Meditation Technique: One Sword Sealing Heaven

After washing up upon returning to the Base City, Ning Ze and the others arrived at a lavish private room in the Underground Alliance.

The Warfire Squad exchanged drinks with Shao Yang and the others, the atmosphere lively and warm.

They had returned to the Base City in the morning, and the gathering did not end until the afternoon.

As they returned to Bright Moon Residential Area and neared their home—

Ning Ze asked curiously, "Dad, you knew Uncle Chen and the others too?"

Ning Hua had drunk quite a lot and replied drunkenly, "My reputation alone wouldn't have been enough, but Director Dongfang made the introduction, so they did me a favor."

Ning Ze silently nodded, once again remembering this kindness.

Director Dongfang had recommended him for the Elite Training Camp and helped his family take revenge. He truly was a great benefactor.

Hearing their voices, Li Wan hurried out of the house, with Ning Qianqian scampering after her.

"You came back so late. Nothing happened, right? Was Little Ze hurt?"

Ning Hua had sent a message home earlier, but Li Wan did not relax until she saw them in person. Ning Qianqian also wore a worried expression.

Ning Ze smiled. "Mom, I'm fine."

"Your old man spent seven hundred million Huaxia Coin! How could anything possibly go wrong?"

Ning Hua was in high spirits, to the point of sounding rather arrogant.

Li Wan rolled her eyes. "Were all seven hundred million ours? Little Zuo and Old Ma each contributed a hundred million too."

"Haha! Same thing, same thing!"

"Come on, son. Let's go upstairs and talk."

Ning Ze nodded slightly and smiled. "Mom, we're heading up first."

"Are you eating dinner?"

"No, we already ate."

On the second floor, in the Audio-Visual Room.

Ning Hua asked seriously, "Your Force Generation has gained another layer?"

"Yes. It should be three times my strength, though I haven't tested it specifically."

Ning Ze answered honestly, opening the System Panel for a glance. Gale Sword Master Mastery 3350/10000.

He guessed that once the proficiency exceeded 3333—one-third of the total proficiency—his Force Generation had gained another layer.

Ning Hua's pupils contracted. After a brief silence, he asked, "Three times should be enough. The Third Layer of Gale Sword Master is four layers of force at seventy percent each, only 2.8 times in total. You already exceed that."

"What do you think? Should I contact Director Dongfang in a couple of days? Or wait a little longer? Your uncles are doing well now. From now on, they can just hunt monsters casually without taking risks, so you don't need to worry about them."

Ning Ze fell silent for a moment before saying, "Director Dongfang said that the First Layer alone wasn't enough to qualify for the Elite Training Camp, and that I needed to cultivate two more layers. Although my Force Generation is stronger than the Third Layer of Gale Sword Master, I only have two additional layers of force. Strictly speaking, it doesn't count as the Third Layer. Dad, ask him first. I'll continue training as usual."

Ning Hua smiled slightly. "Good. You're steady enough not to get arrogant over a little progress."

"There's always someone stronger out there. But Dad believes that even in the Elite Training Camp, you'll be the strongest!"

"Selling those F-class monsters still won't get your contribution points to two stars, so you can only get a twenty percent discount rather than half price on the first four layers of Gale Sword Master. But our family isn't short on money. I'll give you 240 million to buy the Secret Manual and train properly!"

"Okay, Dad."

Late at night.

Even the dim yellow light in the silent Training Room seemed to move cautiously.

Ning Ze sat cross-legged in the middle of the Training Room, assuming the Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style. Strands of Cosmic Energy seeped into his body, strengthening his genes.

At that moment, he was undertaking a difficult challenge.

Since I can forcibly enter a Gene Energy cultivation state during battle, then I should be able to practice Sword Art while cultivating Gene Energy too!

Ning Ze spread out his senses. In that half-asleep, half-awake cultivation state, he tried his best to visualize a longsword in his mind.

Light Swan.

Light Swan.

