Chapter 517: Take My Extreme Passion Sword Dao (Thanks to '500-Pound Inflating King')

Chapter 517: Accept My Sword of Extreme Emotion (Thanks to '500-Jin Expansion King' for the alliance leader reward)

As a seven-colored radiance emerged, a blurred figure slowly manifested within the ocular interface of Zhang Yu’s vision.

Then, a woman’s voice drifted into his ears.

"Zhang Yu, we meet again."

Gazing at the indistinct silhouette, Zhang Yu asked in surprise, "Are you... the Sovereign of Seven Emotions?"

He thought to himself, "This is bad. It seems Wen Wuyai’s movements have been discovered. If I want to contact Ah Zhen in the future, it will likely be even more difficult."

"The Sovereign of Seven Emotions has come looking for me today; surely she isn't here to settle scores?"

"But this is, after all, the University City of Ten Thousand Laws..."

Zhang Yu’s mind raced, recalling the scene where the Sovereign of Nectar descended across the spirit realm to clash with the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Transformations.

"Even if a Divine Sovereign doesn't manifest their true form, the shockwaves of their struggle would be enough to bankrupt me."

"Should I call for the Sovereign of Magnetic Poles? Should I beg for help from the three Sovereigns in the academy?"

"But wouldn't that completely sever my relationship with the Sovereign of Seven Emotions? Perhaps I should first hear what she wants?"

Just as these chaotic thoughts churned in his mind, the Sovereign of Seven Emotions said indifferently, "Zhang Yu, I often hear Bai Zhenzhen speak of you."

"You’ve aspired to join the University of Hehuan since high school, haven't you?"

Zhang Yu was at a loss for how to answer, ultimately offering only an awkward smile. "Back in high school, how would I know which major was good? Now, I just want to work hard in the Artifact Refining Department and delve deeply into the Great Dao of Artifact Crafting."

The Sovereign of Seven Emotions remained noncommittal toward his reply, merely stating, "The Artifact Refining Department is indeed more reliable than the Civil Engineering Department. If you hadn't transferred, I wouldn't have bothered coming to find you today."

Just as Zhang Yu felt a secret pride in his status as an artifact refiner, he heard her continue: "In consideration of your status in the Artifact Refining Department, the terms I offer you today will be a bit better."

"1,000 spirit coins."

"I will give you 1,000 spirit coins..."

Zhang Yu was startled, and his heart sank. "Is she trying to give me 1,000 spirit coins to make me leave Bai Zhenzhen? Hmph, she underestimates me. Even for 1,000 coins, I could never agree..."

The Sovereign’s voice continued: "Within three days, you must arrive at the Heavenly Sword University, live and eat with Bai Zhenzhen, and practice sword arts together every day. No matter what she does to you, you must not resist. You must persist like this for three months."

As she spoke, the figure '1,000 spirit coins' appeared in his ocular interface, as if a single nod would see the money deposited directly into his account.

Zhang Yu’s heart plummeted, and he felt his resolve wavering rapidly.

"1,000 spirit coins, and three months with Ah Zhen... isn't this just free money?"

Agree to her! Agree to her! Agree to her!

Zhang Yu felt voices in his heart urging him to accept, which he barely managed to suppress with reason.

"No, this is too strange."

"Not to mention the difficulty of leaving for three months, whether the University of Ten Thousand Laws would approve, or if my teachers would agree... who knows what the Sovereign of Seven Emotions would do once I’m at Heavenly Sword? I cannot entrust my fate to her."

Recalling the old tales the Sovereign of Magnetic Poles had told him about the Sword of Extreme Emotion, along with the reports Director Gao had sent him regarding the successors of the Sovereign of Seven Emotions, Zhang Yu gradually calmed down, using rational thought to stifle his impulses.

Seeming to see through his struggle and subsequent composure, the Sovereign said, "It seems you are unwilling to part with your achievements at Ten Thousand Laws."

"Very well, I can offer a different condition."

As she spoke, the light and shadows in Zhang Yu’s ocular interface shifted, and a secret manual suddenly appeared.

On the cover of the manual were four large characters: Sword of Extreme Emotion.

The Sovereign of Seven Emotions spoke: "As long as you are willing to cultivate the Sword of Extreme Emotion and advance it to Level 10 within three years, you may open a dual-cultivation department at the University of Ten Thousand Laws, invite the Sovereign of Nectar to dual-cultivate, or even bring Bai Zhenzhen along for a triple-cultivation—I will not interfere."

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned. Looking at the four characters on the cover, his mind was flooded with reports of practitioners murdering their spouses, parents, and entire families.

He thought to himself, "If I practice this manual, won't I turn into a homicidal maniac? Wouldn't that just be waiting for bankruptcy?"

"No, it’s more than just bankruptcy; it’s killing my own people."

"With my current skills, if I really started killing indiscriminately... how many people I know could stop me?"

The Sovereign asked, "What? Are you unwilling?"

Zhang Yu replied slowly, "I don't have the certification."

"I currently only hold a military civil engineering license. This license can't register the Sword of Extreme Emotion, can it?"

The Sovereign replied indifferently, "If you practice my Sword of Extreme Emotion in secret and no one reports you, what does a lack of certification matter? If you can reach Level 10, I will find a way to arrange a make-up exam for you."

