Chapter 6: Sword Douluo Kneels: The Water of the Sword Washing Pool Contains the Supreme Sword Dao?
With Jiang Chen's strength, he naturally detected the high-dimensional projection device floating in the void, invisible to ordinary mortals.
He could even imagine the terrified and despairing expressions of those people on the other side of the Douluo Continent.
"Tang San? Yu Xiaogang? Bibi Dong?"
"Tsk tsk, all familiar faces."
The amusement in Jiang Chen's eyes deepened. If it had been experts invading from another world, he might have simply crushed them to death with a single slap.
But since it was Douluo…
The feeling was like a fully max-level character with top-tier divine gear suddenly seeing a group of rookies in the beginner village fighting desperately over a few copper coins.
Not killing them and simply watching the show seemed far more interesting to him.
"System, block the Sky Screen from peering at my true body."
[Ding! Blocked. In the eyes of the Sky Screen, the host will appear as an indescribable incarnation of the Dao.]
Jiang Chen nodded. He had no interest in being treated like a performing monkey by a bunch of ants.
If he was going to do something, then he would be the one high above the nine heavens, manipulating everything from behind the scenes.
"Since you've entered my territory, I might as well add a little extra flavor for you."
Jiang Chen looked toward Zhu Zhuqing, who was currently being led to the miscellaneous affairs department. With a slight movement of his thoughts, a faint divine transmission directly echoed in the mind of the outer sect female disciple responsible for guiding her.
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Primordial Immortal Court, Mountain Gate Plaza.
The outer sect female disciple who was leading the group was about to hand Zhu Zhuqing over to the steward of the miscellaneous affairs department.
Suddenly, her entire body trembled violently. Her face turned deathly pale, then immediately transformed into boundless reverence and fanatic devotion.
She abruptly turned around and knelt heavily toward the depths of the Immortal Court.
"This disciple obeys the immortal decree!"
The sudden scene startled both Xiao Cui and Zhu Zhuqing.
"S-Senior Sister, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Cui asked nervously.
The outer sect disciple stood up and took a deep breath. When she looked at Zhu Zhuqing again, the expression in her eyes had completely changed.
The earlier casual superiority was gone. In its place was a complicated gaze filled with a trace of envy and even a hint of reverence.
"Zhu Zhuqing, right?"
Her voice trembled slightly.
"You don't need to report to the miscellaneous affairs department anymore."
"Just now, the Immortal Lord's attendant delivered the Immortal Lord's personal decree."
"He said your bloodline is special. You are granted permission to go to the Sword Washing Pool and become one of the candidates for the Immortal Lord's sword attendant maid."
Boom!
The moment those words were spoken, the beast bone in Xiao Cui's hand dropped straight to the ground. Her mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.
"A… a sword attendant maid?!"
"And serving the Immortal Lord himself?!"
The way Xiao Cui looked at Zhu Zhuqing was as if she were witnessing a divine maiden who had ascended to heaven in a single step.
In the Primordial Immortal Court, being able to serve the Immortal King as a maid held a status countless times higher than even an outer sect elder.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Sky Screen, on the Douluo Continent.
Although they could not hear the exact transmission, they saw the previously powerful outer sect disciple suddenly kneel and then completely change her attitude toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Everyone realized one thing.
Zhu Zhuqing had encountered a truly massive backer.
Primordial Immortal Court, Outer Sect Region.
The bronze warship slowly descended onto a floating immortal island.
This place was not the core of the Immortal Court. It was merely a Servant Peak used to house miscellaneous workers and low-level disciples.
Yet even so, the moment Zhu Zhuqing stepped off the warship, her entire body froze.
"Th-This… is the floor?"
She lowered her head and looked at the plaza tiles beneath her feet.
The tiles were a deep bluish-black, with faint streams of light flowing across their surface as they emitted an indestructible aura.
Zhu Zhuqing cautiously circulated her soul power, which had just surged to Rank 43. Her Hell Spirit Cat martial soul possessed her body, and her sharp claws extended outward as she slashed at the ground with all her strength.
"Clang!" Sparks flew everywhere!
However, the ground didn't even gain a faint scratch.
Instead, Zhu Zhuqing's fingers were shaken painfully numb, and her claws nearly snapped.
"Hiss—"
She inhaled sharply.
With her current attack power, she could easily slice through rock and tear apart steel on the Douluo Continent.
Yet she couldn't even break the defense of a brick used to pave the floor of this Immortal Court?
Xiao Cui, standing nearby, burst into laughter.
"What are you doing? That's a tile made from refined Profound Iron Essence mixed with Star Sand. Even outer sect senior brothers can't leave a mark on it, even when slashing with flying swords."
"Your little cat claws shouldn't be sharpening your nails on it. It's honestly painful just watching the tiles suffer."
Hearing this, the entire Douluo Continent exploded in shock.
Heaven Dou City, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who was watching the projection, suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at the screen with trembling hands.
"Pr-Profound Iron Essence?!"
"And they're using it to pave the ground?!"
"Have they gone insane?! That's a top-tier material used to forge divine weapons! I searched for fifty years and only found a piece the size of a fingernail, which I embedded into my defensive soul tool."
"And this sect uses it to pave the plaza?!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's breathing also became rapid. He stared fixedly at the plaza, his eyes filled with fanaticism and jealousy.
"What a waste! This is truly a waste of heavenly treasures!"
"If such material were used for forging a sword for me, the quality of my Seven Kill Sword would definitely rise to an entirely new level!"
But this was only the beginning.
The outer sect female disciple responsible for guiding them led Zhu Zhuqing across the plaza to the Sword Washing Pool.
"Since the Immortal Lord's decree allows you to become a candidate sword attendant maid…"
"The first thing you must learn is how to wash swords."
"If the Immortal Lord's sword ever gathers dust in the future, that will be considered your dereliction of duty."
The disciple pointed toward a pool ahead and spoke calmly.
The pool wasn't large, about thirty meters across. The water was crystal clear, but strangely, it did not reflect the sky above.
Instead, within the water, it looked as if countless tiny fish were swimming.
But upon closer inspection, those were not fish.
They were countless microscopic yet extremely sharp strands of sword qi.
Each strand seemed to contain a unique and profound principle of the sword dao.
"This pool water…"
Zhu Zhuqing merely glanced at it from the shore.
"Buzz!"
She suddenly felt stabbing pain in her eyes, as if needles were piercing them. Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, and her martial soul let out a mournful cry as though it had encountered a natural predator, instantly retreating back into her body in fear.
"Don't stare at the water for too long."
The female disciple reminded her calmly.
"This water was casually drawn by the Immortal Lord from the Heavenly River when he practiced swordsmanship long ago. It contains one billionth of the Immortal Lord's sword intent."
"Although it has been diluted by countless years, for mortals it is still an immense terror."
"If you didn't possess a bit of determination, you wouldn't even be qualified to approach this place."
The moment those words fell—
Douluo Continent, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Thud!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been sitting on his chair, suddenly dropped to his knees toward the Sky Screen the moment the camera showed a close-up of the pool water.
Not only did he kneel, but the man known as the embodiment of the sword, the continent's number one attacker, and a Rank 96 Super Douluo, was now trembling violently with tears streaming down his face.
Like a pilgrim worshipping a sacred relic, he stared at the screen with absolute madness in his eyes.
"The sword dao… that is the supreme sword dao!"
"I see it! I see it!"
"In that tiny ripple of water, there is the heaven-slaying intent I have never comprehended!"
"In that single drop of water lies the unparalleled sharpness I have never touched!"
"To hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening without regret!"
"To hear the Dao in the morning and die in the evening without regret!"
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