Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 250:
Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Already Reached the 17th Sword Stele
The disciples of the True Dragon Divine Sect shook their heads when they saw Yang Xiaotian agreed to the contest.
Yang Xiaotian had condensed six Nine-Colored Sword Hearts, and his talent in Sword Dao was indeed against the heavens, but everyone thought it was impossible for him to fully comprehend the first ten Sword Steles in half a year.
No one was optimistic about Yang Xiaotian.
“If Divine Yang loses, wouldn’t he be unable to use a sword in the future?” a Core Disciple worriedly said, “Divine Yang has the potential of a Sword God; if he can’t use a sword, how can he become a Sword God?”
Many disciples of the True Dragon Divine Sect also thought of this problem and showed worried expressions.
Yang Xiaotian originally had the potential to become a Sword God, but because of this bet, he might waste the opportunity to become a Sword God in the future, which was a great pity.
Zhu Miaomiao, Fang Shaoqiang, Huang Xin, and Wang Yao saw Yang Xiaotian provoked by Hu Yue and actually accepted the challenge; they were all secretly overjoyed.
If he couldn’t use a sword in the future, then Yang Xiaotian’s talent in the Sword Dao could be said to be wasted.
Seeing his sister Yang Ling’er so anxious she was almost crying, Yang Xiaotian consoled her, “Don’t worry, I will win.”
Hu Yue heard Yang Xiaotian saying he would win and let out a scoff with a laugh.
In fact, this trap had been set by them long ago.
Her mother had predicted that Yang Xiaotian would definitely come to comprehend the Sword Steles on the Sword Path after his return from the Imperial Capital.
“Yang Xiaotian, let’s start.” You Yi didn’t waste any words. Eight stele shadows appeared behind him, and then with a step, he walked unharmed past the first Sword Stele, and then the second Sword Stele.
And continued until the eighth Sword Stele.
Only those who had comprehended the Sword Steles would not be attacked by the power of the Sword Path’s steles.
Otherwise, as soon as one stepped onto the Sword Path, one would be bombarded by the power of the steles and unable to advance.
You Yi went straight to the ninth Sword Stele and began to comprehend it, causing everyone to look toward Yang Xiaotian.
Everyone wanted to see how Yang Xiaotian would comprehend the first Sword Stele.
“Disciple brother You Yi took only three days to comprehend the first Sword Stele; how many days will it take Divine Yang?” said one Core Disciple.
“Hard to say, hundreds of years ago there was a disciple with great talent in Sword Dao, his talent was no less than that of disciple brother You Yi, but he took a full five days to comprehend the first Sword Stele,” another Core Disciple said shaking his head.
Even though Yang Xiaotian’s Sword Dao talent was better than You Yi’s, the time it might take him to comprehend the first Sword Stele could be even longer.
Under everyone’s gaze, Yang Xiaotian shone with golden light, and the Divine Elixir flew out of his body.
When the Divine Elixir emerged, even though Yang Xiaotian suppressed its might with all his power, at the moment of its appearance, the earth shook and the mountains moved, and the surrounding disciples could not help but gasp and retreat in alarm.
When the light of the Divine Elixir blossomed, all the disciples saw that patterns resembling swords appeared on the surface of the Sword Path.
Moreover, all the Sword Steles began to flutter with radiant sword lights.
These sword lights interwoven with the patterns on the road formed a mysterious sword diagram in the air above the Sword Path.
The disciples were dumbfounded.
What was happening?
For millions of years, the Sword Path had always lain there quietly; it was unheard of for it to react to someone comprehending the steles.
And now, patterns resembling swords had appeared!
“What is going on?!” Even Hu Yue was stunned.
The previously distressed Yang Ling’er also wore a look of astonishment, having never imagined her brother’s Divine Elixir could cause such a major change in the Sword Path.
Yang Xiaotian’s gaze fell on the first Sword Stele.
In his eyes, the sword characters on the stele began to change incessantly.
Everyone saw that behind Yang Xiaotian, Sword Qi converged, and a shadow of a Sword Stele actually appeared.
