Volume One, Chapter 11: I Am a Sword Cultivator, Yet I'm Given Gun Skills

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As Ye Chen listened to the old man’s tale, the confusion on his face deepened. He tried to grasp the meaning behind the old man’s words, but the mysterious descriptions of the Land of the Buried Gods, the Azure Blood Pearl’s enigmatic power, and the ancient beings were far beyond his understanding.

Summoning his courage, Ye Chen tentatively asked, “Could it be, senior, that this Azure Blood Pearl is a product of the pinnacle of martial arts, or perhaps a relic left behind by Buddhist cultivators, or maybe...” His voice trailed off, laden with uncertainty and speculation.

The old man merely shook his head gently, a complex expression flashing across his eyes. “None of those. This pearl is neither demonic, nor Taoist, nor Buddhist. It transcends these traditional paths of cultivation, harboring an even older and more profound power.”

At these words, Ye Chen’s bewilderment only grew, as if struck by an invisible force, plunging him into a brief daze. He had never imagined that such an existence could surpass all conventional understanding.

Seeing this, the old man smiled wryly, his voice tinged with kindness and reassurance. “Forget it, even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. Just remember this: the Azure Blood Pearl can aid your cultivation. As for how much it surprises you, that depends on your own fate.”

Though reluctant, Ye Chen could only nod silently. He knew well that some truths could not be unraveled hastily and required time to be slowly comprehended and explored.

Resolute, he vowed silently that no matter what the pearl’s true nature was, he would make full use of it, enhancing his cultivation to explore the vast world of martial arts.

Just then, the old man suddenly produced a yellowed ancient tome from his bosom and gently flipped it open. It contained a fragmented and incomplete cultivation method.

With a gentle gaze upon Ye Chen, he slowly said, “This is an incomplete technique I comprehended when cultivating the Azure Blood Pearl years ago. Since the pearl has accepted you, I think this method might help you. Though unfinished, its essence resonates deeply with the pearl’s power and may guide you to forge your own path.”

With a faint smile, the old man’s fingers moved slightly, and the ancient book seemed almost sentient as it slid toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen accepted it with both hands, his fingertips brushing the rough pages, stirring an inexplicable thrill and reverence within him.

He carefully turned to the first page, eyes falling upon the cover, where three characters were inscribed in a rough and archaic script.

Yet, to Ye Chen, those three characters were like an inscrutable celestial script. Despite years of cultivation and countless texts studied, he could not discern them.

He looked up at the old man, eyes full of confusion, mouth slightly parted, fumbling as if to speak but unable to find the right words.

The old man chuckled playfully, a hint of reproach and fondness in his gaze. “Ahem, ahem, you brat, I always told you to read more and learn your characters. Now look, you can’t even recognize these three words.”

Though Ye Chen said nothing, he thought to himself, “Yes, yes, you’re right!”

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The old man watched Ye Chen in silence, a faint smile flickering in his eyes before he assumed a serious tone. “I named this technique the ‘Reverse Azure Art.’ When you begin practicing, I will guide you a little, but first, you must promise me something.”

Curiosity and anticipation rose in Ye Chen’s heart as he hurriedly asked, “What is it?”

The old man did not answer immediately but smiled mysteriously. “Later. When you reach a certain level in your cultivation, I will tell you.”

Though puzzled, Ye Chen did not press further. He understood that the old man had his reasons.

Moreover, at this moment, he could barely safeguard his own life, much less assist the old man. It was better to wait.

Changing the subject, the old man said, “Now, I will help you formally merge with the Azure Blood Pearl. After fusion, not only will you inherit the ‘Reverse Azure Art,’ but you will also be able to further unlock the pearl’s potential.”

Excitement and anticipation flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes. He knew this would mark a pivotal turning point in his cultivation journey.

“Senior, I am ready,” Ye Chen said firmly, taking a deep breath and banishing all distractions to focus entirely on the forthcoming fusion.

The old man nodded approvingly and responded, “Good.”

Then, with a gentle wave of his hands, a mysterious and powerful force surged from his palms, sweeping toward Ye Chen.

At the same time, the old man chanted softly:

“Ancient azure blood, condensed into a guiding pearl,
Bloodline resonance, harmonized with heaven and earth.
With a single thought, the pearl melds with my body,
The sea of blood churns, ...”

This power carried an ancient and solemn aura, as if it could pierce through time and space, connecting all things in heaven and earth.

Under the old man’s guidance, Ye Chen closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and relaxed completely.

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He felt the mysterious power flowing in, like thousands of streams coursing through his body, nourishing every inch of flesh and bone.

As the fusion deepened, Ye Chen began to sense the overwhelming might within the Azure Blood Pearl.

This force intertwined and merged with his own qi and blood, forming a new and unprecedented system of power.

He seemed to hear the roar of his blood rushing within, feeling the surging power flood through him.

Amid this process, Ye Chen felt as if caught in an endless storm, his body and soul enduring unbearable pain and torment.

It was a sensation of being torn apart both physically and spiritually, so agonizing it nearly suffocated him.

Yet, amidst this ceaseless agony, Ye Chen’s gaze remained resolute. His jaw clenched tightly, and a faint, unyielding smile graced his lips.

He knew this was the fusion he had long dreamed of. Only by enduring such trials could he truly master the power of the Azure Blood Pearl.

Finally, amid a deafening roar, Ye Chen felt the bond between himself and the pearl tighten like never before.

He could sense the vast power within the pearl merging with his qi and blood, forming an astonishing new force.

“It’s done!” A surge of indescribable excitement welled up in Ye Chen’s heart, nearly causing him to shout with joy.

At that moment, a martial technique slowly emerged from the Azure Blood Pearl, hovering before him.

It was a formidable spear technique, radiating a blood-red glow, as if capable of tearing through the void and piercing all things.

“What? The Reverse Azure Blood Spear Technique?” Ye Chen looked at the martial art in surprise, a strange emotion stirring within him.

He had been a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect, skilled in swordsmanship, and this spear technique was undoubtedly a completely new challenge.

“What’s the matter? Not pleased with it, brat?” The old man’s voice rang teasingly in Ye Chen’s ear.

Ye Chen forced a wry smile. “Senior, I am a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect. This spear technique... I don’t quite know what to say about it yet.”