Controlling his thoughts was extremely difficult.

Against the backdrop of endless energy, dazzling Cosmic Energy surged like a great river. He struggled to condense a longsword, but it quickly dissipated. It was not scattered by the energy—it was because his Mental Power could not sustain it.

Unwilling to give up, he continued condensing the Light Swan Sword, using Cosmic Energy as material to form a multicolored energy sword. But the good times did not last. Less than two seconds later, the sword dissipated again.

Who knew how much time passed.

Ning Ze slowly opened his eyes and murmured, "I failed."

"My strength increased by twenty kilograms, so I must have cultivated for four hours."

"The Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style is an auxiliary posture. When I cultivate Gene Energy in battle, my movements are not standard, so only a small amount of Cosmic Energy enters my body."

"If I want to practice Sword Art while cultivating Gene Energy, I need to move. But once I move, the amount of Cosmic Energy decreases."

"And now, even visualization while cultivating Gene Energy has failed."

"Is this approach wrong?"

"Then how can I forcibly practice Sword Art while cultivating Gene Energy and increase the proficiency of Gale Sword Master?"

That night, he had purchased the first four layers of Gale Sword Master, but after a round of training, he had only mastered the Second Layer, gaining two additional bursts of force. In other words, a single strike contained three bursts of force.

The Third Layer of Gale Sword Master contained four bursts of force in one strike, with each burst equal to seventy percent of his own strength, for only 2.8 times Force Generation.

Yet his Force Generation had already reached three times. His force was stronger, but the number of bursts was too low, so he could not learn the Third Layer of Gale Sword Master.

A single strike could only contain three bursts of force. No matter how strong each burst was, it could not contain four separate bursts.

Under such circumstances, he could only choose to increase the proficiency of Gale Sword Master.

And thus came the greatest problem in his cultivation.

He could either practice Sword Art and Movement Technique. Now that he could forcibly enter a cultivation state, he could continuously absorb faint amounts of Cosmic Energy even with improper posture.

Or he could cultivate Gene Energy, improving his physical fitness, but unable to practice Sword Art in his mind.

One was Base Strength, the other was the Force Generation multiplier. He could not have both.

"I can visualize a sword while cultivating Gene Energy. But I can't sustain it. It dissipates after only a few seconds."

"If I can't even maintain a sword, how am I supposed to cultivate?"

Ning Ze sank into thought. If I can condense it, then it should count as success. It's just like absorbing Cosmic Energy in battle—an incomplete state.

When cultivating Gene Energy in battle, I can try adjusting my movements to increase the rate at which I absorb Cosmic Energy. But how can I make the sword move while cultivating Gene Energy? I can't even hold it together for more than a few seconds before it dissipates.

Suddenly.

A sharp glint flashed through Ning Ze's eyes. "I was being too presumptuous. Visualizing a complete person and sword in my mind to practice Sword Art—even a Mental Master of the telekinetic school might not be able to do that. I don't have the talent of a Mental Master and can't use Mental Power. How could I possibly accomplish it?"

"Actually, I don't need to visualize everything completely. I only need to visualize the instant a sword strikes!"

"I can condense it for an instant! Even if I can't do it quickly at first and the condensation is slow, I can train!"

He acted as soon as the thought occurred to him. Ning Ze closed his eyes again, maintaining the Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style. In the hazy darkness, he once more sensed that vast, boundless Cosmic Energy.

It was like a dazzling celestial river hanging across the heavens, filling the entire sky and stretching infinitely high and far... while Ning Ze was merely a tiny speck of dust.

Strands of Cosmic Energy flowed into his body as he watched it move.

Then, a brilliant silver flash appeared. It was like Sword Light from a slash following the flow of Cosmic Energy.

One... two... three...

More and more flashes of sword light appeared, and their frequency continued to increase.

Who knew how much time passed.

Ning Ze's visualization state reached its limit. Wherever his gaze fell, sword light flashed.