“This is impossible!” cried out Hu Yue, Fang Shaoqiang, and others in disbelief.
Forming the shadow of a Sword Stele meant that he had fully comprehended that stele.
But Yang Xiaotian had just started to comprehend the first Sword Stele, and it hadn’t even been ten breaths.
In less than ten breaths, he had fully comprehended the first Sword Stele!
All the disciples and Yang Ling’er were astonished.
What in the world was going on?
Even if her brother’s Sword Dao talent was higher than You Yi’s, how could he comprehend the first Sword Stele so quickly?
Could it be because of the power of the Divine Elixir?
Yang Xiaotian passed the first Sword Stele and came before the second, beginning to comprehend it.
“He must have just gotten lucky; I don’t believe he can comprehend the second Sword Stele that quickly either!” Hu Yue was somewhat hysterical.
But just then, suddenly, Sword Qi surged behind Yang Xiaotian, and the shadow of the second Sword Stele condensed.
Seeing the shadow of the second Sword Stele behind Yang Xiaotian, Hu Yue’s face turned pale.
Yang Xiaotian continued on to the third Sword Stele.
Then, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth!
Soon, Yang Xiaotian arrived at the ninth.
Here, he was deep into the Sword Path.
You Yi was in front of the ninth Sword Stele, comprehending it, when he saw Sword Talismans emerge on the surface of the Sword Path. At this strange sight, he couldn’t help but become distracted.
When he regained his senses, he suddenly noticed someone walking up from behind. He focused his eyes, and it was as if he had seen a ghost: “Yang Xiaotian!”
Afterward, he saw the eight Sword Stele shadows condensed behind Yang Xiaotian.
You Yi’s lips quivered, speaking incoherently: “Eight Sword Steles!”
How was this possible!
He remembered he had only entered the Sword Path a short while ago.
And Yang Xiaotian clearly hadn’t walked the Sword Path before.
But then he saw that within less than ten breaths after arriving at the ninth Sword Stele, Sword Qi condensed behind Yang Xiaotian again, and the ninth Sword Stele appeared.
Yang Xiaotian continued toward the tenth Sword Stele.
Watching Yang Xiaotian continue toward the tenth Sword Stele, You Yi was dumbstruck, completely forgetting why the flowers were so red.
Before long, Yang Xiaotian had comprehended the tenth Sword Stele, but he didn’t stop there; he continued on to the eleventh.
Whenever Yang Xiaotian comprehended a Sword Stele, a glow from that Stele would appear in the sky above the Sword Path.
“The eleventh one now,” those outside the Sword Path remarked, seeing the glow of the Sword Steles emerge deep within the Sword Path, their faces in utter shock.
“How much time has he used?”
“It seems, less than a quarter of an hour!”
Hu Yue looked at the glow of the Sword Steles lingering in the sky above the Sword Path, her face ashen.
Her hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.
Soon, Yang Xiaotian had comprehended the eleventh Sword Stele, and then the twelfth, the thirteenth…
Seeing Yang Xiaotian step by step moving toward the end of the Sword Path, everyone present was dumbfounded.
“He’s not going to make it to the end of the Sword Path, is he?” a Core Disciple muttered in disbelief.
“Quick, report to the Sect Master!” A Core Disciple suddenly came to their senses and exclaimed excitedly.
With Yang Xiaotian’s current pace, it wouldn’t be long before he reached the end of the Sword Path.
If Yang Xiaotian truly made it to the end of the Sword Path, that would be an incredibly shocking event for the True Dragon Divine Sect.
At the moment, Hu Nan was practicing a set of the Mandarin Duck Butterfly Swords with his wife Liu Ping, exchanging affectionate glances when a Steward came running in frantically: “Sect Master, something terrible has happened; Divine Yang has begun comprehending the Sword Path today.”
Hearing this, Hu Nan gave the Steward an annoyed look. Was it necessary to report such a matter to him?
“He has already comprehended the seventeenth Sword Stele!” the Steward gasped.
Hu Nan’s hand shook, and the Mandarin Duck Sword almost pierced Liu Ping’s ample chest.
