Chapter 496: Training in the Sword God Palace

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Mo Xiao stood on a high hill, looking at the densely packed houses of the small town ahead, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

That was his hometown, where he had lived for over ten years!

But now he had to leave, and the indescribable attachment he felt made him lost in thought.

A hand reached out from behind and gently rested on Mo Xiao's shoulder.

He couldn't help but turn around to see that it was Zeng Yi.

"Don't want to leave?" Zeng Yi asked.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao shook his head, but then nodded.

For him, Qingping Town was not just his hometown. The Swift Wind Sword Dojo in the town, which had been passed down for generations, was now closed under his control. He felt guilty for letting his father down.

Although his destination this time was the Sword God Palace, the holy land of swordsmanship where he had been yearning to go all his life, desires and reality were conflicting.

He chose to leave and explore a broader world.

Zeng Yi smiled and said, "This is just a temporary parting, not without a chance to return."

"The current dojo is now left with only you and your sister. Your sister wants to go to the Sword God Palace to train. With your current strength alone, you are unable to sustain the dojo and restore its glory.

So, go to the Sword God Palace. Train yourself, make yourself stronger, strong enough to take on the dojo you want to see.

When that time comes, not only Qingping Town, but the entire Eastern Continent will know the name of the dojo!"

Mo Xin, who was behind Zeng Yi, agreed with these words, nodding and looking at her younger brother. She spoke, "Yes, Qingping Town is too small for both of us."

"I know all of this, but it's still hard to calm my heart." Mo Xiao replied.

The group of people stood silently beside Mo Xiao, waiting for him.

After a few minutes passed, Mo Xiao let out a sigh.

"Let's go."

The distance from Qingping Town to the Sword God Palace was quite far, considering that the town was already located on the edge of the continent, near the sea.

However, it would take about two days for the group to reach the Sword God Palace.

After all, as a Level 96 Super Douluo, Chen Mu, the Sword Saint, could fly with his sword, which was quite fast.

Zeng Yi, although only a Level 75 Spirit Saint, had comparable strength to a Titled Douluo and was adept at flying with his sword. He could easily carry one or two people with him.

However, Zeng Yi refused this method of travel.

The reason was that he wanted to see and experience the customs and culture of the Eastern Continent.

This reason left the others a bit helpless.

But they were not in a hurry to reach the Sword God Palace, so they agreed to Zeng Yi's request.

And so, the four of them began their journey on foot towards the Sword God Palace.

During this period, they passed through nearly ten cities.

In these days, the mysterious veil of the Eastern Continent gradually unfolded before Zeng Yi's eyes.

Compared to the Douluo Continent, the Eastern Continent was much smaller, more like a larger island.

Its area was roughly equivalent to the size of a kingdom on the Douluo Continent.

In addition to the Sword God Palace, there was also a Empire that governed the Eastern Continent.

The Eclipse Empire.

Although it was proclaimed as a monarchy, the Eclipse Empire was just a nation established by the Sword God Palace to govern the people. To put it bluntly, it was a pawn.

After all, in this place, the prestige and status of the Sword God Palace could not be shaken by anyone or any force.

As a blessed land under the protection of gods, the cultivation environment and innate talent of the people here were much better than in the outside world, the Douluo Continent.

Although the population here was not large, only a few million people, it would have been considered insignificant on the Douluo Continent.

But everyone here could cultivate, or in other words, everyone was a Spirit Master.

It could even be said that it was a massive legion of Spirit Masters.

In contrast, although the Douluo Continent had a population of billions, there were very few skilled Spirit Masters, probably even fewer than the population of the Eastern Continent.

Here, besides every individual being a Spirit Master, there were also spirit beasts.

However, the spirit beasts here were far superior to those in the Douluo Continent.

Because although everyone in the Eastern Continent was a Spirit Master, they didn't have much need for spirit rings on spirit beasts. In other words, they didn't need the spirit rings on spirit beasts to improve their own cultivation.

