"The Emperor's Trial will not be held," Dugu Wei suddenly announced.
The other sect leaders were stunned. Not held?
If such a prodigy wasn’t qualified to be an Emperor’s heir, then who else could be?
"Sect Master, you’re..."
"Pick an auspicious day and directly proclaim Gu Qingfeng as the Emperor’s heir," Dugu Wei said faintly.
Everyone was shocked—this meant he was exempt from the trial entirely.
Some wanted to say that this went against tradition, but in the end, no one spoke up.
Tradition? What tradition did a genius like him need to follow? Forget following rules—they could even create new rules just for him if they wanted.
......
Inside the Sword Pagoda, Gu Qingfeng was unaware of the uproar he had caused outside.
At that moment, he was staring at the sky within the pagoda, his expression grave.
Hanging in the sky was an enormous divine sword, so massive it blotted out the heavens. Boundless gray-white energy coiled around it, its razor-sharp sword light condensed yet unmoving, with a terrifying killing intent faintly discernible.
And now, the tip of that colossal sword was pointed directly at Gu Qingfeng.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Is this really necessary? All I did was say one thing about the Sword Heavenly Emperor—was that enough to warrant this kind of spectacle?"
Gu Qingfeng couldn’t help but complain. He had heard the Sword Pagoda’s artifact spirit announce his victory and the hidden reward—the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s legacy.
But the giant sword looming over his head didn’t look like an inheritance at all. Instead, it seemed like it was about to strike him down.
Whoosh!
The giant sword let out a soft hum before descending from the sky, transforming into a dazzling streak of sword light that shot straight toward Gu Qingfeng.
Watching the apocalyptic sword light, Gu Qingfeng gritted his teeth.
"The Sword Heavenly Emperor is, after all, a Heavenly Emperor. Surely he’s not that petty."
So he didn’t dodge. Instead, with a mere thought, he sent a single strand of his hair into his palm-world.
That way, even if the Sword Heavenly Emperor really was petty enough to kill him, he wouldn’t be completely annihilated.
With his current physique, as long as a single strand of hair remained, he could revive—though it would take longer to restore himself to full strength.
Soon, the giant sword reached him, and the brilliant sword light poured entirely into his body.
Gu Qingfeng felt as though his body was being pierced by countless tiny sword energies—so minuscule they infiltrated every single cell.
Once the sword energy fully merged with him, his cells began to transform, continuously refined by the sword energy.
"Ahhh! This hurts like hell!" Gu Qingfeng yelped, feeling an indescribable pain all over, as if every inch of his skin were being stabbed by steel needles.
By now, he understood—this really was the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s legacy. The Emperor wasn’t trying to kill him, but rather, remolding his body.
But damn, the Sword Heavenly Emperor was definitely petty. Was it really necessary to make the inheritance this painful just because he defeated his projection?
An hour later...
Gu Qingfeng finally finished absorbing the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s legacy. Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, he was overwhelmed with ecstasy—so much so that he forgot all about calling the Sword Heavenly Emperor petty.
Right now, all he wanted to say was: Damn, this is amazing!
Because the legacy the Sword Heavenly Emperor left him was—an Immortal Physique!
A supreme constitution, one level higher than a Saint Physique—an Immortal Physique!
An Immortal Physique was practically synonymous with a Heavenly Emperor. Every Heavenly Emperor possessed one, though not every Immortal Physique holder became a Heavenly Emperor.
But one thing was certain—Immortal Physiques were undeniably powerful.
And the legacy the Sword Heavenly Emperor left him was none other than his own—the Indestructible Sword Physique!
The Indestructible Sword Physique was renowned for its defense and offensive might, a peerless Immortal Physique that excelled in both attack and defense.
At its peak, unless one’s lifespan ran out, the wielder was practically indestructible. Moreover, their offensive power was unparalleled, capable of annihilating heaven and earth—truly the combination of the strongest shield and the sharpest spear.
Gu Qingfeng was overjoyed because the Indestructible Sword Physique was, without a doubt, the most compatible Immortal Physique for him.
Its indestructible nature could further enhance the defensive power of his Prison-Dragon Elephant Physique, pushing his resilience to new heights while making him nearly impossible to kill.
Meanwhile, its offensive aspect would greatly compensate for his previous lack of attack power.
It was perfect!
The only downside was that what Gu Qingfeng obtained was merely a fragment of the Indestructible Sword Physique’s essence. So while it was technically an Immortal Physique, its actual power was only at the Saint Physique level.
To strengthen it further, he would need to continue climbing the Sword Pagoda, defeating the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s projections at the Earthly Origin and Heavenly Origin realms to obtain more essence.
And the most unfortunate part? Even if he acquired all the remaining essence, the most he could achieve was a Great Saint-level Indestructible Sword Physique—still far from restoring it to its true Immortal Physique state.
Because an Immortal Physique represented the pinnacle of existence, a manifestation of the Great Dao itself. Such an overpowered constitution couldn’t be fully inherited—it ultimately required personal cultivation and ascension to immortality.
Moreover, Immortal Physiques were unique. Only one of each type could exist in the world at any given time.
Though he hadn’t reached the apex in one step, Gu Qingfeng was still immensely satisfied. After all, he now possessed four Saint Physiques!
The Innate Sacred Physique, the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Physique, the Prison-Dragon Elephant Physique, and the Indestructible Sword Physique!
Four Saint Physiques—unprecedented in all of history!
With the Indestructible Sword Physique, his strength skyrocketed once more. Even without using the Barbarian Totem, he could now face a Heaven-One expert head-on. And if he activated the totem? He could even beat down a Heaven-Two!
At that moment, the Sword Pagoda’s artifact spirit spoke again.
"Legacy complete. You may leave."
As soon as the words were spoken, a golden light enveloped Gu Qingfeng. When the radiance faded, he found himself outside the Sword Pagoda.
And then he froze.
"What the—why are there so many people?!"
Before him was a sea of humanity—tens of thousands of disciples packed the ground, while the skies around the Sword Pagoda were completely occupied by hovering swordsmen.
The sheer number of people blocked out parts of the sunlight.
The moment Gu Qingfeng appeared, every single pair of eyes locked onto him.
Their gazes were filled with complex emotions—awe, curiosity, shock, terror, and more.
Then, Dugu Wei, accompanied by the seven peak leaders, made his way through the crowd.
The usually composed sect master was visibly excited when he saw Gu Qingfeng. But before he could speak, he noticed the faint traces of Indestructible Sword Energy radiating from him.
Since Gu Qingfeng had just obtained the physique, his aura wasn’t fully stabilized yet, allowing the sharp-eyed Dugu Wei to catch a glimpse.
His excitement intensified.
"The... the Indestructible Sword Physique?! You actually obtained the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s Indestructible Sword Physique?!"
His words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
No one could have imagined that the Sword Heavenly Emperor’s legacy was his own Immortal Physique!
Gu Qingfeng nodded, then—in a tone that was downright infuriating—said, "It’s not the complete Indestructible Sword Physique, just the Saint-level version. Nothing worth mentioning."
Everyone felt their hearts twitch.
Just? Nothing worth mentioning?!
Is this something a human would actually say?
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