The Demon Blade's Naturalness is a Trap

"Don't be impatient, you little brat. What you lack the most is experience. Fighting me is just a warm-up."

For the next half a month, the two figures in the courtyard of the Dwelling clashed daily, their bodies a blur of motion.

"Little brat, your footwork is too sloppy! Your Demon Blade skills are the worst! Your stance is unstable, and all your attacks are like flimsy branches!"

Clang!

Suo Ling dodged the sweeping kick aimed at his groin and rolled over, letting out a string of curses.

"Again!"

As Suo Ling cursed, he got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

"Watch carefully, you arrogant opponent. Don't be stiff. You need to use your height to your advantage."

Suo Ling listened intently, his mind racing.

"Hurry up! Use your core strength and all your power! See? You can easily dodge my attacks, but you can't find my openings!"

Suo Ling focused his attention, engraving every move in his heart.

The second round of sparring began.

This time, Suo Ling's eyes were clear. He no longer clashed head-on with Suo, but instead weaved and dodged, looking for openings.

"That's right! Maintain your movement! Don't let your opponent easily pinpoint your position!"

Suo shouted loudly, his hands still moving. With every move, he followed Suo Ling's movements.

"Your reaction is too slow! You're not fighting to eat, you're fighting to survive! Don't give your opponent any time to think! Rely on your strength!"

Suo Ling dodged, but was hit on the shoulder by Suo. The pain made him grit his teeth.

However, he didn't give up. Instead, he used his momentum to pivot and create distance.

"Not enough, there's still a gap."

Suo muttered to himself.

"In the wilderness, any emotion can be amplified. If you get hit, don't panic. The connection you make in that moment is with the environment, not with the impact."

The half-month of sparring passed quickly. Suo Ling had no choice but to return to the city, as the road ahead was still long.

While walking, Suo was a little unhappy. In the end, he gave Suo Ling three years of his life.

As long as the little brat could get out of trouble, three years was not a lot.

He had accumulated three years of cultivation, and after deducting the cost of opening the city gate and other expenses, he had barely enough to cultivate the Demon Blade.

His cultivation base had reached level twelve.

Dwelling. A surge of powerful demonic energy erupted, scattering the surroundings. He sat cross-legged, his face stiff and his eyes half-closed. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Through the tempering of his body and the help of herbs, his cultivation had finally reached the Great Demon King realm.

"Congratulations, old man!"

"You too."

Suo Ling and Suo bowed to each other, their faces covered in sweat.

"You two don't need to be so polite. Train hard, and you'll be able to break through to Great Demon King in a few years."

Suo stood up and stretched his bones.

When Suo Ling was ten years old, he relied on the resources provided by Suo. Like a cheat, he broke through to become a true Demon King, obtaining a cursed demon bone that had been sealed for three hundred and twenty years.

After entering the Suo family's Dwelling, and with a few years of hard work, he had been cultivating demonic energy for fourteen years.

As for Suo, under the encouragement and tireless efforts of Suo Ling, he had reached level eleven.

"Old man, after you obtain the demon bone, are you going back to the High Dwelling?"

Suo asked somewhat hesitantly.

Suo Ling was a little worried. The gatekeepers of the High Dwelling were all level fifteen Great Demon Kings. He and the little brat had no hope.

High Dwelling.

Compared to the previous sparring, Suo Ling had not felt any pressure.

However, the High Dwelling was not that simple.

He and the old man Wang were not bad, and the trouble of fighting the Great Demon Kings of the Demon King City was not small. In these years, he had also received some warnings from the High Dwelling Great Demon Kings.

Coupled with the understanding of Wang old man, Xue Feng, and others, he was not bad.

Only this time, he might not be able to stop the opponent's knowledge. But it was possible that it was Little Brother's turn. He could slowly grind him down.

He didn't have much confidence in the High Dwelling Great Demon King's Dwelling.

It was better to focus on training the little brat, and then slowly look for opportunities.

"I won't go to the High Dwelling."

Suo Ling opened his mouth and said.

"After I finish collecting the Spirit Seeds, let's go to the Demon Blade Graveyard. It's better than going to the Suo Ling path."

The Demon Blade Graveyard.

Suo Ling followed Gu Liya, both of them knowing that they would be facing the other's surprise, but immediately they were relieved.

"Your Highness, you're not a student of the High Ling Academy anymore?"

Suo Ling opened her mouth first:

"It's nothing, I'll accompany you, and the others will wait for you to finish your trial. Also, I also want to find a Spirit Seed from the Ling Academy. Some people are not suitable."

"Then at that time, you can find the High Ling Demon Blade Graveyard. When you finish your trial, you can come and find me, and it's not too late."

Suo Ling smiled and said.

"Yes, Your Highness, the little Ling is reasonable."

Gu Liya also agreed.

"Alas, it's okay."

Suo Ling waved her hand dismissively.

"Going to the High Ling Academy, there are also places to collect them. Basically, they are all collected by the royal family, and those who are not collected are just like that. Generally, it is better not to go to the academy. With your own innate spiritual power, gathering in those places where the heavens and the earth are gathered, it is not as good as the dark cultivation of the most dangerous places. It is indeed worth doubting. Alas, forget it. After collecting the Spirit Seeds, come back and beg for it. At that time, you can slowly choose and inquire about the matters. I'll go find King Old Man and settle the score."

Suo Ling patted her hands and finished her discussion.

"I'm going to find King Old Man to settle the score."

A Spirit Seed from the Ling Academy can be used to exchange for a Demon Blade, but generally, they are all gathered and are not very sensible Spirit Seeds.

Suo Ling didn't want to be with that group of people, and they were all looking for death. Moreover, her second Spirit Seed limit is only ninety years. If you go to the Demon Blade Graveyard, it is somewhat risky. As everyone knows, but the Demon Blade is not a problem for a lifetime. Or it is cultivated by a demon, that is a normal miracle. Even if it is ninety years old, it can still contend with ordinary thousand-year-old Demon Blades, not to mention. If a Great Demon Blade is written into a contract, it is not a good way to find death. Clang.

"Go away."

"Hahaha, King Old Man is in a hurry."

Suo Ling pushed the door open and walked in with a smile.

"Ah, it's you again, little Ling."

King Old Man got up from the chair and put down his brush:

"Don't worry about it."

Suo Ling stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"This young man is only twenty-six years old, and he is asking King Old Man to take a look at a Spirit Seed."

"Hahaha! It is indeed heaven!"

King Old Man burst into laughter.

"Your young man can break through the Great Demon Blade at the twelfth level, and it is not a simple Spirit Seed. It has been many years. Those who can break through the Great Demon Blade at the twelfth level, the academy has not exceeded ten people. Okay! Your Spirit Seed is on my body! King Old Man patted his chest. "But listen to me! You want what kind of Demon Blade, the old man can prepare in advance, flip through the contract."