Within the sword stance, there was a time mark incorporated.
In just a split second, the silver-white blade of the sword slashed past Ling Fei Yu’s body.
“Giggle.”
At the same time, the veil on Ling Fei Yu’s face split apart and fell with the wind, revealing an exquisite saintly face. It looked rather young and extremely beautiful, and just a glance skimming over it also made one feel unforgettable for eternity.
Only, the towering Fei Yu Sword Saint was not so cold as ice, at least that face, but it gave off a sultry feeling, as if she was a reincarnation of a Fox Fairy, which was a great contrast to her temperament.
Zhang Ruochen also only caught a glimpse of her, and in the next moment, the sword wave struck his body and sent him flying, falling all the way down to several miles away.
The strike just now had definitely struck his body solidly, and even with the Meteor Invisibility Clothes and the Five Elements Chaotic Body, Zhang Ruochen couldn’t withstand it.
His entire body’s bones and meridians were on the verge of shattering, and he was unable to move all over, completely losing the power to fight again.
Ling Fei Yu’s expression, slightly stagnant for a moment, touched his cheeks, and only after a long time, in his eyes, did he regain his lustre.
To know, that sword just now, she was simply too late to resist it.
If, the sword aura had been stronger, she would have suffered a severe injury even if she didn’t die.
It had to be said that earlier, she had indeed underestimated Zhang Ruochen too much, this son carried the two Everlasting Ancient Ways of Time and Space, and in the future, I was afraid that his achievements would still be above hers.
Ling Fei Yu slowly flew down to the ground and stared towards the Yin Spirit of the successive ancestors of the Monstrous Sword Lineage, saying, “The Monstrous Sword Lineage is full of talents, all of them are sword dao heroes who are generally superior to the heavens and the earth. This Saint is now convinced that Zhang Ruochen should not be a sleeper of the Immortal Blood Clan.”
“Just now, Zhang Ruochen blocked three of your moves, girl, shouldn’t you apologise first?”
A humanoid, lanky shadow roared out.
To make a Sword Saint apologise and admit his mistake was obviously something unrealistic, not to mention, Ling Fei Yu was also a character of supreme condescension, making it even more unlikely that he would bow down to anyone.
Ling Fei Yu carried his hands behind his back and said, ”Firstly, this Saint has not done anything wrong and does not need to apologise to anyone. Secondly, this Saint will personally go and find out the truth about the Undying Blood Race infiltrator, and if, in fact, Zhang Ruochen is truly innocent, he will definitely be given justice.”
Another silhouette flew out and said, “Girl, you’re also too arrogant, if you’re capable, let’s make another appointment to fight? Next time, when Zhang Ruochen strikes, he might be able to block you for at least ten moves.”
Ling Fei Yu was quite strong and said in a cold voice, “Just because this Saint doesn’t want to get into it with you guys doesn’t mean that this Saint is stupid. A group of people who are already dead should stay inside their graves honestly, if you try to lure this Saint again and practice swordplay with Zhang Ruochen, I will not blame this Saint for picking your graves.”
As he spoke these words, Ling Fei Yu also sent out a hand seal, forming a large hand of thunder and lightning that covered dozens of miles in a radius above that heavenly dome, knocking the sixteen Ancestors’ Sacred Souls, all of them, into the ground.
“Rumble”.
From the bottom of the ground of the Sword Mound, the voices of the successive Ancestors of the Monstrous Sword Lineage were heard in annoyance.
“Girl, you even dared to lay such a cruel hand on the Yin Spirit of your predecessors, be careful that the Heavy Heavenly Sword Successors will grow up and dig up the graves of the Ancestors of the Burying Heavenly Sword Lineage.”
“Revolting, revolting, old me just said a few more words, do you need to lay such a heavy hand? Once the Heavensword Successor becomes a saint, you must be the first to be taken down.”
“That’s right, it must be taken down to teach her how to respect senior’s Yin Spirit.”
With regards to their words, Ling Fei Yu just turned a deaf ear and was too lazy to pay any more attention to a group of Yin Spirits that could only speak harsh words.
She was a woman with a very small heart and wasn’t that tolerant.
If she was pushed to the edge, it was quite possible that she would go and dig two graves.
Walking over to Zhang Ruochen’s side, Ling Feiyu took out a Withered Wood Pill from her spatial bracelet and put it into Zhang Ruochen’s mouth.
Afterwards, she led Zhang Ruochen and left the Sword Mound straight away.
Zhang Ruochen was indeed badly injured, however, he did not faint, it was just that his body was difficult to move. After swallowing the Withered Wood Pill, he immediately began to operate his Holy Qi and absorb the medicinal power within the pill.
Early the next morning, the injuries on Zhang Ruochen’s body were completely recovered.
Not only that, after experiencing that battle last night, the Divine Blood power that was originally hidden deep within his blood and muscles was actually completely absorbed as well, and his cultivation level had risen a little more.
“Ling Fei Yu is actually not in the cave, where did he go?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t go looking for Ling Fei Yu, instead, he walked out of the cave mansion and came to a bamboo forest, closing his eyes and recalling the battle he had with her last night, from which he learnt the Way of the Sword.
Although, that battle was only a few moves exchanged and ended quickly.
However, it was a battle at the Sword Saint level, and it was also Zhang Ruochen’s personal experience. Thus, it was also quite valuable.
Reaching the Half-Saint realm actually required the cultivator to spend a great deal of time to realise the Sacred Dao, and the more they realised, the faster their progress would be.
After each battle, the cultivator should summarise themselves and learn stronger combat techniques from it.
Every single sword move that Ling Fei Yu had executed, all of them formed a picture-like reflection that continuously surfaced in Zhang Ruochen’s mind.
