Insight into Seven Kill Sword Intent

The next day, Ye Xiaofeng visited Sword Douluo Chen Xin again. After a night's rest, he was calm and composed, his heart as still as water.

"Master." Ye Xiaofeng arrived at Sword Douluo's room. Sword Douluo was still seated in a chair, elegantly sipping tea.

"Are you ready?" Sword Douluo smiled faintly at Ye Xiaofeng.

"Yes," Ye Xiaofeng said directly. The sooner he learned the way of the sword, the sooner he could raise his level.

"Come with me." Sword Douluo stood and left the room, heading into the courtyard.

"Make your move. Let me see how far your cultivation has progressed." Sword Douluo looked at Ye Xiaofeng and gestured invitingly with one hand.

"Sweep the Thousand Armies!" Ye Xiaofeng immediately unleashed his second Soul Skill and slashed at Sword Douluo.

"Is that all you can do? What a disappointment." Sword Douluo caught the Seven Kill Sword between two fingers.

"Again." Sword Douluo released the Seven Kill Sword from his fingers and stood there as steady as a mountain.

"One Sword Throat Seal!" Ye Xiaofeng immediately thrust forward with his third Soul Skill.

Sword Douluo flicked it aside with a finger. Ye Xiaofeng's proud Soul Skill was not worth mentioning before Sword Douluo, like a child playing in mud before an adult.

"Fourth Soul Skill—Momentary Trace!" Momentary Trace was Ye Xiaofeng's most prized Soul Skill. It could lock down the surrounding space, and its duration could increase along with his level.

Just as Ye Xiaofeng's attack was about to strike Sword Douluo, Sword Douluo's second Soul Skill—Spirit Sword Guard—directly repelled Ye Xiaofeng's attack.

Even though Sword Douluo's second Soul Skill was only a hundred-year Soul Skill, Ye Xiaofeng could not break through it. His confidence suffered a setback.

"Your heart is in turmoil," Sword Douluo said calmly.

"It isn't."

"It is. Your battles have gone too smoothly along the way, making you complacent, arrogant, and conceited." Sword Douluo showed Ye Xiaofeng no mercy, every sentence piercing his heart.

"I'm not. Soul Skill—Man-Sword Unity!" Ye Xiaofeng had comprehended this from A Xin's Self-Created Soul Skill, Man-Spear Unity.

Ever since comprehending this Self-Created Soul Skill, Ye Xiaofeng had gained the ability to challenge Soul Kings as a Soul Ancestor. Now that he was level 45, he even had the ability to challenge a level 60 Soul Emperor.

"Hmph. It's time you woke up." Sword Douluo condensed the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. When Ye Xiaofeng attacked, he sent him flying into the nearby pond with a single strike.

"Don't forget, there are always stronger people beyond stronger people, and greater heavens beyond greater heavens." Sword Douluo turned to look at Ye Xiaofeng in the water.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Ye Xiaofeng climbed out dripping wet. Being knocked into the water had indeed sobered him up considerably.

"Let me see how strong your defensive skill is." Sword Douluo looked at Ye Xiaofeng's clothes and waved his sleeve. Ye Xiaofeng's clothes immediately dried.

"Green Lotus Bodyguard!" Ye Xiaofeng stopped wasting words and hurriedly used his first Soul Skill, preparing for the next attack.

"My Body Is the Sword!" Sword Douluo's Soul Rings slowly descended from the air one after another, forming two yellow, two purple, and five black rings. Sword Douluo himself merged into the Seven Kill Sword. At that moment, the Seven Kill Sword was him, and he was the Seven Kill Sword.

Ye Xiaofeng could also merge into the Seven Kill Sword, but compared to Sword Douluo, it was child's play. He could not become one with the surrounding environment.

"Break!" Sword Douluo Chen Xin formed the character "kill" between two fingers in an instant and thrust it forward. It immediately shattered Green Lotus Bodyguard. Ye Xiaofeng's vision went black, and he felt endless killing intent, as though his entire body had been dragged into an abyss of death.

