Born Human, I Am Sorry

At the back of Qingyun Peak.

Ye Ping was completely stunned.

He had thought his senior brother would casually give him a secret manual, but he never expected it to be such a supreme cultivation method.

"Primordial God-Devil Body Refining Technique"

Just by the name, he knew it was an unparalleled cultivation method.

Otherwise, how could it dare to call itself "Primordial"? How could it dare to describe itself with "God-Devil"?

This!

This!

This!

Ye Ping's breathing began to quicken.

This truly was a hidden sect.

This truly was a hidden sect.

If this wasn't a hidden sect, then what was?

Ye Ping's breathing became rapid.

Su Changyu, standing beside him, misunderstood.

He subconsciously thought Ye Ping had discovered something, and then, bracing himself, he explained.

"Junior Brother, this is something Senior Brother found in an ancient ruin. Senior Brother doesn't know the origin of this cultivation method, but our generation of cultivators cannot solely focus on the Way of the Sword. Body Cultivation and Spirit Cultivation are both indispensable."

"You missed the best period for Spirit Cultivation, and coupled with your extremely poor Spiritual Roots, focusing on Body Cultivation first might be a good thing."

Su Changyu was purely spouting nonsense.

Because there was never such a saying in the cultivation world.

Most people who practiced Body Cultivation did so because their Spiritual Roots were too poor, and they had no other choice.

During the Qi Refining Realm, Body Cultivation did indeed have some outstanding aspects. After all, cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm were still in a state of low martial arts, and Body Cultivation was somewhat useful.

But once they reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, the usefulness of Body Cultivation decreased significantly.

Golden Core powerhouses could kill people from a thousand miles away with a single flying sword, unseen.

Could a Body Cultivation expert kill an enemy a thousand miles away with a single punch?

Unless this secret manual was real.

But was that even possible?

Su Changyu had read this secret manual, and it was utter nonsense, though it was praised to the heavens. If he hadn't cultivated himself, Su Changyu might have been fooled.

But in reality, this secret manual, apart from a portion that was genuine body refining techniques, was mostly theoretical.

That was why Su Changyu gave this secret manual to Ye Ping.

It was to give Ye Ping something to do, so he wouldn't just keep comprehending sword marks. A day or two was fine, but doing it for too long would definitely get tiresome.

Moreover, during this period, Su Changyu himself needed to study the sword manual, so giving this secret manual to delay Ye Ping was perfectly fine.

As for whether Ye Ping could learn it?

Su Changyu wasn't making empty promises.

The fact that Ye Ping comprehended the Four Thunder Sword Technique from the sword marks had some basis.

If Ye Ping could master a randomly written manual like this, he would swallow all the flying swords in Qingzhou.

"Junior Brother understands. Thank you, Senior Brother, for bestowing this technique."

Ye Ping not only understood what Su Changyu said but also deeply appreciated it.

Generally, cultivators with poor aptitude needed to refine their bodies to improve their situation.

Thus achieving both spiritual and physical cultivation.

Usually, when fighting enemies with Daoist magic and swordsmanship, they could suppress the opponent with physical techniques at critical moments, catching enemies off guard.

At that time, they could also say, "Sorry, my strongest skill is Body Cultivation."

Thinking of this, Ye Ping became even more excited.

"Since Junior Brother understands, that is for the best. Alright, if anything happens, come and tell Senior Brother. Just take a look at this manual. If you really can't learn it, don't force yourself, understand?"

"Even if you want to practice it, first condense the complete Sword Momentum of the Four Thunder Sword Technique."

Su Changyu gave a few instructions and then left the place.

"Farewell, Senior Brother."

Ye Ping respectfully saw Su Changyu off.

Soon, after Su Changyu left, Ye Ping, suppressing his excitement, put the Primordial God-Devil Body Refining Technique into his embrace.

Then, he continued to comprehend the sword marks.

Perhaps it was due to his excitement, but Ye Ping's comprehension speed was increasing.

His mind was now entirely occupied by the Primordial God-Devil Body Refining Technique.

Mainly, the Four Thunder Sword Technique, when you hear about it, sounds just okay.

But the Primordial God-Devil Body Refining Technique, that's a completely different story.

God-Devil Body Refining, it sounds incredibly cool and powerful.

