This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable Chapter 1743 - 1: When One Ascends, All Rise

A golden sun shines over the Boundless Sea Area, casting a shimmering golden light over the sea surface, like fish scales glistening.

Above the Heavenly River.

The gale roars, lifting white hair.

A man stands proudly suspended.

The sea breeze cuts across his face like a blade.

He purses his lips, his expression steadfast like a reef beneath the sea, enduring wind and rain.

He's always been this way; the more painful and perilous, the stronger the power he can unleash.

Some legends must come true.

A Ninth Tribulations Sword Immortal, unprecedented in the history of the Human Race, is born today.

But at this moment, even he, who adheres to the principle of "Once you wield the sword, never look back," can't help but glance backward.

Ning Fengchen, Gu Qiu... Li Qiubai, Xie Qingyun, Chu Mu Shen...

These names are so vivid, never losing their color.

The Great Way soars to the heavens.

But before the Great Way, countless people pave the road.

This is truly a long, long road, from the remote Corpse Refining Cave, crossing gulches, streams, climbing cliffs, until reaching the summit of these peaks.

Even though there were thorns and hardships, the most magnificent sights were witnessed, understanding the meaning of a journey of thousands of miles.

Born to be Qingshan and not a stream.

Overlooking the mundane gulches from the summit of peaks.

Breaking through to the heavens.

Vast Kunlun.

Experiencing the spring colors of the world.

......

The road is right at your feet.

Forward.

Can only keep moving forward.

Fate did not give him a retreat.

Then don't retreat.

"Young master."

Yitian quietly calls out behind him.

She holds Gu Yiyi's hand.

Lu Qingshan suddenly laughs and turns around.

Gu Yiyi also looks at Lu Qingshan, a "bashful" smile appearing on her face.

As the Spirit of Oblivion River, Gu Yiyi seems forever youthful, no matter how much time passes.

Though she smiles, her eyes carry anticipation and a hint of nervousness.

She understands very well what is about to happen next.

As Lu Qingshan's sword, she's well acquainted with Lu Qingshan's character.

"On the summit of Mount Tai, a promise was made to you that day, today it's finally fulfilled," Lu Qingshan asks slowly: "Gu Yiyi, are you prepared?"

Gu Yiyi's breathing suddenly quickens, despite her not needing to breathe.

This is her wish from countless years of "sobbing" at the foot of Mount Tai, the motivation for her departure from the great river of Oblivion away from the Netherworld.

"I'm ready!" Gu Yiyi takes a deep breath, bows deeply to Lu Qingshan.

The "Ancient Heavenly Emperor" had never been so earnest.

Lu Qingshan pats Gu Yiyi's little head, then his gaze falls upon the sea below...

This sea, which led the twelve Demon Race dignitaries and Luohu here, this sea which served as his Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations Seventh Tribulation, this sea which audaciously attacked when he roamed beyond the heavens.

This sea destined to be reckoned with...

Heavenly River Sea!

All the resentment and hatred clearly emerge in his mind.

Lu Qingshan swept his right hand outward.

Heaven and earth went silent.

An unusual illusion emerged from the void, piercing the skies, stirring up tempestuous clouds and thousands of sea waves.

The Oblivion River Sword was grasped by Lu Qingshan, radiating ten thousand zhang of light, spreading magnificent brilliance in all directions.

Lu Qingshan gave a command.

"Go suppress everything, Gu Yiyi!"

In the next moment, Lu Qingshan tossed the sword in his hand, Gu Yiyi flew upward, her figure gradually turning into nothingness, becoming one with the sword.

Sword spirit returns!

Oblivion descends from the heavens, so fast, it's beyond human power.

The long sword falls silently, its speed and momentum should have raised soaring waves.

Yet the sword tip paused on the surface of the Heavenly River Sea, bizarrely suspended, just barely touching the sea surface.

With the sword tip of Oblivion River Sword as the center, a ripple spreads outward, until it disappears at the horizon.

If observed from the Nine Heavens' summit at this moment, one would find that beneath the vast starry sky, the expansive Heavenly River Sea now bears a circle of ripples, rapidly expanding at indescribable speed, affecting the entire Heavenly River Sea.

