Giving Birth But Not Raising, Why Are You Crying Now That I’ve Become an Immortal Emperor? - Chapter 27 - Chapter 27 – Qin Yao What Happened Back Then Was Our Fault! Make Amends Wholeheartedly!

The Taibai Immortal Sword, one of the Four Great Immortal Swords of the Nine Provinces.

The Lüxian Sword, one of the Four Great Killing Swords of the Nine Provinces.

These two were both divine blades standing at the absolute pinnacle of this vast world!

Ye Lingyun’s gaze lingered long upon the Taibai Immortal Sword, then shifted to an ancient stone stele standing nearby.

The stele was simple and austere in design, its patterns mysterious and glowing faintly with spots of ethereal light. Carved in the center were several lines of ancient seal script, inscribed delicately in small characters.

“Those who in later generations wish to gain the Immortal Sword’s recognition must comprehend one thousand one hundred different sword intents in total, then and only then may they succeed!”

The flowing, dragon-like calligraphy carried a faint oppressive force, invoking a sense of reverence.

Upon reading this, Ye Lingyun immediately understood why so many broken spiritual swords were scattered around the Taibai Immortal Sword and why the spiritual power of their respective owners’ ethereal shadows faintly appeared behind each sword.

It seemed that the shattered swords contained the sword intents cultivated by their former masters, meant for later generations to comprehend.

Each sword intent understood would bring one closer to gaining the Taibai Immortal Sword’s approval, until all one thousand and one hundred sword intents were comprehended and the sword recognized its master.

Ye Lingyun’s gaze shifted downward, and beneath the ancient seal script, he saw a list carved into the stone—a record of all those who had tried to comprehend the sword intents and obtain the Taibai Immortal Sword over the years.

The list was densely packed with names from top to bottom, many of whom Ye Lingyun had heard of.

At the very top of the list was a name—Ye Jianyi!

Ye Lingyun knew that this person was the pillar of the Ye family, an ancient family with a proud history, and also his own elder, with shared bloodlines.

Ye Jianyi had comprehended as many as 999 sword intents.

Below him were numerous other powerful figures with famous names, and the number of sword intents they comprehended decreased gradually.

Even the number one genius of the Nine Provinces, Xiao Wushuang, appeared on the list, having comprehended just over 300 sword intents.

It was clear now that successfully gaining the Taibai Immortal Sword’s approval was an almost insurmountable task.

Just comprehending one sword intent was difficult enough. Comprehending over a thousand sword intents and fully understanding them would require an immense amount of time.

Many of the figures on the list, even after devoting their entire lives to this task, had never succeeded, having sat here from youth until old age, only to ultimately fail.

Furthermore, the sword intents were complex and varied, and their mutual influence could even affect the practitioner’s own swordsmanship, potentially causing regression instead of progress.

In this case, not only would the person fail to gain the Immortal Sword, but their own sword path might also be harmed.

For countless years, this Sword Tomb had witnessed numerous prodigies come and go, seeing many rise with great excitement only to leave in defeat and despair.

And yet, the Taibai Immortal Sword had remained unaffected, never wavering in the slightest.

Ye Lingyun stared at the stone stele, deep in thought. After a moment, he finally withdrew his gaze and smiled meaningfully.

He knew he was different from those top talents on the list!

With his unparalleled comprehension ability and the help of his golden finger, comprehending sword intents would be much simpler for him!

His eyes sharpened, and he extended his hand, curling his fingers.

A shattered sword not far from him suddenly transformed into a streak of light and fell directly into his hand.

The broken sword hilt, glowing with fiery heat, was engraved with the words “Burning Flame.”

Ye Lingyun smiled slightly, adjusted his robes, sat down on the ground, and began to meditate, holding the Burning Flame Sword. His eyes slowly closed as he focused on comprehending the sword intent.

Time passed.

After a while.

[You observe the Burning Flame Sword, the raging flames burning the mountains and boiling the seas, and comprehend the Burning Flame Sword Intent. Your understanding reaches great perfection.]

The emotionless prompt echoed in Ye Lingyun’s mind.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of joy flashed in his dark, ink-like pupils.

As expected, he succeeded!

Since that was the case, he would continue.

The Taibai Immortal Sword would be his today!

…

Outside, Ye Lingyun sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, immersed in a profound state of comprehension. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, unwavering.

The onlookers all focused on his still form, their eyes gradually filled with confusion.

Seeing this, Daoist Changmei’s gaze tightened, and noticing the puzzled expressions of the surrounding guests, he explained, “This is the trial to gain the Taibai Immortal Sword’s approval. That young fellow’s spiritual sense has entered the Sword Tomb.”

“To gain the Immortal Sword’s recognition, one must comprehend over a thousand sword intents, which is extremely difficult!”

“Even the current number one genius of the Nine Provinces, Xiao Wushuang, only comprehended just over three hundred sword intents.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruoxue’s face showed a hint of worry. She turned to the elder, asking anxiously, “Master Changmei, what if Brother Ye Tian doesn’t wake up? What should we do?”

Daoist Changmei stroked his beard and replied, “Young friend need not worry. If there is no sign of movement after a long time, we will forcefully wake him up.”

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruoxue felt slightly reassured, her hands fidgeting as she nervously gazed at Ye Lingyun’s stable figure, her heart filled with unease.

Meanwhile, the murmurs from the surrounding guests slowly became audible.

“From what Daoist Changmei said, it seems that gaining the Immortal Sword’s approval is next to impossible.”

“Yeah, that sword hasn’t appeared for over a thousand years. It can’t be so easily tamed.”

“Ha, even the legendary Xiao Wushuang couldn’t succeed. I doubt this guy can either.”

On a high platform, the siblings Li Yang and Li Yue from the Demon God Palace were also observing the scene from a distance, their expressions complex.

“Brother, let’s leave,” Li Yue tugged at her brother’s sleeve, wanting to leave.

To her surprise, Li Yang refused firmly.

“No, I want to stay and wait until he comes out to see if he can succeed.”

Li Yue looked at her brother in surprise, who was suddenly being stubborn, and tried to persuade him, “Brother, what are you thinking? Didn’t you hear Master Changmei just now? Even Xiao Wushuang couldn’t tame that sword. How could this guy succeed?”

Li Yang slowly shook his head, his tone solemn. “This person is not simple. Don’t underestimate him.”

“During our earlier confrontation, he used both the Buddhist and Sword Dao techniques, and his mastery was impressive. From what I can tell, his natural talent for comprehension is terrifying.”

“He has a chance to succeed.”

Hearing this, Li Yue glanced coldly at the slender figure meditating in front of the Sword Forest, biting her silver teeth and saying, “That guy? I don’t believe it.”

…

On the high platform, Liu Ruohong, Liu Ruoxue, and Xue Yi still wished to stay and wait for Ye Lingyun’s trial to end. But since their master, Qin Yao, was present, they respectfully asked for her permission.

Without thinking, Qin Yao replied indifferently, “I have no matters to attend to at the moment, so let us stay and wait.”

The two sisters nodded happily.

Qin Yao quietly watched Ye Lingyun and thought to herself, I wonder if Brother Chang received that jade talisman. After all, that’s my son.

The events from years ago—in the end, it was their mistake as parents. When he arrives, she would need to figure out how to make things right.

At this moment, Qin Yao’s heart was filled with conflicting emotions.

She wanted to find her son, but she feared he would not accept her past actions and sever their relationship entirely.

Ultimately, they were in the wrong.