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title: "Chapter 1517: Saint’s Privilege!"
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novel: "Dimensional Keeper: All My Skills Are at Level 100"
number: 1524
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createdAt: "2026-04-15"
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Behind him Lady Virelia continued speaking.

"Since you are a sword user, I believe this inheritance technique could become one of your strongest trump cards," she explained. "This technique was specifically designed for cultivators who fight with swords. It is considered one of the most refined sword techniques within the Black Dragon Clan that utilizes black flames."

She folded her arms lightly as she watched Max examine the jade slip.

"I believe it will suit your fighting style very well."

Max carefully picked up the jade slip and allowed his spiritual sense to scan the information recorded within it. As he read through the introduction of the technique, a faint smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Hm. This is indeed to my liking," he said as he nodded lightly.

According to the records contained within the jade slip, the Black Flames Sword Canon was a sword technique that perfectly integrated the power of black flames into sword combat. When the technique was activated, the practitioner’s sword would become coated with a dense layer of black flames.

These flames were not merely decorative.

They would refine and sharpen the sword’s edge while greatly amplifying its destructive power. The stronger the cultivator’s mastery over the technique, the more intense the flames coating the blade would become.

This layer of black flames would enhance both the sharpness and the raw strength of the sword, turning every strike into a devastating attack capable of cutting through even the toughest defenses.

The Black Flames Sword Canon contained nine stages of mastery.

Each stage required the practitioner to refine their control over black flames while integrating that control into their swordsmanship. As the stages advanced, the flame coating around the sword would become denser, hotter, and far more destructive.

The final stage described within the jade slip was almost unbelievable.

According to the records, a cultivator who reached the ninth stage of the Black Flames Sword Canon would possess a sword capable of destroying entire worlds with a single swing.

Max slowly lowered the jade slip after reading the final description.

Even he could not help but feel impressed by the ambition behind the technique. Although reaching such a level was something that lay far in the future, the potential contained within the technique was undeniable.

Mathew Grimes also stepped closer and looked at the jade slip in Max’s hand before nodding approvingly.

"That is a very good choice," he said. "The Black Flames Sword Canon is considered one of the strongest sword inheritances preserved within our ancestral chamber."

Max closed his hand around the jade slip and stored it together with the other two inheritance techniques he had chosen.

"You do not have to be in a hurry," Mathew Grimes said with a relaxed smile as he looked at Max. "Since you are now the Saint of our clan, the ancestral chamber will always be open to you. If there ever comes a time when you feel that you need another inheritance technique, you may return here and choose one again."

His tone carried a calm assurance, as if this privilege was something completely natural for Max’s position.

Max listened to him and nodded lightly.

"If that is the case, then I am satisfied for now," he replied calmly.

He had already obtained three inheritance techniques that suited his combat style perfectly. The Black Dragon Inferno Furnace Art would strengthen his overall power and refine his flames.

The Black Flames Explosive Burst would provide a practical and versatile offensive method.

The Black Flames Sword Canon would become a powerful trump card that could amplify his swordsmanship to terrifying levels.

For the moment, that was more than enough.

Mathew Grimes nodded with approval.

"Good," he said.

Then he turned toward Lady Virelia.

"Virelia, take Max back to the Black Dragon Palace. I believe he will be very busy for the next few days."

Lady Virelia gave a small nod in response. She clearly understood what Mathew Grimes meant. Max had just obtained several powerful inheritances and valuable cultivation resources. He would certainly spend the next period of time cultivating and digesting everything he had gained.

Without wasting any time, Lady Virelia led Max out of the ancestral chamber.

The massive door of the chamber slowly closed behind them as the protective runes returned to their silent state. Soon the two of them walked through the long corridor once again and left the inner grounds of the Black Dragon Clan.

Before long they arrived back at the Black Dragon Palace.

The towering palace stood proudly against the sky, its dark structures reflecting the deep heritage of the clan. Disciples and elders moved throughout the palace grounds as usual, yet many of them could not help but glance toward Max when they saw him. The news of his new title as Saint had already spread across the palace, and his presence now carried a very different weight.

When they reached the entrance of the residential area, Lady Virelia stopped.

"You should focus on cultivating these techniques," she said calmly. "If you encounter any difficulties, you may come to me."

Max nodded respectfully.

"Understood."

With that the two of them parted ways. Lady Virelia walked toward another section of the palace while Max headed toward his own residence.

The corridors of the palace were quiet as he walked back to his room. His mind was already planning the next steps of his cultivation. Opening the second divine vein would require careful preparation, and he also needed to begin studying the inheritance techniques he had just obtained.

However, just as he arrived at the entrance of his room, Max suddenly noticed that someone was already standing there.

A slender figure waited quietly near the doorway.

Max stopped for a moment before recognizing her.𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

It was none other than Isabella Lumin.

The Saintess in training stood there with her usual composed posture. Her long hair flowed gently behind her and her gaze was fixed directly on Max as if she had been waiting for his arrival for quite some time.

Max looked at her for a brief moment.

Then a slightly mischievous smile slowly appeared on his face.