In the spiritually depleted world of Water Margin, even a valiant warrior like Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, could at most fight against a thousand men, and would surely perish against an army of tens of thousands. Wang Xuan's ability to single-handedly defeat tens of thousands of elite troops from the Northwest undoubtedly surpasses the limits of the Water Margin world!
As more and more information came out, people realized that the news was not unfounded, but actually true.
That white robe, that long sword, that lone warrior who fought across thousands of miles, single-handedly battling tens of thousands of elite troops, breaking through the armor of three thousand six hundred men, was like a god or a demon!
The name "Wang Xuan" has been sung throughout the Water Margin world, and people respect and fear him. Someone gave him the nickname "Overlord Blade".
"Overlord Blade King Xuan," whose fearsome reputation can stop a child from crying!
"What the hell is this 'Overlord Blade' nickname?!" Wang Xuan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing it. In reality, he was a swordsman who hadn't practiced any sword techniques, only the "Burial Sword Technique." He was clearly a swordsman, wasn't he?
He uses a knife when fighting in the Water Margin world because his current cultivation level is still too low, and he is not yet capable of wielding the Azure Nether Sword, a low-grade magic weapon.
Even when using that mid-grade magic weapon-level longsword, Wang Xuan found it somewhat difficult, so he opted for a lower-grade magic weapon-level saber in general.
"There are always some idle people who like to give me random nicknames!" Wang Xuan said, adding that his nickname in the martial arts world is White-Clad Sword Saint, and he doesn't acknowledge anything like "Evil Blade" or "Overlord Blade" at all!
Regardless of what Wang Xuan was thinking, his reputation had already spread. Although it was a bad reputation, there were always people who admired him because of it, which brought him a wave of good fortune.
The fortune points brought by this reputation are actually quite considerable, around ten points every day. Moreover, as time goes on, more and more people know about Wang Xuan's reputation, and he receives even more fortune points.
Wang Xuan thought to himself, "It seems that the reason why Song Jiang's luck is so extraordinary is not only because he is destined by heaven and was born with great fortune, but also because his fame is widespread and fortune is constantly gathering around him."
Of course, Song Jiang didn't have a supreme treasure like the Eternal Tower of Heaven and Earth to suppress his fortune. Only a very small portion of the fortune that gathered around him because of his fame could be digested and transformed into his own fortune; the vast majority of the rest dissipated.
Chapter Forty-Four: The Mysterious Heavenly Dao Ancestor!
Half a month later, Wang Xuan, after a journey of stops and starts, finally returned to Liangshan.
His disciples had already received the news and came out to greet him from a distance.
"Master, I never imagined you were so capable, single-handedly repelling ten thousand elite troops from the Northwest. I never even dared to dream of such a thing before!" Shi Jin looked at Wang Xuan with the eyes of someone looking at a god, and the other disciples all followed suit.
Wang Xuan chuckled and cursed, subtly observing the people who came to greet him.
Among the people present, besides the disciples Wang Xuan had taken in at Liangshan, there were also a dozen or so people he didn't recognize.
The strategist Wu Yong stepped forward and introduced those people to Wang Xuan.
"Master, this man's name is Yang Zhi. He is a renowned hero, and his ancestors were the Yang family generals of Tianbo Mansion!"
"This is Lin Chong, the instructor. He once served as the chief instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards and was highly skilled in martial arts!"
"This is Master Lu Zhishen, the Flowery Monk..."
Listening to the introduction by the strategist Wu Yong, Wang Xuan's smile became even brighter.
These are all people with great fortune. Wang Xuan previously spent more than two thousand points of fortune to comprehend the Dao, and he can replenish them from them.
Of the 108 heroes of Liangshan destined by Heaven, more than 30 had already gathered at Liangshan, and the initial momentum of their rise was already established.
After Wu Yong finished his introduction, Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Yang Zhi, and others respectfully bowed to Wang Xuan.
They had also heard of Wang Xuan's reputation, and as martial artists, they all admired the strong, with Wang Xuan being their current object of worship.
Wang Xuan wasn't familiar with them, so he casually chatted with them for a few minutes, secretly plotting how to persuade them to become his disciples. Little did he know that this was completely unnecessary.
After exchanging glances, Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Yang Zhi, and the others all knelt down in front of Wang Xuan.
"What are you doing?" Wang Xuan was a little surprised. He hadn't even released his domineering aura yet, so why were these underlings kneeling down?
Lin Chong said respectfully, "We've heard that the chieftain is fond of teaching others, and that all the leaders in the stronghold were your disciples in the past."
"We, the newly arrived leaders, have long admired your unparalleled martial arts skills, Chief. You can't be biased towards one another, so please accept us as your disciples as well!"
It turned out they actually wanted to become his disciples. Wang Xuan was overjoyed. How could he refuse?