A single Sword Light vanished in an instant, its glow faint. But when the light of countless Sword Lights gathered together, they formed endless Sword Blades, like a raging gale that obscured the vast Cosmic Energy above.

Morning.

Ning Ze suddenly opened his eyes, and two silver-white Sword Lights shot toward the wall of the Training Room.

"Did I succeed?"

He was not certain, but throughout the night, he felt as though he had slashed countless times!

He opened the System Panel.

Host: Ning Ze

Realm: Advanced Warrior 4253kg; Mental Master 42kg

Cultivation Skills: Gene Energy Cultivation Method "Five Hearts Facing Heaven Style"; Guidance Technique "Seven Spiritual Wind Arts"; Unknown Meditation Technique (Unnamed)

Combat Skills: "Swift Steps" Micro-level 3286/10000; "Gale Sword Master" Mastery 3405/10000

"Unknown Meditation Technique? Mental Master?"

"Did I awaken Mental Power?"

Both warriors and Mental Masters possessed spiritual power. Warriors combined Cosmic Energy with their genes to form Gene Energy, while Mental Masters combined spiritual power with Cosmic Energy to form Mental Power.

Ning Ze's expression turned strange. Other people only awakened Mental Power because they had the talent for it, and the awakening would usually come with a certain degree of danger.

But he... had felt absolutely nothing when awakening.

It was only because of his cultivation state that he had passively cultivated Mental Power.

Ning Ze carefully sensed it. It felt as though his body had gained an additional sense of touch, somewhat like a hand, though its range was much greater and its shape irregular.

Ning Ze shifted his gaze toward the Light Swan Sword and tried to lift it with Mental Power, but nothing happened... His Alloy Battle Sword weighed eighty-eight kilograms... Only when he moved his Mental Power to one side did the sword's hilt lift.

"This Mental Power can only assist me for now, increasing my speed."

"The proficiency of Gale Sword Master increased by forty-five points. I cultivated for more than four hours, which is about the same as my normal rate of Sword Art training."

Ning Ze's eyes gleamed with excitement. The greatest problem in his cultivation had been solved. Now, even at home, he could cultivate Sword Art and Gene Energy simultaneously.

"However, my Movement Technique improved very little—not even half as much as my Sword Art."

"If I pay more attention to the rhythm of the strikes in visualization, it should improve."

"As for the name..."

Ning Ze recalled the scene from his cultivation. Countless silver-white Sword Lights filled the sky, vaguely gathering into the image of a fierce gale.

"Brother, Mom told me to call you down for breakfast!" Ning Qianqian shouted from outside again.

"Let's call it One Sword Sealing Heaven." Ning Ze casually chose a name, rose to his feet, and headed outside.

"Brother, how strong are you now?" Ning Qianqian asked curiously, her big eyes wide.

Ning Ze glanced at her. "Why are you asking that?"

"I'm just curious," Ning Qianqian said.

"Curious?" Ning Ze smiled faintly. "It's enough for you to know I'm stronger than you."

"That's basically the same as saying nothing!" Ning Qianqian stomped her feet angrily.

In the first-floor dining room, Ning Hua saw them come downstairs and asked with concern, "How did training go?"

Ning Ze answered calmly, "Not very smoothly. It's somewhat different from my previous training. I could only cultivate to the Second Layer."

As he spoke, he went into the kitchen to wash his hands, then pulled out a square chair and sat at the dining table.

Ning Hua comforted him, "Take your time getting familiar with it. There's no rush. Maybe one day you'll suddenly understand it."

Ning Ze nodded, then asked, "Dad, you don't need to work at the martial arts hall today, right?"

"That's right, no work. I'm resting for two days. I also need to wait and deal with what comes next. After Fei Ying escaped, he'll definitely make another move." Ning Hua took a bite of scallion pancake and drank from a bowl of porridge.

Ning Ze's eyes lit up. "Dad, since you're home, why don't we practice sparring?" No matter how he trained alone, it was not as fast as improving through battle.

