My Descendants Are My Power

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: I fear there might be a misunderstanding

When they woke up, they saw a sect with a stone sword piercing the sky, a grand sight, and the place was crowded with people. There was a fighting platform below, seemingly in the midst of a duel.

"Is this a secret realm?" Edward looked around blankly.

"I... don't know."

Nicholas swallowed.

Donna quickly pulled her brothers behind a large tree, her face tense, "It's okay, they can't see us."

But they were soon captivated.

A young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes was particularly eye-catching. He stood on the platform like an unyielding pine, with the sword case behind him emitting a sound of sword cries. The young man seemed to glance at them faintly.

Then...

One by one, the swordsmen below the platform stepped up to duel with the young man. Although the swordsmen who stepped up were flashy in their moves, they were continuously defeated by the young man's plain swordsmanship!

It seemed that no matter the sword move, he could break it with a single strike.

With each swordsman he defeated, he would collect their long swords into his sword case.

Until...

Everyone in the sword pavilion was utterly disheartened!

The young man, expressionless, took a cup of water from a stunned servant, drank it, and then turned around.

"He... he's walking towards us!"

"Ah? No, why are we here?"

"Is this really a secret realm? Great-grandfather, I can't tell anymore!"

In their confusion,

The handsome young man had already approached them, his smile seeming forced as if he hadn't smiled in a long time, "I am your great uncle, and I will lead you in cultivating psychic powers."

"Great... great uncle?!!"

Edward was instantly excited; he had grown up listening to stories about his great uncle, his hero.

The great uncle was a heroic figure, rumored to have refined his sword with the blood of children in the Silver Iron Woods, sacrificing a hundred boys and girls a day.

It was the great uncle who had chopped off both hands and feet of the third uncle, causing him to lose all his power and resort to refining an AI Bionic Robot to regain his psychic powers.

The reason why the fourth grandmother was wheelchair-bound was also due to the great uncle's beating, which caused her to lose all her cultivation.

He always wanted to follow in the great uncle's footsteps!

Nicholas and Donna both looked up to him; the great uncle was a true legend of the family, even capable of slaying an Ability Master!

Seven days later...

Their dream was shattered.

The three children watched as the great uncle, who had taken them to a noodle shop and casually asked them for silver to pay for the meal, spoke to them less than ten times in those days. They thought the great uncle would take them to some fairyland to cultivate psychic powers, but...

Lucas pulled out a long list, filled with all the rare treasures needed for cultivating psychic powers.

The next day, he took them to raid a sect.

Indeed, they raided under the cover of night, and there wasn't even a guard in sight.

Fortunately, things returned to normal on the eighth day.

The great uncle took them to a place called Emerald Phoenix Peak. Strangely, as soon as the great uncle arrived, Psychics flew up in the sky above Emerald Phoenix Peak, and the protective great array was activated.

"I'm just borrowing the Heavenly Pool of Emerald Phoenix Peak to help my descendants, don't wait for me to come again, then it won't be just me."

"Could it be that your Emerald Phoenix Peak has a Gary too?"

The sword case behind the great uncle trembled, and the sword cries could be heard, the disciples of Emerald Phoenix Peak showing fear in their eyes.

The array opened, and the disciples of Emerald Phoenix Peak greeted them with various psychic equipment.

"Great uncle, where is this? And who is Gary?" Edward was curiously inquisitive.

Lucas patted each child's head one by one.

"They are all the same, all stepping stones for my Blackwood."

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Ethan was glued to the screen, watching the trio delve into the mystical powers at Emerald Phoenix Peak's Heavenly Pool. The pool was thick with psychic energy, with about a hundred meditation cushions floating mid-air.

[Emerald Phoenix Heavenly Pool]

[Effect: Enhances the foundational energy of those cultivating psychic powers within. Strengthens their core and refines their meridians, significantly speeding up the cultivation process. Water Psychic Constitution may increase by 2-6 points. The pool gathers psychic energy every thirty years and can sustain a hundred users for a hundred days.]

As soon as the trio entered, they were amazed by the pool's magical properties, but they also chatted casually about the legendary grand elder's disappointing reality.

"Still as terrifying as ever," Ethan mused, now able to discern details just from the screen.

Lucas, who seemed ordinary in his swordplay compared to the Sword Pavilion folks, had not even drawn his sword while approaching Emerald Phoenix Peak.

However, above the clouds where Lucas stood, sword shadows constantly appeared around him. Standing at the gate of Emerald Phoenix Peak, his sword case was trembling, ready to reveal its sharpness.

That was... a certain artistic conception.

**Your descendant Lucas is honing his sword intent, having concealed 5000 swords. These swords are learned from others' techniques, integrating their moves into his own.**

**With 10,000 concealed swords, one can break through to 'Ten Thousand Swords Body', and the sword pill can rival the heavenly pill, making the body as strong as a mid-grade psychic weapon!**

A body as strong as a mid-grade psychic weapon could rival the peak of Developing Skill.

Lucas was definitely not the most talented, nor did he have the same opportunities as other descendants; his sword skills were self-taught through hard work. Young Lucas practiced sword fighting daily, and now he was like a dedicated Psychic, wielding his sword across the world in search of sword intent.

Days passed in a flash.

Emerald Phoenix Peak, once the sect of Gary, was now under Lucas's watch as he brought the trio into the mountains. Initially, the elders of Emerald Phoenix Peak sent people to monitor them, but now...

An old woman with a frown approached Lucas, who was sitting in meditation at the entrance of the Psychic Sanctuary by the Heavenly Pool, a sword resting on her knees, its edge once sharp now concealed.

Despite being at the peak of Developing Skill and this being her territory, and even though Gary from Blackwood had been killed, she felt somewhat hesitant to speak.

"Sword King, I have a matter to discuss," she said.

Lucas opened his eyes and stood up, polite as ever, "Please speak, elder."

The old woman said, "This Heavenly Pool is a possession of Emerald Phoenix Peak. This year, it is also the prize for our disciples' grand competition, meant for cultivating psychic powers. I wonder..."

Lucas immediately understood her implication, sat back down, and closed his eyes to continue absorbing the unprocessed sword intent from his sword case, "The elder jests. Emerald Phoenix Peak is your domain. "

"I am merely borrowing it for the benefit of my family's younger generation, with no intention of usurpation. Afterwards, I will compensate Emerald Phoenix Peak with a substantial amount of Energy Stones, essentially a transaction. "

"The Blackwoods are well-taught; I fear there might be a misunderstanding."