After a moment, a rumbling sound echoes through heaven and earth.

The Heavenly River Sea roars, bellows.

Within it, countless Sea Demons suddenly fly out, rushing towards Lu Qingshan.

Born in the Heavenly River Sea, raised in the Heavenly River Sea, the Heavenly River Sea is their mother.

Now, they fight for their mother.

Whether they wish to or not.

The Sea Demons howl, screech.

Fierce, ugly, frantic.

But before they can approach Lu Qingshan, their bodies turn to ashes one by one.

It's as if there's an absolute domain around Lu Qingshan, once entered, their body and spirit are utterly destroyed.

An astonishing pressure rises from the majestic Heavenly River Sea, spreading to all sides.

The sea and sky blur into the background, thousands of colors pulled into long ribbons, faintly, a vast featureless face appears over the endless sea surface, revealing a woman's visage despite its lack of distinct features.

That face shows anger, struggles, and fear.

She fears Lu Qingshan's current power.

She wishes to flee, but as the thought arises, a shout rings out in the space between heaven and earth.

"Did I say you could leave?"

Oblivion, penetrates an inch deeper into the Heavenly River Sea, like a nail, pinning that face firmly within the Heavenly River Sea.

Facing such imprisonment, the Heavenly River Sea growls angrily, the sound echoing in all directions.

"Lu Qingshan, how can you possess such powerful strength?"

"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible! Even with that sword, you shouldn't be this strong!"

The Heavenly River Sea is indignant and disbelieving, its voice sharp, like a resentful woman in a cold palace.

Lu Qingshan remains silent.

A long time passes.

He sighs lightly.

"But ultimately, it's one step too late."

The deep blue has vanished, leaving no direct data, but regarding his own power growth, Lu Qingshan understands thoroughly.

During the Eight Tribulations, deep blue still existed, at that time his Element Force had already reached 4.2 million, akin to a Four-step Cultivator.

Breaking through to the Ninth Tribulations was the first qualitative transformation.

The Ninth Tribulation Realm, never before seen in the world, pushed his element force foundation past the threshold of five million, officially reaching the level of cultivators in the Honorable Realm.

With the cultivation of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, to stand shoulder to shoulder with cultivators of the Honorable Realm is to span two major realms.

If it weren't like this, how could the Ninth Tribulation Realm be a realm intolerable by the natural order?

The advancement from the Eighth Realm to the Ninth Realm, the elevation from the Tribulation Crossing Realm to the Honorable Realm, brings the second qualitative transformation.

With the foundation of the Honorable Realm's element force breaking through to the Supreme Honorable Realm, how powerful would that be?

This is a question no one can answer, because before Lu Qingshan, there has never been such an example.

There are no specific numbers that Deep Blue can display, but Lu Qingshan knows his Sword Immortal Realm is different from everyone else's.

Only a Sword Immortal, yet surpasses a Demi-Ancestor.

Or rather...

Invincible below the Ancestral Realm.

If it weren't for Luohu, when he ascended to the Sword Immortal Realm, this second daemonic war could have already declared its end.

But there is Luohu.

So, not everything is over.

"I'll start settling scores with you first," Lu Qingshan said softly.

"I am not wrong; I just want to transform, just want freedom. How am I wrong?"

"I have already offended you. If you become a Sword Immortal, you will not spare me, so I must stop you, interfere when you cross tribulations, attack when you are wandering the spirit. I just want to live!" The face presented over the entire Heavenly River Sea became twisted.

She stirred the power of the Heavenly River Sea, attempting to break free from the Oblivion bind.

However, while the boundless Heavenly River Sea gave her endless power, it also gave her the deepest fetters.

She could not escape.

The Heavenly River Sea is her source of strength, and her prison.

Painting the sea as a prison.

"You are not wrong; if I become a Sword Immortal, I will not forgive you,"

Lu Qingshan raised his right hand and then suddenly lowered it.

"But who let you fail to stop me?"

Drip!

Oblivion rang forth, waves of ripples spreading out.

The ripples, like a spring breeze, smoothed out the sea's wrinkles.