Pfft!

Ning Hua turned his head and sprayed the porridge from his mouth.

Li Wan, sitting beside him, said unhappily, "What are you doing? If you don't want to eat, go eat somewhere else!"

Ning Hua waved his hands repeatedly. "No! That's not what I meant." He turned back to Ning Ze. "You're grown up now. You don't need me to train with you anymore. Go find those young people. Didn't Jiang Nian say an S-class genius warrior moved into our residential area? His name was Luo Feng or something. You young people should interact more. I'll pass." He had originally planned to use yesterday's events as an excuse, but then realized he could avoid it once, not twice, so he decisively refused this time.

Ning Ze frowned slightly but did not force the matter. He felt that after avenging his great hatred, his father had vaguely lost his motivation to cultivate and was no longer training as arduously as before.

He could understand. Their circumstances were different. He was still young and had limitless potential, but his father had a crippled leg. It was difficult for his physical fitness to improve much, and his combat power could not increase by much either.

It sounded simple to help his father regain confidence in cultivation, but it was extremely difficult.

There was no other reason: money.

Ning Ze had once searched the Warrior Forum for ways to regrow severed limbs.

There was a medicine called Water of Life that could regrow severed limbs. As long as someone still had a breath left, it could restore their body.

But Water of Life was incredibly expensive. Rumor had it that it cost thirty billion Huaxia Coin!

Since it existed, it could definitely be bought. But such a precious item would surely be sold at auction, which would undoubtedly make the price even higher.

In truth, their family could not even come up with one billion.

First, they had spent two hundred million to buy intelligence. Then they had spent another two hundred million to buy him a Secret Manual. Their family probably did not have much money left.

I can only wait until later.

Ning Ze felt that once he became a War God, he should be able to earn thirty billion Huaxia Coin and gain the qualifications to learn the exact source of such a precious treasure.

"Since Dad doesn't want to train, he should rest properly. I'll train on my own."

Ning Ze had no intention of finding Luo Feng to train with. Today was August 2nd. Yesterday had been the practical combat assessment. If Luo Feng had passed, then early this morning he would not even have received his Secret Manual yet, nor had he ever entered the Wilderness Area. His combat skills must still be extremely immature.

Ning Ze was already an Advanced Warrior. Against such an opponent, he would not need to use Force Generation or Movement Technique. One sword strike would be enough to defeat him, making sparring completely meaningless.

"Mm... You can decide your own cultivation matters. If you want to go to the Wilderness Area, find Little Zuo. You don't need to tell me about such things from now on."

Ning Hua lowered his head and ate earnestly, not even raising his eyes.

He would have to be out of his mind to spar with his son again. Even Poison Wolf had been stabbed to death with a single sword strike. Ning Ze might not be so ruthless with him, but he would definitely be capable of striking!

When he thought about how he had once taught Ning Ze, if their positions were reversed now, would he still have any face as a father? Being cowardly once was far better than being knocked to the ground.

"Dad, I think you're being really strange! You used to be so willing to spar with Brother!"

Ning Qianqian looked at her father in frustration. Not knowing the situation, she felt like she had fallen out of favor in this family!

"Eat your food!"

Ning Hua and Li Wan scolded in unison.

"I'm going to become a warrior too!" Ning Qianqian felt deeply unconvinced. She decided that she would train twice as hard during this summer break.

Ning Hua raised his head to look at her but said nothing more. Once he had confirmed that Ning Qianqian did not possess outstanding talent, he had made up his mind. Training was one thing, improving physical fitness was another, but he would never let his daughter enter the Wilderness Area.

One warrior in the family was enough. Compared to a Warlord, a Warrior Level warrior could not kill many monsters. They had to leave at least one child behind for the family.

Otherwise, if something happened to Ning Ze...

Although Ning Ze's talent had exceeded his imagination, his plans for Ning Qianqian would not change.