These newly joined Liangshan heroes are so easy to fool! Unlike him before, when he always forced people to become his disciples with his fists, now someone is finally taking the initiative to become his disciple...
"Since you've all joined Liangshan, you're all one of us. I see you all have potential. Since you all want to become my disciples, I'll accept you all as my students." Wang Xuan smiled kindly, trying to appear benevolent to lower his disciples' guard.
Lin Chong, Lu Zhishen, Yang Zhi, and the others indeed fell into the trap. They secretly thought to themselves, "It seems the rumors were wrong. The chieftain looks like a kind and upright person."
Only Shi Jin, Chao Gai, Wu Yong, and others knew just how brutal their master's methods of teaching his disciples were.
However, they dared not say it aloud, otherwise it would frighten Lin Chong and the others, making them afraid to become his disciples. If Wang Xuan blamed them, they would be the ones to suffer.
Wang Xuan couldn't wait to lead the group of prospective disciples back to the Liangshan Hall of Righteousness and hold a simple apprenticeship ceremony.
After Lin Chong and the others kowtowed to Wang Xuan and established their master-disciple relationship, Wang Xuan could no longer suppress his smile.
As more than a dozen Liangshan heroes became his disciples, his luck value, which had dropped to just over 4,000 points, suddenly increased to over 5,000 points, a full increase of more than 1,000 points!
Now that he had accepted these disciples, Wang Xuan naturally had to teach them martial arts cultivation methods.
The Wang family's ancestral profound skill in the main world, "The True Explanation of Purple Sun," has become Wang Xuan's lineage in this world, and all his disciples cultivate this profound skill.
As for whether Wang Xuan's leaking of "Ziyang Zhenjie" would threaten his safety, Wang Xuan said that was impossible.
After all, he only taught the first volume of "Ziyang True Explanation". Even if someone cultivated this volume to perfection, they could only reach the twelfth level of the Acquired Realm, which would not be able to threaten Wang Xuan at all.
Furthermore, the Water Margin world has already entered the Dharma-ending Age of spiritual depletion. Even if everyone in the world cultivates the "Purple Sun True Explanation," it is estimated that only one martial artist at the twelfth level of the Acquired Realm will be born every few decades.
It was precisely because Wang Xuan understood these things that he generously passed on the first volume of "Ziyang True Explanation," hoping that as many people as possible would practice this technique.
He was the first person in the Water Margin world to cultivate the "Ziyang True Explanation". In the Water Margin world, he was the creator of the "Ziyang True Explanation", and the "Ziyang True Explanation" was the "Dao" he spread in this world. The more people who cultivate this technique, the more luck points Wang Xuan can obtain.
Thinking of this, Wang Xuan said to his group of disciples, "Now that you have inherited my lineage, from today onwards, you can all take on disciples, teach my sect's divine skills, and strengthen my lineage!"
Shi Jin, Chao Gai, Lin Chong, and the others all had their eyes shining, and some asked curiously, "Master, our sect's divine skills are so powerful, may I ask what our sect is called?"
"How would I know what his name is? I just had this idea on a whim to start my own sect!" Wang Xuan's lips twitched slightly, but in order to maintain his air of a wise and accomplished master, he forced himself not to complain to his disciples.
Amidst the curious gazes of a large group of disciples, Wang Xuan didn't have time to think carefully and casually chose a very common name.
"Our sect is called the Xuantian Holy Sect, and you can call me the Xuantian Dao Ancestor!"
“Xuantian Holy Sect?! Xuantian Dao Ancestor?!” Wu Yong, a former schoolteacher, considered himself learned and talented, but he had never heard of a sect called Xuantian Holy Sect. How could he not guess that this name was a name his master had given him on the spot?
However, his master's naming habits were as unreliable as ever. It was one thing for him to give himself the nickname "White-Clad Sword Saint" before, but now he called himself "Taoist Ancestor," which is a major taboo in Taoism!
He quickly reminded him, "Our sect's name does sound impressive, but Master, you call yourself the Ancestor of the Mysterious Heaven, which might attract the ire of all Taoist sects. Why don't you change the name?"
Wang Xuan simply sneered and remained silent, showing no intention of making any changes.
He comes from the main world where gods and demons roam, a world where martial arts are taken to their extreme!
Since Wang Xuan possesses the martial arts system of the main world, he might as well spread his martial arts throughout the heavens and become the Martial Arts Ancestor, comparable to the Immortal Dao Ancestor and the Buddhist Dao Ancestor!
Chapter Forty-Five: Three Volumes of the Heavenly Book
Regardless of what others thought, with Wang Xuan's order, the Xuantian Holy Sect was officially established in the Water Margin world.
The group of disciples he took in, those with outstanding talent and a desire to learn martial arts, such as Shi Jin, Chao Gai, Lin Chong, and Wu Song, were the first batch of disciples to enter the Xuantian Holy Sect.