In the struggling and roaring of the Heavenly River Sea, the protruding face was quietly erased by the ripples.

The light of Oblivion illuminated the vast green waves.

The seawater seemed to be burning, changing through red, orange, green colors, like an aurora across the sky, beautiful and magnificent.

At the same time, a new aura was born from the Heavenly River Sea, rising skyward, continuously climbing, reaching an unbelievable level, majestic, crushing all.

This aura is Gu Yiyi's aura.

Oblivion pins down the sea of the Heavenly River, and henceforth it shall be called the Heavenly River Sword.

"Oblivion has always been Oblivion." The little girl's excited and elated voice came forth.

Along the way, Gu Yiyi also somewhat looked like a sword cultivator, though still a bit lively.

"Alright." Lu Qingshan agreed.

Oblivion stands over the Heavenly River.

The sword wielder is the king of the Heavenly River.

...

Lu Qingshan reached out his hand, retrieving the Peach Blossom from the void.

The sword body of the Peach Blossom was covered with cracks.

It had always undergone the tribulation together with Lu Qingshan.

Although it did not have to endure the subsequent heavenly tribulations, it was not Lu Qingshan, and the earlier tribulations were more than it could bear, almost shattering it.

Yet even so, it endured willingly and with delight.

Calming the sea is Oblivion's wish.

Transforming the Tao is Peach Blossom's wish.

Without undergoing extreme pain, how can one transform the cocoon to become a butterfly?

"You're ready too, aren't you?" Lu Qingshan asked softly.

The sword edge vibrated strangely in response.

In the vibration, a hint of dragon chant seemed ready to transform into a True Dragon and take to the sky.

Having gone through the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, the Peach Blossom was long ready for the Tao transformation.

In other words, the "physical body" of the Peach Blossom was already of the Tao, only the "soul" was missing.

Once the "soul" also becomes Tao, at that moment, Peach Blossom would be a Taoist Artifact.

Lu Qingshan's seventh Taoist Artifact.

"Then let's do it,"

Lu Qingshan took a deep breath, expectation in his eyes, swung his wide sleeve.

Purple qi came from the east.

Like a torrent of starlight purple qi, converging onto the Peach Blossom in Lu Qingshan's hand.

Such a vast strength gathered on one sword, and all the cracks on the sword body vanished as if by magic.

It was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the moment of complete recovery, the Peach Blossom sword body erupted with bright light.

Heaven and earth were mists, obscuring the view.

Lu Qingshan grasped the Peach Blossom and could feel the Peach Blossom becoming extraordinary.

In a trance, he seemed to see the revolving of the sun, moon, and stars; at this moment, it was as if riding on a silver dragon's back, soaring above the Nine Heavens.

"Just a little more spirit," Lu Qingshan murmured.

The next moment, the heart and sword became one.

The Sword Master and his Life-bound Sword were always one.

The path of the Sword Master is the path of the Life-bound Sword.

Lu Qingshan's path is the "spirit" of the Peach Blossom.

One person attains the Tao, ascending along with all associated.

Transformation, transformation, transformation, transcendence, transcendence, transcendence.

And it was at this time, from the vast Heaven's Vault, an incomparably mighty will emerged, then transformed into an enormous ball-shaped lightning, descending from the sky.

Falling towards the Peach Blossom.

This is the Instrument Tribulation, sent down by the vast Heaven's Vault, to prevent the birth of a Taoist Artifact.

As the Sword Master, Lu Qingshan could bear this tribulation for Peach Blossom.

Lu Qingshan lifted his head, looking calm.

"At this moment, do you still have the power to flaunt in front of me?"

He asked softly, his gaze seeming substantive, turning into a sharp sword, directly reaching upwards.

In the air, the spherical lightning tribulation shattered abruptly, vanishing into nothingness.

"From now on, the Peach Blossom is a Taoist Sword," Lu Qingshan declared.

Upon hearing Lu Qingshan's words, the Peach Blossom burst forth in brilliant light.

Endless, boundlessly dazzling.

The sound of the sword's song continued, echoing between heaven and earth.

It seemed to be cheering and rejoicing, full of spiritual nature.