hing these two notes, Zhang Ruochin borrowed six more notes compiled by six genius demigods of the sword. He continued to study and analyze them.The notes on Sword Two compiled by the Saint of Swords...Jiange, yet another remarkable artifact from across time.

The higher you go, the larger the space and the slower the flow of time.

Upon reaching the seventh level of the tower, space had expanded to the size of a small world, with a diameter of over three thousand miles. Time's flow rate had reached an eight-to-one ratio.

The Jian Shan, or Sword Mountain from the *Unwritten Sword Manual*, stands at the center of the seventh-tier tower. It soars over 20,000 meters high with sheer cliffs on all sides, piercing into the clouds. Sword qi coalesces into rivers, swirling rapidly around the mountain body.

When Zhang Ruochin arrived at the foot of Mount Jian, he saw a woman in red sitting three feet off the ground. Countless stars swirled around her, like a dazzling sea of stars.

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With her cultivation at the Saint King Realm, to have such accomplishments on the Path of Truth is truly remarkable.

Zhang Ruochin approached silently, his footsteps making no sound. He carefully observed her.

This woman, she is just at the prime of her youth. Her nose is high and pretty, she is quiet as a orchid, holding a jade sword in both hands. She doesn't wear much jewelry, dressed simply and plainly, giving off an aura of cold and daring.

Zhang Ruochin fell into a deep recollection, unaware that he had taken a step into the sword qi net woven behind her.

When Zhang Ruochin suddenly woke up, countless sword qi had already attacked him.

These sword qi naturally couldn't harm him, and before they even reached him, they dissipated.

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"Who is it"

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The woman in red was startled awake, leaping up like a reflex.

The sword is drawn.

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The Truth Sword manifested in an instant, its form merging with the sword technique.

A lightning-fast blade of light sliced through the air.

Zhang Ruochin stood still, allowing the jade sword to strike him. However, around him seemed to be an invisible armor. The jade sword, three feet away from him, emitted a clangorous and earsplitting collision sound.

The woman in red was shaken by her own power, her arms going numb and her body flying backward before landing on the ground. She stared warily at this man whose cultivation was unfathomable.

It's a pity, I can't see his face.

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This person crept up on her while she was meditating with her sword, surely plotting something sinister.

"Who are you, and how did you manage to reach the seventh level of Jian Ge"

The woman in red's cloud robe billowed in the wind, her eyes like swords, her eyebrows as frosty as ice.

Zhang Ruochin smiled and said, “If you can enter the seventh floor of Jian Ge, why can’t I”

"My identity is not something you can compare to," the woman in red said. Her eyes held a pride that put her above everyone else. Even though she knew his cultivation surpassed hers, she didn't regard him as anything special.

At least in the Kunlun realm, she could look down upon any cultivator.

Zhang Ruochin said, "Is that so amazing I'm actually quite curious about your identity."

Zhang Ruochin stared at her, without answering.

"Dare you look again Even if you were the Great Sage, within this Jian Ge, you wouldn't dare to run wild."

"Kenpachi!"

The woman in red let out a delicate cry, and with a flash of her sword, a white sword aura surged forth, piercing Zhang Ruochin's neck.

Unfortunately, it missed!

Her slender waist was flexible, as she flipped back from the air and drew her second sword.

Zhang Ruochin took a step back.

A sword slashed down onto the ground, cleaving it open. Sword qi erupted outwards in all directions.

"Well, this is the Nine Deaths Sword Art, isn't it" Zhang Ruchen said.

"Knowing the Nine Deaths Sword Technique is enough."

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The sword edge flew again, forming a crescent-shaped light and shadow.

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Zhang Ruchen's true self had long since withdrawn, and at this moment he stood with Madam Haitang on Jian Shan, overlooking the two figures locked in combat.

The Hai Tang Po-po said: “She is the master of truth and a swordsmanship prodigy. Her talent and comprehension are extremely high, not inferior to yours by much. When you cultivated into the Sword Eight back then, you were also at the Saint King realm, weren't you”

Zhang Ruochin watched as the woman in red clashed with his own doppelganger, saying, "Your martial arts talent is indeed extraordinary, surpassing even your mother's. But Miss, your temper is a bit too big!"

"Who would dare to provoke her After all, her mother is the leader of the Moon Worship Sect, and her father is a renowned deity. Moreover, your Zhang family's old geezer pampers her like a princess. Anyone who dares to oppose her will end up begging for mercy. Naturally, her personality becomes a bit willful."

However, this child isn't a bad person. If you hadn't lost control of your emotions just now and gotten too close to her, she wouldn't have directly attacked you with her sword.

Zhang Ruochin nodded lightly and said, "Did the old man send her here Where did he go"

The old woman, Haitang, looked displeased. "I'd say he's dead," she said.

Zhang Ruochin didn't dare to ask any further, and said: "Grandmother, you seem to be always just one line short of becoming a god through spiritual power."

"The fate of a tool spirit is intertwined with that of its vessel. It's already incredibly difficult for them to become gods. For plant spirits, it's even harder – far more challenging than a holy herb transforming into a divine one. All thanks to that old dog!" Aunt Haitang spat out angrily.

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Zhang Ruochin said: "The one outside Shangqing Palace."

"I didn't notice that! How did you see something unusual about this tripod" asked the old woman, Haitang.

Zhang Ruochin couldn't tell at all if the bronze tripod used for the sacrifice to Heaven was truly related to the Nine Cauldrons. What if it wasn't If he revealed this now, wouldn't he be ridiculed later on

Zhang Ruochin said, "Forget it! By the way, grandma, do you know who Gu Shen Shan is"

The Haitang Granny doted on Zhang Ruochin, naturally knowing everything about him and telling him everything. She said, “You should know the founder of the Liyi Sect, Sanqing, right”

Zhang Ruochen nodded.

Hai Tang Po said: “Eighty thousand years ago, the Three Pure Ones were disciples of the Taiji Dao. After becoming gods, for some unknown reason, they left the Taiji Dao together and came to the Eastern Region to found the Two Instruments Sect.”

Gushenshan is the petrified corpse of Shangqing, the ancestral master. This happened 200,000 years ago. The boundless Shangqing, a master who had broken through to the limitless realm, was cut into seven pieces by a sword and transformed into the seven peaks of Gushenshan.

Zhang Ruochin's heart was greatly moved, and he said, "Was he beheaded in the Kunlun Realm"p of my head.The one hundred and forty-third acupoint, called "Baihui," is located at the center of the top of the head. Once it is activated, it means opening the gate to the spiritual platform. It c...