Leisurely mountain village

Qilin looked curiously at the giant pandas Fuwang and Mengmeng, then at the surrounding environment, before walking over to Ye Huan. Ye Huan patted it and said, "How about giving it a name, like Bixie?"

Qilin had no objections; Ye Huan was fine with it.

Ye Huan prepared vegetables and fruits for Qilin, and then the meal was ready. They started eating, with the big tiger eating mutton and the brute and Ye Huan eating meat rice.

After eating and drinking without drinking, Ye Huan took out the two jade slips, intending to see which sect had left behind their legacy.

Telling the tiger and the unicorn to be on guard, Ye Huan picked up one of the jade slips and slowly brought it close to his forehead. A cool sensation washed over him, and Ye Huan's divine sense entered the jade slip, revealing a large amount of text and a phantom image.

"You've arrived, my destined one," the illusory figure said.

"Who is this senior?" Ye Huan asked.

"I am the 527th generation leader of the Sword Sect, the Golden-Eyebrowed Venerable. Now that you have inherited my legacy, would you be willing to join my Sword Sect and become my disciple?" the illusory figure asked.

Ye Huan was willing, but he wanted to make things clear: "I previously had a virtual master, will that have any impact? My master's name was Shennong."

"Haha, a great figure from the ancient times, huh? It doesn't matter. I still have to respectfully address Shennong as 'senior,' so it doesn't conflict with our Sword Sect," Jinmei laughed.

"Then I am willing. Master, please accept my obeisance." Ye Huan knelt down to pay homage to his master without any psychological barriers.

"Good, good, good, hahaha, I never expected that after so many years we would still have disciples. How delightful!" Master Jinmei laughed.

"Get up. While I can still manage, let me tell you about our Sword Sect." Jinmei introduced the sect to Ye Huan.

"So it's been almost 2000 years since you left, Master," Ye Huan said in surprise.

"Has it been that long? Alas, back then, the Heavenly Dao collapsed, and the cultivation world faced a major problem. It was a matter of life or death if we didn't leave, so everyone was searching for a way out. In the end, a few of us old immortals at the Tribulation Transcending stage joined forces to shatter the star domain boundary and led all the cultivators across the realm," Jinmei said.

"Master, is there anyone who doesn't want to leave?" Ye Huan was worried about this.

"Don't worry, only a handful of people survived. The Heavenly Dao had a major problem back then; above the Golden Core stage, there was no chance of survival. Don't fret."

"Oh, that's good." Ye Huan nodded.

"The other jade slip contains the core sword technique of my Sword Sect, Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage to the Source. However, it requires a set of mental cultivation methods. Before this shadowy figure of mine disappears, I will impart these methods to you. Cultivate them well and look forward to the day when we, master and disciple, can meet again."

"Thank you, Master," Ye Huan said. "Master, were you at the Tribulation Transcending stage when you left?"

“Yes, even if the Heavenly Dao hadn’t collapsed, I would have had at most 50 years before I ascended to leave this place. It’s just that it happened earlier. I see that you are currently in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. The fact that you were able to cultivate to this level in this place shows that your master Shennong left you quite a few treasures.”

Ye Huan smiled and remained silent. He had already gained something from just one space; what his master left him was even more valuable experience.

“Very well, I, as your master, cannot be outdone by a senior. I will give you all the breakthrough pill formulas after you reach the Nascent Soul stage. Do you know how to refine pills?” Jinmei asked.

"My master taught me, and I know a little about it," Ye Huan said. "I took a blue sword from the main hall. Was that left by my master?"

“Yes, that sword is called the Sword of No Regrets. My disciple, remember this: once the sword is drawn, there is no regret. The Great Dao is in awe. This sword is the personal treasure I have always used during my Tribulation Transcending stage. You should keep it safe. It is almost a celestial artifact.” Golden Eyebrows nodded and explained.

Ye Huan nodded: "I remember, Master, and I will never tarnish the reputation of your sword."

"Also, Master, isn't cultivation based on spiritual roots? I have a Thunderfire spiritual root, can I also learn the Myriad Swords Converging to the Source?" Ye Huan asked doubtfully.

"Hahaha, disciple, you're talking about the lowest-level sect, aren't you? Super sects like ours, although we also consider spiritual roots and teach according to individual aptitude, mostly don't care about spiritual roots. We only value comprehension and character," Master Golden Eyebrows laughed.

Then he spent some time explaining to Ye Huan what cultivation was. "So in the end, what matters has nothing to do with spiritual roots. Of course, the small sects that like to recruit disciples with spiritual roots do so because they don't have higher-level cultivation techniques."

"For example, the supreme cultivation method of our sect that I will impart to you in a moment. Even an ordinary person with eighteen mixed spiritual roots can become a sword cultivator, and a great sword cultivator at that. So, my disciple, remember that this cultivation method must not be taught to anyone other than a direct disciple."

Jinmei instructed Ye Huan.

"I will obey your orders, Master. I have a daughter with a pure metal-type spiritual root. May she join my Sword Sect and be taught the cultivation method?" Ye Huan asked.

"Alright, you can decide for yourself who you take in. Just be careful when teaching the cultivation method. I won't say anything else. There will be a day when we, master and disciple, meet again. No matter how many people you bring, I won't care," Master Jinmei said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master." Ye Huan nodded, understanding.

"Alright, my time is almost up. I'll leave you the Myriad Swords Converging to the Sect's cultivation method, as well as some pill formulas from the sect's pill hall. Cultivate diligently, and I'll be waiting for you in the Immortal Realm." After Jinmei finished speaking, he pointed his finger at the forehead of Ye Huan's illusory image, and another massive wave of memories surged forth.

After Ye Huan accepted, the illusory image of his master, the Golden-Eyebrowed Venerable, disappeared. Ye Huan respectfully kowtowed to his master. There was nothing he couldn't accept; this Tribulation Transcending stage expert was perhaps now a true immortal.

As his divine sense was released, the text in the jade slip automatically entered Ye Huan's mind, and then the jade slip shattered.

Ye Huan reviewed the knowledge his master, Jinmei, had imparted to him, and then picked up another jade slip. This one was simpler; it contained all the divine abilities of the Sword Sect, the strongest of which was the Myriad Swords Converging on the Sect that his master had just mentioned.

It is a powerful divine ability that uses mental techniques to drive one's spiritual power, creating ten thousand clones of the sword in one's hand to attack the enemy. This divine ability is the supreme divine ability of the Sword Sect, and only elders and sect leaders can learn it.

Because it is closely related to the supreme mental cultivation method of the Sword Sect, only high-ranking members who have passed the Sword Sect's Haotian Mirror Heart-Questioning Test can use this great supernatural power.

Ye Huan was able to obtain the cultivation method because he became an apprentice and was the successor. In fact, he did not know that Master Jinmei meant that this disciple was now the acting head of the Blue Star Huaxia Sword Sect.

Ye Huan didn't care, because the mental cultivation method was also imparted by his master, so he comprehended it very quickly. Then he flew directly to the back mountain to test the Ten Thousand Swords Converging. When the ten thousand swords were unleashed at once, he realized that he had chosen the wrong place. Looking at the flattened mountain peak, Ye Huan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Having gained so much, Ye Huan was no longer in a hurry. He went back to sleep; it was already very late, and if he didn't go to sleep soon, it would be dawn.