I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 614 Testing the Root Bone

"We pay our respects to the Sword God!"

Atop Sword Peak, leaders and high priests from the assorted human tribes gazed upon the youthful figure ahead, who resembled a deity descended to the mortal realm, and they all bent in homage successively.

"Rise."

Xiao Chen parted his eyes and methodically surveyed the assembled group, uttering calmly.

"Thank you, Sword God."

With those words, the crowd averted their gazes and inclined their heads; none ventured to meet the eyes of this formidable being directly.

Xiao Chen directed his attention to the high priest of the Wolf Fang Tribe and inquired, "Have the chiefs of all the human tribes once ruled by that wolf demon made their way here?"

The high priest answered deferentially, "To the Sword God, apart from roughly a dozen tribes, the heads of the other tribes have all shown up. Each has delivered more than ten youngsters to my Wolf Fang Tribe—er, now known as the Famous Sword Holy Land."

Xiao Chen remarked coolly, "With nearly all present, I will declare several matters."

To begin, the Wolf Fang Tribe now bears the name Famous Sword Holy Land. Humans everywhere can journey to the Famous Sword Holy Land for guidance. Should they succeed in my evaluation of their root bone and bloodline, no matter their prior status, they can take up the role of my students.

Moreover, starting today, those humans who join as my students must refrain from slaying fellow humans or rendering sacrifices to demons. Upon detection, I shall deal with them myself. Is that clear?"

"We obey the Sword God's decree with utmost respect."

The group chorused together.

Xiao Chen continued, "Incidentally, I overlooked mentioning one detail. I am not precisely a Sword God. When addressing me, use Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords, or simply Sword Ancestor."

The assembly traded looks, then intoned, "We pay our respects to Sword Ancestor."

Xiao Chen stated, "Good. Gather all the youths from your groups. I shall inspect their bloodlines and root bones individually. Even should they fail to train under me, I will impart suitable cultivation techniques to them."

Could such fortune truly exist?

The onlookers' eyes bulged as they stared at the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords standing there. In their view, mighty beings always guarded their cultivation secrets with ironclad rigor.

Xiao Chen observed their astonishment. He grinned and explained, "My master once declared his purpose in coming here: to enlighten humanity, shield them from the hundred races' tyranny, and eventually enable humans to stand tall in this realm. Thus, I shall not hoard my cultivation arts.

Should exceptional talents emerge from your lineages, once I offer them initial direction, they may proceed to my master's sect for immortal path training. In time, attaining Sainthood—or as you term it, Witch God status—lies within reach."

These words struck like thunder amid clear skies, detonating within every mind.

Even the high priest of the Famous Sword Holy Land couldn't resist querying, "Sword Ancestor, you aren't misleading us, are you?"

Xiao Chen chuckled and replied, "Why would I orchestrate all this just to mislead you?"

At that, realization dawned across the faces. Indeed, this supreme entity had no cause to trifle with insignificant folk like them.

"Any further queries?"

Xiao Chen displayed unusual forbearance that day, his eyes sweeping the gathering anew.

"No, we shall fetch every clansman youth right away."

Having said so, the crowd dispersed sequentially, leaving just the Famous Sword Holy Land's high priest in place.

Thirty minutes passed, and a lengthy queue snaked at Sword Peak's base. The Famous Sword Holy Land's younger humans had converged here, including chieftains' grandsons and slaves hauled from elsewhere.

Initially, Famous Sword Holy Land folk resisted granting these slaves cultivation chances, yet the chieftain overruled them. He rallied the slaves, delivered an address, and pledged freedom for them and their kin if they earned Sword Ancestor's discipleship.

The mere mention of freedom ignited fervent hope in the slaves' eyes. As a result, seekers numbering a full thousand flooded the Famous Sword Holy Land this time.

Xiao Chen perched on Sword Peak. From his storage ring, he retrieved a rare pearl for root bone examination and passed it to the adjacent high priest, instructing, "Shortly, you will oversee the initial testing round. Participants should channel their blood energy into it. A glow from the blood energy signals passage."

"Understood."

The high priest acknowledged, then probed further, "My Lord, what of those lacking blood energy cultivation?"

Xiao Chen directed, "Then let them place a blood droplet upon it. Glowing ones pass. Also, note down these luminous youths. Greater brilliance indicates superior aptitude."

This pearl, a spiritual treasure from the Holy Academy, could appraise the root bones and bloodlines of any entity.

The high priest, unfamiliar with such a wondrous item, deepened his reverence for Sword Ancestor, pondering his tutelage's origins. "This elder duly follows Sword Ancestor's command."

With that, he cradled the pearl gingerly and descended the slope. Xiao Chen's divine sense trailed the high priest throughout, gauging his integrity. Any foul play would spell the high priest's end.

Soon, the high priest reached Sword Peak's foot. He set the pearl atop a broad boulder and proclaimed the testing guidelines.

Upon learning the rules, all eyes turned inquisitively to the pearl.

The pioneer tester was Lang Xiao, eldest grandson of the Famous Sword Holy Land chieftain. He inhaled deeply, advanced to the pearl, and infused it with his bodily blood energy. Promptly, a golden radiance exceeding seven feet burst forth.

This glow captivated the entire audience. Unwitnessed before, it amplified their fascination with the luminous orb.

Xiao Chen nodded approvingly at the sight. The golden hue signified a metal-attribute root bone and bloodline in the youth. Seven feet of light qualified him for the Xuanzhou Continent's Asking Path Academy. For a ten-thousand-strong tribe to yield such a prodigy was no small feat.

The chieftain beheld the light, joy flooding his features as he bellowed, "My grandson bears the makings of that Lord's disciple!"

These words snapped the crowd from their daze. The high priest cleared his throat repeatedly and announced, "Ahem, ahem. Lang Xiao, stand aside. Next up."

"Yes."

Lang Xiao withdrew, content.

Thereafter, Famous Sword Holy Land youths underwent testing in turn. After over a hundred trials, the assembly grasped the pearl's marvel. Beyond probing root bones and bloodlines, it gauged their potency too.

An hour elapsed, bringing the Famous Sword Holy Land slave youths' turn. Er Gouzi and his parents bore no proper names, merely designations, and had never practiced cultivation.

He eyed the nearby pearl and approached hesitantly. Nearing it, he offered profound obeisance to the high priest.

"Er Gouzi pays respects to the high priest."

"Youngster, dispense with ceremony. You haven't begun cultivation, correct?"

The high priest inquired kindly. This debut assignment from Sword Ancestor demanded flawless execution to secure his status in the Famous Sword Holy Land.

Er Gouzi replied nervously, "To the High Priest, Er Gouzi has indeed not cultivated."

Noting the boy's anxiety, the high priest smiled and proffered a dagger. "Lacking cultivation, prick your finger and let a blood drop fall on this pearl to join the test."

"Gratitude, High Priest."

Er Gouzi hadn't anticipated the lofty high priest's gentleness. He accepted the dagger reverently, nicked his pinky, and let blood fall onto the pearl.

In the instant that followed, a brilliant purple gleam soaring nine feet erupted from the pearl, leaving all witnesses dumbfounded!

In that instant, a single notion gripped every mind: impossible! He was merely a slave.

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