Lin Shanhai couldn’t help but smile bitterly, sighing, “This is the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, a place countless people dream of entering. Staying here, with your current identity and connections, you can basically get whatever you want if you desire it!”
“If you’re interested in learning Martial Arts, just show a slight interest and the Saint Heirs and saintesses, including others, would happily open their doors for you to enter the Inner Sect and become a disciple of a Semi-Saint!”
“Even if your Martial Arts aptitude is low, those Semi-Saints would probably be willing to take you as a disciple, since your current connections are your confidence and foundation.”
“If you want to practice Alchemy, just a word is enough, and I can give you two out of the three high-level Pill Formulas I have, and others would probably be willing to trade with you as well.”
He looked at Li Hao helplessly, “But you’re staying in this treasure trove of a place, and you only want to paint?”
Li Hao could understand his point of view and chuckled, “There’s no rule saying you can’t paint in a Holy Land, must drink in a tavern, or must study intensively in an academy. An environment is just an environment, being influenced by it is the most uninteresting thing. Life’s journey is long, I will encounter many sceneries, but I remain myself.”
“The essence of an environment is that it is formed when a group of people do the same thing.”
Lin Shanhai said, “If you remain true to yourself as you pass through, you will seem out of place.”
Speaking of this, he wanted to teach Li Hao how to fit in, but quickly realized that Li Hao’s connections were even wider than his. If anything, it was likely Li Hao who should be teaching him.
He smiled wryly, realizing despite being unorthodox, Li Hao was strangely well-liked.
Li Hao smiled, not saying much more, and lifted his teacup, “Let’s drink.”
“Cheers!”
Lin Shanhai responded grudgingly, but cooperated by clinking cups with Li Hao, both finished their drink with a smack of the lips.
Their conversation was also heard by Lin Qingyue inside the courtyard. Her eyes narrowed slightly. She had been listening to most of the daily interactions between the elder and the younger these days and had come to understand Li Hao deeper.
She didn’t necessarily agree with some of Li Hao’s ideas, but nor did she dislike them; instead, there was a hint of envy at the bottom of her heart.
Such a carefree life was not something everyone could enjoy.
But, she had her own path. When she reached the pinnacle and became a Saint, completing her ultimate Sword Dao, perhaps she too would be as happy as him?
Thinking this, her eyes brightened, and her Sword Momentum became more rounded and gentle.
…
Several months passed.
Li Hao’s Divine Blood finally filled up with Dao Power, thanks to the vast energy within the Sword Ancestor Holy Land. If the Heaven and Earth Energy of the Land of All Saints was denser than in the Mortal World, then the energy inside the Sword Ancestor Holy Land was even denser and purer.
If it were in the Mortal World, it might have taken Li Hao seven to eight years to fully convert his Divine Blood into Dao Power.
But here, it was done in just over half a year.
Li Hao could also understand why some people in the Tao Comprehension Realm were often thousands of years old. Read exclusive adventures at My Virtual Library Empire
Cultivation, apart from Breakthroughs in understanding, also required time due to cumulative refinement.
Usually, one session of seclusion meant decades, even Sixty Years.
In the Land of All Saints, those under a hundred years old in the Tao Comprehension Realm were considered top prodigies, and those within three hundred years were still seen as the younger generation. Those beyond a thousand years old were considered old.
As for those several thousand or even ten thousand years old, they were the venerable old monsters.
These people were either Tao Comprehension Realm individuals with mediocre talent, pushed up by the years, or they had already become Saints.
The age limit for this Sword God War was within three hundred years.
Beyond three hundred years, most potential would be almost used up, instead attracting the dust of years, clouding their nature and slowing their progress even more.
Now, as the Divine Blood fully merged into his Dao Power, Li Hao also refined his Divine Blood Body, feeling it should be stronger than a regular Taoist Body.
Most prodigies in Tao Comprehension Realm had their unique Taoist Bodies, such as the Sword Bone Body, and Dao Heart Body among others.
Some people were born with a Sword Bone, which grew throughout their Cultivation journey. Once reaching Tao Comprehension Realm, they could transfer Dao Power into the Sword Bone, creating an additional receptacle for their Dao Power, which made its potency self-evident.
Moreover, housing Dao Power in the Sword Bone, forming a Sword Bone Body, made their attacks utterly fearsome.
With the Great Accomplishment of the Divine Blood Body, Li Hao had thought he might have reached the limits of Tao Comprehension Realm, but it turned out he had not. It was merely akin to him refining a Taoist Body.
To reach the Wen Dao Extreme Realm, it seemed he might need a different approach, possibly reaching the Ninth Stage of Controlling Dao before he could stand a chance.
After all, a Tao Comprehension Realm that couldn’t enact laws with mere words could hardly be considered the limit.
After completing the Divine Blood Body, Li Hao’s focus shifted more towards the Artistic Path, dedicating himself even deeper to painting and exploration.
And inside the Sword Ancestor Holy Land, the Sword God War finally commenced.
As the Sword God War truly began, the entire Sword Ancestor Holy Land boiled with excitement.
For those ordinary disciples, while they had little chance to participate or show themselves, observing the high-and-mighty prodigies battling fiercely was greatly beneficial for their own cultivation, offering insights.
“Child, are you ready?”
Inside the Pill Refining Institute, Lin Shanhai looked at Qingfeng, who was clad in green robes, a trace of concern flickering in his eyes.
Although he knew his granddaughter was outstanding, the other Saint Heirs and saintesses were not simple characters either; they were bound to stir up a bloody storm.
Lin Qingyue’s expression remained calm as usual, her eyes bright and deep. Years of cultivation had all been in preparation for this moment.
“Qingfeng, let’s go too and watch Qingyue, and let you see how these top prodigies fight.”
Lin Shanhai called out to Li Hao.
Hoping to show Li Hao the charm of top prodigies competing, encouraging him to take an interest in Martial Arts. Regardless of his aptitude, practicing Martial Arts was fundamentally right.
“Mm.”
Li Hao nodded, not refusing.
After all, during this battle, all factions’ prodigies would employ various Cultivation Techniques, and it was also a good opportunity to record top-tier techniques.
After recording this wave, if there was a chance, he thought about leveraging his relationships to visit the Sword Tower in the Holy Land and get a glimpse of the Holy Land’s Cultivation Techniques.
His Dao Domain still needed filling with many techniques to expand to more levels.