Chapter 2772: Ten Thousand Swords Pool
Carson Flores did not refuse Nerisse Blaine’s goodwill and accepted it cheerfully.
Firstly, as Nerisse Blaine said, she was just passing on the message, and the information was provided by Carson Flores.
Secondly, Carson Flores saved Nerisse Blaine’s life.
This was a thankful return from Nerisse Blaine. Carson Flores accepted it with a clear conscience, and of course, had even more goodwill towards Nerisse Blaine.
If you don’t consider other exposure factors, even if Carson went to remind Avidan Hartman himself, it would definitely be impossible to receive a reward equivalent to fifty thousand points afterward. At most, it would be three to five thousand points, which would already be considered remarkable.
Avidan Hartman was completely giving face to Nerisse Blaine. From this perspective, Carson Flores gained greatly.
Carson Flores did not disturb anyone and quietly came to the grand hall and met Avidan Hartman again.
Avidan Hartman once again asked Carson Flores if he was willing to join Immortal Gathering Island, and Carson Flores declined again politely.
Avidan Hartman did not get angry; there are many such talents in the world, and there are forces stronger than Immortal Gathering Island. Carson Flores was so young and already had reached such a realm; he might not need to join Immortal Gathering Island.
For a young cultivator like Carson Flores, who has reached the Carp Dragon Realm, endless potential lies ahead. If he truly wants to join a certain force, the Twelve Immortal Gates or even the Myriad Immortals Palace would certainly be no problem.
Immortal Gathering Island opens its doors to attract external powerhouses, naturally still needing to be mindful of reputation and rules. If the rules are broken and the reputation ruined, who would dare come in the future?
"You don’t join, I won’t force you, but before learning the Primeval Myriad Sword Art, you must swear a blood oath. After learning the Primeval Myriad Sword Art, you must not instruct anyone in any way; otherwise, you will suffer the penalty of the blood oath."
Carson Flores quickly agreed: "Alright!"
Carson Flores understands these limitations very well. If not for these limitations, Immortal Gathering Island, which holds numerous cultivation techniques, would be thoroughly learned by others in moments. After all, any one of these techniques is enough to be regarded as an absolute skill for a major sect, enough to support a grand Sect!
Besides the blood oath, learning many top-level cultivation techniques often requires some special things. For instance, learning the Sand Dragon Illusion God Technique requires the Giant Sand Demon Snake Atlas; without the Atlas, you cannot succeed in cultivation even if you have the technique, so even if you want to, you might not be able to do it.
"Okay, you go to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, I’ve already notified them over there. You will enter the Ten Thousand Swords Pool to cultivate, giving you half a year. If you still can’t learn it, don’t blame us for not giving you a chance."
Carson Flores asked: "How much time do normal people need to cultivate the Primeval Myriad Sword Art?"
Avidan Hartman replied: "Cultivating the Primeval Myriad Sword Art is not considered difficult, but truly mastering the art requires forming the Sword Heart. This process needs the assistance of the Ten Thousand Swords Pool. Generally, forming the Sword Heart takes three months for most people. If you haven’t formed the Sword Heart even after six months, it only means you are not suited for the Primeval Myriad Sword Art, and you can give up."
Carson Flores breathed a slight sigh of relief. He was a bit worried that the set time limit was to increase difficulty, not wanting him to learn the Primeval Myriad Sword Art properly.
"Alright, thank you, Island Master!"
Soon, Carson Flores arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. According to the stipulated procedure, after swearing the blood oath, the elderly overseer opened a void pathway.
Carson Flores’ eyes lit up; this Ten Thousand Swords Pool wasn’t in this space but inside an Otherworldly Space!
Carson Flores crossed into the pathway and, with a flash, found himself in a strange space.
As soon as Carson appeared, he felt the endless Sword Intent rushing in from all directions, enveloping him.
Stimulated by the Sword Intent, Carson Flores’ Sword Bone seemed to awaken, likewise radiating limitless Sword Intent and resisting the oppressive incoming Sword Intent.
Carson Flores looked around and was immediately shocked.
Countless sharp swords moved freely like swimming fish in this space; they gathered together like schools of fish in the ocean, densely packed.
Each sharp sword was full of intense Sword Intent. This Sword Intent was as piercing as a spear tip; it felt like the next second, it would pierce your body, leaving it riddled with scars.
The intense Sword Intent was like boundless seawater, filling this space, and the swords flying within were the fish in the seawater.
No wonder this place was called the Ten Thousand Swords Pool; this vast spectacle was the most explicit description, wasn’t it?
At the bottom of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Pool was a giant stele. The stele was somewhat damaged and full of an ancient aura.
It stood quietly like a reef in the ocean, tranquil and independent.
All the moving swords ran wild across the sky, yet none dared approach within three meters of the stele.
Carson Flores resisted the overwhelming Sword Intent, fell down, and landed in front of the stele, instantly feeling much lighter under the terrifying pressure of Sword Intent.
On the huge stele, there were no words, only traces of mottled markings.
Sword Scar!