Chapter 704: Chapter 706 Bamboo Sword Peak!
The steward glared angrily at Yang Yan.
"You still need a try? You didn’t even stay inside for the time it takes to burn one stick of incense.
With talent like yours, what could you possibly comprehend?
Stop wasting my time and get lost!"
Yang Yan stood with his hands behind his back.
"How can I know unless I take a look."
The steward sneered.
"Take a look? Fine!
I’ll waste a bit of time and let you see.
If you haven’t comprehended at least thirty percent, I will certainly handle you.
I’ll teach you what it means to respect your elders."
"Very well."
"Begin," the steward said impatiently.
Yang Yan flicked his wrist, sword qi formed and smashed down.
The ground shattered, stones flew.
He withdrew the sword qi, looking at the steward.
"How many layers do you think I comprehended?"
The steward didn’t frown; in his eyes, Yang Yan had only unleashed one sword.
But from the moment the sword qi fell, he saw ten variations within it.
*"What is happening?"* the steward couldn’t understand for a moment.
He looked at Zhao Yang and found Zhao Yang wore the same solemn expression.
"Brother Zhao, he..." the steward asked in a low voice.
Zhao Yang raised his hand, stopping the other person’s words.
"In the first fifteen swords of the Shaoyang Thirty Swords, he has not only comprehended them.
But could also merge them into one sword and display it.
Then use that sword qi to transform into fifteen variations..."
He looked directly at Yang Yan.
"This realm, this level of understanding.
Is absolutely not something ordinary people possess!
Who are you, where are you from, what is your name?"
Yang Yan smiled faintly.
"What is the point of asking so much?
I only want to know if I can join the Wuyang Sword Sect with this one sword?"
Zhao Yang nodded.
"You can, you absolutely can join.
But your identity is very suspicious, I need to understand clearly before letting you in."
"Comprehending this one sword, is it difficult?"
"Difficult, harder than ascension to heaven!
To enter the stone wall for the first time and comprehend so profoundly, and to be able to merge it into one sword.
Aside from several generations of ancestors of the Wuyang Sword Sect, no one else can do it.
If you can do it, either you have previously cultivated the Shaoyang Thirty Swords.
Or you are an extraordinarily gifted cultivator.
But an extremely gifted cultivator, coming to my Wuyang Sword Sect which encompasses the Five Realms.
Is very unlikely!
You should go to a major sect!
Unless you have ulterior motives!" Zhao Yang said sternly.
Yang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, *his demonstration of this sword was indeed too astounding.*
*He originally thought that by showing half, he could just manage to get admitted.*
*Who would have thought he had hidden much, yet still got seen through.*
*"Indeed, gold can be recognized even when hidden in the sand," he thought to himself.*
"I come from the Wilderness Border, the number one genius among them.
My name is Xuanyuan Jianying, a member of the Xuanyuan Clan!
I am here merely to become an apprentice, to pursue cultivation, with no other motives.
Besides, the Wuyang Sword Sect likely has nothing for me to seek."
The Wilderness Border!
Everyone immediately understood!
Although the ancient human clan living in the Wilderness Border didn’t get along with the outside cultivators, many ancient human clan members still stepped out to seek apprenticeship in outer sects.
This wasn’t unusual!
As for ulterior motives...
Although the Wuyang Sword Sect seemed a major sect in the eyes of loose cultivators.
When compared to a truly major sect, it paled; Yang Yan had nothing to plot for.
Zhao Yang also understood, he was just asking.
If there truly was something amiss, he thought the Wuyang Sword Sect Master should be aware.
Such matters were not his concern anyways.
"So, you are a member of the Xuan Yuan Clan from the ancient human clan, what is your root bone?" Zhao Yang suddenly realized.
"Innate Sword Bone!"
Upon hearing those four words, the loose cultivators burst into an uproar.
Innate Sword Bone!
That was a superior root bone, the best for sword cultivation.
"No wonder you could so easily comprehend the Shaoyang Thirty Swords!" Zhao Yang said.
"Alright, you can be admitted, I will take you there," he continued.
A true disciple personally leading the way made the loose cultivators show expressions of envy.
"If only I had a good root bone!"
Most loose cultivators had mixed root bones, which was why they became loose cultivators.
If their root bones were exceptional, who would want to be a loose cultivator, braving the elements?
