Chapter 51: Swordplay Genius (Part 1)

"What a pity,"
Su Chen felt a pang of regret.
If the Holy Land hadn't been destroyed,
perhaps he could have even glimpsed the threshold of the Void Realm.
The Holy Land's patriarch insisted on attacking the forbidden zone,
resulting in the complete loss of its elite forces.
Even the patriarch himself was wiped out.
Although he narrowly escaped death,
he lost his power, becoming a rogue cultivator, forced to establish his own sect, the Prison Suppressing Sect, to pass on the legacy of the Prison Suppressing Emperor.
Without cultivation resources, Su Chen's cultivation progressed with great difficulty.
Ultimately, he stopped at the eighth level of the Profound Realm and died of old age.
Fortunately, for the first hundred years, with the Prison Suppressing Emperor's support, Su Chen enjoyed a period of glory.
[Aptitude: 0 (+)
Comprehension: 0 (+)
Family Background: 0 (+)
Mental State: 50]
Su Chen has 800 points of Reversal of Fate remaining.
Aptitude +350
Comprehension +350
Family Background +100
After making the arrangements, Su Chen began his next life.
......
He opened his eyes.
Su Chen stared blankly at the small, tender hand.
"In this life, I've awakened my memories so early?"
Su Chen was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.
Awakening memories, naturally, the earlier the better.
He looked around and found nothing but valuable items.
In this life, his background wouldn't be bad.
Around him were many people.
Among them was a handsome man and a beautiful woman.
The man, always with his sword at hand, dressed in a blue robe, gently picked up Su Chen, his gaze tender.
He was a very gentle swordsman.
The man placed Su Chen in front of the woman.
The woman was very beautiful, no more than twenty years old, and gently touched Su Chen, her eyelashes trembling.
The woman, tears streaming down her face, said, "This is our child."
The man said, "From now on, his name will be Shen Chen, the heir of the Imperial Sword Manor."
Su Chen's eyelids drooped, and he suddenly felt very sleepy.
He slowly drifted off to sleep.
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Su Chen had finally grasped his current environment.
He was not in the Eastern Wilderness, nor in the Central Plains.
But in the South.
The Southern Barbarians, the weakest of the Five Great Worlds.
The Eastern Wilderness was the second weakest, at least it had twelve sacred lands and some powerful but declining forces.
The Southern Barbarians, however, had only a handful of sacred lands.
In this life, Su Chen was born into the Imperial Sword Manor.
The Imperial Sword Manor only cultivated the sword path, and with a Transcendent Realm expert presiding over it, it was considered a major power.
Su Chen felt quite nostalgic about the sword path. Aside from his first life where he practiced swordsmanship because it looked cool, he had never cultivated the sword path again.
"A top-grade sword bone!"
"As expected of my grandson!"
Su Chen's face was filled with terror.
The master of the Imperial Sword Manor was Su Chen's grandfather.
He appeared as a middle-aged man.
His unkempt beard pricked Su Chen's little face painfully.
After a long while, Shen Lianxin smiled wryly, "Father, please let Chen'er go."
"Your beard has pricked Chen'er's face until it's bright red!"
Shen Tianyi realized what was happening and, seeing half of Su Chen's face pricked red, burst into laughter.
"Not bad, not bad, such patience at such a young age, a good prospect for swordsmanship!"
"I was just testing Chen'er's perseverance. Swordsmanship requires not only talent, but also a steadfast will, unshaken by centuries of wind and rain."
“Other children might have started crying, but Chen’er didn’t.”
Shen Tianyi’s eyes gleamed: “Chen’er… is extraordinary!”
Su Chen: “…”
Damn it!
Seriously spouting nonsense!
Looking at that smiling face, Su Chen clenched his small fists. If he weren’t too young to fight back, he really wanted to punch that face.
Shen Lianxin was skeptical.
Su Chen looked at his father’s silly expression.
He shook his head inwardly.
On the contrary, this 'grandfather'
was rough but meticulous.
Shen Tianyi rummaged through his clothes.
He pulled out a small, crystal-clear sword, radiating five-colored light.
Su Chen’s eyes widened instantly.
With his knowledge from his previous life, he naturally recognized what it was.
“A Primordial Sword Embryo…”
Even among the geniuses of the Holy Land,
not many people possessed a Primordial Sword Embryo.
"Good grandson, do you like this?"
Shen Tian placed a Primordial Sword Embryo in front of Su Chen and waved it around.
Su Chen nodded repeatedly.
'For the sake of this sword, I'll forgive you,'
Su Chen thought to himself.
A Primordial Sword Embryo—even his master, the Prison Suppressor Emperor, hadn't obtained one in his previous life.
Shen Tianyi smiled, seemingly pleased with his plan: "If you're willing to cultivate the sword path with your grandfather, then this innate sword embryo will be yours."
Su Chen's eyes brightened: "Really? Grandson is willing to cultivate the sword path with grandfather?"
"Chen'er!" Shen Lianxin grabbed Su Chen, placed him behind him, and faced Shen Tianyi directly, saying in a deep voice, "Chen'er is still young, it was just an unintentional remark. Please, Father, spare Chen'er. He absolutely cannot cultivate with you!"
Shen Tianyi's smile vanished, his eyes turning cold. He said indifferently, "Shen Lianxin, you dare to talk back to me?"
Su Chen looked at Shen Tianyi's drastically changed expression, feeling frustrated.
It seemed their relationship had shifted from "fatherly love and filial piety" to "fatherly love and filial piety."
Shen Lianxin was terrified of Shen Tianyi. To prevent Shen Chen from cultivating with him, he mustered his courage, and the Qingfeng Sword at his waist was drawn for the first time, radiating a soft, clear light, only to be easily caught by Shen Tianyi.
The Qingfeng Sword let out a mournful cry and was then tossed aside.
Shen Lianxin was grabbed by Shen Tianyi.
The difference in their cultivation levels was too great.
Seeing this, Su Chen realized his grandfather was about to kill his father, and quickly spoke up:
"Grandpa, please spare Father! I'm willing to cultivate the sword path with you!"
Hearing this, Shen Tianyi released Shen Lianxin and laughed loudly, "This is my grandson! Shen Lianxin, you're not even as good as a child!"
Shen Lianxin's face turned ashen. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but hesitated.
Su Chen understood.
His father in this life was a very gentle person.
But his grandfather in this life...
was a domineering person who wouldn't allow anyone to disobey him, not even his own child.
Su Chen was willing to learn swordsmanship from Shen Tianyi.
Shen Tianyi also gave Su Chen a nascent sword embryo.
The two left the Imperial Sword Manor.
Su Chen finally understood why Shen Lianxin had tried to stop Shen Tianyi from taking him on a cultivation journey.
He's only a three-year-old child!
Su Chen was speechless.
Inside the Sword Furnace.
The scorching sword intent seemed poised to pierce him through a thousand holes.
Su Chen gritted his teeth.
He cursed inwardly.
Three days later, seeing Su Chen barely alive, Shen Tianyi's eyes gleamed with a sharp light as he laughed loudly, "Good grandson, I knew I wasn't wrong about you! You're a born swordsman!"
Su Chen: "..."
He was almost dead, and he couldn't even give him a dose of medicine!
Is this really his grandfather?
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was an enemy.
And so, Su Chen continued to train in swordsmanship under his unreliable grandfather's guidance.
All sorts of cruel tortures were used on Su Chen.
Making Su Chen suffer terribly.
But Su Chen found it enjoyable.
Because... he was surprised to discover that his cultivation aptitude, under the cruel torture inflicted by Old Master Shen, had actually increased!