Invincible Divine Sword - Chapter 275
“I want to enter Celestial Burial Mountain,” Yang Xiaotian didn’t hide his intent, “Do you know of Celestial Burial Mountain?”
Zuo Qiu nodded, smiling, “Celestial Burial Mountain, many people are aware of it, just not sure if it’s the same one you’re talking about.”
“Where is Celestial Burial Mountain?” Yang Xiaotian hurriedly asked.
“There’s a Celestial Burial Mountain in the Celestial Burial Academy,” Zuo Qiu replied.
“Celestial Burial Academy!” Yang Xiaotian was startled.
Looking at Yang Xiaotian in surprise, Zuo Qiu said, “Brother, you don’t know about Celestial Burial Academy? The Celestial Burial Academy is one of the two major academies in our Buddha Source Empire.”
Yang Xiaotian explained, “I have always been cultivating at home and rarely leave,” then asked, “How can one enter the Celestial Burial Academy?”
“As long as you’re a student of the Celestial Burial Academy, you can study there,” Zuo Qiu said. “Actually, becoming a student of the Celestial Burial Academy is quite easy, as long as you pay a certain tuition fee each year, then you can study at the Celestial Burial Academy.”
Yang Xiaotian’s eyes widened, “Are you saying that anyone can become a student of the Celestial Burial Academy?”
“Yeah,” Zuo Qiu laughed, “Anyone can, any disciple from any sect or family, but you have to pay the tuition fee. The annual tuition fee is not cheap, the Innate Realm requires ten thousand gold for one year, the Martial King requires one hundred thousand gold for one year, and as for the Martial Ancestor, it’s one million gold per year!”
When Yang Xiaotian heard this, he clicked his tongue.
Martial Ancestor, just the annual tuition fee alone is one million gold!
Indeed, it’s astonishing.
If the Celestial Burial Academy had ten thousand Martial Ancestor realm students, how much would the annual tuition fees be?
That would definitely be a terrifying number.
“However, if you can pass their academy’s annual assessment, the Celestial Burial Academy will refund your tuition fees,” Zuo Qiu smiled, “But these assessments are extremely difficult, very few pass them, it’s really just wishful thinking.”
“How many people pass the Celestial Burial Academy’s assessment each year?” Yang Xiaotian curiously asked.
“The assessments set for each realm are different,” Zuo Qiu said, “In each realm, no more than ten students are able to pass.”
No more than ten people!
No wonder Zuo Qiu mentioned that very few people pass.
Laughing, Zuo Qiu said, “How about it, brother, you want to go to Celestial Burial Academy, do you want me to show you the way? I’m a man easily satisfied, just need to be fed.”
Yang Xiaotian laughed, “Sure, I’ll keep you fed, and full at that.”
He found this frank and straightforward young Zuo Qiu quite likeable.
Being a newcomer to the Buddha Source Empire, unfamiliar with life here, he indeed needed someone to show him the way.
After feasting and drinking their fill, the two continued on their way.
For the convenience of travel, Yang Xiaotian acquired two Windrunner Beasts.
Windrunner Beasts ran swiftly, faster than the steeds known for covering a thousand li a day.
More than ten days later, they arrived at the Celestial Burial Academy.
The Celestial Burial Academy was immense, with mountain ranges stretching as far as the eye could see.
A giant stele in front of the academy, however, caught Yang Xiaotian’s attention.
On the massive stele, someone had used Sword Qi to carve name after name.
Ji Wudi, Jian Changkong, Sun Moon Holy King, Demon Sky Sword God, Green Lotus Sword Deity…, looking at each name on the stele, Yang Xiaotian was amazed.
Because each of these individuals was incredibly stunning, each an invincible being that resonated throughout the Azure God Continent.
Each one, a supreme ruler of the Azure God Continent.
Each one, an unscalable mountain that pierces the heavens.
Especially upon seeing the Green Lotus Sword Deity, Yang Xiaotian was quite surprised.
Seeing Yang Xiaotian staring at the stone monument, Zuo Qiu said with a face full of admiration, “These invincible powerhouses, they have all studied at the Celestial Burial Academy. Although it has been many years since they left the academy, they are still remembered by generations of students and powerhouses, their fame enduring forever!”
Yang Xiaotian asked, “The Green Lotus Sword Deity also came to study at the Celestial Burial Academy?”
“Yes,” Zuo Qiu replied with interest when Yang Xiaotian mentioned the Green Lotus Sword Deity, “Over a thousand years ago, the Green Lotus Sword Deity entered the Celestial Burial Academy and studied there for four years.”
“Although the Green Lotus Sword Deity’s time at the Celestial Burial Academy was short, he broke many records of the academy. He is also one of the youngest Sword Gods on the Azure God Continent.”
“He is the one I admire the most.”
“My ancestor once said that within a hundred years, he is expected to become one of the top ten strongest on the Azure God Continent!”
As Zuo Qiu said this, his eyes sparkled, clearly holding extreme admiration for the Green Lotus Sword Deity, his little fanboy.
Yang Xiaotian had not expected his senior brother Green Lotus to have also studied at the Celestial Burial Academy.
“What level of strength must one achieve to leave their name on this stone monument?” Yang Xiaotian was very curious, “Does one need to become a Divine Spirit to do it?”
Zuo Qiu answered, “It’s not necessarily that one must become a Divine Spirit. For example, if one can refine Divine Level Elixirs, or condense nine Sword Hearts, they can also leave their name on this stone monument.”
“Just by condensing nine Sword Hearts?” Yang Xiaotian was surprised.
At this moment, he had already condensed eight Sword Hearts.
Only one more, and wouldn’t he be able to leave his name on this stone monument?
It seemed not so difficult.
Hearing Yang Xiaotian’s tone, Zuo Qiu rolled his eyes and said with exasperation, “Just condensing nine Sword Hearts? Do you think that’s easy? Those who can condense nine Sword Hearts are all unparalleled geniuses!”
“Do you know how many people have been able to condense nine Sword Hearts since the founding of Celestial Burial Academy?”
“Only five! Just five!”
Then, excitedly, he stretched out one hand and raised all five fingers as if afraid Yang Xiaotian wouldn’t understand the significance of five.
Seeing Zuo Qiu’s excited appearance, Yang Xiaotian asked with a smile, “Has anyone ever condensed ten Sword Hearts?”
Zuo Qiu was taken aback, “Ten?”
“Kid, where did you spring from, blabbering about ten Sword Hearts?” At that moment, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth surrounded by a group of people walked over.
The youth wore a white robe, a waist-mounted Ancient Sword, looking extraordinary. His complexion was fair, like a noble young master of the era.
Zuo Qiu furrowed his brows upon seeing the youth, clearly recognizing him.
The white-robed youth came over and looked at Yang Xiaotian, “Kid, do you think condensing ten Sword Hearts is easy? Since the founding of Celestial Burial Academy, there has only been one person who has condensed ten Sword Hearts.”
“For a braggart country bumpkin like you, I bet you don’t even know what Sword Hearts are.”
Then he led his entourage into the Celestial Burial Academy.
Watching the youth’s departing figure, Zuo Qiu said to Yang Xiaotian, “His name is Xiao Qiang, a Sword Dao Genius of the younger generation of the Xiao Family.” He then said gravely to Yang Xiaotian, “Don’t be fooled by his young age, just a few years older than you and I, but he has already condensed three Sword Hearts!”
“It seems he has also come to the Celestial Burial Academy, probably to enroll and study.”
Then he especially warned Yang Xiaotian, “If you ever run into him, be very careful. Don’t engage him in a fight. His strength is formidable, already a ninth level adept of Martial Ancestor.”