Sword Douluo waved a hand, and Ye Xiaofeng, who had been standing, gently sat down on the ground like a bell, completely motionless. Sword Douluo waved again, forming a barrier around Ye Xiaofeng.

"How much you can comprehend will depend on your own fortune." Sword Douluo had gone to great lengths to let Ye Xiaofeng enter a state of enlightenment.

A master could lead one to the gate, but cultivation depended on the individual. Sword Douluo would not teach everything to Ye Xiaofeng. Of course, Sword Douluo Chen Xin did not refuse to teach him; rather, if he taught Ye Xiaofeng everything, then Ye Xiaofeng's future would likely reach only Sword Douluo's level and go no further.

This was not something Sword Douluo wished to see, nor was it what Ye Xiaofeng wanted. The only way was for Ye Xiaofeng to comprehend things from Sword Douluo's own way of the sword.

Afterward, Sword Douluo turned and headed out. Thinking of how that black blockhead had twisted right and wrong before Rongrong yesterday, he decided he could not let him off so easily.

"Rongrong, Grandpa Sword has come to see you," Sword Douluo said with a smile as he arrived outside Ning Rongrong's door.

"Grandpa Sword, you're here. What, aren't you keeping your precious disciple company anymore?" Ning Rongrong ran out when she heard Sword Douluo's voice, but upon seeing him, she suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed.

"In Grandpa's heart, you're the most important one. How could Feng'er compare to you? Today, I'll take you to Heavenly Human World Inn and have Shopkeeper Li cook personally. What do you say?" Sword Douluo smiled at Ning Rongrong and rubbed her head.

"Are we not bringing Ye Xiaofeng?" Ning Rongrong was a little embarrassed by Sword Douluo's sudden doting.

"No need to mind him." Sword Douluo had sent Ye Xiaofeng into enlightenment, and who knew when he would wake up.

"Then I'll let Grandpa Bone know too." Ning Rongrong did not forget Bone Douluo, since he doted on her as well.

"Why call that black blockhead? Just the two of us." Clearly, Sword Douluo did not want to eat with Bone Douluo. It was not that they bore any grudge, but whenever the two ate together, there had never been a peaceful meal.

"Grandpa Sword, you're not allowed to call Grandpa Bone that." Ning Rongrong strongly objected to Sword Douluo calling Bone Douluo a black blockhead.

"Fine, fine, I won't say it. But let me tell you, perhaps your Grandpa Bone has already left you behind and gone to Heavenly Human World Inn to eat by himself." Sword Douluo hurriedly stopped arguing with Ning Rongrong. Still, it was possible—when he had come earlier, his spiritual sense had detected that Bone Douluo was not in the sect.

"Impossible. Grandpa Bone isn't that kind of person." Ning Rongrong hurriedly cut Sword Douluo off. She did not believe Bone Douluo was that sort of person.

"Then won't we know once we go take a look?" Sword Douluo smiled faintly, took Ning Rongrong's hand, and left the sect for Heavenly Human World Inn.

"Shopkeeper Li, did you know in advance that we were coming?" Sword Douluo smiled at Shopkeeper Li.

"I didn't know that Senior Chen Xin and Miss Ning had come as well. Please forgive me for not welcoming you properly." Shopkeeper Li hurriedly smiled at the two of them.

"Hm? You said 'as well.' What did you mean? Are we not welcome?" Sword Douluo deliberately said this to Shopkeeper Li, though it was really for Ning Rongrong to hear.

"Of course not. The arrival of you two brings great honor to this humble establishment. I meant that Elder Gu has come as well." Shopkeeper Li hurriedly explained the truth, unaware of Ning Rongrong's situation.

"So that's how it is. Rongrong, did you hear what Shopkeeper Li said?" Sword Douluo deliberately asked Ning Rongrong.

