I Have A Disciple Simulator

Chapter 1181: Chapter 717: Yellow-grade Precious Treasure, 49 War Swords! (4K)_2

At worst, I’ll collect treasures and ask the top refining grandmaster of the Heavenly Fire Holy Land to craft a treasured item.

Just as Lu Changsheng was losing hope, a cold voice sounded in his mind.

[Ding, you awarded your disciple Lin Qingzhi the fourth-grade Dao Artifact “Nether Flame Sword” and received a billion-fold reward from the disciple’s return: Yellow-grade treasured item “Forty-Nine Battle Swords.”]

Hmm?

Lu Changsheng was taken aback.

The system actually directly rewarded a treasured item!

This is a magical treasure on the same level as the “Mountain and Rivers Chart”!

The Mountain and Rivers Chart had saved Lu Changsheng’s life multiple times, its importance to him is self-evident. This set of magical treasures, the “Forty-Nine Battle Swords,” primarily focuses on offensive capabilities, rivaling the functionality of the Mountain and Rivers Chart.

It is an entire set of magical treasures, totaling forty-nine war swords!

In Lu Changsheng’s Inner World, the forty-nine war swords stood upright, their blades emitting a cold light, chaotic sword qi overflowed, and elements like wind, thunder, earth, and fire cycled endlessly.

[Forty-Nine Battle Swords: The number of Da Yan is fifty, its use is forty-nine. This treasure was commissioned by Ancient Sword Saint Pei Yue and crafted by the prestigious refining family, Gongsun Clan, according to the Da Yan number, creating an unparalleled precious sword with a total of forty-nine pieces, forming a sword array.]

“Ancient Sword Saint Pei Yue…”

Lu Changsheng had read about Ancient Sword Saint Pei Yue in an ancient tome.

He was an Ancient Loose Cultivator, skilled in swordsmanship, who once single-handedly defended a solitary city, defeating millions of demon race warriors, and shone brightly.

After the war between the human race and the demon race ceased, Pei Yue disappeared, leading many to suspect that he had perished.

Between the First and Second Ancient Wars, numerous ancient human emperors and countless experts from the Three Realms fell in battle, so Pei Yue’s demise as a Loose Immortal was not surprising.

Given that the “Forty-Nine Battle Swords,” crafted by the Ancient Gongsun Clan upon the request of Pei Yue, had now fallen into the hands of Lu Changsheng, it likely confirmed the speculation that Pei Yue indeed perished.

“Worthy of a treasured item forged by a refining family; each sword is extremely exquisite, at Dao Artifact level. Forty-nine war swords form a sword array, capable of unleashing the power of a yellow-grade treasured item.”

Lu Changsheng praised it ceaselessly.

Since a single war sword wasn’t a heavy treasure, Lu Changsheng could refine them one by one without much difficulty.

However, the challenge lay in the fact that there were as many as forty-nine war swords.

With Lu Changsheng’s cultivation level, trying to simultaneously maneuver forty-nine war swords was akin to controlling forty-nine Dao Artifacts, and forming an unparalleled sword array with the forty-nine war swords increased the difficulty exponentially.

“It’s not feasible, my True Qi isn’t sufficient.”

Though Lu Changsheng obtained the yellow-grade heavy treasure level of the forty-nine war swords, he was unfortunately unable to utilize them due to his limited capabilities.

Ancient Sword Saint Pei Yue was a Great Expert, so it was only natural that he could use the sword array, having specially commissioned it from the Ancient Gongsun Clan.

Lu Changsheng was not yet capable, lacking sufficient cultivation.

“The Mountain and Rivers Chart is still better. No wonder it’s the Han Family’s ancestral treasure.”

Lu Changsheng shook his head.

Even in the Divine King Realm, one could use the Mountain and Rivers Chart for defense, serving as an ancestral treasure to protect descendants.

Passing down the forty-nine war swords to future generations, if they aren’t at a high enough realm, they couldn’t defend themselves even with this set of magical treasures, and might get them stolen by outsiders.

Before attaining sufficient cultivation to use the forty-nine war swords, it’s best to continue using the first-grade Dao Artifact “Slaying Yama.”

The quality of “Slaying Yama” surpasses that of a single war sword.

Nevertheless, Lu Changsheng still anticipates the power of the completed sword array formed by the forty-nine war swords.

Lu Changsheng put away the forty-nine war swords and continued searching for disciples.

…

In a particular space-time, beneath a ten-thousand-zhang waterfall, the terrifying water flow cascaded downward.

A man in black sat cross-legged under the water, unmoving despite the rushing torrent.

“Your perseverance is far from sufficient. Without enough perseverance, how can you become a demon?”