What was the mere Four Thunder Sword Technique in comparison?

Summoning heavenly lightning to attack, that's something anyone could do, right?

However, Ye Ping also understood.

This kind of God-Devil Body Refining Art would surely be difficult to master, so he had to dedicate himself to learning it wholeheartedly, not being half-hearted. Otherwise, if he failed to properly cultivate the body technique and also failed to master the sword technique, he would have lost the watermelon and not even picked up the sesame seed.

And so, in the blink of an eye, two days passed.

Late at night.

Su Changyu stared at the sword manual in his hand, falling into a deep silence.

This sword manual was one that the Grand Hua Daoist had purchased at great expense.

It contained Daoist arts, and whoever opened the manual and viewed it first would receive a divine enlightenment, allowing them to quickly grasp the sword moves within.

However, Su Changyu had been looking at it for two days.

He still hadn't comprehended the true meaning of the sword moves within.

This left Su Changyu in a state of silence.

And also a bit nervous.

According to the Grand Hua Daoist's intentions, he was supposed to learn this sword manual within three to four days and then pass it on to Ye Ping.

But he just couldn't learn it, which made Su Changyu feel terrible.

The most important thing was.

Su Changyu felt it was unreasonable.

Although his aptitude was average, the problem was that this sword manual was inscribed with Daoist arts and would provide a divine enlightenment bonus.

So why couldn't he learn it?

Wasn't it said that anyone could do it with their hands?

I've even used my feet, so why haven't I learned it yet?

Is it true that I, Su Changyu, am truly not suited for practicing the sword in this lifetime?

Su Changyu's mood was very distressed.

If there were no comparison, he wouldn't have felt that his talent was poor at all.

But now, with Ye Ping as a comparison, Su Changyu's mood became miserable.

However, Su Changyu's current distress wasn't due to his talent.

He had never thought his talent was particularly good.

The main reason for his distress was this sword manual.

If the Grand Hua Daoist found out that he hadn't comprehended this sword manual, he would probably come with a knife to chop him.

Five hundred spirit stones.

After the discount, it was four hundred and fifty spirit stones, which was the income the Qingyun Dao Sect earned over several hundred years.

And he hadn't even managed to comprehend it yet?

To be honest, Su Changyu wouldn't let himself off the hook, let alone the Grand Hua Daoist.

"What should I do! What should I do! This is so hard for me."

Su Changyu, like an ant on a hot pan, kept asking himself what he should do.

After a long time, Su Changyu thought of a solution.

"Right, even though I haven't learned the sword moves, the sword manual also explains them. I don't need to teach the sword moves to my junior brother at all. I can just extract the core parts and teach them to my junior brother?"

"If my junior brother learns it, it's because he has good talent. If he doesn't learn it, it's not my fault. Who says geniuses must be proficient in everything?"

Suddenly, Su Changyu thought of a solution.

Even though he himself didn't quite understand the River Flow Sword Manual, the problem was that he could make things up. Wherever he didn't understand, he could just explain it with his own concepts.

With this thought, Su Changyu finally showed a hint of a smile.

At that moment, Su Changyu opened the sword manual, read through it carefully once, and then pushed open his door, preparing to go find Ye Ping.

A quarter of an hour later.

Qingyun Dao Sect.

It was perfectly peaceful.

Su Changyu walked alone towards the back cliff.

But just then.

A clap of thunder exploded.

Shaking the trees.

In an instant, Su Changyu froze.

He looked towards the back cliff, his entire being falling silent, the smile on his face gradually fading.

He could sense it.

That thunderclap was the result of his Sword Momentum reaching completion.

It had only been half a day.

Ye Ping had directly comprehended the Autumn Thunder and Winter Thunder Sword Momentum.

This left Su Changyu truly speechless.

Especially when midnight struck.

Su Changyu's mood inexplicably turned extremely melancholic and dejected.

He didn't continue towards the back cliff.

Instead, he quietly went to a secluded spot alone.

Su Changyu himself didn't know what was happening to him lately.

As soon as midnight arrived, his mood would become incredibly gloomy.

And the condition seemed to be getting worse.

Scattered moonlight pierced through the clouds.

Hiding from the crowds, it slipped into the sea.

As a human, I am sorry.

For some reason, this sentence popped into Su Changyu's mind.