Minor Success in Sword Technique

"Sword technique proficiency is surprisingly important. I should allocate my time more reasonably."

After returning to his residence, Yang Chen began to replan his cultivation schedule.

He didn't have any particular desire to obtain the first pulse. As he'd said before, he wasn't short on money.

He planned to dedicate one-fifth of his time to practicing a sword technique, ensuring at least one successful attempt at the Outer Sect promotion assessment.

As for which vein he joined, it didn't matter at all.

Developing discreetly on Labor Peak was nowhere near as satisfying as breaking through to the True Martial Realm. Earning 100 Spirit Crystals a day was far more enticing than the status of the first meridian.

Since only Outer Sect disciples could obtain cultivation methods, and only by mastering a cultivation method could one break through to the True Martial Realm, it made no sense for him to waste time on Labor Peak.

After much deliberation, he chose the most valuable Ten Sword Technique. It was the most valuable among the sword techniques he had acquired. Although its power and speed couldn't compare to the Gale Sword Technique, it was best suited for exploiting weaknesses. Assessments often involved facing multiple opponents, making this sword technique incredibly suitable, especially since it was a prerequisite for the peerless Myriad Sword Technique.

Having made his decision, Yang Chen began cultivating methodically.

Cultivation was absolutely essential, so he could only sacrifice some sleep time.

With the mental strength of the Blood Martial Realm, enduring for a few days shouldn't be a problem. At worst, he could sleep once every three days.

He'd outwork them all!

Three days later, Yang Chen achieved a breakthrough.

[Realm: Blood Martial Third Level, Punching Force: 28526]

Just five days after his breakthrough, Wang Feng sent word that Zhou Han had successfully passed the assessment and was promoted to the Outer Sect, joining the third vein.

Even though he had anticipated it, Yang Chen was still somewhat disappointed.

However, there was also good news. Wang Feng informed him that after being promoted to the Outer Sect, Zhou Han would enter a closed-door cultivation for at least three months to open up his dantian and convert his Blood Essence into True Essence.

Three months wasn't a long time, but it would at least allow Yang Chen to improve his strength by two levels.

Yang Chen felt relieved and continued to cultivate with all his might.

Time passed day by day, and another month-end arrived. Yang Chen's ranking improved further, reaching fourth place.

But he knew this was his limit.

Zhang Zhixian had broken through to the Blood Martial Fifth Level three days ago, and Huang Tian had reached the Blood Martial Fourth Level over half a month prior.

These three individuals still maintained a significant lead, indicating that their monthly cultivation resources were no less than Yang Chen's.

This time, Lin Chuan was conspicuously absent.

The monthly summary was presided over by three new supervisors, one of whom was Wang Feng. Their eyes met, but they didn't exchange any words.

After collecting his supplies, Wang Feng came to Yang Chen's residence and revealed astonishing news.

Lin Chuan was about to step into the Transcendent Realm!

This news truly shook Yang Chen's heart. From his perspective, Lin Chuan was a highly competent steward, and he sincerely wished Lin Chuan success.

This was his only connection within the Sun Moon Sword Sect at the moment, and he wished Lin Chuan could become even stronger.

In addition, Wang Feng brought another piece of news: the new batch of disciples was on their way and would eventually reside in the same area as Wang Kui's cohort.

Now that he was the supervisor of the spirit field area, he would be busy for the next few days.

Two days later, the new disciples entered the sect, and Area 8 became lively again, simultaneously signifying that Yang Chen had now become a veteran disciple.

Another day later, Yang Chen encountered several disciples with tender expressions in the spirit field area. Judging by their demeanor, they came from distinguished families.

He didn't go to greet them, and those disciples were also very cautious, not daring to approach and strike up a conversation.

Time flew by like a white steed galloping past a crack. Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a significant event that shook the Nineteen Peaks arrived.

Lin Chuan, the steward of Area 8, had broken through to the Transcendent Realm the previous night and had now officially become an inner disciple of the Sun Moon Sword Sect.

After the news spread, the mountainside of the Nineteen Peaks became a bustling scene. Not only were all the stewards of the Nineteen Peaks present to celebrate, but even Steward Han, who rarely appeared, descended from the mountaintop to personally present Lin Chuan with a congratulatory gift.

There were many speculations about Steward Han, but one thing was undeniable: his strength was immense. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to suppress Lin Chuan and the other ten stewards.

This indicated that Steward Han was at least in the Transcendent Realm, or perhaps even stronger.

Furthermore, many white-robed disciples from Hidden Sword Peak came to offer their congratulations. These were Lin Chuan's connections from the Outer Sect on Hidden Sword Peak, many of whom had emerged from Area 8.

"Uncle-Master Lin is amazing!"

At this moment, Yang Chen couldn't help but cheer for Lin Chuan in his heart.

That was the Transcendent Realm!

Mastering transcendent power, condensing a transcendent body, and enjoying a lifespan of five hundred years.

From then on, he could ascend to the heavens and explore the deepest abyss, truly becoming a supreme expert capable of guarding a region.

The grand event lasted for three days before dispersing. A day later, Wang Feng and the other supervisors were summoned to the mountainside and brought back news.

At the end of this month, Lin Chuan would officially step down as the steward of Area 8.

This was within everyone's expectations, as an inner sect uncle-master wouldn't condescend to serve as a mere steward.

Yang Chen waited for two days, and seeing that Lin Chuan had no intention of summoning them, he stopped paying attention to the matter.

Outside the wooden house by the spirit field, Yang Chen practiced the Ten Sword Technique again and again, holding the Ten Refinements Fine Iron Sword.

More than a month had passed, and his understanding of this sword technique had improved by more than just one level. He was not far from the minor completion stage.

Once he broke through, his combat power would be significantly enhanced.

Therefore, in the past few days, he had spent more time comprehending the sword technique than before.

Swish, swish!

He was like a tireless machine, swinging endlessly.

Unknowingly, an hour passed. Yang Chen was covered in sweat, but he showed no reaction, only frowning and continuing to swing his sword.

With every swing, he felt something was missing.

After hundreds more swings, Yang Chen suddenly froze. Then, as if possessed, he stood still, recalling his last sword strike and trying to perform it again.

With repeated attempts, the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

He knew that the opportunity to achieve minor completion in the Ten Sword Technique had arrived!

Another half hour passed, and he let out a loud laugh, "I did it!"

As the sword struck out, three afterimages followed, lasting for a full breath before dissipating.

It was still the same sword strike, but compared to before, this one had become much more elusive. The three afterimages were enough to pass for the real thing.

The interplay of reality and illusion was the most difficult to guard against. This was only minor completion; when cultivated to perfection, a single sword strike would be accompanied by ten afterimages, and that would be truly terrifying.

I wonder what level my comprehension speed is at?

Yang Chen wondered curiously. The Ten Sword Technique was only a low-grade sword technique, and he didn't know if his cultivation speed was fast or slow.

Should I go ask Xu Qingqing?

He felt a sudden urge and immediately walked towards the spirit field not far away. He knocked on the door outside the wooden house, "Junior Sister Xu, it's me, Yang Chen!"

Creak!

"What is it?"

Yang Chen said calmly, "Lately, I've felt something off while practicing my sword technique. I don't know how your sword technique comprehension is going, Junior Sister Xu. I'd like to ask for your advice."

Xu Qingqing replied calmly, "My talent in swordsmanship is average. After four months of comprehending the Three Flowers Sword Technique, I've only barely managed to cultivate it to minor completion."

"Sorry to bother you!"

Yang Chen turned and left.

Xu Qingqing: ???