Chapter 173
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Chapter 173: The Mad Elder Passes Down the Sword
Returning to the spirit fields, Ye Yun felt waves of emotion. Accidentally stumbling into Elder Seven’s spirit fields had been another turning point after obtaining the Heart of Immortals and Demons. Without the remnants of Elder Seven’s medicinal wine, he might never have reached his current state.
The endless spirit fields stretched before him, unchanged.
"Disciple greets Elder Seven!" Ye Yun bowed deeply toward the sky.
His voice echoed through the air, lingering.
"Seems your cultivation level has risen more than I expected," Elder Seven remarked, shuffling forward in his tattered gray robe.
Ye Yun approached with a grateful smile.
"Strange—the golden core light within you has vanished. Did you fully absorb it? Impossible! Last time, I sensed altered pill light traces, but now nothing remains. A Qi refining stage young fellow like you shouldn’t be capable of this," Elder Seven muttered, circling Ye Yun with narrowed eyes.
"You once said the golden core light tested my eligibility for inheritance. Since I failed, it must’ve faded naturally," Ye Yun offered, knowing the pill light had been devoured by the Heart of Immortals and Demons, leaving no trace even he could detect.
"Did I say that?" Elder Seven’s wrinkled face scrunched in confusion.
Ye Yun stayed silent. Elder Seven’s mind wandered unpredictably—who knew if that statement had been made in lucidity? Still, the elder had indeed mentioned the golden core light might probe Ye Yun’s compatibility with the Tian Zhu Peak Golden Core expert’s legacy.
"Perhaps… my memory isn’t clear," Ye Yun replied carefully.
Elder Seven stared until Ye Yun’s skin prickled. If the elder discovered the Heart of Immortals and Demons, consequences could be dire.
"I told you to visit often, yet you never came. In mere months, you reached the first level of Qi refining and somehow harbor Thunder Spirit Qi—with hints of Ice and Fire Spirit Qi too. Baffling!" Elder Seven’s piercing gaze seemed to lay bare every secret.
Ye Yun stiffened. Like Shui Qingxuan, Elder Seven could see the three spiritual energies he cultivated.
"No mere hints—you’ve absorbed all three! Unheard of in centuries!" Elder Seven exclaimed.
"I merely got lucky," Ye Yun said modestly.
"Luck? Each spiritual energy type is arduously mastered. What you’ve done is barely a start—far from true mastery," Elder Seven scoffed.
Ye Yun flushed. He’d thought controlling three energies for combat was impressive, but to the elder, it meant nothing.
"Ah, you learned the Little Absorption Technique. That explains absorbing exotic spiritual energy. Yet its violent nature should’ve torn your body apart. How curious…" Elder Seven mused.
"The technique nearly killed me multiple times. Do you know any countermeasures?" Ye Yun swiftly redirected.
"Countermeasures? Survive the energy surges or die—that’s the path you chose," Elder Seven said dismissively, gazing afar.
Ye Yun hesitated, then whispered, "Elder Seven, have you heard of a lightning element Celestial Technique from the Heavenly Sword Sect…"
"The Thundercloud Lightning Sword? Its third move, Divine Thunder Annihilation, was reconstructed by my Master. A pale shadow of the original—hence its low rank now," Elder Seven cut in.
Ye Yun jolted upright. If Elder Seven’s Master had restored the third move, perhaps the elder knew more.
"Useless! The technique’s creators perished. My Master’s version lacks true essence. A crude imitation," Elder Seven sighed.
"What of later moves?" Ye Yun pressed.
"There’s a fourth—Sword of the Thunder God—and fifth—Judgment Punishment. I know only the names," Elder Seven admitted.
"Sword of the Thunder God… Judgment Punishment…" Ye Yun repeated awedly. The first evoked a deity cleaving heaven and earth; the second, heavenly wrath incarnate.
"Exactly. Mastery of the fourth summons the Thunder God’s avatar, annihilating all. The fifth channels heavenly tribulation itself," Elder Seven concurred.
"Had these survived, the Heavenly Sword Sect wouldn’t languish in the Jin Kingdom’s corner," the elder murmured, eyes clouding with sorrow.
Ye Yun felt the renowned power of these two moves as he gazed into the distance, his heart racing. What heights could his strength reach if he obtained the complete Thundercloud Lightning Sword?
"You brat! Why stand there gawking? Go get the wine! Standing motionless for months – you think you’re some rooted tree?" Elder Seven suddenly roared beside him, his thunderous voice ear-splitting.
Ye Yun stayed silent. The elder’s spiritual wounds clearly remained unhealed, plunging him back into madness. Though Ye Yun had only visited once before, he remembered the medicinal wine’s location perfectly. He darted through the air, retrieving two jars in swift movements.
Elder Seven grabbed the jars and shattered them with a hand tremor. The wine hung suspended mid-air before coalescing into a streaming river that poured into his gaping mouth. "Ah, refreshing! Never felt better!" The elder’s voice boomed across the clearing.
"Not bad, brat. Three months standing here actually improved your cultivation level. Seems motionless standing counts as practice methods." Elder Seven laughed uproariously.
Ye Yun forced a bitter smile. "Elder Seven, I’ll take my leave now. I’ll visit again when-"
"Leaving? For fetching wine, I’ll teach you swordplay!" The elder cold snorted, his eyes still unfocused.
Ye Yun froze mid-turn. Any technique from this foundation establishment stage master would be extraordinary.
"This swordplay requires Ice Spirit Qi. Ice Sealing a Thousand Miles. Watch!" Elder Seven spat medicinal wine that froze instantly into an icy blade. The sword trembled, releasing dazzling icy light across dozens of yards.
The surrounding ground crystallized instantly, sunlight fracturing through frozen spikes. Though "thousand miles" exaggerated the range, Ye Yun sensed the technique’s true power – an area attack sealing enemies in ice. Even unbound opponents would suffer slowed reactions from the lingering Ice Spirit Qi, vulnerable to follow-up strikes.
"See it? Whether you did or not, scram! I only demonstrate once. Understand it – your fortune. Fail – you’re trash." The ice sword melted back into wine flowing into the elder’s mouth.
Ye Yun stood motionless, mentally replaying the technique’s intricacies. The swordplay itself wasn’t complex – his sharp perception captured every detail needing only refinement. Yet ordinary disciples couldn’t use it without Ice Spirit Qi.
After half a stick of incense time, Ye Yun’s eyes snapped open with a glimmer of excitement. He thrust a sword-finger forward. Deep blue icy light erupted, freezing ten zhang of ground in snapping crystals. Cold mist swirled upward – Ice Sealing a Thousand Lands executed flawlessly.
