Lin Feng grinned and took three Immortal Artifacts from the virtual space in turn.
The Flying Immortal Sword was three feet and three inches long, jade-green throughout, with green radiance flowing across its blade. It was exquisitely crafted beyond compare.
Yet within that verdant glow lurked a terrifying sharpness.
When he lightly touched the blade, a clear sword cry rang out without end. It carried excitement, joy, and cheers, as though proclaiming its birth to the world.
With a thought from Lin Feng, the Flying Immortal Sword flew to his waist with a whoosh.
He then put on the Glazed Treasure Armor. In that instant, the armor erupted with an incomparably domineering aura. His robes fluttered wildly, his long hair stirred without wind, and he resembled a war god who had emerged from Primordial Chaos, too awe-inspiring for anyone to meet his gaze.
Before Lin Feng sat a crystal-clear meditation cushion, wreathed in purple qi and profound beyond measure.
At that moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared above the Divine Sword Sect, while savage winds swept through the skies, announcing to the world that an Immortal Artifact had emerged.
Outside the cultivation chamber.
Ye Jingyun, who had been cultivating the Savage God Fist on the training grounds, could not help stopping to glance at the celestial phenomenon.
But he quickly withdrew his gaze, smiled, and continued cultivating.
For a mysterious and powerful sect master like this, it would have been strange if he did not stir up some great commotion every now and then.
After the phenomenon vanished, Lin Feng stretched lazily. Just as he was about to inspect Ye Jingyun's cultivation results from the past few days, the system's voice suddenly sounded.
"Ding! The system has detected that the host doubts the Universe Divine Art and hereby issues a clarification!" "Heaven is Qian, earth is Kun; the sun is Qian, the moon is Kun; yang is Qian, yin is Kun; men are Qian, women are Kun." "The Universe Divine Art is a supreme method for cultivating the Path of Yin Yang. In the end, the two merge into one, achieving the Mysterious Yellow and attaining the supreme Great Dao." "As the saying goes, a lone yang cannot flourish, and solitary yin cannot grow. Only when yin and yang aid each other can one attain the Great Dao. The host requires yin-attributed spiritual qi to cultivate together."
Lin Feng: "..."
"Tsk, tsk, isn't this the legendary dual cultivation technique?"
"Though I quite like it, this sort of thing cannot be forced. Isn't this a bit of a scam?"
"Still, I accept this scam. Fairies, demonesses, Saintesses, are you ready?"
Lin Feng quickly cast aside that slight discomfort in his heart. Wouldn't it be wonderful to find himself a goddess wife?
With a smile, he turned his attention to Ye Jingyun in the system display.
One look was all it took to convince him.
On the training grounds, Ye Jingyun tirelessly cultivated the Savage God Fist. Like a robot programmed with fixed instructions, he threw punch after punch, never seeming to tire.
His movements were slow and weak, devoid of even the slightest power. They were simply far too ordinary.
Yet he showed no discouragement at all. Instead, he became increasingly absorbed in his training, and the persistence in his eyes drew attention.
All his mind and spirit had merged into his movements, as though those movements had become everything he possessed.
At a glance, he looked rather foolish, but upon closer inspection, one would discover that every one of his movements seemed born of nature itself. His breathing coordinated perfectly with his motions, and an inexplicable divine charm radiated from his entire body.
Over these five days, aside from the necessary eating and sleeping, he had devoted all his remaining time to cultivating this fist technique.
Having obtained such a fortuitous opportunity, he could not disappoint the sect master's nurturing and favor!
"To cultivate this fist technique to completion, one must possess tremendous perseverance."
"As a Son of Destiny from the useless-trash archetype, Ye Jingyun's heart has long been tempered through a thousand hammerings and a hundred refinements. This fist technique is practically tailored for him."
"In merely five days, you have already begun to glimpse the doorway. Not bad. I did not misjudge you."
Lin Feng was rather satisfied with his cultivation results.
"Ding! The system has detected an extreme shortage of sect disciples. This fails to display the might of the descendants of Yanhuang sweeping across the eight wildernesses, and the system could not help growing anxious. It has proactively found a Heavenly Talent Disciple carrying immense destiny for you." "Ding! System prompt: the host need only click the Destiny Disciple template, and a Son of Destiny disciple will voluntarily join the Divine Sword Sect."
Just as Lin Feng was about to leave the cultivation chamber, the system's electronic voice abruptly rang in his mind.
"Holy crap!"
"Another Heavenly Talent Disciple blessed with immense destiny is coming?"
"This system is far too considerate. Even this sect master is almost too embarrassed to accept..."
As he sighed in amazement, Lin Feng raised his hand and clicked the template.
Meanwhile, in the savage wilderness ten thousand miles from the Divine Sword Sect.
A lean young man was concealed atop a towering ancient tree.
His sword-like brows were tightly furrowed. Fatigue mixed with anger showed on his face, while his gaze was cold as ice. From time to time, he warily scanned his surroundings.
It was as though he were evading some powerful enemy.
What was most impossible to ignore was neither his extraordinary temperament nor his handsome appearance, but the Sword-shaped Pendant at his chest, which flickered with faint golden light.
That pendant actually emitted an invisible Sharp Aura, making anyone who saw it feel awe and fear.
That was right. The young man truly was fleeing from powerful enemies pursuing him.
The youth's name was Ye Xuan.
At this moment, he glanced at the Sword-shaped Pendant. "Senior Sword Demon, can you sense how many pursuers are left?"
The moment his words fell, the pendant flashed, and a cool voice came from within. "There are two left, but neither is weak. Be careful—they will arrive soon."
"Understood!" Ye Xuan nodded. His expression turned cold as his eyes, sharp as lightning, fixed on the ground below.
A moment later, a masked man in black appeared beneath the towering ancient tree with a whoosh, his sinister gaze searching in all directions.
"Sword Shakes Mountains and Rivers!"
No sooner had the icy words left his mouth than a streak of sword light descended through the air and shrouded the man below.
This sword light was Ye Xuan's strongest strike, where man and sword became one!
The three-meter-long white Sword Qi illuminated an area ten zhang around it. Its Sharp Aura cleaved straight through space, annihilating everything in its path.
"Ah!"
"Despicable and shameless!"
"Ye Xuan! You may escape for a moment, but you cannot escape forever! Netherworld Hall will avenge me!"
The masked man did not even have time to react before the white Sword Qi reached him. He could only roar in rage and unwillingness.
He knew full well that if they fought head-on, how could Ye Xuan possibly be his match?
But how could he have expected Ye Xuan, who had always disdained sneak attacks from behind, to abandon his principles and hide in the tree to catch him off guard?
Now, his entire body was engulfed by Sword Qi. There was no road to heaven and no gate into the earth.
In less than three breaths, the masked man in black had been completely chopped apart by the white Sword Qi, severed limbs and broken arms scattering across the ground.
He had been hacked into ten thousand pieces!
As for Ye Xuan, that single strike had nearly drained away his last trace of strength. The instant his tightly stretched nerves relaxed, his body staggered, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, gasping heavily.
"Senior, although I have cut off the tail, I have also completely offended Netherworld Hall. They definitely will not let me go."
"I believe they will soon send powerful experts to deal with me. By then, I will not be able to be this lucky again."
"What should I do now?"
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