Chapter 56: Sword Prodigy (Part Six)

Ever since learning of Su Chen's defeat to the Sword Demon disciple of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land,
Shen Tianyi changed.
He seemed unable to accept that his legendary physique from the Imperial Sword Manor had been so easily defeated.
"Chen'er...you've disappointed me too much."
Shen Tianyi's gaze was cold.
He staggered into the ancestral hall of the Imperial Sword Manor.
He dug out a black iron box.
As if making a decision.
He left the ancestral hall with the iron box.
Months later, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down.
Shen Lianxin felt uneasy, as if something major was about to happen.
He looked at his wife beside him,
and then at Shen Ping'an reading in the pavilion.
Both were unharmed.
Shen Lianxin realized he hadn't seen Shen Tianyi for a long time.
After thinking for a moment, he told his wife and children he had to go out for a while and left.
They arrived at Shen Tianyi's residence.
The residence was deserted.
A faint smell of blood filled the air.
Shen Lianxin hurriedly pushed open the door.
Seeing the black box in the center, he quickly picked it up to examine it.
The words that met his eyes sent a chill down his spine.
【Bloodline Sword Forging Technique】
“Not good, Chen'er is in danger!”
.......
Rain drizzled, and the wind howled.
Within a three-foot radius, the white-robed youth created his own world.
Su Chen's eyes were indifferent as a three-foot-long sword emerged from his hand.
Countless broken swords were embedded in the desolate mountain peak.
A scene of utter desolation.
Ahead stood a towering cauldron, within which flowed scorching Crimson Heart Lava.
He watched as Shen Tianyi poured the essence of a swordsman with broken limbs into the treasure cauldron, forging a sharp sword from this fragment.
The sword's blade was as white as snow, imbued with a Daoist aura.
It was a fine sword.
"Good grandson, what do you think of this sword?"
Shen Tianyi tossed the forged sword to Su Chen.
Su Chen caught the sword; it was as thin as a cicada's wing, brimming with terrifying energy.
"It is indeed a fine sword."
Shen Tianyi smiled.
"If you defeat me, Grandpa will forge you the best sword from the Imperial Sword Manor."
"If you lose, the loser is not qualified to continue possessing the Imperial Sword Body."
Su Chen lowered his eyes, his gaze deep.
'Could this old man's mentality have collapsed because I lost to the Sword Demon disciple?'
Su Chen was speechless; this old fellow's mentality was far too fragile.
Why didn't he go and fight the Sword Demon of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land?
Shen Tianyi moved, and the swords throughout the desolate mountain hummed. Thousands upon thousands of abandoned swords shed their dust and rust, unleashing a chilling gleam, like a river of steel.
Shen Tianyi intended to strip Su Chen of his Sword Control Body.
Su Chen, naturally, wouldn't sit idly by.
"Grandpa, the master of the Sword Control Manor should be replaced."
Su Chen also had his eye on the position of master of the Sword Control Manor.
A first-level Profound Realm cultivator versus a fourth-level Profound Realm cultivator.
Defeat should have been inevitable.
But...
Su Chen suddenly unleashed a golden aura, sacred and solemn, transforming into a phantom dragon. From his feet to his waist, and then to his head, a true dragon coiled, its dazzling golden eyes impossible to look directly at, golden qi swirling around it.
The Imperial Extreme World-Shaking Scripture!
In his previous life, he had comprehended it, but hadn't cultivated it extensively.
Having inherited the legacy of the Prison Suppressor, cultivating the Imperial Extreme World-Shaking Scripture would be of little use, and would even incur the Prison Suppressor's disdain.
In this life, he had been secretly cultivating this technique.
Even when fighting Yan Chong, he hadn't revealed it.
Shen Tian was stunned for a moment, then laughed heartily, filled with immense satisfaction.
"My good grandson, you actually possess such cunning!"
His eyes turned greedy.
Once Pandora's box is opened,
only endless greed remains.
Su Chen's gaze was calm as he swung his sword towards the sky.
"The Dust of Calamity, First Form, Ceasefire!"
The Dust of Calamity Sword Technique was a sword technique Su Chen comprehended after his battle with the Little Sword Demon.
Although there was only one sword strike now,
this one sword strike
encompassed all of Su Chen's martial arts path to date.
Thousands upon thousands of desolate swords seemed frozen in time.
little by little, from the tip to the hilt, they dissipated like sandstorms, vanishing without a trace.
Shen Tianyi looked down.
He was left with only half his body standing in mid-air.
Blood coughed from the corner of his mouth.
"I lost..."
Hundreds of years of cultivation had been defeated by his grandson. Shen Tianyi felt a surge of resentment.
Shen Tianyi's body plummeted into the cauldron, quickly submerged in the scalding lava.
Shen Lianxin, arriving late, witnessed this scene. His face, wet with what appeared to be rain or tears, was indistinguishable from the torrential rain.
"A tragic fate...a tragic fate..."
Shen Lianxin trembled violently.
His own child had killed his own father. How could this be?
"This was Grandpa's own choice."
Su Chen approached Shen Lianxin.
Shen Lianxin looked up at Su Chen's face.
His face was as cold as ice.
Without a trace of emotion.
He saw the shadow of Shen Tianyi.
Even more ruthless, even more heartless than Shen Tianyi.
Was this person still his child, his own flesh and blood?
Shen Lianxin gave a bitter laugh.
He left Yujian Manor.
Su Chen didn't know where Shen Lianxin went.
After Shen Tianyi's death, Su Chen became the master of Yujian Manor as he had wished.
Within Yujian Manor, besides the deceased Shen Tianyi, the departed Shen Lianxin, and Su Chen and his grandson—three at the Tongxuan Realm—there was also a steward and two bodyguards, all at the Tongxuan Realm.
The sword guards of Yujian Manor were even more elite.
With Su Chen's reputation, many sword prodigies came to join Yujian Manor.
One year later
Su Chen gazed at the precious cauldron before him. The magma within gradually receded, revealing a divine sword, its surface jet black, wreathed in a layer of eerie ghostly flames.
This divine sword was forged using Shen Tianyi's swordsmanship skills. It possessed innate sentience and could only be wielded by those of the Shen family bloodline.
Su Chen grasped the sword. Black flames spread from his arm to his neck, the black veins resembling small snakes, yet Su Chen felt no pain whatsoever.
Su Chen's eyes lit up. He praised, "A fine sword. From now on, I'll call you Guichen (Return to Dust)."
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.
Su Chen left the desolate mountain with the Guichen sword.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Since Shen Lianxin left the Imperial Sword Manor, there had been no further news of her.
Su Chen devoted himself to cultivation at the Imperial Sword Manor, breaking through from the first level of the Profound Realm to the third level.
To leapfrog two realms in ten years—that's incredibly fast!
Reaching the Void Realm in the future is practically a certainty.
"Brother, you've emerged from seclusion?"
Shen Ping'an rushed over immediately.
In the past ten years, Shen Ping'an had grown up, becoming a handsome and imposing young man.
He had also become Su Chen's right-hand man.
Su Chen nodded and asked, "During my two years of seclusion, has anything major happened?"
Shen Ping'an smiled wryly, "Brother, regarding the task you entrusted to me, both the Qingwu Dynasty and the Changle Dynasty are willing to submit to my Imperial Sword Manor and become its subordinate forces."
"However... the Yunyuan Dynasty is being interfered with by the Flying Star Sect, who are constantly causing trouble. Even Elder Shen Kai was injured, and the Flying Star Sect Master even declared that the Yunyuan Dynasty is under his protection. Even if you personally go there, you will never return."