The Invincible constitution : Rise of the Supreme One

Chapter 62: Sword Sect

At home, the Lord gazed at Eli Shan with a perplexed expression. "Why haven't you reached even the Qi Gathering realm?"

Eli Shan hesitated, unsure of how to respond. He couldn't exactly say that he could cultivate in the outer universe but not here, could he? Carefully choosing his words, he finally replied, "Father, I can absorb the Qi of nature, but I can't contain it in my dantian."

The Lord's eyes widened in astonishment. "You cannot contain Qi in your dantian?"

Eli Shan nodded solemnly. "Yes, Father."

The Lord abruptly placed a finger on Eli Shan's forehead, examining his spiritual roots. "There is no problem with the spiritual root," he murmured. "Then why can't his dantian retain the Qi of nature?"

After a moment of contemplation, the Lord looked at Eli Shan and suggested, "Why don't you join the Sword Sect?"

"Sword Sect? What is that?" Eli Shan asked, confusion evident in his voice.

Seeing Eli Shan's confusion, the Lord explained, "The Sword Sect is one of the top ten sects in this world. They focus solely on the way of the sword and don't concern themselves much with cultivation realms. It should be the perfect place for you to improve yourself, and you might find a way to cultivate your realm there."

Hearing this, Eli Shan jumped up with excitement. He could finally venture out and discover more about this world—wasn't that the purpose of his reincarnation?

"I want to go, Father," Eli Shan said, his eyes alight with excitement.

The Lord smiled and nodded. "Then go and pack your bag. We don't have much time; this is the season for big clans to recruit talents."

"Okay, Father." Eli Shan dashed to his room, and within moments, he returned, a bag slung over his shoulder, his clothes changed, and a sword in hand. "Let's go, Father."

The Lord and Luise smiled, touched by their son's enthusiasm. The Lord placed a gentle hand on Eli Shan's shoulder. "Eli Shan, remember never to reveal your cultivation status to anyone. Even though the Sword Sect doesn't focus on cultivation, they might think of you as worthless if they find out you have none. Cultivation matters, no matter how strong you become; without it, you can't truly reach your potential."

Eli Shan nodded seriously. "I understand, Father."

The Lord smiled, his eyes gleaming with a mix of pride and mystery, as he handed Eli Shan a ring. The band was a shimmering silver, intricate runes etched along its surface, glowing faintly in the dim light. "This is a spatial ring to store your belongings," he said, his voice tinged with mystery. "And it has a special feature as well: it can conceal your cultivation level from others."

Eli Shan's eyes widened in awe as he accepted the ring, feeling its weight and the faint hum of power emanating from it. His curiosity was piqued, and he couldn't help but wonder about its origins. "How did Father acquire something so rare? Even as an Origin Realm cultivator, I've never encountered anything like this," he thought, his eyes filled with a mix of admiration and disbelief.

Eli Shan couldn't truly grasp the full extent of his father's identity. Was his father incredibly powerful, or was it that their formidable ancestor left them with a legacy of unique items and cultivation techniques? These questions swirled in his mind, but he knew better than to dwell on them.

After an emotional farewell, filled with heartfelt tears and embraces, he bid his mother goodbye. The memory of her tear-streaked face and the warmth of her hug lingered as he turned to face his journey ahead.

Eli Shan and his father soared across the sky on a swift sword, streaking through the heavens with lightning speed. Below them, villages, rivers, and forests blurred into a mosaic of vibrant life. After nine days and nights of continuous flight, a formidable mountain finally came into view, its peak piercing the very heart of the sky. The air around it bristled with intense sword qi, so dense and potent that ordinary people dared not to approach.