If they had such a root bone, they would have already joined a major sect.
Received respect, had esteemed mentors, and access to abundant cultivation resources.
Who would need to seek their own fortune, risking their lives for resources, only to die without achieving Dao?"
"Yes." Yang Yan nodded slightly.
He followed behind Zhao Yang, walking towards the upper reaches of the Wuyang Sword Sect.
When passing by the two stewards, they showed amiable smiles.
"Apologies for earlier!" they said, apologizing.
With an innate sword bone, he was destined to shine brilliantly in the path of sword cultivation.
He would soon surpass them, becoming someone they couldn’t afford to offend.
So they simply lowered their heads and apologized directly.
Yang Yan didn’t spare them a glance, walked past them.
The two stewards weren’t embarrassed, they stood straight only after Yang Yan had gone far away.
"Stop looking, if you could comprehend the Shaoyang Thirty Swords, you too could enter the Wuyang Sword Sect," one steward remarked.
The loose cultivators exchanged looks, most showing wry smiles.
If the Shaoyang Thirty Swords were that easy to comprehend, they wouldn’t be in their current situation.
Yang Yan, as he ascended the mountain, had Zhao Yang guide him through numerous arrays to a pavilion built in the clouds.
"That is the Sword Pavilion, we go there to find the steward elder.
He will select a teacher for you and place you on a suitable mountain peak for cultivation," Zhao Yang pointed to the pavilion in the clouds.
"Yes."
Having finished, Zhao Yang communicated with a girl who had been following him.
"Go tell your master that there is a cultivator with an innate sword bone here, available to be taken as an apprentice."
"Okay."
The girl gave Yang Yan a look and then gracefully departed.
Yang Yan paid no mind, as Zhao Yang explained more about the Five Peaks of the Wuyang Sword Sect along the way.
He particularly introduced Bamboo Sword Peak, saying its peak master was the most powerful and that the sword technique cultivated was incredibly powerful.
Once he finished the introduction, the two of them ascended into the Sword Pavilion.
"Zhao Yang seeks an audience with the steward elder!" Zhao Yang called toward the Sword Pavilion.
The large doors of the pavilion opened, and a cultivator in a gray robe, expressionless, appeared.
He was the steward elder of the Wuyang Sword Sect.
"There is a new disciple?"
"Yes, this is the one.
His name is Xuanyuan Jianying, coming from the Xuanyuan clan at the Wilderness Border," Zhao Yang introduced.
"The Wilderness Border, huh? That place is desolate, producing a genius is rare.
Alright!
Since he joined our Wuyang Sword Sect, he is now our disciple.
Which peak do you wish to join?" the steward elder asked.
Is choosing allowed?
Zhao Yang obviously hadn’t mentioned; he must have made some arrangements.
The girl...
Yang Yan understood clearly.
Before he could speak, the steward elder paused.
"The Bamboo Sword Peak Master wants to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" he asked.
Bamboo Sword Peak!
The peak Zhao Yang had introduced particularly, saying it was the strongest... it seemed exaggerated.
However, since Yang Yan joined the Wuyang Sword Sect to ascend, it didn’t matter which master he apprenticed under.
"I agree," Yang Yan accepted.
The steward elder waved a hand, a storage bag flew to Yang Yan.
"Inside are the robes representing our sect, a nameplate, and some entry benefits, please accept them."
Yang Yan took it.
"Alright."
Just then, a light flew from the sky, enveloping Yang Yan.
"Don’t resist, I am the peak master of Bamboo Sword Peak, your master!" a cold female voice sounded in Yang Yan’s ear.
Then Yang Yan ascended, taken away by her.
"The peak master personally came to take him away, Zhao Yang, it seems this disciple’s talent is extraordinary.
You didn’t just say it to let him enter Bamboo Sword Peak?" the steward elder said, looking as if he saw through everything.
"Yes, elder."
"What is his root bone?"
"Innate Sword Bone!" Zhao Yang replied.
The steward elder’s expression changed.
"Bamboo Sword Peak is the weakest among the Five Peaks, having a disciple with an innate sword bone join it is a waste of heavenly materials!
Do you understand?"
"I understand, but it’s also his choice, isn’t it, elder?" Zhao Yang replied meaningfully.
The steward elder snorted coldly.
"I will inform the Sect Master!" he said, flinging his sleeves as he went.