Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 231: Woman of Stars Rings the Bell 17 Times, Invincible Divine Power Suppresses the Golden Lotus (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In front of the jade monument archway outside the Sword Pool Palace.

The Jiangling Prince, who had changed into a Confucian robe and held an oil-paper umbrella, looked up in the drizzle. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the many swords that flashed past the sky above the Sword Pool Palace and the cultivator sitting on them. A solemn expression appeared on his face.

The drizzle landed on the umbrella, as if it contained a sharp sword qi that wanted to cut the umbrella open.

The Second Prince and the old Daoist from the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, followed beside him. The three of them walked together and listened to the three chimes that sounded like a whale’s low cry.

“Did someone ring the Sword Bell?”

Second Prince Zhao Pei asked in confusion, “Could it be that An Le, who equipped Green Mountain, entered the Sword Pool Palace and rang the Sword Bell only three times?”

However, the Celestial Master Residence’s Venerable Li and the Jiangling Prince shook their heads with strange expressions.

“I’ve been ringing the bell in the Celestial Master Residence for decades, but I can still tell that these three sounds are not the sound of the bell being struck by external forces. They’re more like the sound waves automatically emitted by the bell’s internal tremors.”

Venerable Li’s tone was filled with disbelief and complicated emotions.

A hint of surprise flashed across the Second Prince’s eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. “I remember that the Sword Pool Palace uses the Sword Bell to find people with the Sword Fate according to the number of bell rings. ”

“It’s ordinary fate if you can ring the Sword Bell less than three times.”

“You’re very fated to ring the Sword Bell nine times. The Sword Pool Palace can forge a third-grade sword for you.”

“You’re extremely fated to ring the Sword Bell eighteen times. The Sword Pool Palace can forge a second-grade sword for you.”

“Back then, my Old Imperial Uncle brought a tattered bamboo sword in front of the Sword Pool Lake. He only knocked the Sword Bell eighteen times to seek the sharpening of Green Mountain, causing that old Sword Sage to involuntarily open his eyes that had been sealed for a hundred years and cast his gaze over.”

“At this moment, there are only three rings… However, whether it’s inside or outside the bell, it’s nothing.” The Second Prince said softly.

The Jiangling Prince glanced at the Second Prince, and a smile appeared on his refined and somewhat demonic face.Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt

“Just based on your confidence, I’ll choose you over Zhao Shenyan.”

The Jiangling Prince said, but he could not hear if his words were mocking or admiring.

Second Prince Zhao Pei smiled indifferently and raised his hand to touch the golden mark between his eyebrows.

“Venerable Li, although the Celestial Master Residence is a Daoist sect, it also has the inheritance of the Sword Dao. If I borrow the power of the Purple Qi Golden Lotus to ring the Sword Bell… do you think I can surpass 18 chimes?” The Second Prince asked softly.

The jade monument archway in front of the Sword Pool Palace was silent. Only the faint sound of rain falling on the limestone filled the air.

The Daoist from the Celestial Master Residence, Li Qingchuan, was stunned when he heard that. He continued to smile awkwardly. “The Purple Qi Golden Lotus is a strange object condensed from the providence of the Celestial Master Residence. It shouldn’t be difficult to ring the bell, but surpassing 18 bells… I can’t answer you for sure.”

These honest words made the Second Prince’s eyes reveal excitement.

An interested smile appeared on the Jiangling Prince’s lips.

The three of them stepped forward, breaking through the drizzle and walking in.

The abnormal movements of the various parties in the Sword Pool Lake naturally caused Su Muzhe to wake up from her shocked reaction.

She turned to look at An Le with bright eyes. Then, she looked at Zhao Huangting with gentleness in her eyes.

“Husband, I believe you!”

When Zhao Huangting heard this, he stroked his beard and smiled. Although he was also shocked, he naturally had to show a calm expression at this moment.

“You have to trust your husband’s eyes.”

Zhao Huangting’s words were calm, but his tone was a little smug.

Su Muzhe pursed her lips and smiled. She looked at the figures who were stepping on swords or riding sword lights over and raised her hand to wave gently.

Most of the sword cultivators did not approach again. They only sat upright on their swords and watched from afar.

But there were exceptions.

For example, the middle-aged man who had come under orders from the old swordsmith landed beside everyone and his gaze immediately landed on An Le.

He could confirm in his heart that this child had caused the Sword Bell to ring three times.

“Yo, isn’t this Old Wan?”

“Long time no see.”

When Zhao Huangting saw the person, he couldn’t help but smile and greet him.

The middle-aged man’s face was stiff as he glanced at Zhao Huangting coldly, as if he was surprised that this extremely annoying guy was here again.

“Wan Jieliu, you’ve been learning how to forge swords from Master Wang for so many years. Have you made some achievements? Have you made a famous first-grade sword for me to take a look?”

However, Zhao Huangting was already used to it. He had long known this person’s temper.

“Who is this young man?”

The middle-aged man looked at An Le with sparkling eyes and asked.

“Didn’t you see the Green Mountain at his waist? I gave it to him. He’s my good friend,” Zhao Huangting said with a smile.

Wan Jieliu ignored Zhao Huangting and stared at An Le carefully, as if he was looking at a perfect sword embryo. His eyes gradually burned.

“He hasn’t rung the bell yet. Teacher looks forward to how many times he can ring, so he asked me to take a look.” Wan Jieliu said.

Zhao Huangting and Su Muzhe were stunned. They did not expect An Le to attract the attention of the old swordsmith, who was second only to the old Sword Sage in the Sword Pool Palace, before he could ring the bell.

At this moment, An Le gradually recovered from the state of the Dao Fruit evolution.

Because the [Innate Swordsman] Dao Fruit was constantly trembling, An Le could not help but make up his mind. He augmented the Age Qi and let the Dao Fruit evolve by itself.

He sacrificed a wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi and the original [Collapsing Sword] Dao Fruit.

However, the first wisp of Molten Gold Age Qi’s luster was not very golden and had not been observed. Therefore, An Le’s heart did not ache even if he sacrificed it..