To obtain the bestowed sword embryo, one must cultivate the Innate Purple Qi of the The Brooks School secret tradition to the third level. However, at present, this Henry Clark has only just reached the peak of the first level of Innate Purple Qi and has not yet broken through to the second level. How could he possibly receive the sword embryo?

In midair, a bright moon squeezed out from behind the clouds, and the rain had completely stopped. The thick, dense clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and for a moment, the moon shone brightly with few stars, silver light spreading everywhere.

Originally, Henry Clark had just wanted to come out for some fresh air, but on a sudden whim, he thought, “Since I have nothing else to do, why not take advantage of this moonlight to cultivate for a while? Who knows, maybe I’ll break through the bottleneck of the first level of Innate Purple Qi and enter the second level!”

Chapter Three: The Most Unqualified Master

The The Brooks School has been established for over four thousand years, with countless miraculous skills and immortal techniques left behind by the ancestors. Some are cultivation insights, some are fortuitous encounters with immortals, but in any case, all of them are stored in the scripture library of Brooks Mountain. It can be said that it is a treasure trove of cultivation methods and immortal arts.

However, even for core inner disciples like Henry Clark, entering it is not easy. Among ten inner disciples, only the eldest senior brother David Bennett has ever entered once; the others are all practicing the Innate Purple Qi passed down by the sect.

It may sound as if this Innate Purple Qi is quite common, but in fact, the reputation of the The Brooks Sect is largely built upon the power of the Innate Purple Qi.

The Innate Purple Qi is divided into eighteen levels. Legend has it that if one can cultivate to the peak of the eighteenth level, they can ascend in a cloud of light and truly become an immortal. However, in the past four thousand years, apart from the founding ancestor, it seems that no one has reached this stage, and even those who have reached above the twelfth level are extremely rare.

The current sect leader, Elder Logan, stands out among his peers precisely because of his unparalleled cultivation of the twelfth level of Innate Purple Qi and his nearly perfect Taihao Xuan Yue Sword Technique, serving as a pillar of the righteous path.

Disciples like Henry Clark are only taught the mental methods for the first three levels of Innate Purple Qi. Only after reaching the third level can they be granted the sword embryo and the mental methods for the next three levels. In this way, progress is made step by step. Although cultivation advances slowly, it is stable, unlike some demonic or heretical methods that can produce a master in just a few years, but often subject the practitioner to demonic tribulations and immense suffering.

Henry Clark sat cross-legged on the ground, facing east, drawing in qi, with the vital energy circulating smoothly within his body, following the twelve main meridians.

The first six levels of Innate Purple Qi focus mainly on cultivating the twelve main meridians, with each level refining two meridians. Once all twelve meridians are fully cultivated, the entire body’s purple qi becomes unified, the primordial spirit stabilized, and at that point, one can control a sword with the primordial spirit, traveling a thousand miles in an instant. Of course, Henry Clark is still far from that stage.

Of the twelve main meridians, the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian have just been completed. A faint strand of purple qi flows back and forth between these two meridians, slowly impacting the barrier between the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian and the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian. If he can break through this barrier and let the purple qi enter the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian, then he will have entered the second level of Innate Purple Qi.

However, the purple qi in his body surged like waves, repeatedly charging at the barrier, but unfortunately, each time he reached the critical moment, his strength would fail. After dozens of attempts, feeling that breaking through was hopeless, he gradually began to think of giving up.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that although his purple qi cultivation had reached the peak of the first level, breaking through would still require at least half a year. Today, it was just a whim to try his luck, but it seemed his luck wasn’t that great.

Thinking this, he began to consider giving up. However, since the purple qi in his body was still circulating, he needed to wait for this small cycle to finish before he could stop.

So, he calmed his mind and continued to circulate the qi as usual. When the purple qi charged at the barrier once again, he no longer paid attention. For a moment, he felt a sense of emptiness and detachment, free of desire. At that moment, a hand rested on the crown of his head, and then a warm current flowed down through his body.

That surging warm current rushed through his meridians like a flood, and by coincidence, at the very instant his purple qi was charging at the barrier, the two forces merged into one, forming a tremendous power. With a boom, they broke through the barrier between the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian and the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian in one go.

The purple qi flowed smoothly into the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian, then began to circulate with the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian, forming a cycle.

After the purple qi completed a cycle, Henry Clark slowly opened his eyes.

Having reached the second level, his spiritual perception increased several times. For a moment, every flower, bird, insect, and fish, every rustle of wind within several miles, entered his ears without missing a thing. Even the night sky seemed to become brighter.

This change made him a bit unaccustomed, so he couldn’t help but freeze for a moment. Then he realized that someone had just helped him.

He turned around and smiled.

“Master, what brings you here!”

The newcomer was none other than his master, Drunken Sword Mark.

“Crack!” With a sound, he received a knock on the forehead. “You brat, how many times have I told you, don’t call me old man! Do I look that old to you?”