I, the Blind Sword Saint, Signed in for a Thousand Years
Chapter 8: Signing in at the Sword Washing Pool! A Crisis Approaches

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With his current cultivation at the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment, Jason Chu moved with incredible speed, almost like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the depths of the Swordmaking House.

Before him stood a dilapidated gate, worn and weathered, its pillars marked by the scars of time.

A terrifying aura, vast and unfathomable, occasionally leaked from within. This aura had been the primary reason he had hesitated to enter in the past.

But now, with his growing strength, that oppressive aura no longer seemed as fearsome.

"Hm?"

"This aura feels somewhat similar to the Xuan Yuan Sword Forging Technique."

Jason placed his hand on the gatepost and stepped inside.

He felt the wind howl around him, and the ground seemed to tremble as if he had entered another dimension. To his surprise, the terrifying aura here bore a faint resemblance to the Xuan Yuan Sword Forging Technique that Master Gavin had passed down.

Instinctively, Jason began to circulate the energy of the forging technique.

"Interesting. If I hadn't known the Xuan Yuan Sword Forging Technique, I might've faced an attack here."

As he activated the technique, the oppressive aura seemed to ease, becoming calm and almost welcoming.

Jason quickly understood.

This place was still part of the Swordmaking House.

Having inherited the Xuan Yuan Sword Forging Technique, he was now, in a sense, one of its own.

Understanding this, he continued to press forward.

With each step, he felt the spiritual energy around him grow denser, as though he had entered a new realm. His sharp senses detected numerous precious treasures scattered around him, close enough to grasp with a simple movement.

For someone who had amassed countless treasures over the years through his daily sign-ins, these items held little allure.

Suddenly, Jason paused, sensing something ahead. He raised his hands and reached forward, touching something cool and solid—a stone wall, it seemed.

The Sword Washing Pool.

Tracing his fingers over the stone, Jason soon discerned the carved characters on its surface.

Realizing he was likely standing before a stone monument, he thought, "I must have reached the heart of the Swordmaking House's forbidden zone."

Stone monuments like this often served as boundary markers.

"System, sign in here."

Without hesitation, he commanded the system. This, after all, was his main reason for venturing into the forbidden area.

Ding!

"Congratulations to the Host for successfully signing in at the Sword Washing Pool. Reward: Dragon-Slaying Sword."

As expected, the sign-in was successful, and he received his reward.

"This Dragon-Slaying Sword… it's actually a sword technique!"

In the darkness, a vision of a silver tome suddenly appeared before him.

This familiar scene reminded Jason that his sign-in at the Sword Washing Pool had granted him a rare technique.

After so many years of signing in, most of his rewards had been treasures like celestial herbs or spirit stones. It was rare to receive a technique.

Jason couldn't help but feel that the trip had been worth it.

He eagerly examined the technique, feeling a surge of joy.

"While it might not rival the Great Luo Sword Canon, the Dragon-Slaying Sword, in terms of rank, is unquestionably a sword technique surpassing even the Ninth Rank of the Heavenly Stage."

"As expected from a system reward."

Recognizing the Dragon-Slaying Sword's immense value, Jason felt a sense of exhilaration.

Living in a world without sight was monotonous and isolating. Over the years, he had found solace in cultivation, becoming a devotee to the art.

This Dragon-Slaying Sword, a technique surpassing even the highest rank, was an invaluable boon to Jason.

Boom!

Just as Jason was savoring his good fortune at the Sword Washing Pool, a sudden, thunderous noise erupted.

A chilling sensation followed, spreading over him like icy rain.

Unbeknownst to him, the stone monument marking the Sword Washing Pool concealed an enormous frozen lake behind it.

As he stood there for a while, an ominous figure began to emerge from the lake's depths!

A massive dragon, its form vast enough to blot out the sky, its body twisting like thunder.

It roared, its enormous head lunging toward Jason, who appeared blissfully unaware of the impending danger...

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