Zhang Ruochen’s brows, sometimes tightly frowned, sometimes stretched, constantly pondering on ways to crack it.
At the same time, his hands pinched out sword techniques, using his fingers as swords, and he kept on striking out, trying to crack Ling Fei Yu’s sword stance.
In fact, Ling Fei Yu’s sword stance was quite simple and appeared ordinary, yet it was exactly that, yet it was full of variables, making it impossible to defend against.
This was a process of realising the sword, and at the same time, it was also a process of Zhang Ruochen’s self-growth.
It wasn’t until noon that Zhang Ruochen cracked all the sword moves that Ling Fei Yu had used last night, and at the same time, he had some new understanding of the Dao of the Sword.
“Last night, if I hadn’t used my spatial power and temporal power, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to threaten Ling Fei Yu at all. Next, it would be a good idea to start cultivating the second layer realm of the Time Sword Technique.”
The first level realm of the Time Sword Technique, “Shakeless”, had a total of 900 basic moves, and Zhang Ruochen had already finished cultivating it a long time ago.
It was only that Zhang Ruochen hadn’t comprehended the rules of time in the past, thus, he hadn’t cultivated the second level realm.
The second realm of the Time Sword Technique was called the “Eight Changes of the Scale”, which had a lot in common with the 900 basic stances of the first realm.
Once he succeeded in cultivating it, it would definitely become Zhang Ruochen’s base card, and he wouldn’t be in such a mess when he fought with Ling Fei Yu again.
However, as he was cultivating in the Bamboo Festival Mountain, which was always guarded by Ling Fei Yu, he was unable to enter the Tou Shu Time, and the speed of cultivating the Time Sword Technique must be quite slow.
“We must find a way to leave Ling Fei Yu’s line of sight.”
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes lit up and thought of the Sword Mound.
The Sword Mound, wasn’t it the best place to practice sword training?
There, not only could one use the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram at will, but one could also receive guidance from the Yin Spirits of the successive generations of ancestors of the Monstrous Heavenly Sword, and both the sword technique and the Dao of the Sword would surely advance by leaps and bounds as well.
“Swish swish.”
Just as Zhang Ruochen thought of this, in the bamboo forest, two shadows rushed out and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen.
It was none other than Little Black and the Elephant Swallowing Rabbit that Zhang Ruochen had dispatched out to scout for news a few days ago.
Seeing them, Zhang Ruochen withdrew his mind, smiled faintly and asked, ”How is it? Did you spy any useful news?”
“The two of them, they didn’t even go to help you spy for news, but instead ran inside the pill fields of the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression to steal spirit medicines. Luckily, I was the one who discovered them first, if they were discovered by the elders guarding the medicinal field, they would definitely be arrested and locked up in the Underworld Dungeon, not allowed to see the light of day for eternity.”
Li-Min’s petite body, stepping with light broken steps, walked out from behind the Elephant Swallowing Rabbit, holding out her breasts that slightly shrugged up in an arc as she stared towards Zhang Ruochen.
Little Black glanced at Ri Min and laughed in a funny way, ”This Emperor has always been thorough in his work, if it wasn’t for that one rabbit’s gluttony and missteps, would it have been possible for you to discover it? Besides, it’s not like this Emperor didn’t go poking around for information, on the contrary this Emperor also poked around for quite a few useful messages.”
“I don’t believe it.”Li-Min said in a low voice.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t want to know what Little Black and the Elephant Swallowing Rabbit had gone to steal inside the Pill Field, he only wanted to know, some of the conditions of the Underworld Sword Mound, so he asked, “What news have you spied on?”
Little Black said, “It is said that the Prison Suppressor Ancient Race has begun to unite with the imperial court’s army and is preparing to take the initiative to launch an attack on the Immortal Blood Race, in order to wipe out all of the Immortal Blood Race within the territory of the Yuanfu.”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, “Since there are Undying Blood Race lurkers in the Underworld Sword Mound, those bigwigs of the Zhen Jail Ancient Race will definitely feel the crisis as well. That they would take the initiative to attack is within my expectations.”
Little Black added, “Within the next few days, there will be two great figures from the court that will be travelling to the Underworld Sword Mound to discuss the specifics of dealing with the Undying Blood Clan together. Most likely, those two great figures from the court have already arrived at the Underworld King’s Sword Mound.”
Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, once the Prison Suppressing Ancient Race co-operated with the imperial court, then, his identity, too, would become quite awkward.
If, together, he went to besiege the Immortal Blood Clan, Zhang Ruochen would not only have to fight the Immortal Blood Clan, but he would also have to be on guard at all times against being backstabbed by the powerhouses in the imperial court.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “Other than this piece of news, is there any other news?”
The Elephant Swallowing Rabbit rolled its eyes and said mysteriously, “Master Dust, I heard some news, and it is said that there are also internal conflicts within the Ancient Prison Zhen Clan. Among them, the biggest conflict is the Young Clan Chief’s dispute.”
Zhang Ruochen was also quite curious about the Young Clan Chief’s fight.
Shi Ren was a friend worth making, if, he needed help, Zhang Ruochen would definitely go all out to help him.
The prerequisite was that Zhang Ruochen had to first understand what kind of situation was going on inside the Ancient Clan of Prison Suppression?
Wang Jie was the son of the Clan Chief, and his own qualifications were outstanding, but why did he fail to become the Young Clan Chief?
And how did Shi Ren become the Young Patriarch?
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze, stared towards Li-Min, as the son of a peripheral clan of the Prison Zhen Ancient Clan, she definitely knew some of the inner workings of the situation.
