Chapter 1

"In the tangible, it transforms into the intangible, merging with the sword... This is called the unity of man and sword. Cultivators of this kind are called sword cultivators. If their cultivation reaches the peak, they will surely be among the strongest. Absorbing the souls of others and merging them with the sword is called the evil sword spirit. Cultivators of this kind are called evil sword cultivators. And such cultivators, like other sword cultivators, can only specialize in one sword..."

At the top of Xichen Mountain, under a large tree about five meters in diameter, a group of young men dressed in white robes sat in a circle. In the center of these young men, an elder in a white robe, with a kind smile, was narrating some matters.

"Every cultivator, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, will possess their own soul. By sensing the soul, they can merge with the sword, becoming a sword cultivator who achieves the unity of man and sword. However, evil sword cultivators are different. They do not need to merge with the sword. Their cultivation improvement comes from continuously absorbing the souls of others. The sword is like a person, and also a soul. Every sword in a cultivator's hand has a soul, called the sword spirit. The strength of the sword spirit is the embodiment of the cultivator's cultivation."

The elder in the white robe stroked his long beard, looking at the young men who were resting their chins in thought, his expression showing kindness.

"Master, can a sword cultivator cultivate multiple swords at the same time?" After a moment of silence, one of the young men asked in confusion.

Hearing this, the elder in the white robe smiled faintly, nodded, and said with half-closed eyes, "In this world, the number nine is the highest... The stages of cultivation improvement are also divided into nine levels, such as the first stage of sword cultivation, the Foundation Establishment Period, which is divided into nine levels. After the ninth level, there are the Profound Grotto Realm, the Spirit Profound Realm, the Soul Profound Realm, the Great Void Period, the Subtle Void Period, and the Boundless Realm, and so on. Even elixirs are divided into nine grades, with the ninth grade being the most precious. Of course, sword cultivators are the same, they can cultivate up to nine swords..."

The elder in the white robe looked at the young man who had asked the question and continued, "Such sword cultivators are called Dustless Sword Cultivators... But in the thousands of years I have known, no one has been able to cultivate nine swords simultaneously. The most I have heard of is someone who cultivated eight swords, but I have never seen this person with my own eyes, only heard about it."

"The disciple does not understand," the young man said in confusion.

The elder in the white robe still had a kind smile on his face and said, "I just said that those who achieve the unity of man and sword, by sensing the soul and merging with the sword, cultivate a sword spirit, which is the embodiment of their cultivation. But to cultivate a powerful sword spirit is not easy, let alone nine swords? For those who walk the path of the Dustless Sword Cultivator, their soul must be pure and strong. But a person with a pure and strong soul... I believe in this Daochen True World, it is almost impossible."

Hearing this, the young man pouted in disappointment.

At the same time, within Xichen Manor, a person who seemed to be about the same age as these young men was sweeping the fallen leaves in a courtyard with a broom. His expression was somewhat resentful, and as he swept, he grumbled, "What a damn mess... I must have had the worst luck in the world. If I was going to be reincarnated, I should have been reincarnated into a wealthy family to enjoy the glory and luxury of life... Instead, I was reincarnated into this mysterious manor, sweeping the floors. Damn! What kind of world is this..."

The young man's name was Bai Shi, about sixteen years old, about six feet tall, with a handsome face and perfect features. Even when he was grumbling, his eyes still emitted a sharp light, giving him a mature man's charm even at sixteen. If he were to dress up, he could probably make thousands of girls swoon. Unfortunately, at the moment, he was wearing a gray robe and a pair of straw shoes, looking like a slightly better-off scavenger.

Indeed, Bai Shi's straw shoes were very rough. When he walked to a certain spot, a thorn on the ground pierced through his shoe and directly into his foot, causing blood to seep out. In pain, Bai Shi put down his broom and stepped back.

Feeling a mix of frustration and helplessness, Bai Shi carefully pulled the thorn out of his foot and pretended to sob, "My Adidas, my Nike, my Anta... Give me a flying feeling, take me away from here. I can't take it anymore..."

After grumbling for a while, Bai Shi treated his wound and resumed his work for the day. However, his leg was not as convenient as before, and because of this, he was more careful and cautious in his work.

"Sweeping this manor for a year, when will it end... I can't sweep for the rest of my life. If I could be like the elder in the scripture hall in 'Demigods and Half-Devils,' a supreme being, that would be great. But Master says I am naturally unsuited for the path of cultivation... How can I, who is naturally obsessed with immortals and swordsmen, bear this!"

Unconsciously, in his grumbling, Bai Shi had already arrived at the back courtyard of Xichen Manor. As usual, every time he came to the back courtyard, he would bypass a wooden gate and come to a cave in the middle of a cliff.

Inside the cave, rows of sharp swords were neatly arranged. These swords, after being polished by Bai Shi, always shone brightly. In the center of the cave, there was a high stone platform. In Bai Shi's memory, there were nine swords on that platform. These nine swords were different from the others, emitting a unique light and a无形的能量波动.

But today, Bai Shi suddenly noticed that one of the swords on the platform was missing!

Seeing this, Bai Shi's body trembled, and his face turned serious.

After a moment of shock, as if forgetting the pain in his foot, he quickly ran out of the cave and toward the manor.

"Master, Master..." Soon, he ran to the tree where the elder was teaching the young men about the path of cultivation, panting heavily and startling the elder.

The elder in the white robe did not scold Bai Shi but slowly turned around and smiled, "What is it, Bai Shi?"

"A... a sword is missing!" Bai Shi said, out of breath.

The elder in the white robe stroked his long beard and laughed, "Ha... What's the big deal? Maybe one of the senior disciples took the sword to practice."

"No, no," Bai Shi waved his hand, took a deep breath, and continued, "It's one of the swords on the spirit stone platform, it's missing."

Hearing this, the elder's expression finally changed. He stood up abruptly, his face turning grim, "Bai Shi, this is no joke..."

Bai Shi answered firmly, "It's definitely missing, I saw it clearly."

The elder's expression turned serious. After a moment of hesitation, he vanished in a flash, leaving a residual image on the spot, disappearing from everyone's sight before they could react.

In the blink of an eye, the elder in the white robe arrived at the cave. When he saw that one of the swords on the platform was indeed missing, his body trembled again. His eyes were filled with shock, as if he had thought of something.

"These nine swords are not real swords, they are the spirits of swords... And the one that disappeared is the spirit of the Evil King Sword... Could it be that the Evil King has awakened...?"

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