C2

The darkness seemed boundless. Waves of chilly wind blew Ye Gu Meng awake, "Where the hell is this place? Is there not even a day in this world? If this goes on, I will collapse." Ye Gumeng decided to go out and look around to find the way.

"Huh?" Why couldn't I see those wolves? Why was this place the same? F * ck, did he get lost?

"AHH!" What is this, bat? How unlucky. Even if I had to f * * k myself, I would still do it. I would dodge. I would stab. I would chop. Hehe, I am not a vegetarian either. While Ye Gu Meng was feeling proud of herself, she suddenly heard a lot of flapping her wings.

"I am the sword spirit." The iron sword said.

At this time, Iron Sword had turned into the appearance of a six or seven year old child.

"No need to be surprised, you can do it in the future. I'll help you heal your injuries first." After saying that, she pointed her finger at Ye Gu Meng. A white light ray shot out from his finger into my body. Ye Gu Meng instantly felt much more energetic. The wounds on her body were completely healed.

"Come, I'll take you back to the cave." The sword spirit said.

Before Ye Gumeng could even react, she felt a gust of wind lifting her up. She quickly followed the iron sword and soon returned to the cave.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on? I'm confused." Ye Gumeng asked Iron Sword.

"There's no need to doubt. You are the successor to the Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor, and are also my future master. Right now, I'll bring you to see Master. When that time comes, you will naturally understand." Iron Sword explained.

With a wave of my hand, I felt the world spin around me, as if the entire stone chamber had turned upside down. After a while, I finally got used to it and found the sword spirit talking to a white-haired middle-aged man.

Seeing that Ye Gu Meng had woken up, the sword spirit immediately introduced him to me. So this was the legendary Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor. Ye Gu Meng cupped her fist and greeted him, "Greetings, senior."

The white-haired middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, what's your name, little friend?"

"Reporting to senior, junior's name is Ye Gu Meng." Ye Gu Meng replied.

"Ye Gu Meng, good good good, you want to know why you are here?"

"Yes, I want to know."

The white-haired man said, "I was the one who reversed the course of time and space to bring you here. You are my fated man. Are you willing to acknowledge me as your master and accept my inheritance?"

"Me? You want me to acknowledge you as my master? " Ye Gumeng was stunned. She never thought that there would be such a good thing.

"Right." The Forefather said.

"Master, please accept a bow from your disciple." Ye Gumeng immediately kowtowed three times towards the Heaven Mending Sword Sovereign.

"Alright, alright, my good disciple, hurry up and get up. Come over to Master and let me have a good look. Hmm, although you don't have spirit roots, I'll plant them for you. Sit down cross-legged first and I'll upload your cultivation technique." The Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor said as he looked at Ye Gumeng.

"Alright." Just as he finished speaking, he saw Qi Tian reach out with his left hand to place it on top of Ye Gu Meng's head. Drawing the talisman with his right hand, he said, "The Great Way of the Primal Chaos." The heaven-defying Laws reached the yin and yang level and reached the spirit root level. "Spiritual Root is complete."

After doing all of this, the Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor pointed towards Ye Gumeng's Hundred Herbs Acupoint.

Ye Gumeng immediately felt pain in her head and felt as though her body was about to explode. Ahh! Just as Ye Gu Meng was about to faint, she heard her master's voice.

"Calm your mind, hold your spirit, guard your spirit, guard the spiritual altar, and sink your spirit into your dantian. Break, your disciple will wake up. Your disciple, please wake up."

"Uh, Master, how long have I been asleep for?" Ye Gumeng asked the Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor.

"You slept for twelve hours, so don't say anything. Listen to me, I don't have much time left."

"No, Master, I just met you, I can't bear to part with you."

"Child, don't be sad. Listen to me, I've actually already died a long time ago, and what I'm speaking to you now is only a sliver of my consciousness. I'll pass down the cultivation technique to you, you need to cultivate it properly and don't let anyone know about it.

"Master, your disciple understands. Your disciple will definitely remember your teachings." Ye Gumeng said.

There is a storage ring and a command medallion here. With this medallion, you can leave the dark forest safely, and there are still many books here, you can look through them to help you understand this world, and to prevent yourself from being tricked. Right now, your realm is only that of a beginner swordsman who has no way to roam the world.

"Master, I'm here." The Sword Spirit's voice was very sad.

"Little Feng, follow Lone Dream from now on and protect him well. "Disciple, Little Feng fought alongside me during the war and was beaten into a mortal due to me. You have to help Little Feng recover, do you understand? Alright, it's time for me to leave as well."

After he finished speaking, the Heaven Mending Sword Ancestor's soul began to dissipate, leaving only Ye Gumeng and the Sword Spirit there crying sorrowfully.

The sounds of crying and shouting echoed in the secret room from time to time.

"Why? Why is it that those who have shown me kindness all leave me and I don't even have the chance to repay them? I truly hate that." Ye Gu Meng's heart was filled with hatred.

"Master, don't be sad. The former master hasn't left us yet. He is only using another method to look at us. We need to pull ourselves together." Little Feng comforted him.

"Little Feng, how does this thing work? Aiya, Little Feng, what happened to you? Why did you fall down?"

"Cough cough, just drop a drop of your blood essence into the ring."

"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier?" Ye Gu Meng bit her middle finger and dripped a drop of blood on the ring. The ring suddenly emitted a rainbow-colored light that made it so that her eyes couldn't open.

"What's Little Feng going to do next?" Ye Gu Meng asked again.

"How stupid, just inject your consciousness into the ring." Little Feng said impatiently.

"How can I use this Spiritual Awareness? I don't know how to."

Xiao Feng was shocked by Ye Gumeng's words, "Damn, so stupid. Concentrate and think about opening the ring."

"Oh," Ye Gu Meng tried to find out how big the space in the ring was, "Why is there a pile of broken stones, and also some broken copper and iron? Huh, this looks like sugar beans."

He only heard a "bang" sound from behind. Aiya, Feng, why did you fall down again?

Cough cough, I was angered to death by you. One must know that any one of these items can shake the world, yet you call them scrap metal.

Don't I know? It is not the fault of the ignorant.

Are you stupid? There are a lot of books here that you can't read.

That's true. Master said it would be helpful for me to read more, so I immersed myself in the world of books.

Sigh, why are these all cultivation techniques and secret manuals? There were also some mysterious stories, but they did not introduce much about this world.

"Huh?!" What is this? Martial God Continent? So the name of this world was the Martial God Continent.

In the Martial God Continent, martial arts was revered. No one knew when this continent was formed, but in ancient times, demonic beasts ran rampant. The demonic beasts ruled this continent, and they viewed humans as ants.

Later on, a peerless genius appeared in the human race. He absorbed the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in order to cultivate himself into the Dao, lead the human race to resist the demon race, and finally drove the demon race to a remote area of the continent. This peerless genius was revered by his descendants as the Divine Martial Emperor.

"Phew." Ye Gumeng let out a long sigh of relief and closed the book. This Divine Martial Emperor was truly amazing. The book even had some records on the cultivation and manipulation of spiritual energy.