Perfection, Dawn (Seeking Monthly Votes)

After hearing her daughter's experiences, Qin Huaiying paced back and forth in the room, her emotions stirred.

She quickly accepted the fact that Ouyang Lan, Lu Wu-bing, and Ji Wenxiu had joined forces to kill Song Zhong of the [Peaceful Axe] and Deng Yuan of the [Yin-Yang Monk].

She thought that Lu Wu-bing's swordsmanship was so fast it could injure [Blood Butterfly].

Therefore, it wasn't a strange feat for the three of them to fight desperately and kill that unsophisticated evil monk.

"Such astonishing talent, I wish I could teach him swordsmanship myself. Xiaolan, what do you think if I go to Lanxiang Courtyard and teach him the Seven Kill Sword?"

"Mother..."

Ouyang Lan was stunned.

Is Mother trying to steal my father's disciple?

I don't have any objections.

But Father is back, how will you face him?

"No, no, the sect has its rules. Advanced swordsmanship can only be taught after Wu-bing has mastered the basic sword techniques and passed the Three Gates of the Sword. Our own rules are not easy to break."

Seeing the look in her daughter's eyes, Even Qin Huaiying, who had experienced countless worldly affairs and was a person of profound understanding, couldn't help but blush.

Senior Brother shouldn't blame me, right?

This is all for the prosperity of the Celestial Star Sect, so as not to be outshone by Senior Brother Bi of the Violet Sun Sect.

If the master can't compare, then letting the disciple win against him would also be a beautiful thing.

Although her eldest disciple Yue Lingfeng was strong, there were still disciples in the Violet Sun Sect and Bright Moon Sect who could match him.

But she had never seen, or even heard of, such unreasonable and overwhelming combat power as Wu-bing's.

He had only been in the sect for a little over ten days.

What kind of concept was that?

"No, if he can master a sword technique to the great accomplishment realm on his own, achieving what ordinary geniuses take twenty years of hard training to accomplish, he must have something extremely unique about him.

If I were to forcefully guide him at this point, I might mislead him and achieve the opposite of what I intend..."

"That's right. The Celestial Star Sect's cultivation techniques are only taught when certain conditions are met, but when I was young, the Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist that the old Taoist grandfather taught me had no such restrictions."

"That's a fist technique."

Ouyang Lan swallowed and pondered for a moment, realizing that her mother's words actually made some sense.

It would be perfect for Junior Brother to practice this fist technique.

The key was that he had also obtained the [Golden Thread Armor] from Chen San-yang, the sect leader of Chaoyang Stronghold. That technique focused on strengthening the skin and flesh, while [Dragon Tendon Tiger Bone Fist] specialized in strengthening tendons and bones, making the great tendons like dragons and bones as strong as tigers, greatly increasing his divine strength, making him unparalleled in the world.

This was quite a coincidence.

"What's wrong with a fist technique? With Wu-bing's talent, he can cultivate both fist techniques and swordsmanship with ease.

Internal energy requires accumulation over time, and its progress speed is not that fast. What he lacks now is foundation.

Insufficient internal cultivation can be compensated by external techniques... strengthening his tendons and bones, and making his strength formidable.

Combined with his swordsmanship realm, challenging opponents of higher levels will be as easy as eating and drinking."

The more Qin Huaiying spoke, the more reasonable it sounded.

"Yes, that's how we'll do it."

Qin Huaiying clenched her right fist and struck her left palm heavily, laughing. "Xiaolan, quickly recover from your injuries. When you go to practice swords with your Junior Brother, you can subtly hint to him to hurry up and challenge the Three Gates of the Sword.

Even if he only passes one gate, I will be overjoyed... I will reward him by teaching him this external martial art."

"Mother always thinks things through."

She came up with an idea in a flash.

No wonder her mother's reputation in the martial arts world was so terrifying, even greater than her father's.

Her methods of handling affairs were so shrewd and seasoned.

Even she herself, if she didn't know what her mother was thinking, would only find it natural.

It would be unacceptable for a new disciple to perform well and the master's wife not to give a meeting gift.

Giving an exceptional reward out of happiness could only be considered cherishing talent.

It wouldn't break the rules, and it would be seen as skillful guidance. The other disciples would only be envious and wouldn't harbor resentment.

After all, they couldn't pass the Sword Gate trial as quickly as him.

Brilliant. Truly brilliant.

She feigned sincere agreement, then immediately went to bathe and change, washing away her fatigue and preparing to recover from her injuries with her mother's help.

Ouyang Lan, however, secretly wiped away a bead of sweat.