Another man in black stood beside him, arms crossed over his chest, black hair draped over his shoulders, coldly watching Dugu Aotian in cultivation.

Dugu Aotian silently endured the waterfall’s impact.

This was no ordinary waterfall but rather the special “Profound Nether True Water,” every drop of which was extremely heavy, able to injure even the soul.

…

“Boy, it’s time for you to leave. You’ve learned everything you can for now; whatever you cannot learn now, even in tens of thousands of years, you won’t. Remember to pass on everything I’ve taught when you meet my descendants.”

Three million years later, Changsun Daosheng foresaw the instability of space-time and drove Xiao Fan away.

As space-time was on the brink of collapse, Xiao Fan needed to leave promptly to avoid being engulfed in the chaotic streams.

Xiao Fan saluted in gratitude: “Thank you, elder, for sharing your knowledge entirely. When I meet Changsun Limu, I will certainly impart all you’ve taught.”

“Borrowing might from the heavens, affecting future generations is my original’s fault; I didn’t expect I’d have to clean up my own mess. Go on, then.”

Changsun Daosheng waved his sleeve, sending Xiao Fan to the exit of the space-time rift.

“Old Master Changsun Daosheng should also be one of the human race powerhouses second only to the Ancient Human Clan Emperors, likely on the same level as Master or Su Wudi, these peerless figures.”

Xiao Fan deeply appreciated the profoundness of Changsun Daosheng’s Taoist laws.

Master is a Confucian Dao Saint, Su Wudi is obsessed with martial arts, while Changsun Daosheng cultivated Taoist laws.

The Great Dao leads to heaven, each choosing their path.

Xiao Fan left the space-time where Changsun Daosheng resided, and soon that space-time began to collapse.

Xiao Fan navigated through the chaotic space-time flow, observing one space-time rift after another being extinguished, then regenerating.

“Master!”

Xiao Fan saw Lu Changsheng and his group within the chaotic space-time currents.

Lu Changsheng smiled contentedly, having found another disciple.

Lu Changsheng had stayed in the Chaos Realm for twenty million years, calculating that millions of years had passed in the outside world.

During this period, Lu Changsheng happened to rescue several elders and disciples from the City-Overthrowing Palace, finding Wu Wan’er, Huo Wen, Si Ruyu, and other outer disciples.

One by one, the disciples returned to the group, with only Dugu Aotian, Xu Jing, and Yun Qianyue remaining as direct disciples.

Shen Xiaoyao was the fourth to last disciple to return to the group.

He had encountered an elder in a Taiji Robe and gained an unrivaled defensive divine skill called “Heaven Stele Physique.”

Later, Shen Xiaoyao wandered through over a dozen space-times, finding opportunities or guidance from great experts in nearly each one.

The Son of Fortune truly lives up to his name.

Other disciples also had their encounters during this time, but Shen Xiaoyao, who found fortune in every space-time, was unique.

“Master, Yiyi.”

Against expectations, Dugu Aotian, the third to last disciple to rejoin, wasn’t found by Lu Changsheng but returned on his own.

Liu Yiyi, upon seeing Dugu Aotian, couldn’t suppress her excitement and threw herself into his arms.

“How did you know we were here?”

“An unknown entity offered some guidance to your disciple and then told me your location, directing me to come and reunite.”

Lu Changsheng was secretly astonished.

Some ancient great experts had awe-inspiring cultivation levels, and even their Space-Time Projections manifested part of their divine skills.

“Only those two are left.”

Using the system to simulate the lives of Xu Jing and Yun Qianyue, Lu Changsheng discovered that they were likely traveling together.

Once one was found, naturally, the other could be found as well.

Wandering in the Chaos Realm for so long, he was finally about to gather all his disciples.

Lu Changsheng arrived before a space-time rift: “System, suppose I enter this space-time and simulate Xu Jing’s life.”

[Ding, you start simulating the disciple Xu Jing’s life.]

[Ding, today’s simulation count -1.]

[Simulation begins:]

[Eight thousand years later, Xu Jing, Yun Qianyue meet with you all.]

[Ten thousand years later, you encounter danger.]

[Simulation ends.]

“They should be in this space-time.”

The range of this space-time wasn’t small, finding Xu Jing and Yun Qianyue within it would require eight thousand years.

“How is there still danger?”

Currently, the system can only simulate up to ten thousand years,

Despite the danger, Lu Changsheng still led the disciples into this space-time.

“Finally calculated the position of that boy.”

On the other side, the Palace Master of the City-Overthrowing Palace was troubled.

Lu Changsheng’s whereabouts were unpredictable, and his Qi Destiny was full of uncertainties, causing her, who was known as the unrivaled fortune teller of the Three Realms, to wander in the Chaos Realm for millions of years before accurately calculating Lu Changsheng’s location.