Master of Untold Daos Chapter 445
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As for talks about me liking cultivation, don’t be stupid, I never did it in the first place .
Chen Ming was pondering his most pressing matter . He trained his Hegemonic Immortal Sword and got a passing score and yet it could get even stronger . I have to fuse them flawlessly, to become one .
Despite all talks, it was easier said than done .
He got it now, I need to train two swords into becoming one . This is the Hegemonic Immortal Sword .
He brought them this far and now he just had to make the fusion harmonious .
If not for having prior knowledge of this working, he’d never believed it possible even beaten to death .
Hardship cultivation’s sword arts were used with a firm grip on the sword, as opposed to spiritual cultivation’s sword art, where a flying sword was the norm . The difficulty in fusing them was high .
Since someone trod this path, and not just one, it validated his course of actions as being plausible .
The Path of Decay’s best use was precisely this . My line of thought is valid .
If not, the Path of Decay would’ve flunked me .
Time slipped away, and Chen Ming was more earnest in fusing the swords . He began to ponder deeper notions . He was an adept of using spiritual power for Sky Splitting Sword, but that couldn’t be said the same for using vitality to fuel the Matchless in Eight Feet .
I have to merge spiritual power and vitality .
The good news was, he had plenty of Dao Palaces .
They were strewn everywhere inside him so, in this aspect, he wasn’t lacking .
Chen Ming was now trying to convince his heart this wasn’t two but a single sword .
Time passed as he continued his cultivation session .
But the Galaxy had never before been so restless .
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Nr . 0 stood in his personal hall as Inevitables showed one at a time, his retainers, his first group of Inevitables since he became Relentless .
He first looked them over through the one eye opened mask . The purpose of the mask was to show the world nothing could escape his sight, that he always had an eye on it .
Nr . 0 said, “First order of business, I don’t want any Nr . 5 Faceless to appear among you . Got it?”
Inevitables clasped their hands, “We obey!”
He resumed, “Second, Sacred Mountain . In this day and age, someone wants to wrestle Heavenly Dao’s power . If it wasn’t for my high cultivation, I would’ve given it a try . “
One said, “Sire Relentless, our men are out there! The four Paragons and their leader are moving as we speak!”
Nr . 0 said, “You don’t seem to understand the gravity of the Wordless Upheaval . There’s no point in it if the offender doesn’t try to break the limit . That punk, Wu Fu, is good, but not enough . “
Another asked, “Is there an Earth Immortal in this world who can best Wu Fu?”
Nr . 0 chuckled, “But of course . I am that place’s exiled disciple . You tell me if there aren’t . “
None dared . With such outstanding renown, not even the four Domains move against Nr . 0 .
Yet the fact he was an exiled was shocking .
Nr . 0 continued, “On a far and distant star, a temple lies, the Heavenly Dao Sanctuary . I need someone to send it a message . “
One said, “Sire Relentless, we do not fear death . We are just unsure if we can enter such a place . “
“Enter? Of course, you can’t . I only want you to send my message . I recall junior brother’s cultivation should prove a decent match for the offender . Go . “
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Months later .
Outside the Heavenly Dao Sanctuary stood an Inevitable with his mask of rage on his face . He never imagined this place, this weak and small star, being empty of cultivators to the point not even the Sacred Mountain showed up .
Heavenly Dao Sanctuary was outside a remote and isolated fishing village . He didn’t dare step inside, always waiting at its edge . The sun rose, basking the land in its warm glow .
A Daoist youth came out to sweep the place .
Inevitable couldn’t even gauge his cultivation, he was nothing more than a mortal in his eyes .
He spoke, “The Wordless Upheaval has begun . “
The youth kept to his work as if he didn’t even hear him . He repeated, “The Wordless Upheaval has begun . “
The young Daoist just looked in passing and the man broke out in sweat . Yet the youth’s gaze was warm as the spring breeze .
“I know . “
Inevitable wanted to flee, not wishing to stay a second longer . Relentless couldn’t have played me .
The youth said, “Did head senior brother sent you?”
Inevitable was lost for words . He didn’t know Nr . 0’s rank here and left dejected .
The young Daoist looked around yet kept to his work until no leaves remained about .
He descended into the fishing village . Children laughing and playing rang about but the sight of him made them take the air of scholars as they bowed, “Teacher Zi Yu . “
Zi Yu smiled with a nod, “Behave alright . Today we will learn a Confucius saying, it is always a pleasure to greet a friend from afar . “
Zi Yu stood before a sand tray as he wrote on it . The courtyard entered a period of study .
Six hours later, Zi Yu watched the inattentive children . Such behavior was normal for them . Teaching them any longer would be pointless .
“Go out and play . “
Zi Yu walked next to the courtyard where a widow lived, Xing Hua . Zi Yu knocked on her door .
She looked with longing at the door before opening it, “Teacher Zi Yu!”
Her word contained joy as well as shyness .
Zi Yu smiled, “I thought you’re running low on water and since I was free, I came to help you . ”
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