Chapter 551 - 482: Chi Weixuan, Giving Rise to a Heart Demon

Chapter 551: Chapter 482: Chi Weixuan, Giving Rise to a Heart Demon

Chi Weixuan had been feeling irritable lately.

Or rather.

Ever since he was defeated by Qin Wuyou—an upset where the weaker bested the stronger—during the sect’s sword duels, he had been in a constant state of agitation.

Chi Weixuan was a genius in the Sword Dao. If he weren’t, he never would have distinguished himself enough to become a legacy disciple of the Jade Void Sword Sect, looking down upon the countless masses of the mediocre.

But unfortunately.

The fate of a genius was to become a stepping stone for an even greater one.

After all.

There were simply too many geniuses in the current generation of the Sword Sect.

There was Qingli of the Five-Method Golden Core, who was in a league of her own, and Four Extremes Sword Lu Chen, who had risen from obscurity and was a dual master of swordsmanship and Sword Arrays.

Compared to those two, even a one-in-ten-thousand genius like Chi Weixuan seemed dim and lackluster.

Moreover.

He couldn’t compare to his senior brother and sister.

He could still console himself. ’They’ve been cultivating longer and have a deeper foundation. It’s perfectly normal that I can’t beat them.’

But to be soundly defeated in front of the entire sect, by a rising star like Qin Wuyou, with such a decisive advantage...

The blow this dealt to Chi Weixuan was truly severe!

As a result, despite being a powerful legacy disciple at the Late-stage Golden Core, he had spent the last few years in a daze, morose and unfulfilled.

After all, he wasn’t Jiang Wenyuan. With his remaining lifespan, if he could get the sect’s support and be provided with a fifth-rank Spirit Vein, Chi Weixuan still had a chance to reach for the Nascent Soul realm.

However, the sect’s fifth-rank Spirit Veins were vital to its security and were used to support Nascent Soul cultivators. The opportunity to use one only came once every hundred years.

This century, it was bound to be Qingli.

The next century, it was bound to be Lu Chen.

And him?

If he could pull himself together and defeat Qin Wuyou, perhaps he could compete for the opportunity in the third century.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, Chi Weixuan knew in his heart that with the help of Qin Wuyou’s Dao Body, the gap between them would only grow wider over time.

Of course, given his lifespan, he wouldn’t have to worry about dying of old age even four hundred years from now.

But even if he wasn’t about to pass away, his remaining years would be few. The Sword Sect would never provide a fifth-rank Spirit Vein to someone on the verge of death.

And so, Chi Weixuan had basically come to terms with a fact.

Barring some world-shaking stroke of fortune.

He, Chi Weixuan.

Would never reach the Nascent Soul realm in this lifetime.

It was cruel, but it was reality.

"The immortal path values struggle. One step behind means you’ll always be behind..."

"I hate this..."

Aboard the spirit ship, Chi Weixuan drank alone under the moon, trying to drown his sorrows as he gazed out at the boundless sea.

The cold sea breeze, sharp as a knife, scraped against his skin, bringing with it the chill of the night.

’Explore the south and search for an evil being?’

’This mission... are those old geezers in the sect messing with me?’

Chi Weixuan swirled the wine in his cup and sneered, his face a mask of bitterness.

He knew what this assignment meant. The sect elders had basically concluded that he had no chance of advancing to the Nascent Soul realm.

Otherwise, as a Late-stage Golden Core combatant, why would the sect dispatch him, yet not assign him to Volcano State? Instead, they had sent him packing to the south.

To search for some illusory, ethereal evil being?

"Heh..."

Chi Weixuan laughed coldly.

He didn’t doubt the authenticity of Shishanzi’s divination; the evil being’s existence was surely real.

But as the ultimate trump card of the Demon Palace remnants, how could the location of this evil being be so easily found?

’Besides, even if I did find it, as a mere Golden Core cultivator, wouldn’t I just be serving myself up on a platter?’

In Chi Weixuan’s eyes, this mission was just a way to make him wander around aimlessly.

To waste his time, pointlessly, in this vast but barren stretch of sea.

The intention behind it was self-evident.

’They’re preventing me from accumulating merit, which would make it difficult for them to deny me a reward...’

Chi Weixuan murmured, clenching his fist in secret.

Even if the candidates for the Nascent Soul realm in the Sword Sect were pre-selected, merits and contributions were still a crucial factor... It was the Sword Master’s rule. Every Nascent Soul candidate had to make contributions to use the sect’s Spirit Vein.

As a legacy disciple, Chi Weixuan was theoretically qualified to apply for a fifth-rank Spirit Vein as long as he met the merit requirements.

Of course, that was only in theory. If he actually tried to apply for a Spirit Vein that had already been earmarked for someone else, someone would naturally step forward and persuade him to consider the bigger picture and righteously renounce his qualification.

’Sanctimonious hypocrites...’

’Why don’t you all just go die?’

Chi Weixuan’s face twisted unconsciously, his resentment clearly running deep.

He didn’t notice an inexplicable trace of blood-red light flicker in his eyes. This crimson hue carried a bewitching quality, pushing his emotions toward ever more radical extremes.

Because this influence was aligned with his own innermost feelings, Chi Weixuan didn’t detect anything abnormal.

At the same time.

Numerous thoughts began to branch out in his mind, seeming to appear from thin air.

’In the current situation at sea, the Jade Void Sword Sect is in a standoff with the Star Casting Hall. The Treaty of the End of War has already been broken...’

’The incident at Volcano State brought the conflict between the two sides out into the open. Even if they don’t go to war now because of the Demon Palace remnants...’

’But given the current situation, the Star Casting Hall is ambitious. In a few decades at the latest, they’re bound to rip off all pretense and openly challenge the Sword Sect!’

For high-level cultivators, a few decades felt much like a few years would to a mortal.

’Heh heh... Qingli and the others are the elders’ precious darlings. How could they bear to send them to the front lines to fight to the death?’

’When that time comes, I—a Golden Core cultivator with outstanding combat strength but limited potential and no hope for the Nascent Soul realm—will undoubtedly be a perfect choice for a Dao general!’

Chi Weixuan trembled, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh without him realizing it.