I'm only one year old what the heck Is a overturning system

Chen Yuan hated winter.

Even the winters in Kyoto Prefecture, he disliked.

Especially when it snowed.

Because in the Marquis Mansion, with snow piling up in the yard, he could only stay in the warm chambers.

Then, he would study with a few teachers just like his second brother did.

At that time, it was less about hating the snow and more about hating literacy and reciting articles.

But after arriving at Wuliang Mountain, Chen Yuan disliked the snow covering the mountain peaks and the bone-chilling wind.

Even though his cultivation had already reached the Sixth Grade Returning Origin Realm, and his True Yuan could protect against the cold and sustain his body, he still couldn't forget the piercing coldness.

No, not just the coldness.

But also the pain of his palms being sliced by the sharp ice, and fingers mauled raw into the rock and ice.

The worst was when his True Yuan was depleted, and he could only rely on his body to withstand the cold.

Coldness, hunger, pain, and exhaustion would transmit from every corner of his body to his mind.

That instant impact occasionally even caused him to crush a tooth or two.

However, whenever he endured unbearable pain, gritting his teeth to persist, those were the moments his Master Yan Hai seemed happiest.

In his eyes, Master expressed happiness differently from ordinary people.

At least different from the familiar younger brother.

If his brother was happy, he would read a few more books than usual, and would have the teacher go through the swordsmanship and sword techniques a couple more times.

But when Master Yan Hai was pleased, he would drink heavily, displacing the pallid cold tearing at his face, twisting it into a fierce, sinister smile.

Then, the whole mountain would echo with his loud laughter and "encouraging" words, causing snow from the trees and rocks to collapse.

"Useless!"

"If you can't even do such a simple thing, have no strength to hold a sword, then jump off, death will free you!"

Or perhaps.

"Waste like you should have died during the Sect entrance examination!"

"I certainly didn't misjudge you, the greatest waste among wastes, dreaming of inheriting my Absolute Blade legacy, keep dreaming your grand delusion of Spring and Autumn Annals!"

Initially, Chen Yuan found these words very harsh, they brought sadness, sorrow, pain, and confusion.

But after hearing them for a long time, he suddenly realized that Master's scoldings were quite limited.

Even incomparable to his second brother.

He remembered once when his brother was deep in sleep and cursed a string of words after a dream.

Words like "That's ridiculous" and "Sun scoundrel."

Afterward, when he asked, his brother even taught him a new phrase— a continuous flow of vivid expressions.

He said these streetwise words best expressed sincere feelings towards a person, just like Bi Yang's East Dawn.

Till this day, Chen Yuan was somewhat puzzled.

Aren't Bi Yang and East Dawn both about the sun rising from the east?

But puzzle aside.

It didn't prevent Chen Yuan from occasionally using that phrase privately, silently cursing Master Yan Hai.

Just like now—

"Good disciple, although you are naturally slow-witted, lacking spiritual energy, special bloodline, or talent in sword dao, you possess something far superior to ordinary people."

Yan Hai's face, which at a quick glance seemed unremarkable, and at a closer look, not as impressive as at first glance, was filled with seriousness.

He pointed to himself and said: "That is me! You have a master with exceptional talent and supreme sword dao abilities!"

Chen Yuan pulled a smile on his face without emotion, in a way to humor him.

To Master's shameless audacity, he had long been accustomed.

It was hard to imagine that such a person was actually a human, and also the sect leader of the Absolute Blade Lineage on Wuliang Mountain.

"You don't believe it?"

"Humph, you have been in Wuliang Mountain so long, have you seen any lineage that has only one disciple?"

"Do you know that the elixirs needed for your cultivation are many times more than the disciples of the other lineages?"

That point, Chen Yuan believed.

The residual toxicity of those elixirs on his body proved it.

"Of course, the most crucial thing is the Absolute Saber Technique!"

Yan Hai grinned, showing his dull yellow teeth, and chuckled: "This is a top-notch sword technique that rivals the Flipping Heaven Dao and Sea Covering Dao."

"Such elite techniques in the Martial World, are the best of the best."

"Whether it's Southern Saber or Northern Blade, they are as weak as children in front of me."

"As long as I want, a single blade can decide their life and death!"

Chen Yuan wanted to believe this statement, but he hardly dared to.

From what he had learned about Absolute Blade so far, the moves were so simple that they barely differed from the basic sword technique.

The only thing somewhat special was the cultivation technique that accompanied the Absolute Saber Technique.

Yan Hai had no idea what he was thinking, otherwise he would have broken his legs and scolded him furiously.

"Anyway, having learned my sword technique, you must not tarnish my reputation."

"Do you see that place?"

Saying this, Yan Hai pointed to a valley not far away, his face revealing a grim smile:

"Once you're in there, you'll realize how good your master has been to you, hahaha..."

"I guarantee, you'll like it there."

"Because those who don't like it will die inside!"

Chen Yuan glanced at him, then looked towards the dark and lightless valley—named Sealing Demon Valley.

He remembered that Yan Hai had mentioned before, that inside Sealing Demon Valley lay great terror but also great opportunities.

At least for the Absolute Blade Lineage, the items deep within Sealing Demon Valley were very beneficial to them.

Yan Hai noticed his gaze and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Good disciple, do you remember everything you experienced in that dungeon before coming here? There..."

Before he could finish, Chen Yuan interjected: "Master, are you trying to tell me that this valley is many times more terrifying than the dungeon?"

Crack!

Yan Hai's laughter came to an abrupt stop.

He fiercely glared at Chen Yuan, his face constantly changing colors, from livid to dark red.

Those words should have been his to say!

"My good disciple, it seems you have prepared yourself well. I wish you can walk out of there alive."

Chen Yuan took one last look at him, then carried the two-hundred-pound heavy saber on his back, and headed towards the valley.

"Ha..."

Yan Hai wanted to say a few more words, but seeing that figure walk away so resolutely, he suddenly felt there was nothing more to say.

"Truly a worthy disciple of mine!"

"Even facing the challenge of Sealing Demon Valley, he remains unfazed!"

Yan Hai muttered to himself, his face expressing excitement again.

Placed between life and death, one finds deliverance from extinction.

This second trial is much more terrifying compared to the previous one that sealed the five senses.

"Once you come out alive from there, you must have greatly mastered the Sword Dao!"

"Truly a good disciple of mine, hahaha..."

Meanwhile, hearing the laughter behind him, Chen Yuan paused his steps and then resolutely walked into the dark and lifeless Sealing Demon Valley.

In fact, there was something he always wanted to say to Yan Hai.

"I never thought of Absolute Blade as the pinnacle of Sword Dao!"

"Nor do I think my Sword Dao will be Absolute Blade!"

"Master, I will prove that you have taken the wrong path with your Sword Dao!"

However, these thoughts gradually disappeared from his mind as Chen Yuan delved deeper into Sealing Demon Valley.

Darkness, oppression, silence.

The atmosphere inside Sealing Demon Valley made him feel as if he had returned to that dungeon.

"Roar... roar..."

The intermittent low roars from the depths also reminded him of the painful experiences during those three months.

In the utter silence, Chen Yuan could only hear his own heartbeat.

Thump, thump—slow and powerful.

The next moment, Chen Yuan smiled.

That smile was as fierce and ferocious as when he faced the Ninth Grade demon in the Mortal Realm.

However, such a smile lasted only for a moment; Chen Yuan then drew the heavy saber from behind.

While delving deeper into Sealing Demon Valley, he began to sing as he had done in the dungeon.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..."

His brother must have received the letter by now, right?

I hope his days in the Grand Void Sect are as I wrote in the letter, more joyful and carefree...