Zhang Yu was even more reluctant; the crime of practicing without a license was too severe for him to bear. Furthermore, the Sword of Extreme Emotion carried the risk of losing control, and the likelihood of exposure was high.

Just then, the Sovereign of Seven Emotions let out a cold snort. "Refusing this, rejecting that, and constantly stalling... you have no choice."

"Receive the sword!" Zhang Yu was stunned. The next moment, he saw the manual in his vision flip open, and page after page of cultivation methods flashed before him, instantly imprinting themselves deep into his mind.

The Sovereign laughed, "I have taught you the Sword of Extreme Emotion. With your martial aptitude, you will soon master its techniques. You cannot escape, and you are destined to walk this path."

"Just like human emotions, it will naturally take root and sprout in your heart; it cannot be killed or extinguished."

"The Sword of Extreme Emotion is like these feelings; it will grow and spread within you, and you cannot control it."

Zhang Yu checked his 'Feather Book,' carefully examining the page for recording techniques, but he searched in vain for any record of the Sword of Extreme Emotion.

He wondered, "If that was the manual as the Sovereign claimed, and I viewed it in its entirety, why didn't it appear in my records? Could it be..."

Meanwhile, the Sovereign of Seven Emotions continued with a laugh, "Zhang Yu, the world says my Sword of Extreme Emotion is a wicked art, contrary to secular ethics, and intolerable to society."

"But only I know that my Sword of Extreme Emotion is the true righteous path; it is merely this Kunxu that has become possessed."

Zhang Yu thought, "Setting aside whether your sword art is righteous or evil... judging by the Feather Book, this technique is incomplete, isn't it?"

He had encountered situations before where a technique failed to register in the Feather Book after viewing.

Based on his years of experience, the primary reason for this was usually that the content he had seen was incomplete.

"Is the Sovereign's own Sword of Extreme Emotion incomplete?"

"Or did she deliberately pass on an incomplete version to me?"

Zhang Yu dared not voice his doubts; he had no proof, and if she had indeed withheld the full technique, exposing her would only bring him trouble.

The Sovereign continued, "Since you have learned the Sword of Extreme Emotion, I will no longer sever your connection with Bai Zhenzhen."

"No, not only will I not sever it, you must speak with her for at least half an hour every day. Do you understand?"

Zhang Yu: "Ah?"

The Sovereign said, "Fail to do it for one day, and you get a warning. Fail for three days in a month, and I will expose your cultivation of the Sword of Extreme Emotion."

"Believe me, having 'practiced the Sword of Extreme Emotion' on your resume is not a good thing for many, especially in the artifact refining world."

"You wouldn't want your teacher, the Sovereign of Magnetic Poles, to know... that you are secretly practicing the Sword of Extreme Emotion, would you?"

Zhang Yu couldn't help but mutter internally, "Damn it... you’re using it as leverage to threaten me, and you have the nerve to call it a righteous path?"

The next moment, the light flashed, and an image of Bai Zhenzhen appeared.

This time, it was not a recording, but a real-time feed across the spirit realm.

Looking at Zhang Yu on the other side, Bai Zhenzhen asked urgently, "Yuzi, have you practiced the Sword of Extreme Emotion?"

The Sovereign’s light laughter echoed: "He has already learned it. I have passed the Sword of Extreme Emotion to him."

Bai Zhenzhen broke into a cold sweat, looking at Zhang Yu with a face full of worry: "Yuzi, is it true? Did you really learn it?"

The Lord of Seven Emotions chuckled, "I have studied Zhang Yu's dossier; given his martial aptitude, I suspect he has already mastered the first level of the Path of Extreme Emotion."

"Zhang Yu, how do you feel now? Tell me, how do you feel?"

"Is there something surging within your heart? Do you feel an irrepressible urge to rush to Heaven Sword University? Is there a restless sword intent stirring deep inside you?"

Sensing the concern in Bai Zhenzhen's gaze and hearing the seductive, manipulative tone of the Lord of Seven Emotions, Zhang Yu felt a pang of embarrassment at having to admit he had not mastered the path at all.

Although various sword forms and techniques had been flickering before his eyes since a moment ago, Zhang Yu had failed to grasp a single thing from them.

After all, he lived by three principles: he would not practice incomplete techniques, he would not practice techniques that his Feather Tome could not analyze, and he would not practice techniques that could not be toggled into a specialized skill.

A technique like the Path of Extreme Emotion was simply beneath his consideration.

Bai Zhenzhen bit her cherry lips, her voice laced with resentment, "Yu, it is my fault; I have led you down this wicked path of extreme emotion."

Crimson sword qi erupted around her, and flashes of light swirled within her eyes, "Rest assured, I shall accelerate my own cultivation, and when the time comes, I will personally strip this path from you."

Recalling how Zhang Yu had risked everything to exchange spiritual roots with her, she gritted her teeth, "From this day forward, we must cease all contact. I fear that if you see me too often, your cultivation of this path will advance too rapidly..."

"Impossible," the Lord of Seven Emotions declared coldly. "Not only must you maintain contact, but you shall meet in the Spirit Realm every single day."

The Lord’s wicked, mocking laughter echoed toward them both.

"Yes, not only will you meet, but I shall create a private sanctuary for you in the Spirit Realm, where you may entwine yourselves daily! Where you may whisper in each other's ears, remain inseparable, and cling to one another like glue! Hahahaha!"

(End of Chapter)