked at the shadowy figure of Bahuang True Person, who could only smile helplessly, with a hint of schadenfreude in his smile.

“Don’t worry about me laughing at your wretched state. When I was cultivating the Overlord Art, I was in so much pain that I begged for mercy and rolled on the ground, banging my head against it.”

Hearing this, Jiang Huai repeatedly banged his head against the wall, venting his frustration. These were just superficial injuries; the pill he had taken for the Overlord Art was continuously reshaping his body, making it tougher.

“Alas, okay, I admit that my method of cultivating the Overlord Art is indeed foolish. The trick to persisting when I cultivated the Overlord Art was to think about the hatred in my heart... When I was young, my spiritual energy talent was inferior to others, and I couldn’t keep up with them. The girl I liked was so noble, and I liked her so much. By chance, I obtained this Overlord Art, which was the only way for me to turn my life around. So I cultivated day and night, rolling on the ground, filled with hatred... Hatred for my lack of talent, for not being an extraordinary genius. If I were a genius, I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.”

“I heard from Qingxuan that your Way of the Sword talent is very high, right? You understood sword momentum in your teens... That’s impressive. It took me several hundred years to barely touch the threshold.”

“Did you eventually win over the girl you liked?” Jiang Huai tried to say something to distract himself.

“Alas, even though I could later defeat all the men pursuing her with one hand, she found me humorless and too rigid, and in the end, it came to nothing,” Bahuang True Person said with an even more helpless smile.

“But later I let go. Even if she didn’t like me, there were still many women who did. Also, my Overlord Art enhances one’s physique, and it’s not just a little bit. Be careful in the future that your partner can’t handle it; find a few more to share the burden.”

Jiang Huai was momentarily speechless by this crude remark and laughed along, crying and laughing until the pain gradually subsided. He had now cultivated to the second level, which meant he had to start practicing the third level. According to Bahuang True Person, it would be even more painful.

He reached out shakily, wiped away his tears, swallowed the medicine along with his tears, and then began to roll on the ground in a wretched state again.

“Speaking of which, you have a friend who is currently accepting the legacy of the Zilu True Person, right? Her legacy is even more torturous than mine.”

Jiang Huai was startled.

“What?”

“The legacy of the Zilu True Person directly pulls your soul into an illusionary world to learn her swordsmanship. The way to learn is to fight her over and over again. All the pain of being killed is directly reflected in your body. Many cultivators have stumbled into the legacy of the Zilu True Person, but none have lasted a hundred rounds... I wonder how long your friend can last.”

“Let her not suffer so much... Leave that legacy to me... I’ll go learn...”

“I heard from Qingxuan True Person that your sword momentum is not weaker than Zi Lu’s, so learning it wouldn’t be of much use to you. You don’t need to worry too much. Zi Lu has her limits... As long as your friend voluntarily gives up, she won’t really be hurt.”

“As for you... you have more willpower than I thought. If I were still alive, I would actually be quite willing to take you as my disciple. We could suffer together; it sounds quite interesting.”

Bahuang True Person said with a laugh, and Jiang Huai smiled helplessly. At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and he had lost all traces of his previous calm and elegant demeanor. He reached out shakily and took another pill for cultivating the Overlord Art and stuffed it into his mouth.

Once he obtained these legacies, Jiang Huai swore... he would tear off Mo Dan’s flesh piece by piece for letting him taste this kind of pain!