Finally managed to fool Mother.

That Yuanling Swordplay Manual, Junior Brother has never practiced it, nor has he ever used it.

Not to mention Junior Sister Wenxiu, if I don't say anything, and she doesn't say anything, no one in the world will ever know.

This matter was actually a huge hidden danger.

But Ouyang Lan believed that with Junior Brother's intelligence and talent, he would eventually solve this problem.

However, practicing the [Yuanling Swordplay Manual], this evil art and demonic sword, if even the slightest hint of it leaked out, she might be hunted down and killed by the righteous martial arts world.

This kind of risk, even a sect leader might not be able to withstand it.

With Junior Brother's frail body, it was best not to.

Thinking of Lu Wu-bing's appearance that day, swallowing the blood-colored mist and light when he used his sword, Ouyang Lan shivered inwardly and dared not think about it any further.

"One hundred and ninety-five thousand three hundred swords."

"One hundred and ninety-five thousand three hundred and one swords..."

After settling down.

Lu Wu-bing's main task was practicing his sword.

Besides occasionally interacting with his seventh senior sister, who was obsessed with training, he went to the Gazing Sky Cliff canteen for meals on time.

Speaking of which, the food in the canteen wasn't particularly good.

It could only be said that it was filling, but the taste was so bland that even birds wouldn't bother to steal it.

The difference in meals between direct disciples and ordinary disciples wasn't significant. Each day, they would only get an extra bowl of medicinal cuisine, used to replenish qi and blood. Other than that, there was nothing else.

After Lu Wu-bing arrived on the mountain, he was like a drop of water merging into a river. He seemed to ignore the pointing and whispering of the crowd.

He would occasionally chat with his fellow disciples about trivial matters, but he didn't say much.

His main approach was to be quiet and honest.

Most of the time, he hid in his courtyard, quietly practicing the [White Rainbow Pierces the Sun].

He firmly believed that his cultivation direction was absolutely correct.

His current advantage was a sword technique at the Great Accomplishment realm.

To go further, infinitely amplifying his advantage was the only way.

Although it seemed safe on the mountain now, he hadn't forgotten the reminders from his second martial uncle [Subduing Dragon Sword] and third martial uncle [Greedy Wolf Without Shadow] Li Feiying that day.

His parents were unharmed and were living in Mingyang City below the mountain, which was temporarily stable.

But it wouldn't be permanently stable.

Perhaps the enemy was waiting for an opportunity.

He might be safe hiding on the mountain, but once he went down, he would be targeted by the Eastern Sea Sword Sect.

Then there was the flower-picking thief Lin Qiu-yan, and Bao Xiang Mituo Xiao Shan.

The former had been castrated.

The latter's junior brother had died...

These were deep hatreds.

If it were him, and he found out the location of his enemy... not seeking revenge and blood vengeance would be unbearable to eat and sleep.

How could he let it go easily?

Facing this situation, with his current lightness skill and internal energy cultivation, he absolutely had no confidence in protecting himself in a short period.

Therefore, his only hope was to make his sword technique stronger, and stronger.

Especially this thrusting sword technique.

After Great Accomplishment came the Perfected realm.

Senior Sister Xiaolan had once casually mentioned that sword techniques at the Great Accomplishment realm were common among top-tier experts... but even for experts in the top three ranks, reaching Great Accomplishment in their swordplay would require exhausting their entire foundation.

To go further was basically impossible.

Whether it was saber techniques, sword techniques, or spear and fist techniques.

To achieve perfection in any skill, one must achieve the unity of spirit and intent, and the unity of intent and move.

Simply put, the Perfected realm was not just a simple technique; it involved the mind and will.

Generally speaking, only by breaking through the realm of a top-tier martial artist and reaching the Super Rank could one glimpse a bit of artistic conception.

To truly achieve the Perfected martial path, one would mostly have to wait until breaking through to the Innate realm and generating a martial artistic conception.

Using intent to guide qi, and qi to control moves.

This way, the moves can be perfected.

Strikes are divinely transformed, transcending the mundane.

"Junior Brother Xiao, when will you take the next step?"

Amidst the rustling bamboo forest, Lu Wu-bing seemed to hear Senior Sister Xiaolan's sweet, playful question.

"Today, right today."

He calmed his heart, casting aside all distracting thoughts.

Forcing down the ache in his arm, he thrust his sword forward, strike after strike.

The blade cut through the wind.

Emitting a faint "chichichi" sound.

The night rain was cool.

The sky darkened and then brightened, until the red sun rose in the east.

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