As for those with average talent who didn't put much effort into martial arts training, such as Wu Yong, Zhu Gui, and Chai Jin, they became outer disciples of the Xuantian Holy Sect.
In just one day, Wang Xuan transformed from a bandit leader into the founder of the Xuantian Holy Sect.
However, during the time he was away from Liangshan, the scale of Liangshan expanded considerably. Not only did many heroes come to join them, but the number of soldiers in the stronghold also increased several times, reaching about 10,000.
Disbanding this army of 10,000 is clearly impossible. Regardless of whether the soldiers and officers are willing, the Liangshan army cannot be disbanded simply to deal with the lurking enemy.
However, managing such a large army of ten thousand would be troublesome and time-consuming, and Wang Xuan was unwilling to spend too much effort on it. So he simply divided the army into twenty battalions, selected twenty of his most skilled disciples, assigned one battalion to each of them, and let them manage it themselves, thus forming the outer forces of the Xuan Tian Holy Sect.
In the time that followed, Wang Xuan both studied the secrets of the innate realm and busied himself teaching his disciples.
It wasn't just Wang Xuan teaching his disciples; his disciples also gave him a batch of grand-disciples, and the Xuantian Holy Sect was expanding at an astonishing rate.
Establishing a sect and spreading one's teachings throughout the world is indeed the fastest and best way to gather fortune. As the number of disciples of the Xuantian Holy Sect increases day by day, Wang Xuan can gain a considerable amount of fortune every day.
"At this rate, if I have another two months, I will be able to accumulate more than 10,000 points of luck value, and then refine the Eternal Tower of Heaven and Earth for the second time, and master the second level of authority of the Eternal Tower of Hearing!" Wang Xuan was extremely excited after glancing at his luck value.
But at that moment, his eldest disciple sent him a message saying that Song Jiang had returned to Liangshan.
Moreover, Song Jiang did not return alone; he was accompanied by Wu Song and Chai Jin.
"What?! That traitor Song Jiang actually dares to come back?!" Wang Xuan was both surprised and furious.
Despite his anger, Wang Xuan had no intention of expelling Song Jiang from his sect. After all, Song Jiang's immense fortune was extremely tempting to Wang Xuan.
"Go and call Song Jiang over. This Daoist Master wants to hear what he has to say." Wang Xuan snorted and ordered Shi Jin to call Song Jiang.
Before long, Song Jiang arrived in front of Wang Xuan and said in an extremely obsequious manner, "Disciple Song Jiang pays his respects to Master!"
Wang Xuan glanced at the short, dark-skinned man and said with a forced smile, "You still have the nerve to come back and see me? When I was fighting the people from Zixu Temple, you ran away so fast, you even drove my carriage away."
Upon hearing this, Song Jiang's eyes revealed a hint of fear, yet he also seemed to have something to rely on.
"Master, it wasn't that I abandoned you back then. I was going to get reinforcements!" Song Jiang said, sounding aggrieved.
Wang Xuan sneered, "Speak! Since you dared to come back to see me, there must be a reason. If you don't hurry up and tell me, this day next year will be your death anniversary!"
Song Jiang dared not utter another word. He quickly pulled a package from his robes, and upon closer inspection, found three yellowed ancient books inside.
"Is this all you're relying on?" Wang Xuan's face was still sneer, but in his heart, a suspicion was forming, quietly stirring up ripples.
In the original Water Margin storyline, Song Jiang had a miraculous encounter and obtained three volumes of celestial books, said to have been bestowed upon him by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. Could these three yellowed ancient books be those three volumes of celestial books?
As expected, Song Jiang presented the three ancient books and said proudly, "Master, after we parted ways, I had a wonderful encounter. I found these three heavenly books in a dilapidated temple and even received the teachings from the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden in a dream!"
"This treasure bestowed by the immortals is something I dare not keep to myself; it is only right that I offer it to you, my venerable master!"
It really is those three volumes of heavenly books!
Wang Xuan was also very curious about how Song Jiang obtained these three volumes of heavenly books.
It couldn't possibly have been taught to him by the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, could it?
You must know that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Water Margin world is depleted, and you can't even find a master comparable to the innate realm, so where would the immortals come from?
Wang Xuan took the three volumes of heavenly books, but instead of immediately flipping through them, he looked at Song Jiang with a half-smile and said, "Not bad. I always thought you were a traitor, but you've surprised me this time. By the way, have you tried to cultivate these three volumes of heavenly books?"
Song Jiang had a simple and honest face, seemingly loyal and devoted, but in his heart he was cursing loudly.
These three volumes of heavenly books are profound and difficult to understand. Song Jiang had never studied Taoist classics and his comprehension was not very high. He could only learn the basics, which were of little use.
Otherwise, why would he have offered such a treasure to Wang Xuan?
Trading three volumes of heavenly books, which were of little use to him, for the favor of Wang Xuan, a peerless powerhouse, was undoubtedly a very worthwhile deal.