Chapter 1737: Chapter 1737: Zen's Guidance

Zen certainly knew that if he made up any kind of story, there would always be something he couldn't explain clearly. Little details and crucial parts would usually be a dead giveaway in a false story.

However, if he provided less information instead, it was less likely that they would discover that he was a liar. Additionally, it didn't matter whether they believed all of his words or not

Moreover, these people were just some divine citizens. It was impossible for them to find out anything about his background. For those citizens, they would easily dismiss Zen as a random passerby.

Just as Zen had expected, Woolley did not pursue the topic any longer. Instead, he told Zen honestly that their little mountain village was quite remote in the Vast Sky Region. Even the nearest divine city was very far away. As such, a smile shone in Woolley's face as he invited Zen to stay in the Misty Mountain Village first.

The Misty Mountain Village faced a great enemy and Zen was a proving godly warrior. Ever since he arrived at their village, their invitation was completely within Zen's expectations. He gladly accepted the offer.

After he witnessed that Zen had agreed to stay, Woolley immediately beamed with pleasure. “My friend, I bet you must be wearied by your long journey. It must have been a long way before you arrived here. Brother, go and fetch two jugs of our best wines for our honored guest!”

Afterward, Woolley opened the large pot in front of him. A rich aroma of meat suddenly filled the entire place.

Zen hadn't eaten any food for a long time. As such, he immediately felt his appetite stir the moment he smelled the aroma of the meat. A loud growl was heard in his abdomen. Based on Woolley's introduction, the meat stewed in the pot had been peeled off from the Iron Tooth Beast.

As a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior, Woolley didn't need to eat food as well. However, he still ate the meat of the Iron Tooth Beast which had the function to increase his strength. For the True Gods, the beast was considered nothing. Nonetheless, it was a precious ingredient for the divine citizens.

Zen politely ate a few cuts of meat and immediately felt a warm sensation in his stomach. The energy from the meat was even purer than that of the top-level beasts in the Divine Refinement Forbidden Land! At once, the power from the meat surged throughout Zen's body.

However, Zen was not surprised by what happened. The Divine Refinement Forbidden Land was the inner world of Holy Jay. As such, the living creatures there were formed by the vitality between heaven and earth that Holy Jay had absorbed. They were still secondary creatures. Although the Iron Tooth Beast had a low level, it was still an ordinary creature. It was formed by chaotic energy, so it was essentially different from all secondary creatures.

The meat stew was a very delicious meal. After they had their fill, the villagers of Misty Mountain Village arranged a comfortable loft for Zen to stay in.

Zen naturally didn't need to sleep. However, he was still in a predicament because his elixir field was still sealed.

Along the way, Zen had tried his best to control the golden blood in his body to wash away the black lines on his elixir field. But these black lines were unusually stubborn, and he had managed to break only several of them. A lot of them still remained and clogged his elixir field. He was extremely anxious about the situation.

The restoration of his strength as soon as possible was Zen's greatest goal at the current stage. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to travel around the divine land. He would be easy prey for the beasts that wandered it. Worse, he could be targeted by strong warriors.

Additionally, based on the information he gathered, the village had enemies. The village was still peaceful and safe when Zen arrived. However, the danger of an enemy attack still lingered. Woolley even informed him that there were quite a few warriors in the Sun Moon Village. Also, among them were some formidable proving godly warriors, namely warriors of a world lord's level.

Zen had fought world lords from the divine land in the past. A few years ago in the Divine Refinement Forbidden Land, there were many divine land geniuses that had been defeated by him. Most of them were from the great clans in the divine land. However, they were still no match against Zen.

However, with his elixir field sealed, the methods that Zen could use were very limited. His strength had been greatly reduced, thus, made him very weak. A rather weaker and easily defeated enemy would be enough to give Zen a hard time.

Darkness surrounded the village. Night came by with a cold breeze. As time went by, the sun had also begun to rise.

Zen was relentless as he willed his golden blood to wash over his elixir field. However, he only broke four more black lines. There were more than a hundred of them intertwined around his elixir field. It seemed that it would take him at least a month to break all of them. Desperation crept in Zen's mind.

He stopped his meditation and sighed helplessly. All he could do was shrug with disappointment.

Suddenly, he heard a series of high-pitched sounds from outside. Curiosity had enveloped Zen.

“Hold your sword tight and widen your eyes. Gather your strength, and stride squarely!”

The sun had not yet fully risen. However, multiple swords were heard as they clashed with each other from outside the house. Even though it was just the break of dawn, dozens of warriors already held swords and sparred with each other.

Zen stood up and pushed open the door. As he laid eyes on the field, he saw Woolley with a cyan steel sword. Systematic strikes and slashes were magnificently displayed by Woolley.

The movements displayed by Woolley were unfamiliar to Zen. However, Zen's comprehension of swordsmanship had already reached the level of Ripping Consciousness. He had long since far surpassed the level of a grand master and had profound insight about swordsmanship. He could tell with a single glance that this set of sword skills was extremely simple and crude. A chuckle almost escaped Zen's lips as he was amused by the sight in front of him.

'It seems that these divine citizens aren't more advanced than secondary creatures in every aspect. Their swordsmanship could really use some improvements, ' Zen thought to himself.