"It's nothing for Grandpa Bone to come eat by himself. He's getting old, so it's understandable that he forgot about me. After all, you two forgot to bring me yesterday too." Ning Rongrong could not keep up appearances, so she could only find an excuse. She felt upset inside and did not want to embarrass herself before Sword Douluo.

"Shopkeeper Li, go ask that black blockhead why he came alone today and why he didn't bring the Young Sect Master." Sword Douluo would not let such a good opportunity slip by. After all, Bone Douluo had used Rongrong to make things difficult for him.

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Shopkeeper Li could sense that something was wrong and felt rather awkward.

"If Grandpa Sword tells you to go, then go. I'll take responsibility for anything that happens." Ning Rongrong also wanted to know why Grandpa Bone, who doted on her, had come to eat alone without bringing her.

Shopkeeper Li carried a jug of wine while Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong followed behind him. Shopkeeper Li went inside, while Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong prepared to eavesdrop outside the door.

Shopkeeper Li entered with the wine and saw Bone Douluo eating and drinking by himself. He was fully absorbed in his meal and paid no attention to what was happening outside.

"By the way, Senior Bone brought the Young Sect Master yesterday. Why hasn't the Young Sect Master come today?" Shopkeeper Li filled Bone Douluo's cup and timidly asked this deadly question.

"Ah, don't ask. That little girl of mine is really hard to please. I brought her yesterday just to make things difficult for that cowardly man." Bone Douluo was tipsy from drinking and said whatever came to mind, never forgetting to take a few jabs at Sword Douluo no matter the time or place.

"The Young Sect Master seems quite adorable to me, really someone people would dote on." Shopkeeper Li felt that he could not set Bone Douluo up. Even with the two outside backing him, he hurriedly said something nice.

"Yes, she really is adorable and lovable. But her temper is just as remarkable as her cuteness. Look at my body—I've been put through this because of her." Bone Douluo failed to catch Shopkeeper Li's meaning and only became more excessive.

The two outside heard every word clearly. Sword Douluo's lips curled upward smugly, while Ning Rongrong clenched her fists tightly, so furious that she nearly burst into flames.

At last, she exploded. Ning Rongrong kicked the door open. Bone Douluo angrily looked toward the entrance, wondering who had the nerve to disturb his enjoyment. When he saw Ning Rongrong, he immediately panicked, knowing he had said the wrong thing.

"I'll make sure you eat your fill! I'll make sure you drink your fill!" Ning Rongrong saw Bone Douluo before the table and directly overturned it.

"Rongrong, listen to my explanation." Bone Douluo wished he could slap Shopkeeper Li to death. He looked around, but Shopkeeper Li was nowhere to be seen. The moment Ning Rongrong overturned the table, Shopkeeper Li had slipped out of the room.

"So in your eyes, I've always been a spoiled, willful little girl?" Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened, and tears dripped down her face.

"That's exactly what he thinks. We heard it all clearly outside." Sword Douluo did not care about Bone Douluo's feelings and directly added fuel to the fire.

"Get lost! This has nothing to do with you!" Bone Douluo was full of grievances. He was like a mute who had swallowed bitter medicine, unable to voice his suffering, and could only vent his anger on Sword Douluo.

"You did it, yet you won't let me say it? Rongrong, let's go. There's no need to pay attention to this black blockhead." Sword Douluo spoke to Ning Rongrong and turned to leave.

"Rongrong, listen to me. You can't blame Grandpa Bone for this. It must have been him and Shopkeeper Li plotting together to frame me." Bone Douluo said frantically.

"No need to explain. I understand," Ning Rongrong replied coldly.

"It's good that you understand." Bone Douluo truly thought Ning Rongrong had understood him and forgiven him.

"Grandpa Sword, let's go." Ning Rongrong took Sword Douluo's hand and prepared to leave.

"Get out of the way! No, Grandpa Bone was wrong. How about this? Whatever you want, I'll give it to you." Bone Douluo pulled Sword Douluo aside, unwilling to let Ning Rongrong leave.