Because this place was a divine land, where the gods bestowed their spirit rings. These divine spirit rings were more attuned to their own martial spirits, and even the time limit could reach the maximum that they could possess.

As long as the spirit power level reached the requirement for advancement, one could go to the Spirit Tower set up by the Sword God Palace in various locations in the Eastern Continent, undergo the tests of the gods, and obtain a corresponding spirit ring.

So, the cultivation environment for Spirit Masters in the Eastern Continent could be said to be unique.

However, even with such favorable conditions, only a few talented individuals could reach higher realms in their cultivation.

Most people would only reach the level of a Spirit Master or a Spirit Grandmaster.

Therefore, in this continent where Spirit Masters were prevalent, so-called Rank 1 Spirit Scholars and Rank 2 Spirit Masters were just average compared to ordinary people on the Douluo Continent.

Nevertheless, because of the favorable cultivation environment, there were still many geniuses here.

Take Mo Xin, for example, a genius in swordsmanship!

At the age of only twenty, she had already reached the rank of a Level 54 Spirit King.

Zeng Yi recalled that he was about to turn 24 years old.

Mo Xin was younger than him.

He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But with her talent, if she were in the Douluo Continent, she would be considered a genius among geniuses.

Even the Golden Generation of the Martial Spirit Hall, in which only three people had reached such a level and the other two were several years older than him.

Moreover, Mo Xin was also one of the Twelve Sword Scions of the Sword God Palace.

In other words, among the outstanding individuals in the Sword God Palace, there were only eleven others besides Mo Xin.

This difference was like heaven and earth.

Ah, why was there such a huge disparity even though they were both forces blessed by divine inheritance?

During this journey, the first thing Zeng Yi did upon arriving in each city was to visit the famous sword sects and schools to challenge them.

To put it bluntly, he was challenging their swordsmanship.

But how could the behavior of a swordsman be described as "challenging." which lacked civility?

Certainly, it was a so-called exchange of swordsmanship.

In this way, they could progress together.

The Eastern Continent truly deserved its reputation as the land of swordsmen, and the development of swordsmanship here was very prosperous, with various sects and schools flourishing. Zeng Yi was fascinated and reluctant to leave.

Every swordsmanship exchange he had brought him great benefits.

But in the eyes of Mo's siblings, Zeng Yi's behavior had taken on a different meaning.

After all, he was a Sword Saint-level powerhouse who dared to bully small sects and schools. How could he still have face?

Was this what they called a Sword Saint? Such actions left them speechless.

However, in the eyes of Chen Mu, the Sword Saint standing at the same level as Zeng Yi, Zeng Yi's behavior was another scene.

As someone at their level, Chen Mu knew that Zeng Yi's behavior was a way of seeking enlightenment.

To reach their level, it was not enough to rely solely on closed-door cultivation to progress and become stronger.

Otherwise, everyone would be able to reach the Limit Douluo level.

For them, each rank was a major bottleneck, with qualitative changes, particularly after the Level 95.

Sometimes, breakthroughs at each rank could take a decade or more, even several decades. Some might spend their entire lives without a breakthrough, eventually returning to nature.

For people at their level, so-called cultivation, or rather, the pursuit of the Dao, was a search.

The search for their own path, the enlightenment of heaven and earth, the constant pursuit of excellence, breaking through their own limits, striving for their own, ultimate Dao.

And Zeng Yi was doing just that.

He immersed himself in the mundane world, starting from scratch, honing his swordsmanship.

As the saying goes, a true master is eager to learn like an apprentice.

Chen Mu saw that even with his current status as a Sword Saint, Zeng Yi still humbly sought advice from swordsmen far below his own level, seeking to understand their swordsmanship.

This was the pure essence of a swordsman!

Chen Mu began to understand why Zeng Yi, at such a young age, possessed such immense strength.

In addition to his great talent, unwavering willpower, and humble qualities, traveling through the Eastern Continent for nearly four months allowed him to finally reach the sacred place of the Eastern Continent, the place everyone aspired to.

The Sword God Palace.