Let alone a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior, even an ordinary Life and Death Realm or Soul Sea Realm warrior from his universe could be regarded as a grand master of swordsmanship. Most warriors from Zen's universe practiced many sets of excellent sword skills. ℝ𝙖ꞐÓВÊṠ

However, although Woolley was at the Spirit Transformation Realm, the sword skills he used were rather ordinary. It was just a variant of the basic swordsmanship, which was far less flexible. Woolley would be easily defeated by most warriors from Zen's universe when it was about swordsmanship.

Zen pondered over it. Curious eyes painted his face. Immediately, he quickly understood the reasons. The divine citizens were born with spectacular strength. If they could absorb the vitality between heaven and earth in the divine land and advance in their cultivation levels, they could open up their Soul Sea and become a Soul Sea Realm warrior.

The Soul Sea Realm warriors in the divine land had equivalent status to nature creatures in the Lower World of Zen's universe. Additionally, they had just started their martial path. As a Spirit Transformation Realm warrior, Woolley was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person. He was a villager of a remote village, so it was incredible enough that he could reach the Spirit Transformation Realm. It was nearly impossible for him to get any advanced sword skills to learn. The distance of the village to civilization had hindered any advanced sword techniques to be integrated by its warriors.

Along with Woolley, a group of children also diligently practiced.

The kids probably couldn't get a sword, so they could only use branches and sticks instead. However, their determination was still apparent in children's expressions. They were quite serious as they imitated Woolley's movements.

'These branches should be valuable enough to exchange for a high-quality sacred weapon in our universe.'

As this thought passed through his mind, Zen smiled softly. No matter where he went, there were always people who were dedicated to the martial arts. With a calm and appreciative expression, he walked down the stairs of the house.

“Be serious! Adjust your stance properly!” As he noticed Zen's presence, Woolley started to wave the sword in his hand even harder. Nonetheless, the children failed to keep up with his rhythm and all reeled right and left. There was only one child who could barely catch up with Woolley's movements. He was the boy who carried Zen out of the vegetable field the night before.

Zen already knew that the boy's name was Thomson, Additionally, he was Woolley's younger brother.

As he noticed Woolley's messy footsteps, Zen stood with his hands behind his back and approached Woolley. With a callous face, he said indifferently, “You should learn to move swiftly before you learn how to use the sword. The words 'stride squarely' in your chant is wrong. The sword can be used flexibly in a fight. If one only strides squarely, it will affect the flexible movements of the hands. If the sword loses its flexibility, then what is the need for learning it? You might as well use a spear instead!”

Although his words sounded harsh and direct, Zen was more than qualified to make such comments on swordsmanship. His battle experience and prowess were above anyone in the village.

However, Woolley, with his back to Zen, suddenly winked at his younger brother. A small message was secretly shared between the two.

As he received his brother's signal, Thomson dropped the wooden sword in his hand and turned to Zen. With a pouty face, he said, “Humph, what nonsense are you spouting? My brother's swordsmanship was learned from Mirror City. This set of sword skills is very extraordinary. Why do you criticize it so severely?”

Zen raised an eyebrow. When he pushed open the door and saw how poorly Woolley practiced swordsmanship with the group of kids, he already realized it was just for show. Woolley and the others originally wanted Zen to teach them some sword skills. Since Zen was a warrior from outside the village, they considered his knowledge to be beneficial to them.

With playful eyes, Zen stared at Thomson. Although he still wore a smile on his face, Zen emitted a faint aura. The aura was not meant to kill anyone, but it was enough to make the boy feel some pressure.

Despite Thomson's smart mind, his expression immediately turned frantic and his face paled when Zen stared at him tightly. The faint aura released by Zen had intimidated everyone in the field. Even the other children also looked at Zen in a daze with fears on their faces.

As he saw the children's nervous expressions, Zen's heart softened. Why did he have to blame a group of children? He turned to Woolley and said, “If you want any guidance from me, you can just say it directly. I'm not a stingy person, so you don't have to do this just to trick me into teaching you. I am more than willing to help you improve your skills.”

When Woolley and the children heard this, their faces were filled with a pleasant surprise. They had rehearsed for a long time for this moment. They wanted to prod Zen to teach them as they displayed pathetic swordsmanship. However, it was actually fine for Zen to be their master. It seemed that they had wasted all their efforts...

In the divine land, cultivation was not something that normal divine citizens could engage in. They couldn't easily attain the necessary requirements to improve their cultivation.

There just weren't enough accessible pills, cultivation methods, resources, and even masters...

To the divine citizens, those were things that they couldn't even reach. As such, the Godly Way Tablets for cultivation were only a legend to most divine citizens.

Although Zen was not a True God, as a proving godly warrior, he could still be a good teacher to them. However, they had never thought that Zen would agree to teach them so easily. All of them started to form a sense of admiration towards him.

After Zen had finished his words, he took a step forward and waved his hand toward Thomson. The wooden sword in the boy's hand suddenly flew into Zen's hand. Thomson revealed a surprised expression.

Although this wooden sword was a toy for a child, it actually weighed over ten thousand pounds. Thomson was only seven or eight years old but he was still a divine citizen. His strength could not be measured by the standard of the universe. A divine citizen would naturally be born with spectacular strength compared to secondary creatures.

“To learn to use a sword, you should learn to move swiftly first. Take a good look!”

As he finished his remarks, Zen took a step forward and started to shift left and right. He was using the Sword Step that he hadn't used in a long time. Incredible footwork was witnessed by Woolley and the children.