Chapter 198
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Chapter 198: Born as a Sword
The master and apprentice sat facing each other, Ye Yun brimming with anticipation.
On Tian Shen Peak, he’d clearly witnessed Elder Seven’s esteemed status. Even the Sect Leader treated him with deference.
Back then, Elder Seven had instantly recognized Jing Ru Shui’s cultivation bottleneck when meeting the Lan Yue Peak Leader. A single offhand comment from him sent her into joyous frenzy. For Tian Zhu Peak’s Yu Guangyuan, he’d offered solutions too – though rejected. Most crucially, Ye Yun saw through Elder Shi’s fearful reactions that Elder Seven wasn’t just some spirit field-tending madman, but a true master of Exceptional Cultivation Level with profound understanding of cosmic laws.
"What’s most crucial in Qi Refinement Stage?" Elder Seven cut straight to the point.
Ye Yun pondered before answering: "Refining true qi, naturally. The purer and denser it becomes, the better."
Elder Seven’s eyes sparkled. "Correct. Maximum condensation of true qi allows breakthrough at bottlenecks. This cycle repeats until seventh level Qi Refinement, when true essence forges Soul’s Fire – foundation for Foundation Establishment."
"So I should solely focus on condensing true qi?"
"In principle, yes. But you chose Cleansing Immortal Heart Technique." The elder sighed. "This method requires balanced advancement of body and qi. Few attempt it due to disproportionate effort versus rewards."
"Early stages show poor returns, but later benefits should outweigh costs," Ye Yun countered.
"Exactly!" Approval flashed in the elder’s eyes. "Heavenly Dao favors balance. Those neglecting physical cultivation face 80% reduced Golden Core formation success later. But dual cultivators? Their Golden Core chances multiply. Once achieved, their path smooths considerably."
Ye Yun nodded, though privately doubting the last claim – after Golden Core came Nascent Soul and higher realms. True mastery meant reaching those mysterious youths’ level, not mere core formation.
"Currently, nourish your body with medicines and spirit stones. Your true qi’s already exceptional – further refinement would demand thousandfold bodily cultivation efforts."
Realization dawned on Ye Yun. He leapt up and bowed deeply.
Elder Seven smiled. The youth finally understood – Cleansing Immortal Heart Technique required synchronous progress. Previously, Ye Yun’s haphazard approach would’ve delayed his second stage Qi Refinement breakthrough from half-month to three months. Cultivation demanded proper methods, not just grinding.
"Understood?"
"Absolutely!" Ye Yun’s eyes shone with new clarity.
"Good. Now scram." The elder grabbed his wine jar, gulping noisily.
Ye Yun grinned. "Master, shouldn’t you teach me some combat techniques too?"
"How’s your Ice Sealing a Thousand Miles progressing?"
"Mastered in theory. Just needs Foundation Establishment-level power."
"Infuse special ice element energy to multiply its potency tenfold. But such energies are rare."
"What about Ice Spirit Water Vapor?"
"Impure. At best doubles power."
Ye Yun recalled the vapor he’d stashed in his Thunder Sound Metamorphosis ring during inner disciple assessments.
"Master, Ice Sealing’s area-effect while my Thundercloud Lightning Sword’s third form remains flawed. Teach me proper combat skills before I embarrass your name getting beaten up!"
After long consideration, Elder Seven relented: "One sword technique. It has no variations… and infinite ones. Watch closely."
His aura suddenly merged with heaven and earth. A sword shadow materialized – simple thrust, yet carrying world-shaking power. Ye Yun felt the entire spirit field might vaporize. The pressure choked him until the shadow vanished.
"Born as a Sword’s opening stance. The true strike holds endless possibilities within simplicity."
Elder Seven explained: "Absorb all martial understandings into this single thrust. When observers see no technique… that’s mastery."
Ye Yun stood transfixed, the revolutionary swordsmanship burning into his consciousness.
Born as a Sword!
