Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor

"Sister Dongxue, can we sit on any of these cushions?"

Chu Feng, being new here, wasn't very familiar with the rules. There were over a thousand cushions. Logically, even if all the disciples eligible to enter Chuan Gong Hall were present, there would still be plenty of seats.

That's because within the whole Ten Thousand Sword Sect, only slightly more than two thousand disciples are fortunate enough to be eligible for Cultivation Technique training.

Moreover, more than forty percent of these disciples, due to their lack of determination or other reasons, cannot make it to the third floor. Even if they obtain the chance to choose a Cultivation Technique, the opportunity is wasted.

"You may sit on any of the reed mats at the back. The Yellow Silk Cushions require one to be rewarded by the instructor at least once or comprehend more than thirty percent of the essence of the Cultivation Technique to be eligible to sit on them," Dongxue explained.

Dongxue herself was sitting on a plain reed mat.

Chu Feng, not avoiding any suspicion, confidently sat next to her. Immediately, a faint fragrance assailed his nose, making Chu Feng feel quite delightful.

However, since she was kindly helping him, he naturally should not be too frivolous.

Otherwise, it would appear disrespectful.

It's not that Chu Feng had any particular thoughts about Miss Dongxue.

Like repels like, opposites attract.

Men are naturally attracted to beautiful women. Speaking with a maiden relaxes one and naturally fills the heart with joy.

Sitting next to Dongxue, Chu Feng felt very comfortable amidst the faintly ambiguous atmosphere.

"How capable are the instructors here? Who are they?" Chu Feng asked curiously.

"The instructors are certainly powerful; each one has a profound understanding of the principles of cultivation, all endowed with great wisdom. Currently, Chuan Gong Hall has twelve instructors. My Miss is one of them," Dongxue replied.

Every time Dongxue mentioned her Miss, she was particularly proud and boastful.

Chu Feng had assumed that the instructors would surely be the Supreme Elders of the Sect, or seniors who devote their whole lives to studying Cultivation Techniques. He hadn't expected Dongxue's Miss to be one of the twelve instructors.

"Your Miss is that impressive! I must experience it myself when there's a chance!" Chu Feng expressed his curiosity about Dongxue's Miss.

"Hmph, my Miss is not just impressive; she is ranked first among the younger generation of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Meeting her isn't difficult, she occasionally visits Chuan Gong Hall for lectures. But she won't be here today since she is busy painting."

Such confidential matters were originally not meant to be shared with outsiders.

Dongxue herself couldn't quite say why she divulged this information to Chu Feng.

Perhaps, it was because Chu Feng's gaze and expression were particularly sincere, making her involuntarily influenced and thus responding with sincerity, revealing much information.

Not far away, Han Sheng, Qin Shan, and others were all ears, eavesdropping.

"So Miss Si Huang is painting! That's why I haven't seen her for several days," Han Sheng moved closer, showing special concern for Dongxue's Miss.

He was like a fly, buzzing and impossible to shoo away.

"Miss Dongxue, what is your Miss painting this time? Is it still the lotus?" As Dongxue didn't continue, Han Sheng tried to keep the conversation going by himself.

"Yes, it's a lotus!" Dongxue didn't have particularly strong aversion towards this Han Sheng.

In addition to that, her attitude towards Han Sheng was neither cold nor warm because of her status.

Far less amiable and intimate than when she conversed with Chu Feng.

"Lotus?"

Han Sheng furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze intensifying.

Although lotus and water lily appear to be the same plant, Han Sheng still discerned something unusual in that mention.

"Could it be, your young lady is already preparing to ascend to the Supreme Sword God Realm?" Han Sheng was genuinely shocked; he seemed forever destined to only look up to Si Huang, who was as beautiful as a fairy, proud, holy, and unattainable.

"Why would Master Han ask such a question?" Dongxue was merely a Sword Slave, not having the sect relationship that official disciples like Han Sheng had. Thus, she normally addressed him as 'Master'.

And not as senior brother.

"Hehe, others may not understand your young lady, but I have always paid close attention to Si Huang. She used to paint lotuses, and now she paints water lilies, indicating that she has fully comprehended the lotus and now wants to grasp the whole water lily, including its leaves, stems, and flowers."

Han Sheng was truly impressive, deducing so much useful information from just one sentence.

"Supreme Sword God Realm? My heavens, does that mean Sister Si Huang has already cultivated to the Nine-star Sword God Realm? The gap between her and me is just too vast. No wonder even a Sword Slave by her side holds such an extraordinary position."

Chu Feng was truly shaken.

He considered himself extraordinarily talented; he had not even taken Qin Shan, a veteran Inner Sect Disciple who had cultivated for many years, seriously.

He was even confident of surpassing Qin Shan within five years.

It was only after he entered the Chuan Gong Hall and met Han Sheng that he realized there were heavens beyond skies and people beyond people. Han Sheng was ten times more formidable than Qin Shan, an absolute monster of the Inner Sect.

Who knew that compared to Sister Si Huang, such an awesome figure as Han Sheng would immediately seem lesser.

Chu Feng's anticipation grew even more intense; he was very eager to witness Sister Si Huang's grace.

"The Supreme Sword God Realm, a super realm that countless Sword Gods have yearned for and strived for their entire lives. Unfortunately, very few have ever reached that level. It is said that in the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect, only one person has achieved the Supreme Sword God Realm. Even the Sect Master hasn't reached that realm."

Si Huang must be very young; she aims to become the second Supreme Sword God of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Such an exceptional person made even Chu Feng involuntarily feel admiration.

"Why should Master Han envy my young lady? Haven't you also cultivated to the Nine-Star Sword God Realm? Perhaps you are already aiming for the Supreme Sword God Realm?"

Dongxue asked with a smile.

In the realm of Sword Cultivators, there's a saying: 'Without entering the Sword God, one remains mortal; without entering the Supreme, all is but illusion.'

It speaks volumes about how revered the position of a Supreme Sword God is.

"Alas, I am not a prodigy like your young lady. Reaching the Supreme Sword God Realm, how easy can it be? Everyone has their Dao; your young lady's Dao is the lotus. She enters the Dao through painting, possessing multiple talents. And I, a mere mortal, lack that ability and can only enter the Dao through the most barbaric methods."

Han Sheng humbled himself for once.

Chu Feng listened carefully, absorbing this precious experience and knowledge.

It turns out that to step into the Supreme Sword God Realm, one must find their own Sword Dao.